Rainbow Dash glided back down to land in the street, and looked up at the even blanket of clouds in satisfaction. It had taken for-freaking-ever, but they were finally ready for tonight’s rainstorm. The stupid clouds had kept clumping up, threatening to turn what was supposed to be a gentle shower into a nasty thunderstorm, and she’d had to really bust her flank to get everything worked out.
She nodded to herself and turned to the rest of her weather team, who were all looking a bit peaked. “Okay, crew, good work. I think we can knock off for the day.” There was a chorus of pleased murmurs, and several of the pegasi sagged in relief. Rainbow snickered to herself. Pansies. It wasn’t that hard. Her thoughts were interrupted by her belly emitting a seismic rumble. Well, it has been kind of a long day. Man, am I hungry. She felt a slight sense of apprehension; Lero had said he was going to cook tonight, and he’d been planning on trying to adapt a recipe he vaguely remembered from his home using local ingredients. The last few times he’d done that, the results had been… mixed. His attempt at pizza had been pretty good, (if slightly different from what she was used to) and the ‘hash browns’ had been outright delicious, but the ‘chili’ had been completely inedible. Oh well, the pegasus thought with a mental shrug, we can always go out for dinner if it doesn’t work. In the rain. She sighed. At least there won’t be much competition for tables.
She was just about to take off and head for Lero’s house when she heard someone clear their throat behind her. “Good afternoon, Rainbow Dash.”
“Oh, hey Twilight, what’s up?” The pegasus folded her wings again and turned to face her friend, who was looking a bit nervous. Rainbow cocked her head. “You okay?”
Twilight started. “Oh! Yes! Yes, I’m fine. I, er, wanted to ask you something.”
There was a long pause as Rainbow waited for Twilight’s question. Finally, the pegasus lifted her brows and said, “Ooookay… what did you want to ask?”
Twilight flushed, the slight reddening barely visible beneath the fur of her cheeks. “I… er, well, that is…” The unicorn stammered.
Rainbow snorted. “C’mon, Twilight, spit it out. I’m not gonna bite.”
Twilight flushed deeper, but she paused and took a breath to steady herself. “I’d… well, I’d like to ask you and Lero to dinner.”
“Sure, sounds like fun.” Rainbow paused. “Wait, you mean like on a date?”
The unicorn nodded. “Yes. I… well, I like both of you, and I get along really well with both of you… I know you haven’t really made your relationship all that public yet, but you both seem so happy.” Twilight smiled, slightly tremulously. “And, well, I care about both of you, and I’d like to be part of that relationship, too. Do… you think that would be okay?”
Rainbow blinked, surprised. Twilight had hinted some time ago that she might be interested in something like this, but the pegasus hadn’t thought at the time that her friend was serious. She felt like a bit of a jerk now for not mentioning it to Lero. “Er, well, I don’t have any problems with the idea,” Rainbow hazarded, “Did you already talk to Lero about it?”
“Oh, heavens no!” Twilight exclaimed. “That would have been rude! Every source I’ve found is quite clear on the subject; a mare wanting to join a herd should talk to the lead mare of that herd. Or at least, to one of the mares. And that’s you!”
“Er, right.” Rainbow wondered what the heck Twilight had been reading. That sounded really old-fashioned; as far as the pegasus knew, it was perfectly okay to approach the stallion instead of one of the mares. And who even had a lead mare anymore? That was, like, feudal stuff, nopony did it anymore. Then again, her own courtship experience was pretty much nonexistent, so what did she know? “Well, tell you what. Let me talk to the big guy tonight, and I’ll give you an answer tomorrow. I honestly think he’d be fine with it, I know he likes you, but I’d rather make sure he’s cool with the idea before I say yes. That okay?”
Twilight blinked in mild surprise, chewing her lip nervously, but nodded. “Yes, that should be fine. You’d be okay with it, though?”
“Oh, yeah, I’d be fine.” Rainbow hesitated. “Um… you know I’m a little bent, right? Mares don’t turn me on. Like, at all. I really do like you and everything, and if you do wind up joining our little herd I’d be totally happy to help you and him have fun, but, ah…”
“But when you did it would be mostly between you and him and not between you and me, right?” Twilight interrupted. She smiled shyly. “That’s okay. The relationship I was in while I was in school had a filly like that, her name was Star Shimmer. She would give advice and such, but I don’t think she so much as kissed any of the other fillies, she only got physical with the guys. I’m fine with it.”
Rainbow tilted her head a bit. “You were in a herd?” It was a bit hard to picture the somewhat antisocial academic as part of a relationship.
“For a while,” Twilight answered, her eyes turning a bit dreamy. “It was nice; two stallions, six mares, including me. We all cared about each other a lot. But, well, I had to spend more and more time studying, and I just kind of drifted away. I just realized one day that it had been nearly a month since I’d been with them, and I decided to break it off.” The unicorn smiled. “They were sad to see me go, but, well, I was just so busy.”
“Aren’t you still pretty busy most of the time?”
Twilight shrugged. “Well, yes, but… honestly, I think I care about the two of you more than I did my friends in school. Not that I didn’t care about them, but… I’d be willing to make the time for the two of you. Well, assuming the two of you will have me, that is.”
The pegasus nodded firmly. “Like I said, I’ll talk to Lero tonight. I think he’ll probably say yes, though. I’ll come find you tomorrow. You’ll be at the library in the morning?”
“Yep! All morning. I’ve got a project I’m working on.” Twilight giggled, sounding a little relieved. “And thanks, Rainbow Dash.”
“Aw, don’t mention it. If I’d been thinking I’d have already mentioned it to him; I remember you saying something a while ago.” Rainbow was distracted by a drop of water hitting the dusty street nearby; evidently the rain was starting. “Oops, dangit.” She glanced up at the dark clouds in irritation. “Stupid things were supposed to hold for another hour or so before they started. Better head home, Twilight, it’s not gonna be a storm, but it’ll rain pretty solidly for the next five hours at least.” Stupid clouds. Even when you do everything right they still act up.
“All right. See you in the morning, then?” Rainbow nodded, and Twilight leaned forward, planting a light kiss on the pegasus’s cheek before turning and galloping off down the street.
Rainbow smiled quietly. Mares might not turn her on, but a kiss from a good friend was still a nice feeling. The rain was starting to come down harder, and she spread her wings and flew off across town.
The rainstorm had really hit its stride by the time she landed, and the pegasus found herself wishing that Lero’s home had more of a porch. She wasn’t really able to shake the water off before stepping inside, and instead had to enter the house dripping wet from the mild downpour.
“Hey, that you, Rainbow?” his voice called from the kitchen.
“Yeah,” she called back, “Hold up, I flew here through the rain, so I’m soaked. Let me dry off real quick.”
“Sure thing; I’m in the kitchen working on dinner. I think it’ll be good this time!”
