Embarrassing Requests
Tempest Shadow's movements were quirky and stiff. She walked from the local Hayburger with an officer's gait, marching her way through Ponyville with her eyes narrowed, looking straight ahead at all times. She didn't stop to admire the mismatched and colourful buildings she was still growing used to nor the air of happiness shared by their inhabitants on the warm spring day—it was all extracurricular at that moment.
In retrospect, she imagined she might have looked quite intimidating. Her muzzle was curled up in a small snarl, and try as she might to keep a clear head, her thoughts repeatedly drifted back from the scene she had just left, food eaten and bills paid, company shared and then fearfully fled from. Tempest wasn't a coward, was she?
No. She maintained that she was simply being tactical, biding her time and waiting for the right moment. That had to be why she was purposely avoiding her date's clear advances, didn't it? Fear of intimacy? Tempest would laugh that off if her face wasn't currently so stolid, she wasn't afraid of anything so integral. She had learnt, after all. The time around Twilight and her friends was an effective influence. Fear of a sexual relationship? That hit the nail right on the head.
Tempest only had to look to her powerful, stiff hooves planting into the ground with each resounding step to realise a simple truth: she wasn't a gentle pony. Her emotions were one thing, learning to open up was a process she was undertaking, and as such she had managed to find another who enjoyed spending time with her, perhaps in a romantic capacity, but the idea of bringing physical affection into the mix terrified Tempest, as loathe as she was to admit something so silly.
So it was that whenever her date put a hoof across the table, nearing her, she flinched back, pretending to go back to her food and enthusiastically picking at it. When her date attempted to kiss her, she shifted at just the right moment to ensure that her lips landed on her cheek. When her date asked if she wished to go back to her place for coffee, Tempest insisted that caffeine gave her the jitters, despite drinking two colas in the restaurant.
It was a sad truth that Tempest didn't know how to kiss a pony. She didn't know how to satisfy another mare; she barely understood how to satisfy herself. Such things had been trivialities in her past, and now that she was finally able to experience things as everypony else did, she found that she was sorely lacking in experience and understanding.
With the hard and confident demeanour that Tempest possessed, what kind of idiot would she appear to begin engaging in amorous activity with her date only to fumble and make a mistake, looking awkward and confused? She managed to carry herself rather well during the date, but only for Twilight's pointers on friendship and openness, as well as Rarity's advice on 'ladylike behaviour and courtesy', as she put it. Kissing and touching another mare? Tempest knew absolutely nothing about that.
Tempest blinked, realising that her friends had been able to help her with her previous issues, and perhaps this one was also something they knew about? As much as Tempest disliked her over-reliance on them to deal with her problems—which felt childish and inane when she saw everyone around her functioning so aptly—she couldn't deny that it felt nice to be helped, like someone cared about her enough to advise and look after her.
A small, fledgeling smile began to cross her muzzle as she walked, her movements relaxing the tiniest bit, but still comparatively tensed when looking at everypony else, who probably thought her to be guard or soldier. The idea of Twilight or Rarity being able to assist her wasn't ideal, but it felt like far more than she would be able to accomplish on her own. In fact, Tempest was certain that if she had joined her date for 'coffee', she quickly would have ended up either hurting her or breaking something. That or being a total disappointment in some unforeseeable third way.
The thought brought a small shudder, and she stubbed her fetlock on the next step, crying out in a gruff shout and startling a nearby pony. A few profuse apologies later, she was back on track, as was her mind. Ignoring the fact that her default reaction to pain was a rough bark, she took a left down the street and began plodding towards the boutique, hoping Rarity would be in. A peek through the window revealed her dealing with multiple customers, and Tempest wheeled around on the spot.
Don't bring up sensitive discussions when ponies are busy, or in front of strangers. She was fairly sure those were rules. That in mind, she began walking towards the castle, her horn oddly sparking every time she allowed her mind to dwell on events previous, her teeth gritting. There was nothing she could do to change how awkward she might have come across already, but with some luck she could fix herself up for next time, assuming her date would even want a next time.
The sun cast down its glow on her as she walked, warming the paved streets and keeping her hooves active, and with the threat of burning on her mind, she managed to reach the castle in little time. Opening the large doors with a burst of magic, she cantered inside to be greeted by the sound of distant conversation—the fact it was coming from the library told Tempest it was likely Twilight, and she hesitated on the spot, softly swaying her body from side to side.
Twilight was talking to someone, but Tempest didn't know who. Would she be interrupting by joining them? She wanted to get this off her chest now before it ate up at her more, but it might not be appropriate to talk about with another pony present, let alone Spike if he was there. Indecision eventually elected compromise, and Tempest walked towards the noise, deciding that she'd join Twilight and wait for a quiet moment to present itself.
The short walk brought her to the open door of the library wing, and Tempest saw Twilight and Starlight sitting on two sofas, facing one another and chatting. Tempest tentatively approached the pair, taking a seat and giving a small wave of a hoof as a 'hello' whilst trying to avert her gaze, which she imagined was rather stony and harsh right then.
"Hey, Tempest," Starlight smiled, twisting to look at her, rolling her withers along the sofa as she readjusted her body. "How's tricks?"
