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// Rainbow Dash 
// Story: Mane 6 Mistletoe Simulator 
// by CategoricalGrant 
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Rainbow Dash is floating outside your door with a characteristically cocky expression on her face, the beating of her wings clearing the air around her of the thick snowflakes that are falling.
“Well, hello Rainbow Dash!” you say with a smile. “You’re looking particularly awesome today.”
“I know I am,” she replies without a second thought, brushing her way past you roughly and into your home. 
You smile and shake your head, closing the door gently. “Well, it’s nice to see you.”
She lands and raises an eyebrow, smiling cockily. “I’d be glad to see me too.”
You furrow your brow and glare at her, somewhat disillusioned.
Rainbow Dash rolls her eyes, her smile softening. “And it’s pretty good to see you too.” 
You close the gap between you and give her a hug before she can pull away. She grunts in annoyance, but you notice that she leans into you anyway. 
You nuzzle her mane before she pulls back. “Bleh,” she growls, sticking out her tongue at you. “I get it.”
You frown sadly. “C’mon, why don’t you like hugs?”
“Because they’re lame,” she scoffs, trotting over to sit on your couch. “I don’t know why anypony ever likes to be touched,” she spits.
“‘Cuz it feels nice,” you state matter-of-factly. 
Rainbow Dash just murmurs skeptically in response, crossing her front hooves and staring into the fire with derision. 
“Just like...getting presents!” you tell her, pulling out a large, heavy cylinder gift wrapped with rainbow-striped paper.
When you say the word ‘presents’ Rainbow Dash’s ears perk up and her head spins towards you. She regards the package you are offering to her with wide, sparkling eyes. “Now that’s what I’m talking about!” She nabs it away without so much as a thank you, ripping the paper open to reveal a packaged bottle of aged cider. “No way! 12 years!? AWESOME! This must have been expensive!”
You blush a little bit and rub the back of your head with a hoof. “Well, you know...only the best for the most awesome pony in Ponyville.”
Rainbow Dash socks you in the shoulder. “Y’know, you’re probably the second coolest pony in town after me. You should be getting expensive stuff too.”
“Really?” you ask, suddenly grinning. “Does that mean you got me something luxurious?”
The smile falls off of Rainbow Dash’s face and she slowly becomes worried. “I...I...uh-”
“Didn’t get me anything?” you ask, only a little bit disappointed. “I figured as much.” 
“I-I’m sorry,” her raspy voice shakes. “I was really busy with practice, and I just forgot.”
“Don’t worry about it,” you say. “Not a huge surprise to me. I’m just glad you came over.”
Rainbow Dash, too ashamed to even look at you, turns her head upward, where her body freezes. Another moment later, her wings flare out to her sides. “Is that mistletoe?”
You look upward as well. “Ah, shoot. I meant to take that down after-”
“No!” Rainbow Dash cries, launching herself off of the couch and into the air. She skids over into the corner of the room, a hoof against her chest in a submissive cower. “G-get that away from me!”
You blink a few times. “Woah, Rainbow Dash, you alright?” 
“S-stay away!”
“Relax! It’s just mistletoe, and it isn’t even supposed to be out. What’s your deal?”
She gasps in surprise at your question. “My deal is that kissing is sappy! It’s all about affection and openness and it’s just...It’s mushy! It’s gross!”
“Sounds to me like you’re afraid of it,” you say, unimpressed with her argument. 
“A...afraid?” she asks, placing her hoof back on the ground. “I’m not afraid of anything!” She stands up confidently and smacks her barrel with a hoof. “Did you forget who you’re talking to?”
You perk up an eyebrow as an idea hits you. “Yeah, a pony who’s afraid of little, teeny-tiny kisses.”
Rainbow Dash growls. “You think you’re funny, huh!?” she asks, stomping towards you. 
“I’m not cracking jokes, I’m just stating facts. You’re just a friend who doesn’t buy me Hearth’s Warming gifts and is afraid of hanging plants.”
“Yeah!?” she bellows, sneering. “I’ll show you!” She leaps forward, tackling you into the couch as her lips attack yours hungrily.
You lie back with a smirk, having fully expected the result as she pins you against the couch kisses you violently. You manage to break your front hooves free, using one to rub the soft feathers of her outstretched wings while the other wraps tightly around her small, toned midsection.
She breaks the kiss, breathing heavily as she tries to regain the ability to speak. “HA! I told you!” As if to accentuate her point, she presses her muzzle against yours again, her soft lips putting yours under even more pressure as she wraps her hooves tightly around your neck. She releases your back hooves, allowing you to wrap your back legs around her flanks and flip her onto her back as you continue the kiss.
Rainbow Dash, of course, seems to take issue with this, and immediately flips you back over with a coordinated buck of her hips and beat of her wings. She presses down more tightly against you to squash any hope of a repeat occurrence. In response, you allow the hoof that had been caressing her wing to move up the back of her neck and run through her mane.
Rainbow Dash pulls back again, her teeth giving your bottom lip a sharp and aggressive bite as she removes herself from your muzzle.
“Ow,” you choke, enjoying the warm feeling from the embrace as you stare into Rainbow Dash’s piercing magenta eyes. They’re displaying an emotion you can’t put your hoof on- kind of like disdain, mixed with admiration.
After a few moments of Rainbow Dash catching her breath, she bears her teeth at you and a chillingly low growl emanates from her core. “If you ever tell anypony that we kissed, I will deny it and then come over here and beat you into a bloody pulp!”
“That’d be hot,” you comment.
“I’m serious!” she spits at you. “You won’t be kissing anypony ever again, since I’ll have torn off your lips!”
“Better get these in now, then,” you quip, pulling her against you in a surprise kiss. 
Rainbow Dash, evidently not having expected this, shivers and moans quietly into your lips.
Breaking away immediately, you wiggle your eyebrows at her. “Sounds like you really enjoyed that one, Dashie!” 
Rainbow Dash swiftly punches you in the stomach, knocking the wind out of you. “That’s it!” she howls, moving her lips toward yours again. “As soon as we’re done making out, I’m going to kick the daylights out of you, and I am not kidding!”