Rainbow snorted, thinking, we’ll see, and quickly made her way to the bathroom to towel off. She made a mental note; most ponies hung towels near the door when bad weather was expected so a visitor could dry themselves off without having to choose between tracking water all over the place as she just had and shaking themselves at the door, soaking everything nearby. She should probably suggest he do the same. It was probably the whole clothing thing again; humans probably didn’t drip as much, since they wore clothes all the time and the cloth probably just absorbed the water. She wondered idly what a human did when they got soaked in a storm: did they change clothes, did they just sit there and shiver in soggy cloth, or did they do the sensible thing and strip to dry off so they weren’t putting dry clothes on a wet body?
Having dried herself off enough that she didn’t drip, Rainbow stepped into Lero’s kitchen, and was greeted by a rich, cheesy smell that was very promising. A couple of pots were bubbling away merrily on the stove, and the human was carefully stirring a pot of thick, white sauce. He turned as she entered. “Hey, Rainbow. I think you’ll like this one, it’s coming out pretty much exactly as I’d remembered.”
“Really? What is it? Can I have a taste?”
He waved a finger at her. “Not ‘till it’s done, sorry. Chef’s rule.” He started to kneel to hug her in greeting, but she preempted him. Pushing herself up on her hind legs, she embraced him tightly with her forelegs as his arms went around her body. They stood there for a few moments, just hugging each other close.
Finally, Lero spoke up. “You’re still pretty damp, you know.”
Rainbow giggled. “Yep. Rain does that.”
“You’re soaking my clothes.”
She laughed again. “I know. But it’s getting me dry.”
The human chuckled. “You’re impossible.” He didn’t let go, though. They held each other a few moments longer before exchanging a quick kiss and finally breaking the embrace. He turned back to the stove, Rainbow staying upright with a forehoof on his shoulder to help her balance. She draped herself across his back as he started stirring again, laying her head alongside one shoulder while one forehoof hooked over the other, wishing as she did so that she was just a tiny bit taller. She wouldn't trade being able to fly for anything, but sometimes she thought it would be kinda nice to be earth pony-tall. Or even unicorn-tall. She sniffed carefully; the smell coming from that pot of sauce was really, really nice.
“So, whatcha cookin’?”
Lero pointed at the stove. “Well, I’ve got some pasta that I made. And no, it’s not like what you’ve had before,” he said, before she could ask the first question that came to mind. “You folks use hay or somesuch for pasta like you do for fries. This is different.”
Rainbow cocked her head where it rested against his arm. “Oh? Different how? And what else would you use for fries?”
“This is made with eggs and flour,” he pointed at the merrily boiling pot of water. “Made the noodles this morning before I left for work, and they’ve been drying all day. They’re not quite done yet, but they should be good. And this,” he delicately tasted the white sauce he was stirring, “is alfredo sauce. More or less. You folks use different cheeses than what I’m used to, but I think I found decent analogs for what I need, and I think it’ll be nice.”
Rainbow snorted a laugh. “What, so you get to taste it before it’s done, but I don’t?”
“Chef’s prerogative, my dear.” He smirked, ostentatiously taking another taste from the spoon. She noticed that there was a spot of sauce that had gotten on his lip that he didn't seem aware of.
“Oh yeah? We’ll see about that.” The wooden spoon dropped back into the pan as Rainbow pulled Lero around to face her, her forelegs looped around his neck, pulling his head down a bit while her wings pinned his arms against his sides. She kissed him hard, her tongue sliding into his mouth and gathering up the flavor that still lingered there. It wasn’t a long kiss, and she licked his lip as she pulled away.
“Mmm…” she said, considering. “Yeah, that actually does taste pretty good. Cheesy.”
The human chuckled. “You know, I had a bet with myself whether you’d argue with me that I should give you a taste or whether you’d do what you just did.”
Rainbow snorted. “Did you win?”
He kissed her back, just a light brush of his lips. “Yep. In more ways than one.”
Warmth spread through Rainbow’s chest, and she spared a glance for the cyan feather braided into Lero’s hair. He had it brushed back behind his ear at the moment, but he was wearing it, as he always did when he was in his home. The pegasus smiled. “Guess you did.”
She felt his hand pat her hip. “You’d better let me go, or the sauce is gonna burn.”
Her smile took on a wicked edge. “Maybe if you ask nicely.” She looked him up and down, his arms still held against his sides by her wings.
“Mmm.” She felt his hands on both hips as he pulled her a little closer. “Pretty,” he kissed her lightly, “pretty,” another kiss, “please?”
Rainbow laughed merrily. “Yeah, that counts.” She folded her wings back against her sides, freeing the human’s arms, and released her hold on his neck. He patted her hip again and turned back to his stove while she dropped back to all fours.
She stepped up next to him, glancing at a pair of bowls on the counter. “What’s that?”
Lero looked aside, still stirring. “One of ‘em’s just some herbs I was gonna toss on top of the pasta once it’s served. Adds flavor. The other one’s got some diced shrimp I sautéed earlier that I was going to add to mine.”
“Shrimp, huh?” Rainbow made a face. Like most pegasi, she liked fish, but shrimp just grossed her out. They looked like huge bugs.
The human chuckled. “Don’t worry, I won’t make you eat any. That’s why I cooked it separately, so I could have some without forcing it on you. You might give it a try, though; they’re shelled and chopped up, so they don’t really look anything like shrimp.”
Cautiously, Rainbow peeked into the bowl. He was right, it didn’t look anything like shrimp. Just little pinkish lumps, instead of huge bugs with way too many legs. Other pegasi had told her that they tasted good, but she’d never been able to get over the appearance. “Um, can I taste it?”
“Sure, help yourself,” Lero said, fishing out a long, flat noodle from the boiling water and examining it critically. “I cooked enough that you could have some too, if you want.” He nibbled on the end of the noodle. “Hm, needs just another minute or so.”
Rainbow glanced around, finding a pony-style fork on the counter nearby. Hooking the loop of fabric on the end around her forehoof, she hesitantly speared a piece of shrimp, lifting it out of the bowl to peer at it closely. Nope, no sign of legs, or exoskeleton, or anything, just a little pink puff, glistening in the light. She glanced over at Lero, who was trying unsuccessfully to hide an amused smile at her hesitancy. Well, fine then! She thought, feeling like she’d been challenged. I can take some weird food! Bracing herself, she popped the morsel into her mouth.
She chewed carefully. The texture was a little like a piece of bell pepper, squeaky against her teeth, and the flavor was… it was actually pretty nice. Really nice. Nothing like the slimy bug guts she’d half-expected. Rainbow looked up at Lero, who was watching her closely. “That’s not half bad, actually.”
The human grinned in delight, pleased by her approval. “It’ll be better in the alfredo sauce, if you decide to try it with your meal.” He lifted a noodle out of the water again. “Actually, I think we’re pretty much ready. You hungry, or would you rather wait?”
