Being a Wonderbolt isn't easy. Being in love isn't easy, either. Spitfire, Surprise, Fleetfoot and Rainbow Dash are trying to get it to work. But being workmates, and with Rainbow still being a rookie, maybe they bit off more than they can chew.
The members of the Wonderbolts live a wonderful and wealthy life, but sometimes bits can’t buy happiness. Four mares found that happiness outside of their wealth, found love amongst their team members. Relationships in the team are not unheard off, but what if a trainee—a total rookie—gets involved? Spitfire, Fleetfoot and Surprise will have to watch out, or they might shatter Rainbow Dash’s dreams. Can the young love survive all the obstacles in their path?
Maybe they bit off more than they can chew.
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Commissioned by a pony that wants to stay unnamed. Help and edits by the silly duck and PanzerBrony.
It was a nice and sunny afternoon over Cloudsdale. Nothing disturbed the quiet atmosphere, until two streaks blasted through the skies. One was a flaming trail of smoke, one was shimmering in every colour of the rainbow.
“That was some nice training, Rookie,” Spitfire grinned at Rainbow as she dropped her speed.
“Thanks Cap, you know I love it,” the cyan mare winked back. “Now let’s get home before somepony sees us,” she added quietly.
Spitfire sighed and flew a bit closer, letting her wingtip gently touch Rainbow’s. “Our house is far enough out, to the edge of Cloudsdale, so I think we’re safe. As long nopony slips up during the training, the shows, or in public, we should be fine.”
“Hopefully not. I know we have to keep it between us and all because I’m still a cadet, but this really sucks.” Rainbow let out a sigh as she brushed a touch closer to Spitfire before regaining her place. “Here I am, soon-to-be-Wonderbolt, with the three hottest mares in Equestria… this is everypony’s dream! But I can’t even tell anypony.”
“Rainbow, we’ve talked about it. One year and nopony can do shit to us!” Spitfire grinned. “Besides, I thought you were more of a buck-us-senseless type instead of being a mushy lovey-dovey pony?”
Rainbow’s cheeks sported a blush that showed through her cyan coat. “I. Well. Uh. I mean…Rainbow Dash is NOT lovey-dovey, but doesn’t mean I wouldn’t want to uh… brag?” Rainbow exclaimed a bit too loudly, before quickly regaining her composure.
“Brag?” Spitfire asked, waggling her eyebrows before shaking her flank mid flight. “You sure you wouldn’t rather want to buck this here?”
***
Down below on the academy grounds, a pale blue stallion with a navy blue mane heard that slight yell. He looked up just in time to see something a bit inappropriate between captain and cadet. There’s no way she… Jokes happen all the time. But “lovey dovey?” What in Tartarus… Taking to the skies, Soarin took off after the two mares, being sure to keep his distance.
***
Rainbow blushed even more before attempting to be her usual, cocky self, not wanting to be outdone. “And I always thought you loved to eat me out. I remember the especially cute squeaks when I-”
“Okay, stop, stop!” Spitfire moaned. “Don’t make me drip while flying! You did it once, please not again!” Then she added, “Try to save that for home.”
“I will do much, much more at home than just make you drip,” Rainbow scowled playfully.
“That’s the kind of—” Spitfire stopped mid sentence, her ears twitching around. Looking back, she saw a shadow followed by a blue blur. “Buck! Dash, we’ve got a problem.” She gestured with her head back towards Soarin.
“Oh horseapples, where’d he come from?! Do you think he saw anything?”
Spitfire glared at her. “More like he probably heard your little freak out when I called you lovey-dovey.” Despite her demeanor, she managed to laugh as Rainbow’s coat almost turned red. “Well, what do you say?”
Rainbow gave her a grin. “I know he’s a Wonderbolt, but what do you say, we try and lose him?”
Spitfire smirked and gave Rainbow a quick flank bump before speeding up and diving for the ground. Rainbow followed suit and glanced behind her quickly, just to notice Soarin realize what was happening and pick up his own pace.
