"Hey Soarin"
"What"
"Do you have a…"
"Wha-"
"Y'know."
Soarin thought about the predicament in his head, pondering how he could have been so foolish. His usual hook-ups were casual encounters with adoring groupies; he'd been suggestive enough with Rainbow Dash in their earlier encounters to know that his intentions must have made themselves as clear as day, but she hadn't succumbed until now. Was it this fact alone that distinguished her from the others? Somehow, Soarin didn't think so; there was something else that was tugging at him. Perhaps it was her talented flying ability, seeing as it was a known secret amongst the Wonderbolts that she was a better flyer than most of their prospects. It made enough sense, but for some reason, Soarin had a sneaking suspicion that there was something else to it. Something he couldn't put his hoof on.
Normally the issue at hand wouldn't be a problem whatsoever, but he needed to find a solution, and fast. He used his wings to assist himself in standing up, an awkward act on itself considering the circumstances. Rainbow Dash sat up with a puzzled look on her face. He may have known that there were no contraceptives in the apartment, but he wasn't about to let Dash find out. He began to frantically search through his drawers.
"Uh… hm… well…"
Out of nowhere, Soarin ceased his senseless stutter, shut the drawer and turned to Dash, his body stiff.
"Dash, I don't have any."
Dash groaned. She looked a little disappointed, but then had an inquisitive look on her face. She focused back on Soarin.
"Uh… Why not? I mean, you're popular enough that I imagined you'd have a hundred bits worth on you at all times!"
Soarin had an embarrassed look on his face, and Dash looked a little uneasy as well. Soarin could have probably lied, but for some reason the sight of the blue mare prevented him. He realized he was still flying, and he dropped to the ground softly.
"I'm uh… not uh, well," Soarin cleared his throat, "I'm not that… responsible… all the time."
Dash rolled her eyes.
"All the more reason to hold off for now then. Way to kill the vibe man."
Soarin's disappointment was clear as his smile began to shrink, as did another one of his body parts. His shoulders shrugged and his wings began to soften. He trotted back over to Dash and helped her up.
Before she was fully on her feet, Soarin kissed her again. She thought to pull away initially, but decided there was no reason for that; maybe she was being picky. Still, she wasn't about to give herself away that easily, even to someone like him.
She had her eyes closed but opened them when she felt something warm poking against her thigh. She looked down and sighed to herself.
Soarin was embarrassed, again. Still, he was only equine; he couldn't help nature, and despite his rationale side's pleading, he made one final attempt.
"Y'know Dash, theres… other… things we could do…"
Both of them were looking down at one another until Dash's eyes darted back up. Soarin kept looking.
"Soarin!"
Soarin's eyes Darted up to meet Dash's.
"I'm so sorry, I just, I saw you were looking too and then you were looking at me but I'm always used to people looking at me so I didn't pick up on it and th-"
Dash laughed at him before burying her head in his chest.
"Colts…"
Sensing that it was his moment of redemption, Soarin lifted the two of them into the air and fluttered over to his cloudbed. He laid her down on her side and curled up behind her, wrapping his forehooves around her body and neck. Dash realized how tired she was and she began to curl up on the cloud, Soarin's warm embrace a sufficient substitute for the blanket she lacked.
She would have drifted off in a few minutes until she remember Soarin's excitement, conveniently situated against her flank. She broke off from his embrace and rolled around so she was face to face with him. She shoved him gently in the chest with her hoof, causing him to roll over onto his back, his eyes to the ceiling. She saw him smiling to himself.
Dash crawled onto Soarin's belly and began kissing him again. However, this time she began to move down his body; first to his neck, then his chest. She gently rubbed him with her hooves as she slid her body down so that her head was at his naval. She continued to kiss downward until she reached the source of his excitement, when she looked up and met Soarin's eyes.
He had bunched up the cloud behind his head and was sitting up slightly, enough that he could look down and watch the action. He was trying to hold it in, but his goofy smile was plastered on his face as his breath became uneven.
"Are you sure you don't want me to take care of you also?"
Soarin tried his best to be a gentlecolt.
Rainbow Dash laughed
"You can owe me this one."