Rainbow’s stomach gave another seismic rumble at the suggestion of food. “I’m totally ready now.”
“Great! Fresh off the stove is usually best.” Lero quickly turned off the stove and drained the pasta. He piled a decent-sized mound of noodles onto a plate, and looked to Rainbow in inquiry through the veil of steam they emitted.
Her stomach growled again. “Um. Maybe a little more?” He heaped more pasta on, and she grinned. “Perfect.”
“You want to try the shrimp?”
“Eh, sure.” It had tasted good. Lero dumped a fair amount of the shrimp atop the pasta, poured a generous amount of the creamy white sauce over it, and sprinkled a bit of the greenish herbs from the other bowl on top.
“Your dinner, Lady,” the human said in a pompous tone, presenting the plate balanced atop the fingers of one hand and dropping an elaborate, flourishing bow. Rainbow laughed, half-surprised that his topheavy-looking body hadn’t pitched over and dropped him his face, carefully took the plate in her teeth, and set it on her back so she could carry it easily. She waited for him to serve himself, then the two walked side-by-side over to the table, where a pair of glasses of tea already waited.
The dish was delicious. The rich, creamy sauce and the shrimp went together amazingly well, and Rainbow wolfed down several bites in quick succession. This was exactly what she needed after burning off energy shoving clouds around all day. The long, floppy noodles were difficult to manage with the fork looped around her hoof, but she quickly figured out how to cut them down to manageable size.
“Good?” Lero asked, unicorn-style loopless fork balanced in his agile fingers.
“Mm-hmm!” Rainbow nodded emphatically, chewing. She swallowed hastily. “Yeah, this is great!”
“Glad to hear it.” He sounded relieved. “Especially after I screwed up so bad with the chili. Still not sure what went wrong there; I‘d never done vegetarian chili before, but I used the same spices I usually do. It should have been fine.”
“I don’t even care,” Rainbow said thickly, around another mouthful. “This stuff totally makes up for it. And this pasta is different; what is it?”
“Eggs and flour, like I said.” He chuckled at the pegasus’s skeptical look. “Really, that’s all it is. I’ll show you next time.”
“Cool.” The pegasus swallowed another generous bite. She tried to come up with a way to segue into the topic she wanted to broach, but couldn’t come up with anything. “Hey, Twilight wants to take us out to dinner. What do you think?”
Lero blinked in confusion, hit by the blunt-force trauma of her topic change. “Wait, what? What do you mean?”
Rainbow’s brow furrowed, trying to come up with another way to put it. She didn't quite succeed. “Um. Twilight. Twilight Sparkle? The unicorn? She wants to take us out to dinner.”
The human frowned in puzzlement. “Okay, yes, I know who Twilight is. Why does she want to take us out to dinner?”
The pegasus laughed, chomping down another bite of pasta. “She’s asking us out on a date, dude. Sorry, I’ve kept forgetting to talk to the mares that might be interested in you.”
“Oh. Oh! Okay, sorry, that flew over my head.” Lero took another bite, chewing slowly.
Rainbow raised an eyebrow, watching him carefully. “Soooo… is that a yes you’re interested, or no you’re not?”
He chewed for a few moments longer, thinking. “I’m not opposed in principle,” he said slowly, “I’m just… Rainbow, you and I, we’ve really got something between us. Aren’t you worried that having someone else involved, even someone we both get along with so well, might, I don’t know, dilute that?”
Rainbow cocked her head to the side, thinking. “Well, no, not really. I mean, what you and I’ve got,” she felt a little surge in her heart, saying those words, “It’s not gonna go away just ‘cause we’re sharing with Twilight. It's always gonna be there, y'know? And, I mean, you might get the same thing between you and Twilight. Or me and Twilight. Or all three of us together. Wouldn’t that just make it even better?” She paused and then added gently, “Maybe it’s harder for you not to be monogamist than you thought, big guy.”
Lero blinked in surprise. He opened his mouth, then shut it again without saying anything. “I… well, I guess you may be right.” He said, after a few moments’ rumination. “That particular bit of my culture seems to have stuck better than I’d thought.” He rubbed his chin, considering. “Well… let me get your input then, Rainbow. What do you think?”
The pegasus shrugged. “I don’t see any reason to say no. I mean, you and Twilight are pretty good friends already, you get along really well. And I’m good friends with her, too. I think we ought to at least give her a chance.”
The human rubbed his chin for a moment more, and then slowly nodded. “All right. You’re pretty much my expert on local culture, so it would be kind of stupid of me to ignore your advice, huh?”
Rainbow snickered. “Yup. And you’re smarter than me, so you’re not gonna do something dumb like ignore good advice, right?”
Lero grinned wryly. “I suppose not, O great advisor, knower of sage truths and speaker of timeless wisdom.”
The pegasus pushed herself upright in her chair, turning her chin up pompously and waving a hoof in a vague, dismissive motion. She tried to come up with something appropriately vague and haughty sounding, but what escaped her lips was, “You know it.” He snorted, trying not to laugh, and she couldn’t help herself any longer. The pegasus dissolved into giggles and guffaws, and in her mirth she failed to remember that she’d turned her chair sideways to make space for her wings as she often did and lost her balance, nearly falling backward out of the chair. “Woah!” She had to flail her wings and forelimbs wildly to keep her balance and wound up looking rather silly, and that set Lero off as well. It was a few moments before either could speak, as the sound of laughter overwhelmed the quiet patter of the rain falling outside.
“Whooo,” Lero said finally, wiping his eyes and recovering his composure. “Okay. Well, if you’re sure that’s the right course of action, Oh Wise Advisor who forgets there’s no back on the chair,” Rainbow snickered despite herself, and Lero almost started laughing again, but managed to hang on, “Then all right. Did Twilight have a day in mind?”
Rainbow hesitated. “Um. I kinda forgot to ask that. Uh… you’ve got your day off day after tomorrow, right? That’d probably be a good day for it.”
“Okay. My next question is, what am I supposed to do?”
“Do?” The pegasus tilted her head in confusion. “Whaddaya mean?”
“It’s a date, right? How am I supposed to act? Is there anything I need to do? A particular way I’m supposed to dress or act? I mean, I don’t think we’ve ever been on an actual date…”
“Er…” Rainbow realized she actually knew very little about how a guy was supposed to act on a date. “Well, I know you’re supposed to dress up some. And, uh, pay attention if you’re interested? It’s just dinner, I don’t think there’re any huge things you need to worry about.” She paused. “Aw, man, I feel kinda bad now. I never asked you out, never really courted you. Everything just sorta happened.”