“Let’s split up and meet back at the Cloud!” Rainbow shouted. “He won’t follow me after a Rainboom and you know him well enough to easily lose him!”
Spitfire nodded and Rainbow waisted no more time as she angled upwards, increasing her speed until the familiar white cones appeared on her forehooves. Then she changed direction, increasing her speed more and more. The captain could always stare in amazement as Rainbow pulled off a rainboom, shooting off far out of sight. No matter how many times she witnessed it, the rainboom was always an awe-inspiring sight to her.
“Well, my old Lieutenant, now it’s only you and me,” she smirked before speeding off.
***
Soarin stared at the two mares as he followed behind them. He saw Spitfire look back. He saw the flank bump. Then, before he could even think, he saw the two dive for the ground followed quickly by Rainbow shooting into the sky and disappearing into an explosion of color. Deciding Rainbow wasn’t worth the effort, he beat his wings faster in an attempt to catch his old friend. Okay, something is going on, time to find out what.
***
Spitfire smirked as she noticed Soarin following her. Of course, he would chase who he thought was the easier target.
She was about to show him just how wrong he was in that decision.
Getting to the ground, she leveled off with only a few hoofs between her and the grass. Approaching the trees she quickly began to weave in and out between the trunks, trying to get to the thicker woods where he couldn’t follow or see her from above. Soarin tried to follow but, as the trees got bigger and closer together, his larger frame couldn’t match her lithe agility.
While his impressive wingspan and size made making tighter turns in the open skies a breeze, the trees made his wingspan a liability. Even if he could make the turns, the dense growth limited how far he could spread his wings and forced him to fly above the canopy.
Soon, Spitfire stopped flying altogether and set down at the base of a tree, watching the blurred form of her teammate fly overhead as he continued to search for her. She quickly trotted back the way she came, to the tree line. Glancing around and not seeing his pale blue form anywhere, she kicked off the ground and shot towards her home like a batpony out of Tartarus, chuckling to herself the whole way.
***
"We have a bucking problem!” Spitfire said out of breath as she burst through the door of their cloudhome, just to see the other three mares already sitting in the living room, a worried look on their faces.
“We already know, love,” Fleetfoot rolled her eyes. “And I was just about to tell these two here that it wouldn’t be a problem!”
“And you ain’t getting the news, featherbrain!” Surprise growled. “If somepony finds out we all live together, they just have to put one and one together, then we’re screwed!”
Fleetfoot glared at her before sighing. “We’ve got enough contingencies to prevent that. Like now, they were able to lose Soarin or whoever that was. Or if we’re all here, we just pretend we’re visiting. My old cloudhome still exists, so does Dash’s old one over Ponyville, problem solved.”
“And the rest?” Rainbow asked.
"Surprise and I are old enough, and full members, it wouldn’t be a problem if rumors got out,” Spitfire waved a hoof.
“I still don’t like it.” Rainbow and Surprise scowled in unison.
“I know,” Fleetfoot shrugged before pulling the two mares closer, planting a soft peck on their muzzles. “But don’t you think this is worth all the trouble?”
Spitfire smiled as the two mares smiled under the affection, soon joining them.
Things wouldn’t be easy, but they could manage.
They would manage, no matter what got in their way.
Rainbow groaned as light shone through her eyelids, hurting her. She tried to cover them with a wing, but found herself unable to do so. Something restricted her appendages from moving.
“What the…” she scowled and opened her eyes, but her expression softened immediately.
Fleetfoot laid to her left, wrapped in her wing, Surprise to her right. Spitfire was cuddled up on her chest, snoring slightly. It was a sight to smile upon as all three mares peacefully snuggled up on her.
Rainbow sighed and leaned back, resting her head on the pillow that had graciously held her all night. As soon as her head hit the pillow though she realized this would be a fruitless effort with a small glimpse at the clock. Oh ponyfeathers. I need to go. She growled to herself and nudged Spitfire with a hoof.
