Taking Potshots: Crackshipping Rainbow Dash and Adagio Dazzle

by bahatumay

Chapter 15

Rainbow kicked the tail of her board, popping the front end up into her hand. She inhaled, held it for a moment, and exhaled slowly. It felt good to be back.

Next to her, Adagio Dazzle watched. “So this is skateboarding?”

“Yep!” Rainbow said. “Speed and awesomeness at once. It's great.”

“I guess,” Adagio said, tapping the concrete with the toe of her shoe. “After swimming in the ocean for most of my life, most land stuff just seems so… stilted.”

“Well, this isn't stilted. It's really smooth.” She spun the wheels to prove her point, then dropped the board and stepped on it. She pushed off, and dropped into the bowl. She flew down the side, came back up the other side, got plenty of air but as she was still warming up she didn't try anything else, then came back across, leaned enough to leave the bowl, and skidded to a stop. “You wanna try?” she offered.

“Sure.” Adagio said, tying a knot in the side of her shirt in preparation.

Rainbow kicked the board over, and Adagio stopped it. She put a foot in the board.

“You ride goofy,” Rainbow said.

“I what?”

Rainbow pointed. “Right foot forward.”

“Is that wrong?” Adagio asked.

“Not really. It's just… goofy.”

“Ha.” Adagio adjusted her weight and put her left foot on. “How hard can it be?”

These words had no sooner left her mouth than they came to bite her; the board slipped out from under her, shooting across the park, and in her desperate grab for balance, she grabbed Rainbow around the neck, nearly pulling her down on top of her.

“See that?” Rainbow said, pulling Adagio up. “That's exactly how not to do it.”

Unfortunately, Adagio's skateboarding performance that afternoon could be summed up as ‘how not to do it’; falls and scrapes seemed to be the order of the day. And then when she did manage to glide, she learned very quickly that she did not know how to steer when she tried to swerve to avoid a stair rail, overcorrected, and slammed into it instead, hanging herself over it and letting Rainbow’s board trickle down the stairs riderless.

“I can give a three hour concert wearing six inch pumps,” Adagio groused, rubbing through her shorts where she'd hit. “Why can't I balance?”

“It's a new thing,” Rainbow said, bringing her board back. “Takes some getting used to, that's all.”

“I should be good at adapting to things,” Adagio grumbled. “My girlfriend used to be my greatest enemy.” She bumped Rainbow with her hips.

“Eh, it'll come with time.” Rainbow picked her board up and sized up the rail. She bet she could do that.

She didn't notice Adagio looking expectantly at her. She put a foot on the board and was just about to push off when she called out. “Rainbow?”

“Yeah?”

She came a little closer. “That was an implicit invitation to touch my butt.”

“Oh.” Rainbow did so, giving her a gentle squeeze. “Sorry. Still new at this.”

“Don't apologize. You're doing great.” Adagio rested a hand on Rainbow’s hips. “Just remember, I want to be adored. Show me you want me. I like being touched, and I like it spontaneously, just like you like spontaneous verbal affirmation.”

Rainbow stared flatly. “It takes more than a compliment to get me going.”

Adagio reached out and caught her hand, and held it up to her chin. “Maybe it just has to come from the right person,” she whispered. “Someone who knows you, who's seen all of you, and knows how awesome you are. Someone who's earned your trust and fierce, undying loyalty; someone who's had the honor of sharing the same bed as you.”

Rainbow shuddered. Ok, so maybe she wasn't wrong about that. In an attempt to avoid getting too flustered, she pulled her hand free, kicked the skateboard down, and hopped on. She could almost hear Adagio’s smile behind her.

A few simple tricks later, she rolled over to the drinking fountain to get a drink. There wasn't a line, most of the others here had brought sodas or energy drinks. Something occurred to her, and she quickly skated over to where Adagio stood in the shade. “You know what I just realized?” she said suddenly.

“What?”

“I haven’t seen you drink your energy drinks recently.”

Adagio looked up, trying to remember the last time she had, and she frowned as she realized she had to agree. “You’re right,” she said slowly. “I haven't.” She pursed her lips. “Haven't needed them.”

“Do I make you feel alive enough without them?” Rainbow asked, waggling her eyebrows.

“Well, life is pain…” Adagio lifted her shorts to dangerously high levels, showing the bruise from the rail (and nearly making another kid crash), “and I've had plenty of that today. So yes, you've done that part.”

“Well, life is also good, and so is food, and I'm getting hungry.”

Adagio pursed her lips as she dropped her shirt. “Ugh, Sonata’s working tonight, they called her in for a party. Wanna pick something up on the way home?”

“I'd rather go back to your place first and get delivery.”

Adagio purred and hung her thumbs on the waistband of her shorts, preemptively sliding them a bit lower and revealing more of her midriff. “Ooh, so eager. I like it.”

“More like it's my turn to pay and I forgot my wallet in my skirt.” Rainbow waggled her eyebrow. “That's not a ‘no’, though.”

And now it was Adagio’s turn to touch a butt. “Or, I'll pick up the tab this time, and we can speed things up a bit,” she offered.

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Naked Chinese food was the best kind of Chinese food, Rainbow decided. They sat on Adagio's bed, both completely naked (and a little sweaty), eating their food. It had cooled a bit due to how long round one had gone, but Adagio (having lost their game of Rock Paper Scissors) had the dubious honor of streaking to the kitchen to reheat it.

Sonata still wasn't back, so it hadn't been too weird; but it had been a nice sight, and food just seemed so much better when presented to you by someone naked.

Like many things, Rainbow had elected to turn this into a competition. When Adagio looked like she was going to eat her meal with chopsticks, Rainbow decided that she'd do the same. In hindsight, this hadn't been her best choice.

“Agh,” she grumbled as yet another piece of chicken landed on her chest. “How do you get these things to work?”

Adagio picked up a single grain of rice and flipped it around the chopstick. “Lots and lots of practice.”

“I'm about to start eating this with my hands,” Rainbow grumbled as another piece of orange chicken attempted a great escape. This one made it almost to her belly button before being caught by her fingers (and in turn smearing more sauce on her skin). Rainbow scowled at it before popping it into her mouth.

Adagio gently took the tray away and set it on the bed, gently pushed Rainbow back against the wall (Adagio didn't have a headboard on her bed), leaned down, and began cleaning the sauce off her body with her tongue.

Rainbow inhaled through her teeth as Adagio got a bit enthusiastic with her cleaning. “Want to go again?” she asked breathlessly.

Adagio chuckled and withdrew. “I'm eating spicy beef, Rainbow. I'm all for a little spice in the bedroom, but I do draw the line at giving my partner chemical burns anywhere sensitive.”

Rainbow scowled, but had to admit that that didn't sound particularly appealing. She picked up another piece and was unsurprised to lose her grip on it, as well.

She looked up just in time to watch Adagio drag a piece of beef across her own collarbone. She looked down at the streak of sauce it had left, then looked up at her. “But, since we're both a bit dirty, we can shower together after we're done,” she offered.

Rainbow grinned. “Works for me.”

Author's Note:

Sonata beat a desperate rhythm on the bathroom door. “Dagiii, I really, really have to pee!”
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, a naked, wet, and very irritated Adagio stomped out. Sonata darted in, kicking the door shut behind her. “Ahhh! Oh, hi, Rainbow!”

Comments

[Booster Spice]

At this rate, theyre going to have to move into one of AJs spare barns?