“Rainbow, do you think I have any complaints?” She looked up to meet his smiling eyes. “If you do, then don’t worry. Our relationship may have been slightly unusual, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.” Rainbow’s heart thumped a bit in her chest. She bit her lip, speechless for the moment. “Are you sure there aren’t any traditions or rituals I’ll need to be ready for?”
Rainbow shook herself, focusing on the question. “No, not really… wait! Right, the flower thing! You remember that, right?”
He nodded. “You mentioned that one before. She’ll offer me a flower the same color as her coat, right?”
“Yeah. She’ll offer it to you when you get to… shoot, wherever we’re going. I should’ve talked to her more, but the rain was starting.” Rainbow shook her head. “She’ll actually have two flowers; one for you and one for me. Since we're already together, she's basically courting both of us.”
Lero nodded. “Right. Hey, does that mean I can wear this, too?” He raised his hand to the side of his head, gently stroking the cyan feather hanging in his hair.
She bit her lip, feeling a surge of love mixed with a current of trepidation. “I… yeah, if you want. I guess it’s time for everyone to know, huh?”
Lero leaned across the little table, laying his hand on her forehoof. “Don’t worry, Rainbow. I think you’ll be pleased by how many of your neighbors are happy for us.”
She looked up worriedly. She’d heard all kinds of nasty jokes back in Cloudsdale about ponies who courted other species. She was less worried about herself; she could handle it. She just didn’t want him to have to handle it, too. “I hope so.”
“It’ll be okay,” he said soothingly. “Tell you what, let’s finish dinner before it gets too cold, and we can talk about this more later. Okay?”
Rainbow flashed him a grin, shaken out of her thoughts. “Sounds good to me.” She took a big bite of the cooling pasta and sauce. “Don’t want this to go to waste!” She exclaimed thickly around the generous mouthful.
They quickly polished off their dinner. Rainbow was trying desperately to recall anything she'd heard about how a stallion was supposed to act on a date, and Lero had a thoughtful, considering expression on his face as he ate. It would help if she knew a little more about how humans courted; he’d been trying so hard to fit Equestrian norms that he’d said very little about how his home culture behaved in that regard. She'd learned over the last couple of months that he had the weirdest gaps in his knowledge, and what he knew didn't always fill those gaps in the right way. Like when she'd found out that some of the ponies in the market had been really ripping him off because he apparently didn't know how to haggle. How the heck could anyone get by without knowing how to haggle? She'd put a stop to that, by coming along when he needed stuff and helping him learn to deal with shopkeepers and merchants; she wasn’t about to let somepony rip her coltfriend off like that. It really ticked her off, thinking about how much they’d soaked him for before she’d realized what was going on. The thought of money reminded her of something as she finished the last bite of her pasta.
“Oh, Lero, dude, I just thought of something.” He looked up attentively, and she pointed at him with the fork looped around her forehoof for emphasis. “Twilight's gonna want to pay for dinner. Don't argue with her about it.” He looked a bit mulish, so she continued, “Look, I know it makes you a little uncomfortable for the mare to be the one that pays. I get it, big guy.” There was a reason she let him win the argument about who was gonna pay about half the time when they went to a restaurant together. (Even though it wasn't easy to let someone else win something) She understood, she really did, humans were backward in some really confusing ways, and she knew she'd be uncomfortable if their positions were reversed and he was the one expected to pay. But Twilight wouldn't understand yet. Rainbow shook her head. “But, dude, Lero, that's how a date is supposed to go. I know that much. And I guarantee you Twilight's reading up on that right now. You know how she is about stuff; she's gonna do, like, research on it, and she'll get all awkward if what she reads doesn't quite match up to what happens.”
Lero sighed, nodding. “Yeah, you've got a point. I mean, she'll probably be expecting things to be at least a little different; we've had conversations about some of the differences between human and Equestrian civilizations before, so she knows at least a little of what to expect from me. I don't think we ever talked about courtship, though.” He paused, a slow flush creeping up his neck. Rainbow had to stifle a giggle; the way his bald skin turned bright pink when he blushed just never stopped being funny. “Um, Rainbow? Er, courtship's tied up with sex, right?”
“Well, duh. Yeah. At least most of the time.” The pegasus cocked her head, wondering where he was going with this.
Lero rubbed the back of his neck. “Well... er, is Twilight going to expect to come home with us if the date goes well? Or, er, for one or both of us to go home with her?”
Rainbow blinked, trying to untangle his meaning. She was about to say, well, yeah, if we're having fun she may wanna hang out some more, but then she blinked again, belatedly making the connection with his previous question. “Oh! You mean, if it goes well, is she gonna expect some action?” He nodded, and she laughed. “Nah, probably not. It usually takes at least a couple of dates to get to that point.” She felt her own cheeks heating, now. “Er. Yeah, the way things happened the day I kissed you that first time? That's... not how it usually goes. Not that I'm complaining, 'cause, y'know, that day was... pretty much a dream come true for me.” He smiled at her, and she felt another of those huge, tidal surges of love in her chest. Every once in a while, she got that feeling; it was like falling in love all over again, a sweet, almost painful pressure in her chest that shoved out everything else for a moment, even stealing her breath. Lero evidently saw it, rose from his chair, and stepped around the table, bending down to kiss her. The world vanished for a moment, as her thoughts focused solely on the slow movement of his lips against hers, the feeling of his hand on the back of her neck, his thumb brushing the back of her ear, the feeling of his shoulder that she hooked a forehoof over, just to give herself another point of contact with him. She wondered if it would ever stop being intoxicating; she hoped not. When the kiss ended, they stayed there resting their foreheads together, and Rainbow couldn't keep the smile off her lips. “Mm. Yeah, like that,” she whispered, “Like you stepped out of a dream. A really good one.” She leaned back a bit, looking in his eyes, then glanced down at his decidedly not-pony-shaped body. “Maybe a little bit of a weird dream, but still a good one.”
He chuckled, giving her another quick kiss, and by mutual unspoken agreement they both moved into the living room to sit on the couch. She leaned against him, his arm around her shoulders and her wing around his. Rainbow sighed in contentment, pulling her thoughts back to what they'd been discussing. “So, yeah,” she said, trying to pick up the thread of their earlier conversation, “I don't think Twilight'll be expecting any sexytimes, even if everything goes really, really well. She might come hang out with us here, or she might invite us to go hang out at the library for a while, but it probably wouldn't go further than that. Usually you have at least two dates first.”
“Okay,” he nodded absently, scratching his chin. “Hmm... anything else...”
Rainbow snuggled closer, laying her head on Lero's shoulder. “If you think of anything, speak up.” He craned his head to the side, laying his cheek against her forehead. The pegasus made a small sound of contentment, rubbing the wrist of her wing across his back.
They sat there, snuggled together on the couch, listening to the quiet sound of the rain outside. Eventually, Lero cleared his throat, something evidently occurring to him. “Mind if I ask you another question, Rainbow?”
