> It Takes Three to Tango
>  by Dianwei32
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> Good Clean Fun
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It Takes Three to Tango


Good Clean Fun

Fluttershy had only heard horror stories of things like this. It was the stuff of the trashy bargain-bin romance novels Rarity pretended not to read. A mare cycles into heat just as she has a first date with a charming gentlecolt, and is unable to control herself.

Why now? Fluttershy wondered to herself, laying on the bed and feeling the insistent heat between her legs spike momentarily. Why did it have to happen during the days I had dates with Rarity and Rainbow Dash? Between Rarity’s massage and the preening... A shiver ran down her spine as she remembered the feeling of Rarity preening her wings, causing the already stiff appendages to twitch. I practically attacked her afterward. She let out a sigh. I don’t even want to think about what happened with Dash... at least I could blame the alcohol for that.

Fluttershy sat up and hopped off the bed. She cast one final glance at the closed bedroom door before walking into the bathroom and twisting open the taps on her bathtub. She paced back and forth, waiting for the tub to fill. The wave of guilt from earlier rose in her chest, but she forced it down. Everypony does this, it’s perfectly normal. She turned back to the now full tub, reaching up to twist the taps closed.

A glint of sunlight caught her eye, reflected off of a bottle on the wall shelf. Fluttershy glanced up at it and recognized it as a bottle of bath herbs she had received some time ago from Rarity as a gift. Well, if there was ever a time to use it... now would be it. She trotted over to the shelf and tried to grab the bottle with a wing, but it was too stiff and jerky in its movements to get a good hold. Frowning slightly, she placed her forehooves against the wall and stretched up to grab the bottle in her mouth.

Fluttershy lowered herself down and moved back next to the tub. She pulled the stopper off of the bottle with a hoof, letting it fall to the floor with a dull thud, and tipped her head over the water. The result looked eerily like a cup of tea in which the bag had burst, but the small bathroom soon filled with the aromas of jasmine, lavender, and peppermint. Fluttershy inhaled deeply, feeling herself relax under the effects of the herbs.

She placed her front hooves on the edge of the tub and lifted her hind legs in. Fluttershy carefully lowered herself into the warm water, taking care not to splash any onto the floor. She scooted towards the back of the tub, giving her hind legs plenty of room under the waterline and making sure her wings did not hit the wooden sides as they hung over the edge.

She focused on reliving the events at the spa, trying to stoke the fires that burned within her. She started with the preening, which felt appropriate since that was when her desires had presented themselves. She felt the ghosts of the soft tugs and pulls Rarity had begun with, tentative and almost frightened. She reached out and ran a hoof through the feathers on one wing, letting out a soft moan as the touch sent shocks up and down her spine. The canary mare felt an aching need between her hind legs, but could not yet bring herself to tend to it. She continued reliving the experience, feeling Rarity grow more confident and put more force into rearranging the feathers. She imagined the white unicorn giving an especially hard tug on a feather, the sole purpose being to draw a moan of appreciation from her lips.

All feelings other than the insistent, pulsing desire faded away. Fluttershy ran a hoof along the leading edge of a wing, sending waves of pleasure through her body and causing her heart to quicken in pace. It was not enough anymore. Slowly, almost fearfully, she snaked a hoof under the water and between her thighs, inhaling sharply as she finally made contact with the source of her excitement. 

“Oooooh.” Fluttershy let out a soft moan as she drug a hoof along her swollen lower lips. The scene in her head shifted, moving from the preening to shortly afterward, when she had tackled Rarity and kissed her. She recalled the feeling of the white unicorn’s silken coat rubbing against her own. The soft, yet urgent, press of their mouths working together, each one trying to deepen the contact.

Fluttershy heard water sloshing against the edge of the tub as she built up a rhythm grinding against herself, but quickly tuned it out. Her already ragged breathing became even more shallow as knot of warm tension built in her core. She refocused her mind on the events from the spa, this time allowing her imagination to tweak the course of events.

Rarity drew a hoof down Fluttershy’s side, trailing down her ribs and along her flank before brushing gently over her cutie mark. The normally reserved pegasus broke away from the kiss to let out a quiet squeal of pleasure. Her marefriend took advantage of the distraction, shifting quickly to reverse their positions. Rarity looked down like a victor assessing her prize, then quickly dove down to plant a line of warm, wet kisses along the cream-colored mare’s neck.

“Rar-” Fluttershy tried to speak, but her voice failed under the unicorn’s skillful ministrations. “Rarity. I’ve... I’ve never...” Her words trailed off as a wave of embarrassment warred with her building arousal.

“Just relax, dear.” Rarity cooed, pausing in her efforts to look into her marefriend’s eyes. “If you wish to stop at any time, you need merely say the word..” She bent down, pressing a single light kiss on the other mare’s lips. When she pulled away, she broke out in a mischievous grin. “Although, I have a feeling that will not be a problem.” She quickly went back to kissing the soft, yellow neck below her, occasionally mixing in a light nip.

Fluttershy lay back and let her lover work, staring at the white ceiling of the spa. A small part of her desired to reciprocate somehow, to help make Rarity feel as amazing as she was feeling right now, but she could not figure out how. A flicker or movement passed through the edge of her vision. She looked down to see Rarity’s horn bobbing within easy reach. Without pausing to think, she leaned down and planted a light kiss on the tip, smiling as a shiver passed down Rarity’s form. Emboldened by her minor success, Fluttershy ran a slow lick up her friend’s horn, delighting in the feeling of the fluted ridges as they ran along her tongue. Rarity faltered in her kisses, letting out a ragged breath as her knees threatened to buckle.

“Oh, Rarity.” Fluttershy whispered before biting her lower lip in an attempt to stifle her already quiet moans. She unconsciously bucked her hips, trying desperately to sate the frenzied urgency building in her haunches. The sounds of water splashing the sides of the tub increased. She gasped as her hoof made fleeting contact with her clit, sending an intense, though far too brief, bolt of pleasure through her body. She could feel her tail twitching back and forth in agitation, causing small waves to ripple through the water. One of her hind legs kicked involuntarily, hitting the side of the tub with a loud thunk.

Rarity stopped trailing kisses down Fluttershy’s neck, drawing a disappointed whimper from the agitated pegasus. Instead, she shifted to the side and reached down to run a hoof up her marefriend’s leg, skirting around the heated center of her arousal and repeating the process along her other thigh. The alabaster unicorn bent down to run her lips along the leading edge of a wing, pausing for a light nip at the base.

Fluttershy lost all ability for coherent thought, her mind overwhelmed with the twin sensations in her wing and thighs. As her lover continued teasing her, a well-timed buck of her hips brought an all-too-short brush of contact with her flushed sex. A shuddering, feral cry forced its way past Fluttershy’s lips. She bit down on her lip to quiet herself, leaving her silently pleading for more.

Rarity removed her hoof from between her lover’s thighs, much to her dismay. The unicorn refocused her attention on the wing before her, kissing and nibbling along the sensitive appendage and using her magic to create similar sensations along its partner. Without warning, her mouth pulled away to let out a surprised gasp.

Fluttershy managed to turn her head to look at what had interrupted her marefriend’s ministrations. She drew in her own shocked breath as she saw Rainbow Dash standing behind Rarity. 

“I can’t believe you guys!”

Fluttershy panicked. “Dash! I- I can explain, I just couldn’t decide between you, so I... please don’t hate me! I’m so sorry!”

Rainbow broke into a predatory grin, a smoldering desire in her half-lidded eyes. “I can’t believe you didn’t invite me!” Her eyes drifted over to the white rump swaying before her.  She licked her lips before continuing. “Rare, you keep up what you’re doing, I’ll just be back here.” With that, she buried her muzzle between the unicorn’s thighs. Rarity let out a moan of pleasure, then resumed her attention on Fluttershy’s wings, albeit more clumsily than before.

“Dash? Oh my- Ah!” The rest of Fluttershy’s words were cut off by a nip at her wing. She watched Rainbow, enraptured at the sight of her friend’s chromatic mane moving around Rarity’s backside. She felt her own arousal building further, despite Rarity all but stopping in her efforts on Fluttershy’s wing, managing only the occasional lick or nibble. The unicorn let out a shuddering breath, her knees shaking, before refocusing her efforts on the splayed wing in front of her. She moved down from the leading edge into the feathers, running her muzzle through them and occasionally giving a light pull that made her lover squeal with joy.

“Oh, Rarity... please.” Fluttershy begged, completely lost in the fantasy. She redoubled the pace of her grinding yet again, occasionally flicking up to brush against her sensitive nub. She could feel herself getting close, but something was missing to push her over the edge. Her moist inner walls clenched at nothing, desperate for release, but it remained just out of reach.

Rainbow Dash’s efforts were clearly having an effect on Rarity, who had temporarily given up on her own attempts to please her marefriend. The alabaster unicorn lay her head across Fluttershy’s chest, lowering herself as her front legs threatened to give out. Her moans increased in frequency and volume as Dash continued to work, her eyes fluttering closed.

Fluttershy simply watched Rarity as she trembled in place, feeling the warm tension building in her loins wind ever tighter. She felt every ragged breath play across her coat, sending shivers through her body. She tentatively brought up a hoof and gently stroked her marefriend’s horn.

Rarity’s eyes shot open and her moans gained an almost frantic quality, rising several octaves in pitch. She stretched out, leaning forward into Fluttershy’s hoof while also trying to press herself harder against Dash’s mouth and tongue. She slowly grew quieter, trading vocal groans for sharp exhales of breath. After several seconds of almost complete silence, she gave a long, low moan, her whole body shuddering in pleasure as her orgasm hit. As the waves of pleasure subsided, she lay still, trying to catch her breath before restarting her attentions on the pink-maned pegasus.

“That was a lovely appetizer, Rainbow.” She craned her neck back to share a quick kiss with Rainbow Dash, darting her tongue into the other mare’s mouth. They pulled apart and Rarity turned back to Fluttershy, her sapphire eyes dancing with excitement. “But I do believe it is time to move on to the main course.”

Rarity moved further down, brushing her lips along Fluttershy’s ribs and stomach. She shifted her position, settling herself between her lover’s thighs and kissing up each hind leg. Fluttershy resumed bucking her hips against the empty air, her body wordlessly pleading for attention. She let out an inarticulate shriek of pleasure as she felt a soft, warm sensation trail along her lower lips. She forced herself to focus and look down, only to see Rarity staring back at her from between her legs, a predatory grin on her face. The alabaster mare gave another slow, long lick along the length of Fluttershy’s slit, drawing a trembling moan from her lips, before burying her muzzle in her friend’s drenched folds.

Fluttershy went to cry out, but before she could utter so much as a syllable, a pair of cyan lips pressed themselves against her own. She felt Rainbow’s tongue probe into her mouth, but was too distracted to reciprocate. Slowly, she focused enough to return the kiss, clumsily entwining her own tongue with the other mare’s. There was a hint of some unknown taste on Dash’s tongue. It was crisp, almost sweet, but had an underlying tang. It took her hormone-addled brain several seconds to piece together that she was tasting Rarity’s juices on Rainbow’s tongue. The realization ratcheted her arousal even higher, pushing her over the edge.

“Oh, Rarity. Don’t stop.” Fluttershy called out in ecstasy. She ceased her frantic grinding and pressed her hoof down on her clit, working it in small circles and sending lightning bolts of pleasure through her body. She threw her head back in a silent scream as the first wave of spasms shot through her body. She reached out with her free hoof to grab onto the edge of the tub as her climax hit in full force. Wave after wave of delirious bliss washed over the lustful pegasus, causing her to thrash and send water cascading to the floor. 

Rarity wrapped her forelegs around Fluttershy’s waist, holding her in place as she kept up her assault on the aroused mare’s sex. She slowly worked her way up, focusing on her friend’s delicate button. She alternated flicks of her tongue with taking it in her mouth fully, driving her marefriend ever further into the throes of passion. Dash pulled away, kissing a trail down Fluttershy’s neck and quickly moving down to her wings. She slid her tongue along the leading edge in one long, smooth motion and massaged a hoof into the flight muscles just under the wing.

Fluttershy felt the need to do something, anything, but the sensations from both of her marefriends pleasuring her overwhelmed any thoughts before they could form. Rainbow worked her way back up Fluttershy’s wing, kissing and then nibbling every few inches. She momentarily locked eyes with Rarity and gave a quick nod. The unicorn nodded back and gave a long, slow lick, dragging the length of her tongue over her lover’s sensitive nub. At the same time, Dash gave a firm bite just above the wing joint.

The world exploded in flurry of stars and colors, filling Fluttershy’s vision. Every muscle in her body tensed as an almost unbearable tidal wave of ecstasy flooded through her. She tried to scream, but no sound came out.

“Rarity! Dash!” Fluttershy whispered the names to the empty room as her release carried into a second orgasm. She squeezed her legs together, reveling in the pressure on her swollen marehood. For seconds that felt like hours, she lay in the tub writhing at the mercy of the spasms of passion, waiting for them to fade and simultaneously wishing they never would. After the last twitch passed, she slowly withdrew her hoof from between her legs and stared at the ceiling while her breathing returned to normal.