Tempest could feel her head beginning to tilt, then she snapped upright in recognition. "...How am I?" she half-asked, not entirely sure, provoking a nod from Starlight. "I'm quite well, thank you. How are tricks for you, also?"
"Snnkt," Starlight grinned, putting a hoof over her mouth as Twilight began to glare at her. Starlight quickly straightened her expression and allowed her smile to return, although, from the slight rumble of her chest and the glint in her eyes, Tempest could swear she was attempting to hold back a laugh. Ponies could be strange sometimes. "They're alright, can't complain really. I've got a little trip coming up with Trixie, so I'm pretty excited for that. Basically, we're gonna go to Fillydelphia and put on a show together, probably take in the sights while we're there too. Pretty neat, huh?"
"That sounds quite fun, actually," Tempest nodded, returning Starlight's smile. "I'm hoping to explore more of Equestria as soon as I have a chance." Inside, Tempest was still a whirl of emotion, but apparently, her cordial expression was doing the trick.
"You could come along with me and Trixie sometime!" Starlight said, rising from her seat and landing on all fours. "I mean, I'd have to ask her, of course, but I'm sure she'd be happy to let you come along! I'll bet we could make enough space in the wagon for all three of us."
That was a point, now that she thought about it. Were Trixie and Starlight in a relationship? Starlight was older than her or Twilight, perhaps approaching thirty, so she must have known exactly how to deal with her little issue. "That sounds fun, definitely," Tempest nodded, unsure how to broach the topic she had in mind. Shifting her hind hooves against the seat, she figured she'd try talking around it in order to glean a little information. "Where would we all sleep, though? Does Trixie have multiple beds?"
"She has a spare, yeah, but we've shared the big one before. It's pretty spacious so there's no problem, really." Walking a little closer to her, Starlight inclined her head, meeting Tempest's eyes. "Don't worry about getting in the way! I wouldn't have made the suggestion if I didn't want you there."
"I'm very grateful for that, I'd definitely be happy to come along in future, so long as Trixie is okay with it." At that, Tempest stopped dead, rubbing a hoof against her chin. When a few seconds passed and no one had spoken, Tempest concluded that the best way to go about things was to be direct. "So, you two regularly share a bed?"
"Uhh, when we're travelling, yeah?" Starlight replied, smile replaced with a quizzical expression, eyes narrowed. "Why do you ask?"
"Oh, no reason..." Honestly, Tempest wasn't sure where she was going with this. Was she about to directly infer that the pair were a couple? Rubbing her hind legs together, she decided to change the topic. "Hey Starlight, you look like an experienced mare—"
Starlight raised an eyebrow, as did Twilight. "I'll... take that as a compliment? What's up?"
Tempest's eyes flicked from Starlight to Twilight, to the floor and then back to Starlight. She felt as if she had put herself on the spot, but she wasn't one to cower out of her decisions, even if they might have been badly devised. "I was wondering if you knew much about..."
"About?" Starlight leaned in, curiosity beginning to take over.
"How to kiss a mare," Tempest finally stated as if it was the most normal thing ever. "Well, kiss amongst other things."
"Oh! Umm..." Starlight seemed to shuffle on her hooves, unsure what to say next. Her tail, which had previously been dead still, began swaying from side to side as her eyes widened. "I..."
"Tempest!" Twilight intervened with a small, scolding growl to her voice. "you shouldn't put Starlight on the spot like that, it isn't a nice way to act."
Tempest could feel her brow furrowing; she looked from Twilight to Starlight—who by now was chewing on her lip—and then back to Twilight once more. "Did I do something wrong?"
"Yes!" Twilight replied with the sharp point of a hoof. "You just insinuated that poor Starlight knows anything about kissing a mare, right after talking about her and Trixie's sleeping habits! It isn't nice to assume, Tempest."
Tempest took one look at Twilight's hoof before retreating back into the sofa, balling up and lowering her head. She didn't like it when Twilight told her off, it was one of the only times she ever felt vulnerable these days. "I wasn't trying to be rude, I just thought when you shared a bed that you meant you and Trixie were, well, partners."
"Honestly, it's fine," Starlight said, briefly shaking her head and flicking a hoof as if to dismiss the whole thing. "I understand how you could have made that connection, it's no problem. For your information, I probably know a few things about kissing a mare, but I wouldn't be the one to ask."
"Why, would Trixie get jealous?" Came a rough chuckle from the other end of the room, and Tempest had to crane her neck to see where it had come from.
"No, she would not!" Starlight defended, spinning on the spot and shouting over to the other end of the library. "Don't stick your nose in!"
"Grr..." Twilight turned her head, shouting back. "You're just as bad, Rainbow Dash! Don't you make a bad impression in front of Tempest!"
"Ehh, whatever. I'm just saying what everypony's thinking," was all she got in reply, leaving Starlight flustered and Twilight with a particularly sour look.
"You don't know anything, so shut it!" Starlight yelled, before turning back to Twilight and Tempest with an amicable smile. "Anyway, girls, I'm gonna go and talk to Trixie about this Fillydelphia trip, I'll be back in a little while."