The pegasus turned her head, nibbling softly on his earlobe. “Go ahead,” she breathed, lips brushing his immobile, shell-like ear and drawing a shiver of delight from the big human.
Rainbow was clearly able to see the human's ear redden slightly with a blush, and thought with some amusement, heh, it's gonna be another sex question. She made a mental bet with herself. She found it funny that he could still be shy about asking her questions like that. Especially after, well, all the stuff they'd done together. Double-especially since he'd been the one to take the lead the first few times, guiding her and showing her how to make both of them feel good when she hadn't really been all that sure what she was doing. She'd really appreciated that, his taking the lead at first and then giving her the option to take over after the first couple of times, when she'd gotten comfortable with what she was doing. They still traded off; while she found she’d liked being in charge (liked it a lot, actually) it was still fun to let him call the shots sometimes.
“Er, well, I, uh...” Oh, yeah, totally a sex question.
“C'mon, spit it out,” Rainbow breathed into his ear, caressing the outer edge of it with the tip of her tongue. He snorted something close to a giggle, twitching and craning his neck to try and hide his ear against his shoulder. Oh, ticklish there, are ya? Gonna remember that. You got some payback coming, big guy. He’d discovered that her belly was ticklish even before they’d gotten intimate, and until now she hadn’t really had a way to return that ‘favor.’
Fortunately, that moment evidently dislodged his reluctance. “Okay, feel free to get mad at me for this question, but, uh, if we do end up in bed with Twilight... how's that going to work, exactly? I've never been in a threesome with my own species, I wouldn't even know where to start with yours!”
Rainbow grinned in triumph and congratulated herself on winning her mental bet. Totally called it. She trailed some light kisses along the edge of his ear while she thought of the best way to answer, making him twitch and laugh. “C'mon, Rainbow, cut that out!”
“Yeah,” she breathed, “'cause you totally stop tickling me when I say that, right?” She giggled, playing with his ear for another few moments while he laughed, but she finally relented. Pulling back a bit, she cocked her head. “Well, first off, why would I get mad at you for asking that?”
He shrugged uneasily. “Well, I mean, I'm talking about making love to another woman. Er, mare.”
Rainbow sighed. “You're actually talking about both of us making love to another mare. Man, if mating makes you so jumpy, how the heck do humans make more humans?”
“We make do.”
She snorted. “Yeah, and I bet you're all nervous about it the whole time, huh? Unf, unf, blush, stammer. ‘Oh my gosh, I saw you naked! I’m so embarrassed!’ It must be hilarious to watch.”
He goosed her lightly under her wing, making her squeak in surprise. “Yeah, 'cause I've been so nervous when we've been together.”
The pegasus laughed. “Okay, yeah, you stop being nervous when the action starts. But, seriously, you don't have to worry about ticking me off. I love you, big guy. Even if you manage to make me mad, I won't stay that way.”
The arm around her shoulders hugged her a bit more tightly for a moment. “I love you, too. Thanks, Dash.”
“No problem!” Rainbow thought for a moment, still trying to figure out how best to answer his question. “Hmm. Well, as far as your question goes, there's a few ways to do it.” She fidgeted a bit. “I haven't actually done any of 'em, but y'know, you hear things. And see pictures. The normal way would be for you to get into it with one of us while the other one sort of helps out with spots that’re kinda awkward to reach. Y'know, making it feel better. I've always heard that being the one helping out is actually really hot, 'specially since the two who're doing the main event are supposed to give her a little, y’know, attention whenever they can, but, well...”
“But mares don't turn you on,” he finished for her, nodding.
“Right.” She flashed him a smile. “I might give it a try, 'cause you never know, it might be more fun than I'm thinking. But I'll probably just stay on the sidelines, I can give the two of you advice since I've got a pretty good idea of what you like,” She waggled her eyebrows mock-lasciviously at him, and he responded by laughing and trailing a finger slowly down her back. Rainbow caught her breath. “Yeah, and you know what I like, too. But Twi's not a pegasus; unicorns have different spots.” No reason to tell him that the only reason she knew anything about what unicorns liked was because of a magazine she saw one time. “And honestly, I'll be enjoying myself plenty watching the two of you have fun.”
“You wouldn't feel left out?” He asked with a frown.
Rainbow laughed. “What, you don't think I'd like watching two of my best friends, one of 'em the guy I love, and knowing just how good they're both feeling? I don't think you realize just how hot that is.” She shrugged. “'Sides, I can always sneak in and steal a kiss from ya, even if I don't do anything else. Twi won't mind.”
He gave her a sidelong look. “You don't do public sex, do you?”
“Oh, heck no. Sex is private, y'know? The only ones who should be there are the ones you're comfortable being intimate with.” She licked his ear in a sudden motion, making him twitch and laugh again. “Ha, oh man, I have no idea how I didn’t realize you were so ticklish there. That’s gonna be fun later tonight.”
“Promise?” He asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
She poked him in the chest with her forehoof, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Hey, we haven’t started yet! What, did you already forget you’re supposed to be all shy and embarrassed? I could… eep!” Rainbow’s voice cut off with a squeak as Lero’s fingers tickled her belly. She pushed his hand away, giggling. “Oh, it’s totally on now!” She tackled him, grabbing his neck with a foreleg and using her wing for leverage against the back of the couch to push them both off their seat and onto the floor. “I’m gonna getcha this time!”
They hit the thickly carpeted floor with a soft thud. Lero laughed, trying to squirm out of Rainbow’s grip. “Wow, you’re feeling frisky tonight!”
“Yep!” Rainbow nibbled Lero’s ear, drawing a slightly squeaky laugh and a renewed effort to wiggle free. “Think about it. I’ve been working all day but not hard enough to tire me out, and I just had a great big meal. I’ve got so much energy right now.” She blew into his ear, “And I think I know just how to burn it up.”
He finally managed to wriggle free from her grip, and they spent a few minutes tussling until she managed to pin him again. She grinned down at him. “I’m in the mood to play a little rough.” His eyebrows climbed, and she caught her lip in her teeth, struck by a thought. “Ooo! We should totally make this a game!” Rainbow grinned wider. “Let’s come up with some rules!” With rules, it could be both sex and a game she could win, and thus doubly awesome.
“Hey, Rainbow? If we’re gonna play by rules, can I suggest one?” She blinked, a little surprised, and cocked her head, waiting for him to speak. “Er, how about ‘no biting’?”
Rainbow laughed. She pretended to bite his shoulder through his shirt, just a light touch with her teeth without any pressure behind it. “Grr!” she growled, mock-fiercely. “That’s no fun. How about just less biting?” She liked to nibble a little when their games got more… intense. Something about it just appealed to her on a deep level. She liked his smooth skin, and for some reason lightly biting that soft, smooth surface just got her really excited. She’d gotten a little overexcited and had bitten a little too hard the last time, almost breaking the skin and leaving a red impression of her teeth in his arm that had turned into a bruise, and she still felt seriously bad about that. She’d be more careful this time. Rough play might be hot, but hurting him wasn’t.