(Author's Note: This chapter is part of an in-progress story, Unexpected Confessions. If you want read the whole story and find out how we got to this point, you can find the story here. If you are here from the main story, you can find the next chapter here.)
> A Comforting Touch
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It Takes Three to Tango


        A Comforting Touch

        Rarity and Rainbow Dash lay together on the latter’s bed, neither feeling the need to speak. Outside, the sun crawled ever closer to the horizon, bathing the room in a warm orange glow. Rarity glanced around the bedroom from her position laying on her wife’s chest. The walls were adorned with numerous Wonderbolts posters and weather charts, although the charts were all dated from several months ago. The mare below her noticed her restless movement and gave her a quick squeeze.

        “Looking for something, Rares?” Dash asked, leaning down to give her lover a quick peck on the forehead.

        “Hmm? Mmm.” Rarity’s response lost it’s questioning tone as she shivered after the light kiss. It took her a moment to remember that the other mare had asked her a question. “Oh, no. I was merely... exploring.” She rolled over, snuggling up to the pegasus and sighing as a comforting cyan hoof wrapped itself around her middle. “I’ve never actually been up to your house, yet it’s exactly what I expected it to be.” She found more posters on the far wall and a pile of dirty flight suits and goggles in the corner.

        “Well, duh.” Rainbow leaned forward, resting her chin her the unicorn’s shoulder.

        “I beg your pardon?” Rarity turned her head just in time to see the other mare roll her eyes.

        “You just said you’ve never been here, and all of this is happening in that adorable little noggin of yours.” Dash paused to plant a kiss on her wife’s cheek. “So, it’s only natural that somewhere you’ve never been looks the way you imagine it would in your head.”

        “Oh.” Rarity paused as the reality of the situation came back to her. “Oh, of course...” She mumbled, her gaze falling to stare at her hooves. I had almost forgotten. This is just... so nice. She was pulled out of her thoughts by a nuzzle from the pegasus behind her.

        “Hey. Sorry about that.” Rainbow muttered, her voice muffled by her lover’s hair.

        “About what, darling?” The unicorn rolled back over to face her wife, wrapping a foreleg around her and pulling her closer. “You did nothing wrong.”

        “Yeah, I did.” Dash extended a wing, wrapping it around the other mare. Her normal confident smile was replaced by a downcast one. “I made you sad.”

        “How did-” Rarity’s words were silenced by a kiss.

        “I’m from up there too, Rares.” Rainbow punctuated her statement by tapping her wife on the nose. “I know everything you know.”

        “Oh, right.” Rarity absently stroked the wing draped over her, marveling at the feel of each individual feather. An errant thought tugged at the corner of her psyche, but Dash moved before she could even voice the question forming in her mind. A gentle kiss against her neck turned whatever words had been forming into a contented sigh. “Mmm... I think I could get used to this.”

        “Used to what, exactly?” Dash asked before planting another kiss on the swath of silken fur before her.

        “You being so... attentive.” Rarity shivered as the kisses started moving along her neck, leaving small wet patches that chilled in the open air. She ran a hoof along the leading edge of the wing laying across her, smiling as its owner let out her own sigh of pleasure.

        “Believe me, I think I-” Rainbow paused to lay down another kiss, slowly working her way up toward the unicorn’s muzzle. “-could get used to it too.” She made her way up the unicorn’s jawline, inching ever closer to her lips. She stopped just before reaching them, drawing a disappointed whine from her lover, but she trailed a hoof along the alabaster mare’s side and turned the whine into a moan. The pegasus began moving back along her lover’s muzzle, angling up toward her horn.

        Rarity bit her lip, not wanting to say anything and risk spoiling the moment. Not the horn, love. I’m not quite... ready for that, yet. On cue, her wife changed course, headed for her ears instead. I’ve never understood the fascination with ears. She stifled a giggle as the edge of Rainbow’s mane tickled her ears, causing them to flick back and forth. Though, I shan’t knock it until I’ve tried it, as it were. She tried to keep from squirming as the trail of kisses rose ever higher, leading to more of her lover’s mane brushing her ear. After several excruciating seconds, the other mare reached her ear, but then stopped.

        “You know, I don’t even really need to read your mind.” Dash whispered, grinning as her wife shuddered. “You do that cute little lip bite whenever you don’t like something, but you don’t want to say anything about it.” She leaned forward and kissed the ear in front of her, giggling as it flicked around and tickled her nose. “But... you could speak up and tell me what you do want. Unless you want me to occupy you with some kisses, of course. That would be fun, too.” She nipped her wife’s ear playfully, then moved back down to look her in the eye. “So? What’s it gonna be?”

        Rarity opened her mouth to respond, but immediately lost herself in the other mare’s magenta eyes and the words dried up in her throat. In those eyes, she saw boundless depths of unconditional love, but there was something else. Just beneath the surface was a smoldering desire that she found contagious. She decided to forgo words and leaned forward, closing the final distance between them and pressing their lips together.

        Rainbow pushed forward into the kiss hungrily, forcing the unicorn to roll onto her back and allowing Dash to climb on top of her. Rarity tried to keep pace with her wife, but quickly found herself being enveloped in a flurry of rapid-fire kisses that peppered her mouth and the surrounding area. Her lover once again started to trail pecks down her muzzle toward her neck, so she contented herself with laying back and enjoying the attention. She reached up and ran a hoof through the other mare’s mane, squirming on the bed as an occasional nip was mixed in with the kisses moving down her neck.

        Dash paused for a moment, nuzzling into the expanse of white fur below her. She felt her wife’s tail twitching underneath her and entwined it with her own. She resumed kissing a path down the alabaster neck before her, but she glanced up and noticed her lover’s eyes were closed. Grinning playfully, she slowly unfurled her wings, taking care not to make any noise by ruffling her feathers. She gave a slow, languid lick down the unicorn’s collarbone, drawing a low moan from her. Rainbow moved back up slightly as her wingtips settled just above the other mare’s sides. She brought both wings down, dragging the primaries across her wife’s ribs, and paired them with a slightly more forceful nibble.

        Rarity inhaled sharply. The twin sensations battled for supremacy, sending bolts of pleasure racing through her body before settling in her haunches, where a warm knot of tension was slowly forming in response to her paramour’s ministrations. Her tail tried to fidget back and forth, but it was tied up in her partner’s chromatic one, so the attempts only tugged at her hindquarters. She opened her mouth to speak, but the feather strokes returned and danced along her sides, tracing delightfully erratic patterns across her ribs. Any thought that had been forming in her mind dissolved amidst a surge of ecstasy, leaving only a satisfied moan to escape her lips.

        She reached down and gently pulled her wife back up to eye level, wrapping a foreleg around her and bringing her in for a kiss. Dash was more than happy to oblige, darting her tongue between her lover’s lips. The unicorn fought back, running a hoof through Rainbow’s wing in an effort to distract her. The cyan mare moved the other wing lower, brushing it across her partner’s stomach. Their make-out session was interrupted as Rarity pulled away, trying in vain to stifle a round of giggles.

        “What are you-” She stopped to let out one last chuckle. “-doing, love? She covered her stomach with a foreleg as the tittering laughter faded. “I’m a little ticklish there.”

        “Oh, really?” Rainbow gave a predatory grin. “I think I’ll have to investigate this further.” She slid downward, nuzzling along her partner’s chest and forcing the protective hoof out of the way. She brushed her snout across the swath of fur and began planting kisses.

        “No no no-oooo.” Rarity’s protests turned into a contented sigh as she let her wife continue to lavish her with attention. “Mmm... that feels wonderful, darling.”

        Dash paused in her task to look up, smiling impishly. “You think this is good? We haven’t even gotten started yet.”

        She resumed her trek downward, endeavoring to cover every inch of her wife with kisses. Her wings dipped lower, trailing them up the alabaster thighs trapped beneath her and rewarding her with a shuddering moan from her lover. Inching ever lower, her lips brushed over the other mare’s nipples, and she laid a long lick across them. She took a moment to inhale deeply, picking up the smell of her wife’s arousal drifting up to her. “Getting a little excited, are we?” She punctuated her question by brushing a wingtip across the unicorn’s heated marehood.

        Rarity grabbed at the cloud bed with a hoof as the stroke sent a wave of delight through her body so strong that she involuntarily squeezed her wife’s shoulders between her thighs. As it faded, she glanced down just in time to see the pegasus extend her tongue to the feather and lap the moisture from it, causing her already hammering pulse to spike even higher. “Well, you do tend to have that effect on me, love.”

        Rainbow simpered back up at the unicorn. “The feeling’s mutual, trust me.” She locked eyes with her partner and flicked her wings across the other mare’s nethers, making sure to skirt around her lower lips. Dash leaned down and resumed kissing her lover’s stomach, making sure to pay attention to her rapidly stiffening nipples.

        Rarity closed her eyes, focusing on the sensations dancing across her skin and winding the tension in her core ever tighter. The feathers between her legs flitted about, darting in toward the center of her excitement, but pulling away before any contact could be made. A drop of moisture dripped from her labia and splashed on her tail. She tried to move her hips around, to make the connection she desperately wanted. “Please, love.” She begged through chewing on her lip. The feathers disappeared, only heightening her frustration.

        “Well...” She could hear the smile that undoubtedly graced Rainbow’s face. “Since you asked so nicely.” She barely had time to prepare herself before the assault on her sex began.

        Dash dove into the treasure splayed before her, lapping at the pooling moisture before it fell, forever lost in the voluminous tail twitching across the bed. She trailed slow, languid licks along the delicate opening, savoring the exquisite flavors of her lover as they played across her tongue. The unicorn shuddered under the onslaught, arching her back off of the bed and working her mouth in a futile attempt to voice her immense satisfaction. Eventually, she managed a low, throaty moan that didn’t do justice to the waves of ecstasy surging through her body. Rainbow pushed further, snaking her tongue between the damp pink folds and exploring her wife’s inner walls. Her efforts were rewarded with a gasp and another moan, longer than the last one.

        Rarity was overwhelmed by a sea of bliss, and she hoped that it would never end, even as her partner drove her ever closer to the peak. She pawed frantically at the cloud surface of the bed, searching for some purchase she could hold onto. After a time, though not nearly long enough in her opinion, her lover slowly made her way up, searching for that sensitive button at the top of her swollen marehood. When she found it, she gave it a cursory flick with her tongue that shot an unbearably intense bolt of pleasure through the unicorn and drew a high-pitched squeal from her.

        The alabaster mare lost all ability for coherent thought as her wife redoubled her efforts, now focusing them on the small nub. Rainbow ran the length of her tongue along it in one smooth motion, reveling in the paroxysms of pleasure that wracked her partner’s graceful frame. She could tell the other mare was getting close as her breathing grew shorter and more ragged. Dash teased her wife ever closer to release, but slowed down just before the peak. After one particularly close flirtation with the edge, she stopped altogether.

        “Please, darling.” Rarity pleaded, bucking her hips against the now empty air. “Don’t stop.”

        Rainbow dipped lower, tracing her tongue along her lover’s lower lips before branching out and planting kisses down her thighs. She ignored the frustrated groan from above and continued her work, moving between her partner’s thighs and covering them with kisses while mixing in the occasional nip. After a few moments, she felt a hoof tangle itself in her mane and try to subtly guide her back toward the other mare’s neglected sex.

        “Please, love.” Rarity begged, adding an insistent tug to her words. “Just- ah!” She was interrupted by a particularly forceful nip on her leg. “Just keep going.”

        “I will.” Dash conceded momentarily. “In a bit.” She darted forward to catch a drop of her partner’s arousal before it fell from her nethers. She took advantage of her new position to bring her wings back into play, trailing them up her wife’s hind legs. Another disgruntled whine floated down, so she traced a slow lick along the dripping folds before her and smiled as the whine morphed into a drawn-out moan. “Rares, you know you like a little teasing, and so do I.”

        “Normally, yes.” Rarity reached down and pulled her wife back up to look her in the eye. “However, right now I want you to make lo-” A ravenous glint flashed in her eye and she broke out in a coquettish grin. “Actually, scratch that. I need you to ravish me. Now.” She leaned in for a quick kiss, plunging her tongue into the cyan mare’s mouth for a moment before laying down on the bed again.

        She looked down just in time to see Dash give that devilish grin that she had fallen in love with. “Well, if you say so.” The literal mare of her dreams shifted slightly, and a soft presence pressed at her marehood for a moment before sliding just inside her parted lips. sending a jolt of light, almost ticklish, euphoria arcing through her body.

        Rainbow thrust her wing forward and slid smoothly inside, her feathers having been coated in Rarity’s juices during their foreplay. She slowly worked her wingtip in and out of her lover’s slit, reveling in every shudder and gasp that her skillful ministrations brought forth. She redoubled her efforts, leaning forward and attacking the unicorn’s clitoris with her tongue. She struck it with a series of lightning-fast licks, and then wrapped her lips around it, sucking on it gently.

        Rarity’s eyes rolled back in her head and every muscle in her body tensed. Her mouth worked open and closed, but no sound came out. Whereas before she had been steadily approaching her peak, now she was barreling toward it as rapidly as the prismatic pegasus between her legs could get her there. She ran a hoof through her wife’s mane and pulled, pressing Dash’s muzzle harder against her aching sex and grinding her hips.