“Spitfire. Pssst.” The golden mare didn’t so much as shift. “Hey. Psssssst,” Rainbow shoved her shoulder a little bit and leaned in to kiss her fiery marefriend. “Get up. I have to get to work.” Spitfire remained still. If anything, her shifts snuggled her closer to Rainbow.
Alright, plan B. Guess I’ll get two birds with one stone… or pegasi. She chuckled to herself at her terrible pun. Grabbing Spitfire around her withers with her hooves she rolled the mare to her left, moving Spitfire unceremoniously off of her and onto Fleetfoot.
The two mares woke with a start, and Rainbow’s own movement rousing Surprise. As Fleetfoot and Spitfire tried to untangle from each other, Rainbow started laughing as Surprise—living up to her name—shrieked and jumped from the bed and hovered several hooves above the pony pile.
“What the… BUCK?” Fleetfoot growled, suddenly very awake.
“That was just rude,” Spitfire nodded.
“Can’t help myself if you sleepypants won’t get off me!” Rainbow smirked.
“Next time just wake us!” Surprise said before landing, shaking her wings. “Never scare me again like that!”
“Well I mean, I tried to, but somepony here sleeps like a ton of bricks,” She said, glaring at Spitfire. “Now excuse me!” With that, she became nothing more than a rainbow blur as she shot out of the bedroom and down the hall.
“Where are you going?” Spitfire yelled after her.
“Work!”
"What?” all three mares asked back.
“To work!” Rainbow growled.
“Rainbow…” Spitfire started as they all joined Rainbow downstairs. “There is no work today.”
Rainbow stopped and blinked. “Huh?”
“Tomorrow is Hearts and Hooves Day!” Fleetfoot growled before Surprise chimed in. “Don’t tell us you forgot?”
“Uhh…”
“RAINBOW!”
The cyan mare cringed under the combined assault of her mares. “I’m sorry! You know I’m not the sappy type!”
Spitfire and Fleetfoot both gave each other a sideways glance and a quick nod. “You know what, newbie? You’re right.” Spitfire got to her hooves and walked over to the cyan mare. Wrapping a wing around her, she turned Rainbow back towards the bed and began walking. “I know you’re not the sappy type, and so do the rest of the girls.” She pushed Rainbow back onto the bed and Fleetfoot flipped her so she was on her back.
"We really do,” said Fleetfoot, “but we on the other hoof…” She leaned in and kissed Rainbow gently on the maw.
Spitfire leaned in kissed her as soon as Fleetfoot pulled away, pinning Rainbow to the bed. “We are the sappy type.” She gently traced a hoof along Rainbow’s inner thigh. She stopped right before she got to Rainbow’s marehood. Kissing her again, she spoke up. “But!” She backed away from Rainbow completely. “We know you’re not, so we’d never make you do something totally sappy or put you in that position.”
Fleetfoot stood back up as well and gave Spitfire a nod. “Absolutely not, we respect your non... sappiness.” She blew Rainbow a raspberry as she wrapped a wing around Spitfire. “C’mon Spits, let’s get breakfast together and leave our non-sappy marefriend to do her thing.”
The two chuckled as they turned and walked out of the bedroom. Rainbow laid there with her maw hanging open, a mixture of surprise and disbelief evident on her face. She looked to Surprise for answers.
Surprise only giggled. “Don’t look at me, Dashy! But you might want to close that thing before you catch flies.”
She laughed as she bound out of the room to follow Spitfire and Fleetfoot, leaving Rainbow alone on the bed in her aroused state. Rainbow groaned. “Buck me!”
A raspy “Only if you’re good!” echoed in from the kitchen down the hall.
“You really just leaving me like that?”
“Of course! You don’t do this sappy stuff after all, do you?” there was laughing.
“I’ll show you sappy stuff,” Rainbow muttered to herself.
“I heard that!”
Rainbow grabbed a pillow and planted it over her face, letting loose a loud grumble. Throwing it to the wall she got out of bed and walked into the kitchen to see Spitfire at the stove with a frying pan, Fleetfoot with her wing wrapped around her, and Surprise suspiciously absent.