Lero fidgeted in her grip. “Here, loosen up so we can talk, okay?”
“Sure.” Rainbow released her hold and sat up, and Lero did the same. “So, less biting. Or not quite as hard, I can do that. I really do feel bad about hurting you last time anyway. What else?”
Lero glanced down at himself. “Do you want me to go ahead and take my clothes off?”
Rainbow considered. “Hm. Nah, leave ‘em on.” Her eyes sparkled. “That’ll be part of the game, I think.” She grinned. “Okay, here’s what I’m thinking. Wrestling match, first off.” Lero nodded. “Whenever one of us pins the other, the one that’s winning gets a bonus. If I pin you, I get to take one thing off you ‘till you’re naked.”
He nodded again. “Okay. And when all my clothes are gone? Or when I pin you?”
Rainbow licked her lips. “Then whoever gets the pin gets to do whatever they want for, what, about thirty seconds before we start wrestling again?”
Lero’s dexterous fingers stroked his chin thoughtfully. “Hmm… Anything they want is a little too much. How about whatever they want without shifting position?”
Rainbow’s heart was really starting to pound with excitement. “Ooh, yeah, that sounds better. Means it matters how I- er, whoever, gets the pin, huh? And the way to win is to get the other one to come first. Winner gets to pick what we do next time we decide to play?”
A slow grin spread across Lero’s face. “Sounds like fun. And once the first one comes, the game is over and the loser gets the winner off at least once, how’s that?” Rainbow nodded agreement. No reason to punish the winner, after all, that’d kinda ruin the point of winning. “Any rule for the wrestling?”
Rainbow shrugged. “Nothing that hurts. Not that I need to tell you that. Tickling is totally allowed.” She’d probably pay for that, but she wanted to get some back.
By his raised eyebrow, he was clearly thinking the same thing. “Okay, then. Whenever you’re ready to start…” He was cut off when Rainbow tackled him.
His ears really were ticklish. Even more ticklish than Rainbow’s belly. Three pins later, he was missing his socks and shirt and hadn’t managed to pin the pegasus yet. She grinned at him, crouching for another pounce. “You know, if your ears are ticklish, you gotta be ticklish somewhere else, too.”
“Maybe.” He shifted around on his knees, keeping his center of balance low and getting ready to receive her next rush. “If so, I’ll never ullp!” Even though he’d been watching, her pounce took him by surprise. He wasn’t able to get his arms in the way or grab her forelegs to keep her at a distance, and her chest crashed into his, bearing him over backward despite the fact that he weighed close to half again what she did. She felt his hands scrabble at her wings and back, trying for a hold. It was pretty darn arousing, but it wasn’t enough to stiffen her wings, and she twisted agilely to the side. In close like this, her greater strength and quick reflexes made up for her lack of reach and weight. A quick twist and duck slipped his attempted hold, a push and a slight pressure of her forehoof against his back, and she flipped him onto his front. He started to twist his body to rise, but she darted in and nuzzled his ear roughly. He gave a muffled squeak of surprise, a surprisingly high-pitched noise from a creature as large and deep-chested as he was, and twitched awkwardly, trying to shield his ear and losing his coordination in the process. The distraction gave her the chance she needed, and she ducked her head under his arm, pulling it up and back so he couldn’t use it for leverage, planted one forehoof on his back and one hind hoof on the back of his knee, pinning him in place. She laughed, panting slightly. “Gotcha again, big guy.”
He struggled for a moment, then relaxed. Chuckling wryly, he said, “Guess you did, Rainbow. Wow, I’m pretty pathetic tonight, huh?”
She ducked her head, kissing his ear again. He yelped and struggled, but couldn’t dislodge her. She laughed again. “You’re not pathetic, I’ve just found your weak spot.” She licked her lips, looking down at him. One more pin and he’d be naked, and then the real fun could start. Of all the games they’d played, this was turning out to be one of the most fun; her heart was pounding, excitement was singing in every fiber of her body, and lust was filling her belly and groin. She leaned down to whisper in his ear, “You know, I know you gotta be ticklish somewhere else. You really should just tell me where.”
Lero struggled again, but with her superior position it was a hopeless effort. He snorted. “And why the heck would I do that?”
Rainbow giggled. “ ‘Cause, right now, I’ve only got two targets, and I can’t reach ‘em at the same time anyway. That means I can focus.” She licked the edge of his ear to demonstrate and he squirmed again. “Gimme another target. You know me; I’ll want to hit ‘em all, and that’ll at least give you a better chance.” She giggled again. “I mean, you still got no chance, but it might not be quite so one-sided.”
He sighed. “Okay, fine. If you use a light touch, I’m ticklish under my arms, where the skin’s soft. Rougher touch, poking harder, and I’m ticklish on my sides, a little under my ribs.”
“Really?” She could swear she’d tried his sides before. She shifted; he was more than solid enough for her to put her weight on the forehoof on his back without hurting him. She dug the other forehoof into the soft spot under his ribs, firmly but not hard enough to hurt, resulting in a strangled “Eep!” and some wild twitches. The pegasus laughed. “Oh, man, guess you are! Ha ha! What’s this other spot, is it where you’ve got that hair under your arm?”
“Yeah,” he gasped. “Aw, c’mon, Dash, have some mer- ahahaha!” She extended one wing, gently brushing her feathers against the soft skin. He burst out laughing, trying to shield himself but unable to do so with Rainbow keeping his arm extended with her neck in the crook of his elbow. She grinned in satisfaction. “Dash! Mercy, mercy! You win this round!”
She laughed, ducked her head to let him free, and stepped back, letting him roll over. “Yup! And that means the pants come off.” He reached down to unfasten them, but she stepped up. “Nope! I’m taking ‘em off. Hold still.” Rainbow ducked her head down. She liked taking his clothes off, and she’d practiced a bit on removing his pants, which were the most difficult part. That probably explained why it was her favorite part of disrobing him. Gripping the waistband with her teeth, she carefully used her forehoof to push the button through the buttonhole, then shifted her grip to the zipper. After that, it was easy to slide the pants off using her forelegs, since she liked to sort of hug his legs while she did it, even if doing so made her look a bit awkward, scooting back with her hindlegs with her butt sticking up in the air. He was left wearing only the thin shorts he wore under his pants, the purpose of which Rainbow had never understood. Clothes under clothes, what was the point? No one ever even saw these, so why did he wear them?