        She let loose a feral cry as the first wave of her orgasm crashed over her, causing the world to explode in bursts of chromatic light. Her muscles spasmed, pulling her hind legs up before Rainbow grabbed onto them and held them in place to continue her work. Rarity writhed on the bed as her inner walls clenched at the feathers brushing along them. Wave after wave of delirious bliss washed over her, each one reinforced by Dash’s unrelenting efforts.

        The world slowly came back into focus, though whether it took seconds or hours Rarity didn’t know. A sheen of sweat matted her coat and stung her eyes, forcing her to close them and wipe a forehoof across her face. The cloud-mattress shifted as her wife climbed back up the bed, laying down and snuggling up to her. She looked down to see the other mare smiling back up at her smugly.

        “Enjoy yourself?” Rainbow asked, licking her lips.

        “I... You... My...” Rarity sputtered incoherently for a few moments before deciding to forgo words and leaning down to give her lover a passionate kiss. She only pulled away when her lungs started to burn and remind her she needed to breathe. She lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling while her mind treated her to a replay of recent events. “That was... was... Goodness, I don’t even know what to say.”

        “Yeah, I tend to have that effect on ponies.” Dash examined a hoof disinterestedly for a few seconds before snickering and burying her face in the unicorn’s chest. They laid there for a time, content to bask in the slowly fading sunlight as Celestia’s orb made its final descent below the horizon outside. The stars had just begun to twinkle into existence when Rainbow stirred, rolling onto her stomach and reaching up to stroke her wife’s cheek.

        Rarity smiled and gazed into her lover’s eyes, seeing a pure and unconditional love in them that was every bit as warm as their coats pressed against one another. Her mind wandered, contemplating whether it might have been preferable for this existence to be the real world rather than the reality she wanted so desperately to escape. Fluttershy wouldn’t choose either of us for fear of hurting the other, and Rainbow won’t give me a chance. Do I even have a place there anymore?

        “Don’t do that!” Dash snapped, rising up on an elbow and frowning.

        The unicorn winced, knowing she had been caught, but resolved to play innocent. “Don’t what, darling?” She tried to pull the other mare back down to the bed.

        “You know darn well what.” Rainbow shot back, pushing herself up. “Sweetie Belle would miss you, and so would your parents. You can’t just run and dream your life away. It’s not fair to everyone who depends on you.” She slumped down, and her voice softened. “I know it hurts, and I wish there was something I could do to make it better. You still have your friends, your family, and your life to go back to.”

        Rarity pouted. “You know, it’s very difficult to have a good sulk around you.” She couldn’t help but smile as Dash stuck her tongue out playfully, but her mood quickly soured again as she thought about returning to the real world. “I suppose you’re right. It would hardly behoove a lady such as myself to run from her problems. Besides, Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash need to see that I am happy for them, not that their being together is hurting me.” Despite her words, a stab of regret, tinged with a hint of jealousy, pierced her chest at the thought of her friends.

        No. Don’t think that. She immediately rebuked herself. Your happiness isn’t worth more than theirs. They have every right to be happy, and now they can. Now that you’re... out of the way. Tears welled unbidden in her eyes, and she tried futilely to wipe them away. Wings enveloped her in a tight hug.

        “Shh... It’s okay.” Dash stroked her wife’s mane as she tried to calm her. “You can be sad. Hay, I’d be surprised if you weren’t. The trick is that you can’t let it win. You have to be better than it. Stronger than it.” She pulled back and lifted the unicorn’s chin. “You’re too awesome to let something like this get you down.”

        Rarity sniffed and wiped the residual tears from her eyes. “You... you really think I’m awesome?”

        “Well, yeah.” Dash flashed one of her characteristic smiles. “You’d have to be to score a mare like me, don’tcha think?”

        The alabaster mare rolled her eyes. “You’re incorrigible, love.” She wiggled out of the embrace and hopped down to the floor, stretching the stiffness from her legs. “Though, you are right, I suppose. I should be heading home.” She looked around the room for a moment. “Um... How do I get home, exactly?”

        Rainbow jumped down from the bed and walked over to stand next to her wife. “You could always try falling. That usually works... for non-pegasi anyway. You fall, and then you wake up right before you hit the ground.”

        “And how would you suggest I do that, hmm?” Rarity arched an eyebrow and gestured toward the window. “Do you propose I simply leap from the balcony?”

        “You could.” Dash shrugged. “But if you’re chicken, we could just do this.” Without warning, she spun around and stomped the floor with her hind legs, knocking a large hole in it directly underneath the other mare.

        Rarity’s eyes bulged for an instant before gravity overtook her and pulled her through the hole in the floor. She screamed on her way down, flailing her legs wildly as the wind whipped at her mane and tail. She dared to look down and saw the hard, unforgiving ground rushing up to meet her. She squeezed her eyes shut and let loose one final terrified scream.


*


        Rarity was falling.

        Dash could see it in her terrified expression. Despite the fact that she was now speeding after her with every bit of thrust her wings could manage, she wasn’t getting any closer. She could feel the strain all around her, the air before her was trying to hold her back. A familiar white cone formed before her, elongating and closing in on her ever tighter. The pressure built until it felt like it would crush her, but her hooves inched ever closer to it. All she had to do was reach it and the barrier would break. She knew she could do it, she had done it before, after all.

        Actually, yeah. I have done this before... huh. She brushed the feeling off. She had a unicorn and some Wonderbolts to save. Her hooves touched the cone of compressed air and it parted, falling away with a resounding boom as she breached the sound barrier. A cocky grin crossed her face as she closed in on a familiar orange mane. Easy peasy. First Spitfire. She pulled the Wonderbolts’ leader onto her back. Then Soarin’. She grabbed the stallion as she sped past him. Finally, Misty Fly. The last stunt flier settled onto Rainbow’s back and she looked ahead. Just one more to go. Her smile faded. Something was horribly wrong.

        She was still too far away. I should be closer by now. She quickly glanced between the ground and the falling unicorn. I’m still at least thirty feet away... should be less than five. A wave of fear washed over her as she tried to will herself to go faster, inching slowly closer. Her lungs ached, her muscles burned, and she let loose a feral scream. The world ceased to exist outside of her friend and the ground that was seconds away from obliterating her. No. I’ll save her. I have to.

        Rarity looked up at her, smiling sadly as tears were pulled away from her eyes. She spoke, and somehow Dash heard her whisper over the roar of the wind. “J- Just promise me you will love her enough for both of us, won’t you?”

        Dash yelled back, but the wind tore her voice away. No! I can’t let her down! I won’t!

        “Rarity!” Rainbow screamed, bolting upright. She was covered in a cold sweat and her heart hammered in her chest. She looked around frantically, confusion replacing her panic as she realized she was sitting on a cloud. She remembered laying down to take a quick nap after leaving Carousel Boutique. That memory started a train of thought that she had tried to escape by napping. She flopped back down on the cloud, letting out an exasperated sigh and replaying her conversation with Rarity in her head yet again.

        Were is not for Fluttershy, could you have loved me? Did we ever have a chance?

        Dash pulled a bit of cloud off in her hooves and toyed with it absently. What did she mean? She grunted in frustration and squashed the bit of cloud she was playing with, a more pressing concern rising in her mind. Why the hay did she kiss me? The scene replayed in her head. Rarity leaned in and kissed her on the cheek, whispering softly before she pulled away.

        I am so sorry, my love.

        Rainbow slammed a hoof on the cloud below her, knocking a portion of it off to float away. Why did she call me that? Question after question flew through her mind, but she didn’t have any answers. When did this get so... complicated? She shut her eyes and draped a foreleg over them. A vision of Rarity falling at the end of her dream swam behind her eyes, but something tugged at the back of Dash’s mind. She had seen that same sad, resigned look before. She spent a few minutes pondering the situation before the answer leapt to the front of her mind.

        It was the same look Rarity had given her right before she left the Boutique.

        She looked like she wants to say something... important. Why didn’t she? What was it? She looks like I let her down somehow. But, I’m Rainbow Dash. I don’t know how to let ponies down. All of the deep, thought-provoking questions were giving Dash a headache. She kicked the cloud she was laying on with a hind leg, hitting it hard enough to destroy it. She fell through the air, savoring the wind whipping through her mane for a few seconds before rolling over and flaring her wings. She banked into a glide, angling for Fluttershy’s cottage.

        She shook her head in irritation, dropping lower as she neared the cottage. That can't be right. I'm just feeling guilty. I mean... if Shy hadn't picked me I might try what Rares did myself. She alighted on Fluttershy's doorstep. That's all it was, stupid conscience. Rare's gonna be fine, she said so herself! Right now though... She looked nervously at the door. Right now, I need to get some things straight with Shy. After that, maybe we can both sit down and lay out some ground rules with Rares. I may not want to date her, but I still want us to be close friends. She smiled happily. Yeah, that's what we should do! She nodded, satisfied. Hey, I'm pretty good at this intro... interspec... um... self-talking-to thing! Yeah!


*


        Rarity jerked awake in her bed, gasping for breath and feeling her heart race in her chest. Looking around frantically, it took a few seconds for her to realize she was safe in her bedroom and not, in fact, plummeting to her death. She stared at the ceiling and waited for her heart rate to return to normal.

        “Very funny, Rainbow Dash.” She grumbled, though she couldn’t keep a slight smile from her face. Rolling over, she glanced out the window and saw the sun moving inexorably toward the horizon. Oh, dear. What time is it? She grabbed her alarm clock from the nightstand. Seven thirty? I slept for almost seven hours? She dropped the clock onto the bed and pressed a hoof to her forehead. Looks like I’ll be burning the midnight oil tonight, as it were.

        She got out of bed and began compiling a list of projects that could occupy her time. Her gaze fell on the door to the bathroom and she remembered the nearly empty bottle of sleeping pills in the medicine cabinet. Hmm... I should probably get those refilled before the pharmacy closes. She trotted out of the bedroom and down the stairs. As she entered the show room, an errant thought ran through her head. Oh Celestia, I forgot to close the store! She looked around the empty room and broke into a canter over to the door. She stopped in the entryway as she saw the sign in the door had been flipped to ‘Closed’, though the bolt was still unlocked.

        Odd... She grabbed a pair of saddlebags with her magic and pulled the door open, walking through it and flicking the lock shut before trotting toward the road. She passed Sugarcube Corner, but for once the bakery was dark and quiet. A few delectable aromas lingered in the air, but they were easily carried away by a slight breeze in the air. Her stomach growled as the wind died down and she caught a whiff of one baked good or another. She picked up her pace, turning a corner and crossing the street to a small store with various plants in the window and a sign above the door reading simply ‘Pill Pusher’s Pharmacy’.

        Rarity pushed the door open, causing a bell above the door to jingle, and she stepped into the store. Numerous small lanterns hanging from the ceiling lit the room, revealing shelves packed with flowering plants, bottles of various colored liquids, and even a few small stones and crystals. The alabaster mare weaved around a display with a vial of bright green liquid that claimed to cure the Cutie Pox and stepped up to the counter at the back of the store.

        “Good evening, miss. What can I do for you?” The stallion behind the counter asked. He was a slender unicorn with a muted green coat and a white mane streaked with several stripes of amber. The cutie mark on his flank was a white mortar and pestle.

        “Oh, good evening.” Rarity looked him up and down. “I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure of making your acquaintance, mister...?”

        “Red Filler, but please, call me Refill.” Refill gave a short bow. “Mr. Pusher is on vacation this week, so he hired me to watch over things while he’s gone. Now, what can I do for you, miss...?”

        “Rarity.” Rarity replied, dipping into a light curtsey. She glanced down at the pharmacist’s coat and bit her lip, trying to silence the question bubbling up in her mind by sheer force of will. After several seconds of deliberation, her curiosity finally got the better of her.

        “I’m sorry. I know it’s dreadfully rude of me to ask, but I simply must.” She gestured in his direction with a hoof. “Red?”

        “Yes.” Refill chuckled, turning and looking down at his leaf-green coat. “Don’t worry, I get that all the time. You see, my father was out of town on business when I was born, and my mother is colorblind. She can’t distinguish red from green, and she thought I was red when I was born, so that’s what she named me. If nothing else, it makes for an interesting story.” He finished with a shrug.

        “Indeed it does.” She agreed, taking a moment to giggle at the notion before remembering her reason for visiting the pharmacy. “Anyway, I have a prescription for some sleeping pills, and I’m running out. Could you be a dear and refill it for me?” She pulled open her saddlebag with a pulse of magic and levitated a small scroll out of it, dropping it on the counter in front of the stallion.

        “Let’s see what we’ve got here.” Refill picked up the scroll in an aura of light green telekinesis and unrolled it. He scanned down the parchment for a few seconds, nodding to himself. “Nighty-night Sleeping Pills, simple enough.” He leaned down, rummaging around under the counter for a bit before coming back up with a small orange bottle floating next to him. “Here we are. That’ll be five bits.”

        “Thank you very much, Mr. Filler.” Rarity floated the appropriate amount of coins from her saddlebags and dropped them onto the counter. “I appreciate you helping me at such a late hour.”

        “It was my pleasure, Miss Rarity.” Refill pulled the bits across the wood, dropping them into a bag below the table. “Again, call me Refill, please.” He added, waving as the alabaster mare trotted out the door and into the night.