She took a tentative step into the kitchen. “Smells good, where’s—Oof!” As she stepped in she was wrapped in a wing hug by Surprise. “Oh, there she is.” Prying Surprise off of her she walked to where the other two were. “So what’ve we got this morning, fried oats and sauted…” she sniffed the air, “mushrooms?”
Spitfire grinned and winked. “Thought I make our favourite today!”
“You’re the best, do you know that?” the cyan mare laughed before planting a big kiss on Spitfire’s snout. As the other two growled, her laugh turned a bit meekly. “Eh, you guys are great too of course!”
“I think that calls for punishment,” Fleetfoot growled.
“Punishment? Fleet?”
Rainbow backed up against the wall as Fleetfoot and Surprise approached her with a scowl on their muzzles, ready to pounce.
“Uhm guys? What’s wrong?” Rainbow shivered before yelping as the mares pounced her. “Eeep! Spits, help!”
“What? Sorry I’m busy with cooking!” the yellow mare called back happily.
“Hey, what are you doing? Wait, no, ohhhhhhh that is meaaaaaan,” Rainbow moaned as two pair of hooves slowly massaged over her fur in all the right ways.
Spitfire turned with a smirk, blowing Rainbow a raspberry. “Fleet, Surprise, please. Not in the kitchen. Buck her wherever you want, but not here.”
“Wait what?” Rainbow screeched as the two mares grabbed her and pulled her out of the kitchen. “Spiiiiiiits! I’m going to get you back for this!”
The captain only gave a teasing swish with her tail and a wink before she was out of sight.
***
“Fleet, Surprise! What the hay got into you?!” Rainbow demanded to know as she was unceremoniously dumped onto the bed.
“Well the Captain asked us for a favour,” Fleetfoot started.
“And we agreed, on the condition that we could buck you senseless today!” Surprise ended with an excited giggle.
“Wait what? Favour? What favour did you ne—” Rainbow’s question was silenced as Surprise pressed her lips against Rainbow’s. Dash’s eyes closed at the contact as she melted into the kiss. Slowly, Surprise crawled forward, pushing Rainbow further onto the bed as she melted into the kiss too. Fleetfoot climbed to the head of the bed and caught Dash in her hooves, leaning down and kissing the mare on her forehead as Surprise pulled away.
“Not much for lovey-dovey and sappy, eh rookie?”
“For you guys, Fleet, I guess I can make an exception. Just don’t tell anypony.” Dash picked her head up and kissed Fleetfoot on the muzzle before being held down by the older mare. “Hey, what gives?”
“Well,” Fleetfoot said with a smirk, “I know you just admitted your sappy side to us, but the deal we made with Spits was that we get to buck. You. Senseless. And that’s what we’re going to do.”
“That means?” Rainbow asked.
“You’re screwed,” Surprise whispered, sliding back down her body. Rainbow gasped as her forehooves were pulled up over her head and hoof-cuffed to the bedframe, leaving her less room to struggle.
“Hey, what gives!” Rainbow complained but the pale blue mare quickly silenced her with a long and passionate kiss.
Just to buy enough time for Surprise to repeat the procedure with Dash’s hind legs.
Rainbow struggled against her bindings as Fleetfoot came down from behind Dash and settled onto her left side, gently pressing up against her barrel. “Settle down Dash, don’t you trust us?” Fleetfoot gave her a devilish grin as she slowly started to work her hooves over Rainbow’s barrel, slowly massaging her, gently kissing her chest, working her way to the sides. Dash’s wings slowly began to unfold from her body, exactly what Fleetfoot was hoping for. She kissed along her sides and up to her wing joint, slowly teasing the poor pegasus.
Rainbow was so focussed on Fleetfoot, she gasped at the sudden feeling between her legs. Looking down, she saw Surprise gently kissing up her inner thigh, her hooves on Rainbow’s legs, teasing all along her. She kissed up to Rainbow’s marehood but stopped just before, instead kissing just above it, on her belly, before working her way down the opposite thigh.