With the thin shorts, it was easy to see that Lero was already getting pretty hard, and Rainbow chuckled. She had this game in the bag. She’d added the extra steps she’d need to go through to get him naked in order to give him a chance to tease her; when foreplay wasn’t factored in, he tended to come a lot faster than she did, and she’d wanted to give him a more even chance. With the extra edge she’d gained by tickling him, though, he hadn’t had a chance to do anything to her yet, and she was confident she’d get him to come first. They’d tried a couple of times, out of Rainbow’s curiosity more than anything else, to see who took longer to orgasm. Just enough foreplay to get them both ready to go, then sliding together and going at it. He’d come first, both times, which made her realize just how much extra effort he went to during their normal lovemaking.
He was gonna come first this time, too. Poor guy didn’t stand a chance.
Rainbow licked her lips. “Not much left, there. Better step up your game, or you’re gonna lose big time.”
“Pride goeth, Dash.” He got back up, braced on his knees to receive her next rush. “Bring it.”
She smirked, circling sideways. “Yeah, whatever. You know I’m gonna win.” She darted forward suddenly, but this time he was quicker. His hand flashed out, grabbing her foreleg just as she set it down and pulling it forward. She slipped, unable to recover, and one of her rear hooves slipped as well when her center of balance shifted. Lero pulled her forward, grabbing her other foreleg, and she sprawled onto the soft carpet. He dropped down atop her, his weight pinning her to the ground. She tried to get her hindlegs under her to flip him off, but one arm swept under her belly and pulled both hindlegs out behind her while the other held her foreleg, preventing her from getting her chest off the ground. Rainbow struggled for a moment, but she was well and truly pinned this time. Lero was laying on her back, his hip next to her head, his right arm stretched behind him holding her foreleg extended and his left arm wrapped around her hindlegs just above the knees, keeping her from drawing them up. It wasn’t exactly a dignified pose for either of them, but that was how wrestling worked a lot of the time.
“Urk,” Rainbow said, glad that she at least hadn’t ended up with her face in the carpet, “okay, you win this round.” Her heart started pounding harder. “Guess you get to play for a little while.”
“Okay, then.” He released her foreleg, allowing her to shift into a slightly more comfortable position. He didn’t release her hindlegs, though, keeping them pointed straight back behind her. His free hand slid all the way up her body, along her shoulder, trailing between her wings, then slowly dragging along her spine up to the base of her multicolored tail. She shivered in pleasure at the caress. His fingers wrapped around her tail close to the base, gripping lightly, and lifted it up, leaving her hindquarters exposed. Her tail twitched involuntarily in his hold.
“Hey! No fair going straight for my privates!” Rainbow exclaimed, trying to look over her shoulder. Despite the protest, she didn’t actually object, but, well, if she could slow him down it would help make it easier to win.
“Oh, that’s not my plan,” he said a little huskily. His body bent, and she felt his breath on her hindquarters a second before she felt the contact. She twitched again as his tongue explored the little hollow beneath the base of her tail. The little spot was surprisingly intimate, and she hadn’t even realized how good it could feel before one of their previous experiments discovered it. There was almost no hair there, just soft skin where the top of her buttocks joined the base of her spine. She bit her lip, trying not to make any sounds that might indicate just how good it felt as his hot, damp tongue stroked slowly in the little hollow. Rainbow shivered as a drop of saliva ran slowly down the crack between her buttocks, over her anus and continuing down over her vulva.
“Oooooh, dangit,” she breathed, as her wings spread involuntarily. She heard a laugh, and felt a gust of warm breath against her hindquarters. His tongue wiggled in the little spot under her tail, and she squirmed a bit, her wings stiffening further. Argh, I didn’t think about that. She should have; it always happened, wrestling with him tended to get her aroused fast, and that made her a heck of a lot less flexible. She felt kinda dumb for forgetting about it. Okay, I’m still gonna win. It’s just gonna be closer. And more fun. He tugged on her tail, very gently, while the tip of his tongue pressed into the base, and she wiggled against his hold again. Ohhhh, that feels amazing, though.
“That’s about thirty seconds, big guy,” she said, trying to control her breathing and sound calm. “Time to let me up for the next round.”
“Aw.” He sounded disappointed, but he loosened his hold all the same, and Rainbow pushed herself up. She swished her tail against his face flirtatiously, and took a few steps away to get in position for her next attack. The pegasus rolled her hips a bit as she walked, watching his eyes follow her backside as though locked to it. She grinned and turned to face him again.
Her wings refused to fold, but she braced herself for the next rush nonetheless. Her body was quivering a little, excitement sparkling across her nerves. “Ready?” She asked, a little breathlessly.
“Yep.” He set himself, spreading his arms. She could see his excitement bulging the thin shorts he wore.
She rushed him again, and a wild scrabble ensued. Her distraction trying to decide where to tickle him and the reduced mobility of her extended wings keeping her from gaining a decisive advantage, and he was able to slide his hand around under her belly and tickle her instead. She squealed in delight and dismay, flailing her legs in an attempt to push him away. He used that distraction to lift her bodily off the ground and thump her back down on her back. She managed to get a hindleg in a position to knock a knee out from under him, and he flopped down awkwardly atop her. A short scramble later, and they wound up tangled together on the floor, neither able to move without the other letting go.
Rainbow panted, sweat starting to dampen her coat from exertion, and tried one more time to get loose so she could pin him. Failing to do so, she said, “Well… I can’t move. Can you?”
Lero shifted, but she kept her hold. “Nope,” he responded, “I’m pretty much stuck. Uh… so what do we do for a draw?”
“I dunno,” Rainbow said, frowning. She hadn’t even anticipated the event of a draw; this almost never happened. “Well… I guess we both kinda won. And we both kinda lost. So, uh, I’ll take those shorts off you, and then you get to play with me.” She smirked. “I’ll even give you a minute instead of thirty seconds. That was a good match.” Rainbow was feeling generous; this was a ton of fun.
“Ha! Okay, sounds good.” They carefully disentangled their limbs, finally separating, somewhat to Rainbow’s regret. She’d kinda enjoyed the feel of his limbs tangled up with hers. Still, this would make up for it.
She sat up, looking at Lero with a smoldering gaze. “I go first. Time to get you naked.” Rainbow advanced on him slowly, her eyes locked on his. This was actually the best bit about him wearing clothes: taking them off. She could have removed them with her forelegs as she had his trousers, but instead she took the waistband in her teeth and slowly backed up, pulling the thin shorts along with her and sliding them off his legs. His penis stood erect, nice and hard. That would be fun, the next time she pinned him.
She tossed the shorts aside and sat down, and Lero got up on his knees and leaned forward, catching her chin in his hand. He kept his eyes locked with hers as he leaned forward further, until their lips met and her eyes drifted closed. Her tongue pushed into his mouth before his could do the same to her, and his breath was hot as they kissed. After an endless few moments, they separated, and she opened her eyes again. “My turn, love,” he said with a smile.