> Dressed for Success
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Author's Note/Warning: This chapter contains some futaDash (i.e. Rainbow Dash, but with a penis) toward the end, so if that's not your cup of tea, I'd skip the second sex scene... Yes, there are two. The first one is fine, completely penis-free. Anyway, enjoy.


It Takes Three to Tango


        Dressed for Success

        Rarity awoke slowly, taking time to stretch each of her legs before she even considered getting out of bed. She cracked an eye open and saw the sun peeking around her new blackout curtains. She sighed and rolled onto her back, staring at the ceiling and sighing. I never feel as rested as I should after a good nap. Her thoughts flashed back to her most recent dream, bringing a smile and a blush to her face. Then again, I suppose I haven’t been having the most peaceful of dreams lately.

        She rolled back over onto her stomach again, running a hoof along her silk sheets while her smile quickly vanished. Though, a change of scenery would be nice. While the privacy of her bedroom is appreciated for our... occasional amorous activities, it would be nice to have a walk through a forest or beside a lake for the times we simply talk. Finally resigning herself to getting up, Rarity moved to the edge of the bed and hopped down onto the floor. She trudged into her bathroom and grabbed her favorite brush, floating it up to straighten her bedraggled mane.

        If only there was somepony whom I could ask about this. She smirked as the obvious answer sprung to mind. Well, somepony other than Princess Luna. Another rush of color spread across her face as she thought about the lunar princess’ reaction if she ever saw one of her more risqué dreams. However, talking to her couldn’t hurt. Who better than the mare responsible for overseeing the dreams of everypony in Equestria? Her brush froze in mid-air as a thought occurred to her.

It may prove... challenging... to speak with Princess Luna, though. She tapped the brush against her chin, running through what would need to be done. I’d have to go to Canterlot, obviously. Hope that she’s not too busy and that I don’t have to wait too long to meet with her, although it could be several days. After all, it’s not like I can just show up and expect her to drop everything to see me. I’m no Twilight.

Twilight...

She continued her preparatory rituals, deftly applying a touch of eye shadow as she considered the living repository of knowledge that lived down the street. Hmm... I wonder if Twilight could tell me anything about this. I wouldn’t be surprised, given how much she reads. Although, it is a rather niché subject. Twilight might not have a book in stock even if she’s familiar with the subject. At the very least, I could ask for her help in getting permission to check the Royal Archives. Shaking her head, she hopped off of that particular train of thought. Don’t get ahead of yourself, Rarity. The first item on the list is paying Twilight a visit. Satisfied that she now had a plan of action, she finished getting ready, wishing that there were some sounds to break up the oppressive silence of her home other than the brush running through her mane.

        Once she had finished making herself presentable, she made her way downstairs and trotted over to the door. Before she could open it, however, a knock came from the other side, followed shortly by an overly cheerful voice.

        “Hi Rarity!” Pinkie Pie leaned forward, peering through the window and waving. The unicorn questioned her friend’s impeccable timing, but ultimately resorted to the commonly accepted explanation of ‘It’s Pinkie Pie’ and moved on. She took a deep breath and let it out in a heavy sigh before putting on her best smile.

        “Pinkie, dear. What a pleasant surprise.” Rarity greeted the pink pony as she pulled the door open. “I’m sorry, but the Boutique is closed at the moment. What brings you here?”

        “Oh, well I just realized that I hadn’t seen you the last two days.” Pinkie sat down, freeing her front hooves to perform elaborate motions alongside her words. “I figured that you were just working super duper hard, like the time you made all of us dresses for the Grand Galloping Gala. Then I was afraid that maybe you thought we had all forgotten about you and didn’t want to be friends anymore, and that you were having a party with a bunch of inanimate objects. But then, I remembered that only I do that and mmph mmn mphmmm—” The rest of her words were cut off by a white hoof pressed against her mouth.

        “I know, dear, and I’m terribly sorry. I’ve just been so busy lately.” She turned her smile up a notch and hoped it would be enough to satisfy her friend. “I’ve been working nearly day and night on a rush order from Fancypants up in Canterlot.”

        “Canterlot?” Pinkie broke out into a grin that threatened to split her face in half. “Oh my gosh, that’s so super duper exciting! You know what this calls for?” She ducked down, gathering herself for a jump.

        “Please not a party, darling.” Rarity lifted a hoof to her mouth to cover a yawn. “I’m afraid that I am simply too exhausted for one today.”

        “A par—” Pinkie stopped in mid-jump, as did the explosion of confetti that had spawned behind her. She zipped back to the ground, and the colorful bits of paper inexplicably returned to wherever they had exploded from in the first place. Rarity’s eye twitched before she regained her composure enough to reassert her expression of polite patience that she normally affected around Pinkie.

“Okie doki loki. We can have the party tomorrow.” The party pony smiled broadly.

        Rarity winced, knowing that any Pinkie Pie party would invariably include Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash as guests. “Tomorrow may not be ideal either. I’m sorry.” She watched as the other mare visibly deflated. “How about this, dear? You can have the party, and I simply won’t be able to attend.”

        “Aww... it won’t be a very fun party without the guest of honor.” Pinkie poked at the dirt with a hoof for a moment, then looked up and smiled. “But, if you’re too busy, we’ll just have to have extra fun to make up for it. Maybe I can even bring you a piece of cake. That way you won’t be totally missing out.”

        “That sounds lovely, darling. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to make a run over to the library.” The unicorn moved to walk past her friend, only to have the pink party pony turn and begin bouncing alongside her.

        “Ooh, me too!” Pinkie chirped, rebounding back to her normal exuberace. “I just finished a super interesting book and I know that Twilight wanted it back because it was on loan from the Royal Canterlot Library. It was about—”

        Rarity rolled her eyes and tuned the other mare out as they walked, finding herself in no mood to deal with Pinkie’s proclivity to prattle on. She looked around and let her mind wander, subconsciously searching for inspiration for a new design. She spotted a pastel purple flower growing in a roadside garden. Instantly, her mind was off, crafting a flowing dress that hugged its wearer’s curves without being overly suggestive or revealing. Oh, it would look absolutely perfect on Flutter— The thought died in her head, and the dress she had been planning unraveled. A wave of pain and sorrow washed over her, but she carefully kept her expression neutral and kept walking.

        “—just then I remembered that I had put the cake batter in the confetti cannons and the confetti in the cake oven, again, but it was too late to do anything. It was a mess, a big, tasty mess.” Pinkie’s endless chatter finally died down as the pair reached the library. She reached out to knock, but the door simply fell open as her hoof hit it, sending a bell above it ringing.

        Rarity stepped through the doorway first, her brow furrowed. Odd. The library door never had a bell in the past. Nor did it have a... rather large pile of cushions where the table used to be. 

        “Good afternoon, how can I— Oh, hello, Pinkie, Rarity.” Twilight was seated in the middle of the mountain of pillows and looked up from the book she was reading, closing it with a  thump. “What can I do for you girls, today?”

        “Twilight?” The alabaster mare raised an eyebrow and looked over the heap of cushions, grimacing internally at the clashing colors scattered throughout. “My dear, what is all of... this?” She waved a hoof at the librarian’s throne of pillows.

        The lavender unicorn chuckled and smiled sheepishly. “Well, I kind of fell and injured my leg yesterday—” She lifted her foreleg from a cushion, revealing it to be wrapped in a cast. “—Nurse Redheart put me on bedrest for the next three days—”

“And you came trudging down the steps less than an hour after she left.” Spike grumbled as he walked by.

“I did not!” Twilight replied, rolling her eyes. “It was an hour and a half, and I had you there to help me every step of the way. Plus, I’m plenty comfy down here thanks to the throne of pillows that someone built for me. For the last time, Spike, I’m fine.” Her assistant mumbled something unintelligible and disappeared behind a large stack of books. “Anyway, I was going stir-crazy being cooped up in there and Spike kept coming back upstairs needing help to find books for customers—”

        “I only did that once!” The baby dragon’s irritated voice drifted out from behind the books.

“But... how?” Rarity craned her neck up to try and see her friend’s injured leg among the pile of pillows. “Whatever happened to your leg, dear?”

Twilight winced, looking down at her leg and then off to the side. “I’d... rather not talk about it right now.” She reasserted her professional demeanor. “So, how can I help you two today?”

        “I just came by to return a book I borrowed.” Pinkie pulled a thick, black, leather-bound book from her mane and dropped it onto the base of the mountain. Twilight leaned forward, squinting to try and read the title of the book.

        “You had my copy of Deep Thinker’s Theoretical Metaphysics?” The librarian pressed her good hoof between her eyes. “Why would you even— No. I don’t even want to know.” She let out a sigh and looked to her other visitor. “What about you, Rarity?”

        The fashionista had been too busy staring at the tome Pinkie had pulled from her mane to think about why she had come to the library in the first place. Twilight’s question snapped her back to reality. “Hmm? Oh, yes. I was just wondering if...” She trailed off, belatedly realizing that she hadn’t thought of a good way to phrase her request. “I was curious if you knew anything about... dreams.”

        “Yes?” The lavender mare cocked her head to the side and ran a hoof through her mane. “Was there a... specific aspect of dreams you wanted to know about?”

        “Well, yes... though I’m not quite sure how to put it.” Rarity pursed her lips thoughtfully for a moment before continuing. “What do you know about dream manipulation?”

        Twilight stared at her in confusion for a few moments before realization dawned on her face. “Oh, you mean lucid dreaming. There’s actually been a good amount of research done on it. It’s not quite dreamwalking, but nopony other than Princess Luna has had that ability in millenia, if ever. Most of the historical records from back then aren’t as... detailed or as trustworthy as more recent works, so it’s—” She stopped mid-sentence and shook her head.

“Sorry.” Tapping her uninjured hoof to her chin, she looked around the library while she ran through a mental list of all the books there, chewing on her lip as she did. “Hmm... I don’t think the library has anything on lucid dreaming.” She shot a furtive glance up to her bedroom door, then down at Rarity, who looked crestfallen. “Although... Spike!”

        “Yeah?” The baby dragon poked his head out from behind his stack of books, which was noticeably smaller.

        “Can you get my copy of Nighty Night’s Dream Mechanics and Machinations from my personal collection?” Twilight asked, motioning up to her bedroom with a nod of her head. “Oh, and could you put my copy of Theoretical Metaphysics back while you’re at it?”

        “Sure thing. It’s not like I was in the middle of re-shelving those books you asked me to or anything.” Spike grumbled to himself and waddled over to grab the book Pinkie had returned before trudging up the staircase. The scrabbling of his claws on the wooden floor faded, stopped for a moment, then grew louder again as he reemerged from the doorway with another book, this one bound in brown leather. He hopped down the stairs and handed it to the white unicorn, sneaking an extra glance at her while she was examining the book.

        “I had no idea there was... this much on the subject.” Rarity held the tome in her magical grasp and turned it over.

        “Oh, that’s nothing.” Twilight responded, waving a hoof dismissively. “Nighty Night’s works are the gold standard on the subject of lucid dreaming, but there are all kinds of more advanced and in-depth studies on it. Princess Luna has even authored a good number of books about dreams. They’re mainly about how to prevent nightmares, but from there it’s fairly easy to move to actively changing a dream in progress.”

        “Well, thank you for the book, darling. I’ll be sure to bring it back as soon as I’m done.” Rarity looked up, laying her borrowed text on her back. “Though, if you don’t mind me asking, why did you need to ask Spike to get it? Wouldn’t it have been easier to use your magic?”

        The librarian winced again and brought a hoof up to her head. “Usually yes, but part of why I’m... like this.” She used her hoof to pull back her mane, revealing a hairline fracture a few inches from the base of her horn. “I hurt my horn when I miscalculated a teleportation spell and slammed into a tree. I can’t do any magic until it heals.” She smiled a bit and let her mane fall. “Well, I can do magic, but it hurts and I do my best Sweetie Belle impression, setting anything I grasp on fire.”

“Oh, dear.” Rarity shivered at the thought of being unable to do magic. “So, how long will you have have to do this? When will you be up and about again?”

        “I have to head to the hospital the day after tomorrow to get my leg looked at. As for my horn, it’ll probably be seven to ten days until it heals.” Twilight replied, shrugging. “In the meantime... I’ve been catching up on my reading.”

        “Oh yes, because you did so little of that before.” Rarity countered playfully. The librarian stuck her tongue out for a moment before giggling. “Anyway, as I said, thank you for the book, but I really must be getting back to the boutique. Pinkie, I—” She turned to where the earth pony had been standing, but found only empty air. “Where’d she go?”

        “I... don’t know.” Twilight stared at the spot the party pony had stood moments ago. “She was standing right there just a—” The bell above the door sounded again as it closed, and Pinkie could be seen vibrating down the street. “Huh... maybe she felt a doozy coming?

        “Well, in any case, I believe I have some reading to do. Thank you again, darling.” The fashionista trotted out the door and pulled it shut behind her, sending the new bell tinkling. She lifted the book from her back and flipped it open to the first page, skimming it as she walked home. Well, it looks like I have some homework for tonight. She flipped through the whole book rapidly, grimacing slightly as she saw nothing but page after page of dense text, broken up only by headings and titles for new chapters. Though, it’s nothing a nice glass of wine won’t help solve.

