“Hey, hey, relax, Rainbow Dash,” you coo reassuringly. “You probably just rolled over in your sleep, is all. Nothing to be embarrassed about!”
“H-how do I know this isn’t your fault?” she spits, cheeks still puffed out in embarrassment.
“Well, you were partially on top of me, so…”
The realization that you’re speaking the truth washes over her face and she lands on the cloud, unable to meet your gaze. “I-I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry, Rainbow Dash. It’s alright,” you smile. “To be honest, I think it helped me sleep.”
A hint of a smile plays on her lips. “Yeah? Well, at least there’s that.” Her visage suddenly becomes serious, although she’s still too vulnerable from the surprise to look threatening. “Not a word about what happened to anypony, you got it?”
You nod. “Of course. My lips are sealed.”
Rainbow Dash finally relaxes and grins openly. “Well, I should head back home and cook dinner. It was awesome chilling with you! We should totally do it again, sometime!”
“You got it!” you answer, standing up and holding out a hoof, beckoning for a goodbye hug.
Rainbow Dash regards you with a degree of suspicion. “What is that?”
“You don’t want a goodbye hug?”
“Hug? Bleh…” she scrunches up her muzzle in disgust. “What about a hoof bump?”
You rolls your eyes. “C’mon, I’ve never met a pony that doesn’t like a quick hug.” You smile briefly, a tease forming in your mind. “Besides, it’s not like we weren’t doing something similar during our nap.”
Rainbow Dash’s scowl returns, but it appears forced. “Ugh, fine,” she says, wrapping a hoof around your neck.
You enjoy the quick hug, nuzzling her gently as she begins pulling away.
“Alright, I’ll see you around!” she calls, before launching into the air and becoming a quickly-ascending rainbow streak.
Proceed to Chapter 15.
Dashie can deny it all she wants, but there is no doubt she wants the hug.
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Baka, hentai, pervert. Mind of the gutter, not every mare wants hugs
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I want to take Dashie and just totally give her all of the hugs and snuggles that she deserves and stay up until the late hours of the evening talking about our feelings and cuddling.
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PROTECT.
Are we not gonna talk about dash leaving us on the cloud? Because she totally did.