Rainbow grinned. He didn’t call her that often, and it made her heart skip a bit when he did. “I guess it is,” she said huskily. He pushed forward, chest-to-chest with her, embracing her and lifting her up and back. Her center of balance shifted back, and further back as he moved forward, finally laying her gently on her back on the soft carpet. “Okay,” she said, excitement making her start to quiver again, “you got a minute. Have fun.”
“We both will.” His mouth descended to her belly, his lips circling her nipples with kisses. Her back arched; she didn’t know why he liked her nipples so much, but she wasn’t going to fuss. He kissed and nibbled slowly, and she felt his soft fingertips find her vulva.
She couldn’t keep a quiet ‘ooooh’ from escaping her lips. Her tail twitched, and she felt it brush against his arm. It didn’t slow him any. His fingers stroked along her privates while his mouth teased her nipples, and his fingers finally slipped inside her. Rainbow felt the pleasure building within her, though she wasn’t all that close to orgasm yet. She writhed with delight, as his fingers stroked in and out.
A while later, Rainbow’s eyes popped open. “Woah! Hold up! You were only supposed to get a minute!”
He looked up at her from her belly, his fingers still inside her. “Has it been a minute?” He asked, grinning. “I lost track of time.”
“It’s been… mmm… It’s been longer than a minute!” Rainbow exclaimed. “C’mon, you’re done for now, it’s time for another match!” His fingers slid out, and she took a deep breath, trying to relax herself. It only partially worked, and she could still feel a tingle in her nethers. Continuing to take deep breaths in an effort to push her arousal aside, Rainbow carefully rolled herself over, wincing as her stiff wings got in the way, and stood, her legs quivering a bit.
“Ready for the next bout?” Rainbow asked, licking her lips and eyeing him hungrily.
“Absolutely.”
She grinned and drew in a breath as though to speak again, but she was bluffing. Instead, she darted forward, taking him by surprise. A brief struggle later and she pinned him face first on the carpet again. “Gotcha,” she breathed in his ear, rubbing against his back and buttocks. The feel of his smooth skin on her fur was something she never got enough of. “And you’ve got no clothes left. You know what that means.”
“It means I’m yours for the next thirty seconds,” he confirmed. “Have fun. I know I will.”
She growled softly in his ear. “Yeah. Here I go.”
Rainbow paused.
She realized suddenly that pretty much all of his fun bits were on the front. And he was currently lying on his front, which was going to make reaching anything fun… difficult.
Lero looked over his shoulder, smirking at her. “Stumped, Rainbow?”
She shook herself. “Not even!” Something occurred to her. “Hey, if this is uncomfortable, tell me, okay?” She rolled him a little to the side and slipped a forehoof under his body. She started carefully stroking his erect member with the soft base of her hoof, being very careful not to touch him with the hard part that supported her weight when she stood. She was being especially careful, since it had been a while since she’d trimmed her hooves and she’d spent a lot of time on the ground lately, so there were a lot of chips and nicks in the hard hoof surface. Horseshoes would have helped avoid that, but Rainbow had always hated the things and never wore them. They were so blasted heavy, and really not practical for anypony who didn’t do a lot of work with their hooves. Rainbow was pretty sure that he wouldn't enjoy having the hard, chipped surface of her hoof touch him in such a sensitive spot, but with a bit of focus she was able to keep stroking his member with the soft base. His body tensed a bit underneath her. “That feel okay?”
“Yeah,” he said, a little tightly. “Yeah, it feels good.”
“Awesome.” She picked up her pace a little, stroking as fast as she could while still being careful not to slip. She nibbled on the back of his arm a little, too, growling playfully and being careful not to bite too hard.
All to soon he spoke up again. “Okay, Rainbow, that’s about thirty seconds.” His voice was a little strained, she was delighted to hear.
They continued like that for a good long time, their wrestling becoming less and less coordinated as their mutual arousal grew. It also affected their timekeeping, both of them losing track of time at various points when the other was taking their thirty-second free time, which often wound up lasting considerably longer than thirty seconds. Lero paid close attention to her nipples, upper shoulders, and hindquarters while she concentrated on his nipples and genitals. Several times, she even pinned him faceup so she could straddle him and take him inside her. She figured that was worth the extra arousal it gave her, since she was already ahead anyway, and it just felt so darn good that she was willing to risk the extra stimulation. Rainbow was actually starting to feel good enough that the first wisps of doubt began to intrude on her mind. She knew he was getting close to climax, he had to be, but she was starting to head in that direction, too. The exertion and excitement of the contest were turning her on even more than she’d expected.
She’d just pinned him again, and was stroking his member with her forehoof, unable to reach him with her mouth and keeping him in place with her hindlegs wound around one of his. Her rear hooves rubbed slowly against the shin of his trapped leg, enjoying the intimacy of the feeling. She felt a tremble in his body, getting stronger as he got closer to his peak. “I… I think you’re about to win,” he gasped.
“Told ya I would,” she growled happily into his ear. She could feel his member twitching against her hoof, and knew he was right at the edge. Rainbow ducked her head a bit, biting lightly at the spot where his neck and shoulder met.
She’d always suspected he enjoyed her little love-bites. He’d only ever told her to stop when she was getting too rough; while he grumbled a bit about bite-marks afterward, he’d never spoken a word of complaint during the act, so long as she was gentle with her nibbles.
His reaction pretty much proved that suspicion. His body stiffened ecstatically, and with a grunt, he came. Rainbow grinned, still keeping her teeth lightly fastened to his shoulder, and kept stroking with her forehoof, though she slowed the pace. He always tried to prolong her orgasms, and she felt it was only fair to return the favor. Especially since she’d just won the game. She watched in satisfaction as the milky fluid spurted onto the carpet, her own loins surging a bit at the sight. Whoo, that was closer than I thought it’d be, she thought, pushing back the excitement that sparkled through her.
He finally relaxed, and Rainbow released her hold. He sat up, breathing hard, and turned to her as she licked a few stray drops off of her forehoof. “Well, you win,” he told her with a smile. “And I guess I made kind of a mess.”
The pegasus shrugged, wings stiff and quivering. “Eh. We can clean it up later.” She looked at him through half-lidded eyes. “Right now, you’ve got something more important to do.”
“Right.” He laid his hand on her stiff wing, stroking her feathers gently. “Time for the winner to get her prize.” He licked his lips, and she felt the heat in her nethers intensify. “Come on, lets go into the bedroom. You ought to be nice and comfortable while I give you the attention you deserve.” He cocked his head. “Did you burn off all that extra energy, by the way?”
“Most of it!” She replied with a happy smile.
“Well, then, let’s see if we can get rid of the rest, shall we?”
Rainbow led the way back to the bedroom, casting sultry looks back over her shoulder. I'm gonna have to remember that game. It was awesome, she reflected, heart pounding in delicious anticipation. This is gonna be fun