        Rarity arrived back at her home and ducked inside, locking the door again and slipping into the kitchen for a nice glass of marelot before heading upstairs. She pulled back the drapes on her windows and lay down to read her new book with a focus usually reserved for when inspiration struck, stopping only to light a pair of candles on her nightstand when the sun finally set. Several hours later, she laid the book on her nightstand next to a glass of water and her sleeping pills, then nestled down into her bed, letting the implications of what she had just read sink in.

I could do anything with this...

Anything...

A sly smile spread across her face. This night was going to be... how did Rainbow put it? At least twenty percent cooler.


*


        Rarity opened her eyes and saw the now familiar sight of the ceiling of Rainbow Dash’s room. She ran a hoof over the mattress, marveling at its plushness just as she did every time she visited her dreams. Her hoof travelled a short ways before meeting an obstacle that recoiled when she poked it.

        “Hey!” Rainbow’s voice sounded from beside her, barely contained giggles bubbling toward the surface. “Careful, that tickles.” The unicorn turned her head to see her wife lying next to her. She smiled for a moment before rolling over and hopping down onto the floor.

        “Rares?” Dash sat up, watching the other mare with a worried look. “What’re you...” The rest of her question died in her throat when Rarity turned and gave her a predatory grin.

        Rarity turned back to face the bed, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes. She focused, picturing what she wanted in her head as clearly as she could. She felt the floor under her hooves shift and change from cloud to polished marble. One last touch... She shifted her focus, almost afraid to open her eyes and see if it worked.

        “Oh, come on!” Rainbow’s outburst echoed slightly, but her agitation was clear. “You can’t possibly be—” She groaned, and a light clip clop echoing through the room suggested that she had started pacing. “Is this some kind of cruel joke?”

        Rarity opened her eyes and examined their new surroundings. They were in the suite of the Royal Palace that she had stayed in during the fiasco with Twilight’s birthday. She took a moment to admire the exquisite room before bringing her gaze to Rainbow. The pegasus was hiding on the other side of the bed and blushing fiercely. 

        “Of course not, love.” She began walking around the bed and over to the flustered mare, drinking in the luscious sight before her. Dash was dressed in a Prench maid outfit with a skirt that barely covered her flank, complete with a pair of black shoes for her hind legs.

        

        “But this... thing is too short.” Rainbow kept reaching up to pull the skirt down, but it would just snap back up to its original position every time.

        “I think it looks stunning, dear.” Rarity reached out and ran a hoof up the back of her lover’s leg, causing the other mare to squirm. Smiling to herself, she sauntered over to the bed and lay down on it. “Now, I think you’ll be needing this.” With a brief glow from her horn, she floated a feather duster over to her wife, who gave her a deadpan ‘are you serious?’ look. She merely smiled until Dash rolled her eyes and took the duster in her mouth, only to drop it as soon as the magical aura disappeared.

        “No offense, Rares—” Rainbow kicked at the duster, sending it clattering a few feet away. “—but it's bad enough that you've got me dressed like this, there's no way I'm gonn—Ah! Ooooh.” She yelped, but it quickly turned into a moan. Her knees gave out and she sank to the floor, biting her lip and curling in on herself as she felt something vibrating inside her. After a moment, she looked up at the bed, where her lover was smiling and holding a small device with a dial attached.

        “Now now, darling. You mustn't disobey, lest you be... punished.” Rarity turned the dial back to a lower setting and smirked as her wife got to her hooves unsteadily, panting slightly. “Oh, and I feel I should mention that your new outfit came with a... surprise. Now, I shall ask you only once: Please clean the room.”

        Dash licked her lips and gazed hungrily at the unicorn on the bed while the egg inside her continued to vibrate. She took one small shaky step forward, torn with indecision. Part of her had to admit that the idea was tantalizing. Just the thought that Rarity would be able to toy with her, and likely see her with the way the maid outfit pulled her tail up, while she cleaned the room sent a rush of excitement through her. However, a deeper and more primal part of her wanted to simply leap across the room and ravage the other mare.

        From her position lounging on the bed, Rarity watched as Dash picked up the duster and started sweeping it across the first shelf, licking her lips as she saw a drop of moisture fall from her lover’s nethers. She shifted on the bed, rubbing her hind legs together and teasing at her own growing arousal. Patience. She reprimanded herself. All good things to those who wait. She waited for a moment, allowing Rainbow to finish the first bookcase and step shakily over to the next one before twisting the dial in her hooves and watching her wife squirm.

        “Ah ah ah.” She waved a hoof in admonition before turning the dial back down, but leaving it slightly higher than it had been before. “You missed a spot. There, on the bottom shelf.” She lazily waved a hoof at the bookcase, affecting annoyance.

        Rainbow looked back at the bed, the primal urge to ravage her tormentor growing within her, but she turned back to the shelf and leaned down to brush the shelf again and felt a tugging at her tail. Looking back, she saw that Rarity had bundled and wrapped her tail in a strip of faux leather, propping it up so that her marehood was exposed. A shiver raced up her spine as a slight breeze crossed her lower lips. She glanced back at the unicorn, who merely waved her hoof in a sweeping motion, so she swung her head back and forth a few times over the bottom shelf, biting down on the duster's handle as a knot of tension wound itself ever tighter in her stomach. She looked over her shoulder at the bed for approval.

        “Much better, Miss Dash. Please, continue.” Rarity pretended to examine her hoof disinterestedly while watching her wife walk to the next bookshelf on trembling legs. She resisted the urge to snake her hoof between her legs and tend to her own need, instead focusing her attention on Rainbow's exposed marehood. Dash's entrance was flushed pink and her lips were opening and closing while the occasional drop of moisture dripped to the floor. A shame to waste nectar from such a delicate flower.

        Rainbow dropped the duster as she started laughing with an occasional moan sprinkled in. “C-come on, Rares. Don’t make me laugh. Th-this is hard enough as it is without stuff like th-that.”

        “Well, that is more or less the point, love.” Rarity chuckled to herself behind a hoof before reasserting her composure after a few moments. “Now, since that little... slip-up was my fault, I will forgive it, but the next one will be dealt with appropriately.”

        With each item that Dash cleaned, the unicorn would raise the power of the egg buried in her wife for a few seconds before lowering back to one notch higher than it had been before and chastising her for missing a spot. As Rainbow made her way around the room, her steps became more wobbly and her breathing grew more ragged with each notch higher that her tormentor left the egg. Eventually, Dash faltered, placing a hoof against the wall and panting heavily while her wings struggled to extend from her sides. Rarity quickly lowered the toy's power to a step above the minimum.

        “P-please.” Rainbow turned and took a step toward the bed before sinking to the ground, her wings shooting out to full extension. She thrust a hoof between her hind legs and began rubbing it against her swollen vulva, only to have it forcibly pulled away in an aura of blue magic. She looked at the alabaster mare pleadingly, desperation clear in her voice. “Rares... please. Just a little—”

        “That is ‘Madam Rarity’ to you, Miss Dash. Though, I will also accept ‘Mistress’ for now.” She quickly caught her wife’s free forehoof with another pulse of magic before she could move it and held it in place. “There is still one area that you have neglected to clean. Once you... correct your oversight, I shall consider relieving you.”

        “Where?” Dash asked while she tried to rub her hind legs together before they too were caught in magic and pulled apart. She was lifted from the floor and brought up to eye level with the unicorn. She snorted and looked around the room, occasionally groaning in frustration and pulling at her bonds. “I cleaned every friggin’ thing in this room... twice, since it was never good enough the first ti—Aiee!” She shrieked as her wrapped tail was yanked to the side, eliciting a sharp spike of pain.

        “This is your last warning, Miss Dash. Any further outbursts will be dealt with more... severely.” Rarity scolded her wife before releasing the prismatic tail from her telekinetic grasp. She slid over and sat near the edge of the bed, letting her rear hooves hang off the edge but keeping them crossed. “Now, as I said, there is one last area that needs some... attention.” She purred and uncrossed her legs, revealing her own flushed sex.

        Rainbow’s eyes dropped to the treasure laid bare before her and her nostrils flared as she caught a whiff of Rarity’s musk. The magic holding her in place disappeared and she fell a few inches, her outstretched wings instinctively guiding her to land on her hooves. She took a step forward, her excitement winding ever tighter. “Yes, mistress.”

        Rarity lay back on the bed, shivering as she felt her lover’s breath play over her nethers. She bit her lip and inhaled sharply as she felt a tentative lick at her lower lips. She crooned as Rainbow began her work in earnest, tracing slow strokes with her tongue that ran the length of the flower splayed before her, each one ending with the lightest brush over her mistress’ clit. 

        Dash wanted to use one of her hooves to tend to her own needs, but her labor was beginning to bear fruit, and she needed both of her forelegs to hold onto the other mare as she began bucking her hips with each flick against her sensitive button.

        Rarity threw a hoof out across the bed, looking for some purchase to hold onto, and found the remote control for the toy. Grinning to herself, she cranked the dial up, keeping it a few notches below the maximum. The mare between her legs let out a throaty moan, then redoubled her efforts and plunged her tongue into her lover’s inner passage. The unicorn writhed on the bed as she felt her climax building, but the pleasurable sensations began to slow after a short time. She looked down and saw Dash breathing heavily, her eyes fluttering closed as she neared her own release.

        Rarity reached over, turning the dial back down, and Rainbow’s eyes snapped open, looking up at her mistress with a ravenous hunger in her eyes. She went back to her work, exploring the other mare’s delicious depths with her tongue and leaning forward to rub her nose against the exposed nub of flesh. She listened to Rarity’s moans climb ever higher as she brought her inevitably toward climax. A sudden silence was her only warning before her lover let out a high-pitched scream as the first wave of her orgasm hit. A gush of fluid filled her mouth, and she struggled to swallow it all, spilling some of the precious liquid in rivulets from the corners of her mouth.

        As the alabaster mare drifted down from her high, she heard her wife working furiously to achieve her own release. With a great deal of effort and concentration, she called on her magic and once again wrapped the pegasus’ hooves in magic, pulling them apart and lifting her off of the floor.

        “Please!” Rainbow struggled against her bonds, but they held firm. “Mistress, you said—”

        “I said that I would consider relieving you.” Rarity cut across her wife’s protests and floated her up onto the bed, holding her hooves outstretched. “While you did a very... thorough job, I’m not sure if you deserve any relief.” She scooted closer to the edge of the bed, preparing to hop down to the floor. “In fact, I’m rather tempted to simply leave you here for a time to see—”

        “No!” Dash shouted, pulling at the magical restraints with all her might. “Please, mistress, anything but that. I beg of—Ah!” She flinched as the other mare’s hoof struck her cutie mark with a resounding smack.

        “You will not interrupt me again, is that clear?” Rarity ground a hoof into the tri-colored lightning bolt she had just cuffed, earning a frantic nod from the restrained pegasus. “As I was saying—” She eased her pressure, tracing the outline of Dash’s cutie mark with a feather touch. “—I’m tempted to leave you here...” She trailed off for a few moments, letting the silence build before she continued. “But, I believe in rewarding a job well done.” With her free hoof, she reached across the bed and turned the toy’s dial higher, making sure to keep it just below the level that would push Rainbow over the edge without help.

        Dash squirmed against her bonds, feeling her arousal build, but eventually plateau just shy of release. She whimpered in frustration, then felt a light brush of contact trailing up her left rear leg. She looked down and saw Rarity trailing a hoof up her leg, and she tried to shift her hips to the side, lining the hoof up with her dripping sex. However, the white leg merely hopped over to her other leg and began trailing down.

        Rarity watched as Rainbow writhed on the bed, inching her hoof downward. When the fidgeting stopped, she slowly brought her hoof back up, teasing along her wife’s inner thigh, but skirting around the heated center of her arousal and moving to her other leg. Dash let out another frustrated whimper, chewing on her lip to the point that the unicorn thought she might draw blood. Finally deciding that she’d had her fun, Rarity lifted her hoof from the cyan leg, drawing another disappointed whine from her lover, and started tracing the flushed pink lips with the pad of her hoof. She slowly worked her way up, listening to Rainbow’s moans climb along with her hoof. She brushed against the bound mare’s clit, reveling in the sharp intake of breath it caused and the way Rainbow’s eyes shot open, unfocused and wild with desire.

        She ran her hoof along the sensitive nub again, dragging it slowly this time. Dash’s leg muscles bunched and flexed, straining against her magical bonds. Her breathing came in short, ragged bursts while her mouth worked in vain to articulate the sensations coursing through her. Rarity made one more pass with a little more pressure, and it was enough to send Rainbow over the edge.

Dash let out a long, shuddering moan as paroxysms of pleasure wracked her body. A splash of liquid flowed from her nethers and soaked into the sheets, but neither mare mourned its loss.  She twitched as residual waves of bliss ricocheted through her body.

Rarity wasn’t done, however. With a casual flick of her horn, a new magical aura formed around Dash’s sensitive entrance, teasing her flushed lips and delicate button to prolong her orgasm. The unicorn kept up her assault until it looked like Rainbow would never come down from her euphoric high. After more than a minute, Rarity stopped her teasing, allowing her to finally recover from all the stimulation.

        She smiled down at the exhausted pegasus, dispelling the magical shackles with a quick wave of her horn, snuggling up next to her wife, and laying her head on the cyan chest next to her. She nuzzled her cheek into the other mare’s neck, eliciting a contented sigh. “So—” She purred. “—did you... enjoy yourself?”