It was a small game they played. While Fleetfoot would pleasure her wings, Surprise worked on her inner thighs, fueling Rainbow’s hope that she would soon touch her marehood.
The chromatic flyer let out a very uncharacteristic whimper as Surprise passed over her dripping marehood yet again.
“What was that, Dashie?” Looking up from her ministrations, Surprise could see the mixture of pleasure and defeat on Rainbow’s face.
“Please…”
Fleetfoot stopped and looked at Dash. “What was that, rookie?”
“Please.”
“Please what, Dashie?”
“Please, sweet Celestia, do something! This is torture!”
Fleetfoot chuckled. She leaned in close, breathing heavily on Dash’s neck, kissing it lightly. “Alright, all you’ve got to do is… Beg.”
“Nnnggg… no!”
“Just beg, rookie, that’s all.” Surprise continued to tease around her marehood while Fleetfoot returned to her wings.
Letting loose a low growl, she caved. “Please… I’m begging you, do something!”
Surprise stopped what she was doing and buried her nose in Rainbow’s marehood, her tongue delved into her velvety folds and tasted the pegasus from within. Licking from the bottom to top, teasing her clit, Rainbow began to squirm violently. Sounds of pleasure escaped her lips as Surprise gave her what she wanted, a very un-Rainbow-like squeak even escaped her maw without her even caring as Surprise sucked on her clit.
Fleetfoot growled. The pale blue mare didn’t wanted to be left behind and started to lick and nibble on all of Dash’s most sensitive spots in her wings. Rainbow squeaked as her wings were assaulted, leaving her as a small mess in the hooves of her two mares.
“Is that all you two can do?” Rainbow asked with a wince. “Some light, vanilla sex? And you two are Wonderbolts? I thought we always push ourselves to the max!”
It was the wrong thing to say as both mares stopped their work and scowled.
“Uh, guys?” Rainbow asked as nothing happened for seconds.
“You think we’re not tough enough?” Fleetfoot asked.
“Don’t think we always push ourselves?” Surprise growled.
Rainbow was about to answer, but a sharp sting on her left flank distracted her. Fleetfoot grinned, in her right wing was a small, leather crop.
“Where the hay did you get that thing?!”
“Oh don’t you worry about what we have stashed in our boxes, my little Dashy,” Surprise purred before leaning down again.
Before Rainbow could ask what she was about to do she felt a soft primary playing with her clit, stealing her breath. She gasped as the feather danced across her marehood, the light sensation driving her crazy as another sting blossomed from her flank, Fleetfoot smacking her with the crop again. The blooming pain was quickly replaced with a pleasurable soreness as her mind went back to Surprise’s ministrations.
As Surprise increased her tempo, Rainbow felt hot breath on her neck, as Fleetfoot kissed along her neck before biting gently. Not hard enough to break skin, but enough to make Rainbow wince with a mixture of pain and pleasure.
“So close…” Rainbow winced, and the mares stopped. “What? No, not now! Please, let me cum, PLEASE!”
“Those are new words out of the muzzle of our rookie. I wonder if she can scream louder,” Surprise snickered.
“PLEASE LET ME CUM!”
Fleetfoot and Surprise smiled before both mares went down on her together, to once more assault the mare. Surprise was massaging the clit with her primaries again while Fleetfoot lapped greedily at Dash’s marehood. It wasn’t long until the cyan mare came, along with a load of juices out of her marehood.
“Oh my gooooooooosh!” she exclaimed as Fleetfoot struggled to drink it all.
Dash was quickly drained all of her juices, despite the large amount. She had a goofy grin on her face, one that was nearly mirrored by her two lovers.
“So… awesome,” Rainbow whispered.
“If you think this was awesome,” Surprise started.
“Just wait and see what the Captain’s got in store for you tomorrow,” Fleetfoot ended with a smile.
