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// Exchange Of Services (June 8th, Saturday morning.) 
// Story: Overprotective Marefriend 
// by Jhoira 
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Flitter squirmed a little in Rainbow Dash's firm grasp, blushing as the stronger pony held her close. She giggled a little as she looked up at her marefriend. "Hey, Dash, you do know no one's planning on stealing me right?"

Rainbow Dash grinned and released Flitter, clearing her throat gently. "Sorry Flitter just... After you said it I wanted to..." She smiled a bit and reached a hoof up, gently running it through Flitter's pretty mane. "If you won't let me do it in public I'll cuddle you in private."

Flitter blushed a little, scowling, though at herself not at Rainbow Dash, she usually had better control over herself than this. "That's fine, Rainbow Dash. We can cuddle in private to our hearts' content." She really did like it when they were cuddling, but she refused to let the general public see, for the obvious reasons. Obviously at least in Flitter's head, too much of a display of emotions was a vulnerability, and open cuddling was a form of emotional display. She turned to start towards the door. "Now, I'll make us breakfast and... Urk!" Flitter was interrupted by a pounce onto her from behind Rainbow Dash. Normally she'd be annoyed by an unexpected ambush but this time she just snickered. "Well, I walked right into that one didn't I?"

Rainbow Dash grinned as she nuzzled the pony below her, pushed slightly into the cloud floor underneath them. "You sure did!" Rainbow Dash gave Flitter a gentle kiss on the top of her head before climbing off of her and offering her a hoof to help her up, which Flitter took with a roll of her eyes. "Hey, after my show tonight you wanna go to that fancy Prench place?"

Flitter raised an eyebrow but resumed her way down to the kitchen, no matter what they did for dinner she had to make breakfast, she didn't want to eat whatever half-frozen piece of poison Rainbow Dash would whip up. She looked over her shoulder as she walked down the stairs with Rainbow Dash following her. "Oh? I thought you didn't like fancy food?"

Rainbow Dash gave a partial shrug. "Ok, it's not that bad, and you like it."

Flitter grinned over at her marefriend. "Oh, are you celebrating after we sa... Er... This morning..." Flitter flushed a little a, not quite ready to talk about the event. She didn't regret it by any means but it still made her deal with feelings that made her feel vulnerable. "Or is there something that you've done that I haven't found out about yet?"

Rainbow Dash laughed and shook her head, grinning. "Absolutely not!... Not this time." 

Flitter rolled her eyes. "So you didn’t sign my name under another silent auction date with Spitfire?”

Rainbow Dash blushed gently. “It was for charity! And I didn’t think that’d be the last bid!”

Flitter shook her head slightly as she started to take down plates and food. The ‘date’ had actually been pretty fun. As it consisted of her and Spitfire roasting the absent Rainbow Dash at a fancy restaurant. And on top if paying for the night Rainbow Dash had bought her a pretty new bracelet ‘just because.’ “Ok, so a celebration then?”

Rainbow Dash nodded, glad to be off the topic of her follies. “Yep. And while it might be a bit pricy I think you’re worth it.”

Flitter snickered, that snicker that Rainbow Dash always knew was followed by a clever jab.m. “I didn’t realize you had priced out my worth.”

Rainbow Dash chuckled gently. “Oh yeah, I mean I pay Chaser a stipend for every night your in my bed.”

Flitter snorted gently and eyed her marefriend, muttering, “clever.” She raised her voice to be clearly heard. “I hope you got a bulk discount. Cuddling is extra you know.”

Rainbow Dash let out a loud guffaw, cuddling had been all they’d been doing. “Well I hope it’s a multiplier and not just an extra tacted on.”

Flitter actually took a moment out of cooking to stick her head out, seeing that Rainbow Dash had made them both chairs and a table out of the clouds. “Very clever Dash.” Rainbow Dash frowned did a moment, Flitter didn’t usually lose their exchanges, only to have her confusion shattered by the next sentence. “But it's in addition to all my cooking and cleaning and such.”

Rainbow Dash crossed her forelegs. “Oh yeah? Well, the tab you’ve been running up should cover that.”

Flitter raised an eyebrow. “My tab for you sleeping with me?” Rainbow Dash nodded. “Is equal to my cooking, cleaning, and such for you?” Another, though hesitant, nod from Rainbow Dash. Noticing Flitter had her victory smirk on again... “Well, seems fair...” Rainbow Dash narrowed her eyes, she didn’t trust this victory for one second, and was right to not as Flitter added a final word. “Prostitute.”

Rainbow Dash groaned and poofed her head gently into the table in front of her. “Well that one was obvious, wasn’t it? Hey! Wait! You just said...”

Flitter snickered as she went back into the kitchen. “I just cuddle, cook, and clean Rainbow Dash. You were the one who admitted to sleeping with me in exchange for tangibly valuable services.”

Rainbow Dash frowned slightly. She cursed silently as she mentally went over exactly what Flitter had said. But she couldn't stay sour for very long, Flitter loved winning their verbal jousts. That was a hit Rainbow Dash was more than willing to take to see the pretty mare smile. Walking over and leaning against the wall Rainbow Dash grinned at her marefriend. "You clever minx."

Flitter snickered a little but smiled widely at her victory. "You've been watching those old movies again haven't you? Minx, hehe."

Rainbow Dash grinned and raised an eyebrow. "So, that Prench place for dinner?"

Flitter nodded. "Sure, it'll save me cooking! Which is only slightly cheaper than going out..."

Rainbow Dash chortled gentle at that. "Flitter, you're beautiful." Flitter blushed slightly and turned, busying herself with the eggs. Mumbling something about another ambush. To which Rainbow Dash chuckled, walking back to the table to wait for breakfast.

Snickering again at a new idea she trotted back over to the door. "Fliiiiitttttttter?"

Flitter glanced over her should suspiciously. "Yes...?"

"Are you sure there's nothing I can help with?"

The thrown spatula was answer enough, even though Rainbow Dash still heard the verbal reprimand as she dodged out of the way. "You stay out of my kitchen! Monster!" Rainbow Dash grinned as she retrieved the spatula and placed it just inside the kitchen for Flitter to retrieve, careful not to enter. Flitter had banned Rainbow Dash from helping cook after the second disaster. Though on the surface Rainbow Dash did it just to be a pest, she really did it to hear Flitter call the kitchen 'her' kitchen. Something that Flitter hadn't yet said about the Cloudominium or their, more or less, shared bedroom yet.