        “Wow.” Dash muttered, staring blankly at the ceiling. “That was... wow.” She finally realized her limbs were free and wrapped her forelegs around the unicorn next to her. Deliriously happy giggles bubbled out of her, and she leaned down to nuzzle the top of her lover’s head. The motion caused her skirt to pull at her, reminding her that she was still wearing the maid outfit. “Uh, Rares? You mind?” She pulled at the hem of the skirt.

        “I don’t know... I think it looks rather fetching on you.” Rarity ran a hoof down Rainbow’s side, earning a stifled giggle and an exaggerated eye roll. She heaved an overly dramatic sigh. “Very well, if you insist.”  She closed her eyes and focused, giggling to herself as the outfit’s fabric disappeared and gave way to the fur underneath.

        Dash wiggled on the bed for a few moments, readjusting to get comfortable again. “No offense, Rares, but could we not do that too often? It’s not the most... awesome feeling.”

        “Duly noted, love” Rarity chuckled into a hoof. She closed her eyes and prepared to settle in for some quality cuddling, but the warm knot of tension in her core had returned after her earlier release. Watching Dash squirm on the bed, controlling her pleasure, had rekindled the fiery desire inside her. She idly trailed a hoof down her wife’s side, biting her lip and trying to decide whether she should say anything. She was pulled out of her thoughts by a chuckle at her side.

        Rainbow nuzzled into the unicorn’s mane, then pulled back and looked down at her with a lecherous grin. “Somepony’s still a little worked up, eh?” She leaned down and kissed the white ear poking out, nibbling on it afterward. “Well, if you can keep up, I’m down for another round. Just say the word.”

        Rarity stretched up and kissed Dash on the muzzle, pulling herself tighter against the other mare’s lithe, athletic form. They lay together for a moment, perfectly melded together. Around them, the scene changed again, and their bed with it. Dash wiggled around in alarm, cracking an eye open to find them laying on a cloud high above Canterlot, the vast blue expanse of sky broken only by the occasional small cloud.

        Rarity finally pulled away from the kiss, smiling and opening her eyes to reveal a playful glint. She stood up to stretch her legs, straddling her lover in the process. “Very well, I’m ‘down for another round,’ as you put it, but—” She crouched down, coming just low enough that their chests brushed together. “—you’ll have to catch me first.” She whispered into her wife’s ear before pushing off in a jump, arching her back to dive head-first off the edge of the cloud.

        Dash watched the other mare disappear past the cloud, stupefied, before scrambling toward the edge, ready to leap off and catch her. “Rarity!” She cried as she looked down at the sprawling city below them, her eyes searching for and locking onto a rapidly falling white form.

        The unicorn in question glanced up, laughed fillyishly, and spread a pair of white wings from her side, banking into a wide arc before pulling up into a hover. She looked up at the cloud she had just leapt from. “Well? Are you going to come and catch me or not?” She called, giggling at the dumbstruck expression on her wife’s face. She waited a moment for the pegasus to recover and dive off of the cloud before turning and flying off as fast as she could.

        She let out a giddy squeal of delight as the wind whipped through her mane and tugged at her tail. On an impulse, she pulled up into a loop, catching a glimpse of Dash speeding by below her. She abandoned her loop halfway through, rolling over to right herself and taking off in the opposite direction. She pumped her wings as hard as she could, not caring what the wind was doing to her mane or how so much exertion would work up a sweat. All that mattered was the feeling of pure, unadulterated speed as she tore through the sky.

        Rarity heard a laugh carry over the roar of wind in her ears, and she looked back to see Rainbow catching up to her. The alabaster mare folded her new wings and dove straight down, aiming for a cloud below her. At the last moment, she reopened her wings and landed on the cloud. Using her momentum to gather herself, she leapt back up and flapped her wings as hard as she could to gain speed. She angled just below Dash’s rapidly approaching form, rolling to brush a wingtip along the cyan pegasus’ stomach as she passed.

        They kept flying for some time, with Rarity narrowly escaping her wife’s grasp and even managing to plant a kiss or two on the other mare’s cheek as they blazed past one another. Eventually, her wings began to tire, and she landed on a nearby cloud, flopping onto her back and breathing heavily. A second later, a chromatic blur landed next to her and Dash fell down, heaving ragged breaths.

        “Not bad... for your first... time.” Rainbow managed to get out between gasps for air. She rolled onto her side, resting her head on a hoof. “Pretty darn good, actually.” She added, her breathing already returning to normal.

        “I’m so... glad you approve... love.” Rarity panted. She got up on her side and lunged at the other mare, knocking her over and laying on top of her. She nuzzled into her wife’s neck and planted a line of kisses, starting up toward her jawline and then back down.

        Dash shivered and let out a moan. After a moment of reveling in the attention, she decided to reciprocate. “T-two can play that—Ah!—game.” She muttered before craning her neck forward to lick and nibble the leading edge of her lover’s wing, but to no effect. She blinked in confusion, then tried again, laying a single slow lick along the white wing then biting on the wing joint. When there was still no noticeable response, she gently pushed the other mare away with a hoof.

        “Is something the matter, dear?” Rarity asked, worry clear in her voice as she took a step back and sat down.

        “Not really, no.” Rainbow sat up and rubbed the back of her neck with a hoof, suddenly feeling bad for distressing her partner and silly for worrying about what was on her mind in the first place. “It’s just that... The thing is...” She sighed and shook her head. “It’s your wings. Doesn’t it feel good when I play with them?”

        Rarity extended a wing and looked at it, sighing slightly. “I appreciate the thought darling, I really do, but...” She trailed off and flapped the wing once, still feeling a schoolfillyish rush of excitement that she actually had wings.

        Dash cocked her head to the side in confusion, which after a moment was replaced by understanding. “Right... you’ve never had wings, so you don’t know what they feel like, so this isn’t gonna do it for you.” She finished, running a hoof along the leading edge of Rarity’s wing.

        The unicorn tried and failed to suppress a chuckle. “No, love, I’m afraid not.” Her mirth vanished as she saw her wife’s eyes fall to her hooves. She reached out and brought her head back up with a hoof. “I guess that means you’ll just have to find other ways to give me that kind of pleasure.” Without waiting for a reaction, she leaned forward and kissed Dash, breathing an internal sigh of relief when the pegasus began kissing her back. She pressed into the contact, slowly moving forward until Rainbow was laying on her back and she was once again standing over her.

        Rarity lost herself in the kiss, parting her lips slightly so that their tongues could dance. The burning desire she felt earlier had faded into the background during their flight, but now it was back in full force and driving her crazy. She pulled away from the kiss abruptly, looking down at her lover with wild eyes. “I need you. Now.”

        Dash merely smirked, as if she had been waiting to hear that. “Okay. How do you want to do it?” She asked, reaching down with a hoof to caress the other mare’s cutie mark.

        Rarity’s eyes fluttered closed as a dozen possibilities raced through her head, then snapped open as she settled on one. She reached over and pulled up a chunk of cloud, quickly shaping it into a rough rod with a loop attached to the end. Closing her eyes again, she focused for a moment, then opened them to see that her bit of cloud had transformed into a black dildo, complete with a leather harness so that it could be worn.

        Rainbow’s smirk broke into a full-fledged grin. “Is that a—”

        “Put it on.” The alabaster mare interrupted her, dropping the strap-on onto her wife’s stomach and stepping back to give her room to slide it on. She watched as the supine pegasus work the toy over her legs and pull it up to her haunches, catching a tantalizing view of her marehood in the process. Once it was in place, she closed her eyes one last time.

        “Rares, what’re—eep!” Dash’s question was cut off with a squeak, followed by a few more sounds of discomfort. After they passed, she huffed in annoyance. “Could you at least warn me before you do that next time?”

        However, Rainbow’s request fell on deaf ears, as Rarity was too enthralled with her wife’s new equipment. The black dildo and harness had been replaced with the real thing, complete with a generously sized pair of testicles, that sprouted up from Dash’s groin. She tentatively extended a hoof and brush it along her lover’s new stallionhood as lightly as she could.

        “Hoo.” Dash shivered and her member jumped slightly. “That felt freaky. Good—” She hastily clarified. “—but freaky.” She wiggled her hips, sending her rod waving back and forth while she giggled.

        The unicorn sighed and rolled her eyes, but soon joined her lover in giggling at the wobbling member. Once their laughter died down, she leaned forward and gave it an experimental sniff, catching the familiar scent of Rainbow’s musk. Emboldened by the haze of lust clouding her mind, she leaned in further and trailed a slow lick from the base to the tip, swirling her tongue around the head when she reached it. She heard a long, low moan from above her and looked up to see Dash’s head thrown back. “Enjoying yourself, love?” She asked, standing up and moving around to give the other mare a kiss on the cheek.

        “It still feels weird, but awesome at the same time.” Rainbow leaned over to nuzzle the unicorn, then moved to get up, but was stopped by a hoof on her chest. She looked up at the other mare and cocked an eyebrow in confusion, but her puzzled expression was met with a sly smile.

        Rarity lifted a leg and straddled Dash, squeezing the pegasus’ stallionhood between them. She slid forward, gasping as she felt the trapped member part her lower lips as it rubbed against her nethers. She moved up far enough to feel the head of it brush past her clit before sliding back down, leaving a slick trail of arousal behind. She closed her eyes, flaring her wings for balance, and picked up speed. She felt hooves on her hips as she worked, pushing and pulling her whenever she would reach the head to try and work into her inner passage.

        After another minute of teasing, Rarity stood up slightly as she slid toward the tip, allowing Rainbow’s trapped member to raise up slightly. She lined the head up with her entrance, biting her lip as she felt the firm flesh begin to spread her petals. Moving at a carefully measured pace, she lowered herself onto the throbbing shaft, basking in the sense of fullness that accompanied each additional inch. Before she could get all the way to the base, Dash thrust her hips up, burying the final few inches into her partner at once.

        “Ah!” Rarity’s back arched and her wings twitched at the unexpected assault. She took several ragged breaths to regain her composure, then looked down at her lover, smiled playfully, and began rotating her hips.

        “Y-you were t-taking—Oh, Celestia—too long.” Rainbow explained, returning the other mare’s smile. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she grabbed onto the unicorn’s hips in a futile effort to stop them. “C-careful, Rares, it...” She trailed off and her eyes slid closed, a low moan escaping her. “It feels... amazing, but if you k-keep going I-I’m gonna...” Her words trailed off and were replaced by ragged, irregular breaths while she struggled to contain herself.

        “Already?” Rarity asked, leaning down to kiss along her wife’s jawline. She craned her neck up so that her muzzle was inches from Dash’s ear. “We’re just getting started, love.” She whispered, before trailing a languid lick along the edge of the cyan ear before her. She pumped her hips and exhaled sharply each time Rainbow’s member bottomed out in her, feeling her own orgasm slowly building. She reached down with a hoof and ran it through Dash’s feathers.

        “Ah!” Rainbow’s wings snapped out and she arched her back as her orgasm hit. Rarity sat up and went back to gyrating her hips, grinding her sensitive button against the other mare’s body. She felt a growing warmth deep in her core as Dash pumped splashes of seed into her. Hooves on her hips stopped her grinding before she could finish, and she looked down to see her lover wincing slightly.

        “Careful, it’s... sensitive.” The pegasus explained, moving a hoof to brush her partner’s cutie mark. She looked up into the other mare’s sapphire eyes. “That was incredible.” She sighed.

        Rarity looked down, gazing into her wife’s magenta eyes with a soft smile. “You say that like we’re done, darling.” She cooed before her smile expanded to a predatory grin. She stood slowly, bracing herself against her lover’s chest and sighing in disappointment as the fullness of Dash’s tool left her. Swinging her hind leg over, she sat down next to Rainbow and shivered as she felt Rainbow’s semen leak from her sex and trail down her thighs.

She focused on the rod before her, admiring the mixture of both of their fluids that covered it. She noticed with dismay that it was starting to shrink and retract into its sheath, so she went to work, running her tongue over every surface she could reach. The tastes of their mixed juices played across her tongue; it was mostly salty, but with a distinct crispness and tang underneath. At the same time, she worked a hoof under her lover’s body, massaging small circles along the wing joint.

Dash shuddered and moans under the unicorn’s ministrations, her splayed wings twitching and beginning to stiffen again. She reached out and brushed a hoof through the other mare’s windswept mane, leaving it to rest behind her head and gently pull her upward.

Rarity followed her unspoken request, leaving a meandering trail of licks and kisses that led to the tip of Rainbow’s penis and swirling her tongue around the head when she got there. However, despite her efforts, the pegasus’ temporary stallionhood had shrunk to just under half its original size, and only a few inches protruded from the sheath. Opting for more drastic measures, she wrapped her lips around the head and plunged forward, taking as much of her wife’s length into her muzzle as she could. With her free hoof, she rubbed along the cyan sheath, occasionally dipping down lower to fondle the orbs just underneath. Taking extreme care to avoid any contact with her teeth, she started working her mouth back and forth over what flesh was still accessible.

        Rainbow’s moans and sighs quickly lost any sense of strain or discomfort as her rekindled arousal overwhelmed her body’s desire to rest for a while. The recently unwound knot of tension in her stomach began to tighten again, and she could feel herself getting hard once more under her partner’s skillful touch.

        Rarity noticed her wife’s resurgent growth as well and smiled to herself as best she could around the expanding rod in her mouth. With each bob of her head, she felt Dash’s stallionhood travel just a little further into her muzzle, eventually reaching the back of her throat. She kept working, taking it as deep as she could and gagging a little, but soon there were a few exposed inches of flesh between her lips and the end of the sheath. Pulling back until only the flared head remained in her mouth, she took a deep breath and plunged back down. She heard the sound of Rainbow’s member slamming into the back of her mouth, but still she pressed further, working fraction after nearly imperceptible fraction of an inch deeper as the tip pushed down into her throat.

        “Hol— Swee— Buc— Ah!” Dash tried to articulate her pleasure, but she couldn’t form a complete thought, much less a complete word. Her hoof hovered just above the back of her lover’s head, part of her wanting to push down and help the other mare go deeper, while the other part wanted to let the unicorn do it on her own. Ultimately, she dropped the hoof to her side and grabbed at the cloud below her, trying to distract herself and keep her orgasm from building too quickly.

        Meanwhile, Rarity continued to force herself lower and lower, finding it slightly easier once she got past the head. After a moment, she felt her snout bump into Dash’s sheath. She listened with satisfaction to her wife’s moans and whines, then wiggled her tongue, dragging it back and forth along the underside. She felt it twitch all throughout her muzzle and throat. As the burning need in her nethers began to rise again, she pulled back slowly, enjoying the ecstatic, yet slightly disappointed, moan it coaxed from Rainbow. After several long seconds, the head escaped her lips with a soft pop, and Dash’s stallionhood once again at full mast, jutting into the air.

        The alabaster mare wiped a hoof across her mouth and smiled at the fruits of her labor. “Enjoying yourself, love?” She asked, playfully poking her wife in the ribs. She giggled as Rainbow cringed a bit but didn’t move away, her mouth hanging open and her tongue lolling out the side of her mouth.

        “I— You— That was... wow.” Dash muttered once she found the ability to speak again. She stared off into space for a few more seconds before looking down at her partner. “So, ready for round three?” She asked as she rolled over and stood up, her member hanging down below her stomach..

        “Hmm...” Rarity tapped a hoof to her chin for a moment. “I never did get to finish last time, so I believe we’re still on round two.” She replied, standing and flicking her tail into her wife’s face as she turned around. The soft puff of hooves on cloud was the only sound she heard other than her own breathing, then the sudden presence of Rainbow’s weight on her back as the pegasus prepared to mount her. She gasped as she felt the flared head of Dash’s rod poking and sliding along her dripping slit, but she focused and used her magic to gently lift it higher, aligning the slick tip with her rear entrance.

        “Uh, Rares?” Dash tried to pull back a bit, but her partner pushed back as well, negating any movement. “You, uh, sure about this?”

        “I’m positive about it.” Rarity purred, pressing back again and moaning as she felt the head start to force its way into her.

        “Well, if you’re sure.” Rainbow muttered to herself before slowly pushing her hips forward. They gasped in unison as the head of Dash’s member slid in, and she started to move even deeper before the mare under her stopped her.

        “J-just a m-moment, darling.” Rarity stuttered while her body tried to adjust to the new invader. There was a slight pain, but it was overwhelmed by a wave of pleasure and fullness that exceeded even their previous session. After a few moments, she felt comfortable enough to let her wife keep going, so she looked back over her shoulder and nodded. “Okay, go— ah!” Her words were cut off as Rainbow pressed forward without waiting for her to finish, burying several inches into the unicorn’s puckered hole in one swift motion. “L-little s-slower.” She managed to get out between ragged breaths.

        “Sorry.” Dash replied meekly, her own breathing growing irregular. Moving as slowly as she could, she pushed forward again, watching for any signs of discomfort from her partner. However, Rarity’s moans increased in volume and intensity as each additional inch disappeared into her. After what seemed like an eternity, their hips met, and the alabaster mare let out a long, shuddering breath. “You doin’ okay there, Rares?” Rainbow asked, reaching forward to place a hoof on her lover’s shoulder.

        Rarity let out a satisfied sigh and wiggled her hips. “I’m doing simply wonderfully, darling.” She purred. Her breath caught in her throat as her wife began to pull out, then slowly work back in. Growing impatient with her partner’s speed, she pushed her hips back, taking the last few inches at once and drawing a surprised moan from Dash. “You can go a little faster now, dear.” She suggested, looking over her shoulder with half-lidded eyes. “I promise you won’t break me.”

        Behind her, Rainbow smirked and took her words to heart, rapidly picking up the speed and force of her thrusts. She pulled as far out as she could until she felt the flare of her head pulling at the tight ring of muscle, then pushed all the way back in in one smooth motion, savoring the light slap of their bodies coming together. She watched as Rarity’s front legs gave out a little more with each thrust, slowly lowering her head and shoulders to the ground until they rested on the cloud. Dash thought that she heard the other mare trying to speak, but every word turned into a moan or cry of pleasure. She closed her eyes, focusing on and enjoying the extreme tightness of her lover’s rear passage as her orgasm built. As she sensed her release nearing, she reached a hoof between Rarity’s legs and began teasing her flushed lips, occasionally brushing her clit. However, keeping a steady pace proved difficult as her rising pleasure made her movements erratic. As her peak drew ever closer, she tried to warn her partner. “R-rares, I-I’m gonna...” She trailed off, opting instead to focus on staving off her release as best she could.

        “N-not yet.” Rarity begged, moving her own hips against Dash’s thrusts while she worked her own hoof between her hind legs, replacing Dash’s efforts and focusing on her clit. Her hind legs shook as she feverishly worked little circles around the sensitive button. Her moans and gasps faded, leaving the repeated smack of their bodies colliding as the only sound. After a few seconds of silence, Rarity out a high-pitched cry as her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. Her inner walls clenched and squeezed at nothing, sending a small gush of her juices from her nethers. At the same time, Rainbow pulled on the unicorn’s hips and buried herself as deeply as she could, shooting rope after rope of sticky seed into Rarity’s rear passage.

        After both of their orgasms faded, they collapsed onto the cloud, barely able to muster the energy to move. They cuddled up together and closed their eyes, letting the world fade away around them.


*


        Rarity awoke slowly and groggily, as she did most mornings. She went to stretch her legs, but found herself to be tangled in her sheets. Belatedly, she also realized that her sheets were damp with what she hoped was sweat. Looks like it’s laundry day... again. After disentangling herself from the bed, she trudged into the bathroom and ran a comb through her mane, trying to restore it to some semblance of order.

A crash from outside made her trot back into her bedroom and look out one of the windows, where she saw a grey-coated, blonde-maned pegasus mailmare standing next to an overturned fruit cart, apologizing profusely. Ditzy’s early today. She mused before glancing at the clock. Eleven in the morning? Maybe she’s not as early as I thought she was. Glancing back out the window, she saw the flag on her mailbox had been raised, so she headed for the staircase and made her way downstairs. The store bell rang as she pulled the door open, and she flipped the ‘Closed’ sign over to read ‘Open’ instead.

Peeking up at the sun to verify the time, she shook her head and walked out to her mailbox, pulling it open with a brief flare of magic and revealing a single lumpy scroll inside. She unfurled it, taking a moment to admire the elegant horn-writing before reading it.


My Dearest Rarity,

Fleur and I are going to be otherwise engaged for an upcoming Wonderbolts show in Canterlot. We have box seat tickets that are going to go to waste, and we thought you might like to go since you enjoyed yourself so much when we last saw each other.

You'll note the spare, feel free to bring a friend... or somepony special, eh? Do drop us a line when you get the chance, we'd love to have you over for dinner sometime.

Respectfully yours, Fancypants.

P.S. Fleur tells me that she’s dropped another size, which I didn’t think was possible, so we’ll have to have her measurements redone... again.


        A pair of tickets emblazoned with the Wonderbolts logo and featuring portraits of Spitfire and Soarin’ were attached to the letter. Rarity pulled them off and lifted them up to get a better look. Platinum level. Right in the middle. Oh Luna, if these seats were any closer you would be a part of the show. A sad smile tugged at her lips as she rolled the tickets and letter back up.

I think I know just who could make use of these.

> Just Desserts
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------


It Takes Three to Tango


        Just Desserts

        Rarity pounced on Dash, tackling the other mare to the cloud. Before her marefriend could respond, she captured Rainbow’s lips in a fierce kiss. After several long seconds, she broke it and sat up. “Now, where were we?” She looked down on Rainbow like a predator who had just caught her prey. “Oh, yes. I was about to do unspeakably delicious things to you. And you’re going to be a good girl and let me, aren’t you?” She trailed a hoof along Rainbow’s jawline, cupping her chin.

        Dash wanted to fight back. She wanted to make some witty comment to swing the momentum back her way, to put herself in control, but she couldn’t. Her mind was blank, and somehow she knew that even if she did come up with something to say, Rarity was much better at that game than her. It was all she could do to look up at her marefriend and nod.

        “Perfect.” Rarity flashed one more predatory grin before diving back down on her prey. She caught Rainbow in another passionate kiss, this time plunging her tongue into her marefriend’s mouth. The hoof that had been on Rainbow’s chin jumped down to her chest, dancing across her ribcage. She felt Rainbow moan into the kiss and try to arch her back, but she bore down and kept the other mare pinned beneath her. After a moment, Rarity pulled back again, biting Rainbow’s lower lip and pulling on it a little as she sat up. “And just where do you think you’re going?”

        “I…” Once again, Dash couldn’t find anything in her to respond to this aggressiveness from Rarity, and she wasn't sure she even wanted to try. Unbidden, her wings flared out from her sides.

"Shhh. Dessert doesn't need to talk, love. Your only job is to be sweet." Rarity darted in for another hard kiss, delighting to feel Rainbow melt against her. She broke away, peppering Dash's neck with little nips and kisses. 

“S-sweet?” Rainbow squeaked out, confused.

“Yes, just be your adorable self.” Rarity paused for a second to nuzzle Rainbow’s neck, then followed it up with a firm nip. “Can you do that?” 

Rainbow gave another slow nod, smiling a little dazedly.

"Mmm, you are doing such a good job my love!" Rarity moved a little further down, planting a line of light kisses along Rainbow’s collarbone. Feeling daring, she worked her way out to the side. She flexed one of her wings a small amount, paying attention to the muscles that flexed with each movement. She pressed a hoof against her marefriend’s side, massaging the flight muscles.

        “Ooohh…” Dash squirmed in place, still pinned beneath Rarity’s weight. Her wings twitched and spasmed as the hoof dug into her side with just the right amount of pressure. She wanted to reciprocate somehow, but every kiss and caress her marefriend lavished on her made it harder and harder to focus. Any thoughts she tried to have were washed away in a haze of bliss before they could form. All she knew was that Rarity wanted her to just lay there, which was good because that was all she was capable of doing.

        Rarity continued showering her marefriend with attention. She reached Rainbow’s wing and trailed a slow lick along the leading edge. Rainbow let out a shuddering breath in response and started to squirm again, but Rarity kept her in place. Always the multitasker, she extended a wing and ran the tip down Rainbow’s other side, dancing around the area she hoped her marefriend’s cutie mark was. 

        Dash bit her lip and squirmed a little more. The wing tip circling her flank was pressing too lightly, causing it to tickle. She tried to bear through it. She didn’t want to ruin the mood that Rarity had been working so hard to build. After a few more agonizing seconds, a muffled giggle slipped out of her. With the dam broken, a flood of them followed suit, and Rainbow had to use a hoof to brush away her marefriend’s wing. “S-sorry.” She managed between giggles. “You were too light. It tickled.”

The sound of Dash’s laughter threw Rarity off. The mood she’d worked so hard to create, gone in an instant. She raised herself up, looming above her marefriend. She wanted to say something, anything, to try and recapture what small shreds of it remained, but a few final giggles from Rainbow dashed any hope she had of that. “I… I’m sorry, darling.” She moved to sit up, but Dash grabbed her and held her in place.

“No! You had the right idea, it’s just…” Rainbow paused, floundering for a moment, unsure how to explain it. “Doing things with your wings is different.” She curled one of her wings forward, stroking along Rarity’s cutie mark affectionately. “Your wings aren’t as strong as your hooves, and the feathers bend a bit. Just… focus on the wing, it’s hard at first.” She kept circling Rarity’s cutie mark while she spoke. She locked eyes with her marefriend and smirked when Rarity had to bite her lip. “Now, get back here.” She placed a hoof on Rarity’s neck and pulled her back down into another kiss.

        Rarity returned her marefriend’s kiss eagerly. She wanted to try and reclaim the dominance she’d had earlier, but Rainbow was making it exceptionally difficult. In addition to the wingtip circling her cutie mark, the hoof around her neck was now tracing a meandering line down her neck, and a second hoof prodded at her side, teasing her wing open. The sudden assault of sensations flooded her mind, and her wings flared open of their own accord.

Rarity threw herself into the kiss. She snaked a foreleg around Dash’s neck and ran it through her mane. Their tongues danced back and forth, and Rainbow’s teasing movements gradually became more erratic. After a few more moments, Rarity felt the wing tip circling her cutie mark fall away. She saw her chance and broke the kiss, beginning another trail of kisses down Rainbow’s neck. However, she was rudely interrupted by Rainbow’s legs when they wrapped around her hindquarters and wouldn’t let go. “Darling, I can’t reach the rest of you if I’m stuck like this.”

        “S-sorry.” Dash muttered. Her eyes squeezed shut and her hips bucked against the empty air. All of Rarity’s teasing had built a knot of tension in her stomach that was driving her crazy. She wanted to tell her marefriend to hurry up, to just shove Rarity’s head between her thighs, but she didn’t. As frustrating as the constant teasing was, being at Rarity’s mercy was indescribably hot. She let go of her marefriend and had to bite her lip to keep from letting out a disappointed whimper.

        “Thank you, love.” Rarity stretched up for a quick kiss on her marefriend’s nose before resuming her trek downward. She made her way along Rainbow’s stomach, stopping for a few moments to lavish some attention on her nipples. Determined to learn from her earlier mistake, she wrapped her wings around and circled Rainbow’s cutie mark on each side with a wing tip, making sure to press harder than she thought necessary. She heard Dash take in a sharp breath that came out a moment later as a shuddering moan. Moving lower, she skipped dessert for the moment and kissed along the inside of Rainbow’s thigh.

        Dash bit her lip so hard that she was afraid she was going to draw blood. Her hooves grasped futilely for some form of purchase, and her hips continued to buck against the empty air. Rarity hadn’t even touched her yet, but she was already getting close. The slow methodical teasing was driving Rainbow crazy, but her marefriend continued to skirt around the one area she wanted so desperately to be touched. For a moment, Rarity’s lips disappeared, and Rainbow thought that she was finally going to get what she craved. But a second later, she felt a tongue running along her nipple again. She couldn’t take it anymore. “Rares.” Her voice came out weak and shaky. “Please.”

        Rarity paused in her ministrations and looked up. She couldn’t see her marefriend’s face over the rise of her chest, but she could picture the delightful face Rainbow was making based on her voice. Part of her wanted to keep up the teasing, but she decided that she’d made Rainbow wait long enough. “Of course, love.”

        Rarity lowered herself down and took in her prize. Rainbow’s vaginal lips were already parted and dripping precious fluid down onto her tail. She dove down and rescued what she could, trailing one long lick from the base of Rainbow’s tail all the way up. She felt Rainbow tense for an instant as her tongue passed over her marefriend’s rear entrance, but that momentary tension vanished when Rarity began lapping at Rainbow’s nethers in earnest.

        Dash arched her back, and her mouth opened in a silent scream. After all of Rarity’s teasing, she was so close that she knew she wasn’t going to last long. Her marefriend’s tongue seemed to be everywhere at once, hitting every sensitive spot in rapid succession. Rarity’s nose brushed against her clit and sent her over the edge. Her legs clamped down around Rarity’s head and a guttural, wordless moan tore out of her throat. Waves of ecstasy tore through her body, amplified by Rarity’s continued efforts from her new confined position. Every nerve in her body felt like it was electrified. She shuddered, her wings splayed out wide and her thighs momentarily squeezing Rarity’s head one last time before going limp. One last spasm ran through her body as her marefriend placed a gentle kiss on her vulva.

        “Well well, Rainbow.” Rarity raised up and smirked devilishly, licking her lips. “I knew you were the fastest pegasus in Equestria, but I didn’t expect it to extend to every aspect of you.” She crawled back up and laid next to Rainbow while she recovered.

        “Sh… Shut up.” Dash shot back weakly. Her mind hadn’t fully re-engaged yet, and even if she’d wanted to move, her entire body was numb and tingling. “Rares, I… that… wow.” She chuckled weakly.

        “I’m glad you enjoyed it, love.” Rarity snuggled up against her marefriend’s side and nuzzled her neck.

        Dash wrapped a foreleg around Rarity’s withers and let out a contented sigh. “Seriously, Rares. That was…” She wanted to tell her marefriend just how great it had been, but none of the words she could come up with felt good enough. “Awesome.” It felt lame, but it was the best she could come up with at the moment. After a few more moments, the last vestiges of her afterglow faded. Once they were gone, she felt the fires of desire still burning in her core. They were weaker than before, but still there. She trailed a hoof down her marefriend’s side and started running it along the leading edge of Rarity’s wing.

        Rarity tried to settle down and enjoy snuggling with Rainbow, but her marefriend’s insistent toying with her wing wasn’t making it easy. She was extremely wound up after feeling Rainbow quiver and shake due to her tireless efforts, but she was willing to forgo any reciprocation to avoid making Rainbow uncomfortable. Although, the hoof running along her wing was keeping her wound up rather than helping her relax. “Love, do you thi—”

        Dash leaned down and captured Rarity’s lips in a fierce kiss as soon as the latter lifted her head to speak. She could taste her own juices still on Rarity’s lips, which only served to drive her forward. She pulled Rarity closer until the alabaster mare was lying on top of her. Keeping her hoof working on her marefriend’s wing, Dash ran the other one down Rarity’s side until it reached her cutie mark. 

        Rarity was initially hesitant about going any further. She didn’t want Rainbow to feel pressured into doing anything she wasn’t comfortable with. However, the hooves working on her wing and around her cutie mark were slowly crumbling her resistance. The hoof on her flank dug into her cutie mark, and she moaned into the kiss, biting Rainbow’s lower lip.

        Without warning, Dash used the hoof on Rarity’s flank to push her marefriend to the side. Rarity fell to the side, breaking away from the kiss and letting out a surprised yelp. Dash rolled with her, flipping their position so that she was on top. 

        “Wha…” Rarity could only stare up at her marefriend in confusion. Her brain took a few precious seconds to process what was happening, which Rainbow exploited to plant a few kisses along her neck. “R-Rainbow, love, you really don—” She didn’t get to finish her thought as a pair of blue lips quickly occupied her own. As quickly as they appeared, they were gone again, winding a trail of sloppy kisses along her jawline and up toward her ear. She bit her lip to keep a moan in when Rainbow trailed a slow lick along the edge of her ear.

        “Don’t hold it in, Rares.” Dash smirked and ran a hoof down her marefriend’s ribs, causing her to gasp. She nipped Rarity’s ear. “I wanna hear you when you scream.” She whispered breathily.

“Oh Celestia.” Rarity gave a small smile, rather than the large, stupid grin and schoolfillyish squeal that she wanted to let loose. A shiver ran up her spine when Rainbow started working her way back down, mixing an occasional nibble into her kisses. A hoof teased under her wing, and she let both of them relax and unfurl. Rainbow made a beeline for her exposed wing, nibbling at the joint while a hoof massaged her flight muscles. Another moan escaped her, and she could have sworn she felt Rainbow smile against her wing.

        This is gonna be too easy. Dash kept up the attack on her marefriend’s wing. She dipped down and gave a few quick tugs to feathers that had come out of alignment during their flight. She moved the hoof that had been massaging Rarity’s flight muscles over to the other side, putting pressure on the other wing joint, and was rewarded with another pleasured moan. Too. Easy.

        Rarity couldn’t believe how wonderful what Rainbow was doing felt. She’d never imagined that Rainbow touching only her wings could feel quite so divine. While her nethers burned and she could feel that she was dripping wet, she was more than willing to let her lover take her time getting there.

        Dash trailed a slow lick along the leading edge of Rarity’s wing, tugging on a pinion
when she reached the end. She was wondering how long she could tease Rarity to get back at her for earlier, but before she could decide, Rarity started bucking her hips against the air. Rainbow smirked to herself and sat up a little, unable to resist. “What’s the matter, Rares? Something wrong?”

        Rarity lifted her head and tried to glare at her marefriend, but she couldn’t keep a straight face long enough. “H-hush, you.” Her head fell back against the cloud when Rainbow hit another sensitive spot with her hoof. “Please, Rainbow, just—aah!” Before she could finish, Rainbow worked her hoof down and dug it into her cutie mark again.

        “Please… what?” Dash asked, grinning. She moved her hoof around Rarity’s flank and brought it around to run along the inside of her thigh. She trailed it up and down, inching ever closer to her marefriend’s parted lips, but never quite touching them. Skirting up and over, she brushed her hoof over Rarity’s other thigh. “What do you want me to do?”

        “Please. Just—” Rarity bit her lip and tried to move her hips to force Rainbow’s hoof where she so desperately wanted it to go. But no matter how she moved, Rainbow was able to dance away. “I’m so—” She exhaled sharply as her marefriend’s hoof darted in and lightly brushed against the very edge of nethers.  “—so close.”

        “Well, if you want it so badly…” Dash pulled her hoof away for a moment, drawing a disappointed whine from Rarity. She carefully put her hoof back, cupping Rarity’s vulva. She moved her foreleg in time with her marefriend’s hips so that Rarity couldn’t grind against her hoof. Rarity looked up at her, a wild desire burning in her eyes, but Rainbow only grinned wider in response. “Beg for it.”

        Rarity bit her lip and bucked her hips harder, but Rainbow kept her hoof firmly in place. She had thought that skirting around her arousal was torturous, but this new unmoving pressure was far worse. She could feel the warmth of Rainbow’s hoof, but couldn’t get any of the movement she needed to reach her release. She looked up desperately at Rainbow, who still had that smug grin on her face. Rarity bit her lip so hard that she was surprised she didn’t bite it off before she finally broke. “Please, for the love of Celestia, have your way with me! Rut me like I’m in heat, I beg of you!”

        Dash leaned up and brushed her lips against Rarity’s ear, whispering breathily into it and making her marefriend shiver. “Well, since you asked so nicely…” She slowly started to work her hoof along Rarity’s slit, easily sliding between her parted vaginal lips, and kissed her way back down to Rarity’s neck. After a few moments of gentle teasing, Rainbow slowly brought her hoof up and rubbed the frog of her hoof against Rarity’s clitoris.

        “S-sweet Celestia.” Rarity grasped at the blanket while she arched her back, trying to get just a little more of the divine hoof working her over. Rainbow’s hoof made a long swipe over her clitoris that finally sent her over the edge. All of the pent up tension that had built in her core unleashed at once, releasing a torrent of rapturous ecstasy. She bucked and thrashed while her orgasm tore through her, and she was driven to ever higher heights by Rainbow’s ceaseless efforts on her nethers.

        When the throes of Rarity’s orgasm finally started to ebb, Dash sat up and pulled her hoof away. She brought her hoof up to her lips and gave it a small lick, humming appreciatively at how good her marefriend tasted. Before Rarity could recover, Rainbow quickly lowered herself between her marefriend’s legs and began lapping enthusiastically at her dripping sex.

        “Rainb—ooh… I d-don’t th—ah!” Rarity’s attempted protest was lost in a series of increasingly loud gasps and moans. Normally, she was too sensitive for any stimulation so soon after orgasm, but Rainbow was applying just the right amount of pressure to avoid over-stimulating her. The final glow of her first orgasm hadn’t even faded yet, but she could already feel another one building. She brought a hoof down and ran it through Rainbow’s mane, pressing her marefriend’s face more firmly against her nethers.

        Dash was more than happy to oblige, continuing to explore her marefriend where ever her tongue could reach. She hungrily devoured Rarity’s soaked slit, plunging her tongue as deeply as she could. Pressing her snout in closer, she gently rubbed Rarity’s clit with the tip of her nose.

        Rarity’s mouth opened in a silent cry when her second orgasm hit her, but it wasn’t silent for long as a high-pitched scream followed a second later. Her vaginal walls clenched Rainbow’s tongue while a small gush of her juices poured forth. Her legs trembled. Her wings twitched and spasmed. Waves of bliss ravaged her body, leaving her a quivering shell when the finally faded. She let out one last breath, exhaling softly as she sank into the cloud.

        She was vaguely aware of something settling against her side. After completing the herculean task of lifting her head, she saw Rainbow snuggled up next to her. Rarity lifted a foreleg and wrapped it around her marefriend. At least, she thought she did; her entire body tingled and it was difficult to tell exactly where her limbs were. She felt like she should say something, anything to let Rainbow know just how indescribably amazing that had been, but her brain wasn’t quite ready to form coherent thoughts yet. She settled for giving her marefriend a squeeze and letting out a contented sigh. “Rainbow… that was…” A dozen words floated through her mind, but none of them felt sufficient.

        “Awesome?” Rainbow offered.

        “Precisely.” Rarity leaned down and kissed her marefriend on the nose. She settled down to enjoy the last vestiges of her afterglow while snuggling with Rainbow. As feeling returned to her body, she felt a hoof idly tracing random motions on her stomach. Her eyes drifted closed and she struggled to hold in a yawn. She squirmed a bit when Rainbow’s hoof dipped lower, tickling the insides of her thighs. It wasn’t that the sensation was unpleasant, but that it threatened to reawaken the fires that had just recently been doused. She didn’t dare to say anything until her marefriend’s hoof finally brushed against the edge of her nethers. “Careful, love, I’m rather… sensitive now that we’re done.”

        “Done?” Dash repeated. She lifted her head and looked at her marefriend with a raised eyebrow. Her mouth tugged up into a smirk while her hoof kept working around Rarity’s privates. She brought her hoof ever inward, eventually running the edge between her marefriend’s still parted vaginal lips. Rarity shuddered, and Rainbow’s smirk broke into a full-fledged grin. “Babe, I’m not even close to done with you.”