"Bet that ain't all you'll do!" Rainbow giggled from wherever she was hidden, causing Starlight to stare across the room once more.
"Oh, bite me." Starlight huffed, storming out.
"And take Trixie's job?" she quipped back, though her only response was the slamming of the library door.
"I swear she does this on purpose," Twilight said with a defeated look, shaking her head. "Sorry, Tempest, and sorry if I came across as a little harsh, I just didn't want you to upset Starlight about that in particular for, well," she gestured at the recently slammed door with a slight grimace, "you saw why."
"Starlight is reluctant to speak about Trixie?" Tempest asked, prompting a nod from Twilight. "I'm not sure I understand that." Thinking for a second, Tempest added. "And why can I not see Rainbow?"
"Ehh, don't worry about it," Twilight said, casting her eyes upwards, "Some things are just a little easier not to explain. As for Rainbow, she decided to take a nap in here, apparently, and she's too much effort to shoo away. She's on top of a bookcase because she likes sleeping in high places."
"Yeah. Speaking of which, can you two keep it down? I've only got like," a moment's pause, maybe enough to check a pocket watch, "two more hours of refuelling left until I've gotta go feed Tank."
"Oh, gee, not like you couldn't just, you know, go and sleep in your own bed?" Twilight grumbled, casting her voice back so Rainbow could hear.
"But I'm already here!" Rainbow moaned, and Tempest could imagine her scrunching her face up and stomping a hoof at Twilight. It brought the tinge of a smile to her muzzle.
"Whatever," Twilight said, rolling her eyes. "Just go to sleep then."
"I'll do just that," Rainbow announced, saying no more.
"Sorry about that, Tempest," Twilight sighed, looking slightly more dishevelled than she had moments ago. Shaking her head, she attempted to regain her usual caring and compassionate look, with reasonable results. "You were asking Starlight about kissing mares though. While you may not have gone about it in the best way, it wasn't a bad question by any means. Do you mind if I ask why you want to know?"
Tempest could feel a blush forming on her face, but she wasn't about to be a scared foal about it. "I had a date recently."
Although she might have felt a little fear when Twilight's ears instantly perked up and she jolted in her seat. "You did? Seriously?"
"Y-yes, why are you making such a fuss over it?"
"This is excellent progress!" Twilight grinned, her eyes ecstatic. "Was it today? I'm assuming it was another mare considering your question... Did you enjoy it?" Sparking her horn, Twilight levitated over a pen and a notepad. By now, Tempest had concluded that she had one of those in reach everywhere in the castle. "Can I take some notes on your experience?"
"Wha—No! No notes, Twilight!" Tempest shook her head with gusto, attempting to pull Twilight's pen and pad back down onto the table. "I just want to talk, okay?"
"Mmh, fine," Twilight huffed, finally relenting and letting go of the pad and pen. "I just get a little excited when I see a student doing this well, is all."
"I know," Tempest nodded with a half-smile, "and we can talk about all the friendship lesson stuff later, but right now I just want to talk about the..." Whatever existed of Tempest's smile was quickly wiped away. "The relationship bits, if that's alright."
"Uh-huh, sure, go ahead."
"Alright... So put it this way: I've never had a relationship before. In all honesty, I'm a virgin, but that's between you and me. And Rainbow, I guess."
"Still sleeping, don't care," came a murmur from across the room.
"Anyways, when I was having my date, the mare I was with kept trying to touch me, and kiss me," Tempest felt a little shudder course through her body at the thought, something she wanted but didn't know how to accept. "And I froze up, Twilight. I had no idea what to do, so I avoided her as much as I could." Looking to Twilight, mustering all of the sincerity she could, she dropped any semblance of her unaffected image and bared all. "I need help with this, Twilight."
"Alright, help. I'm pretty sure I can do that..." Twilight began fidgeting in her seat, her tail flicking against the arm of the sofa as she 'hmm'd to herself. "Have you tried talking to Rarity?" was all she managed to come up with.
"She was busy at the boutique, I didn't want to bother her." Tempest's expression became hard. "Listen, Twilight. I like this mare, and she wants to see me soon, but I have no clue how to fuck." Twilight's eyes widened a little at the statement, but Tempest was tired of beating around the bush. "I'm worried I'll hurt her or something, that or I'll just be an awkward and terrible lay. I'm getting a very strong impression that she's attracted to me, but I don't even know how to share a kiss with her."
"...I see," Twilight mumbled, giving her notepad another desperate glance but neglecting to pick it up. "I've, err, been with a couple of stallions before, but never a mare. I mean, I could probably give you some pointers with the kiss, but then, typically the stallion leads, and I don't know how that works in a mare and mare situation if you know what I mean..." Eyes downcast, Twilight crossed her forelimbs, appearing frustrated. "I really want to help you with this, Tempest, but I wonder if Rarity might know better?"
"I don't have time to see Rarity!" Tempest snapped, digging her hooves into her seat, looking as if she was about to burst up. "It's ridiculous that I've allowed myself to reach twenty-four without having even learnt to kiss another pony properly, let alone how to satisfy them in any other way. Don't you have any advice whatsoever?"
If Twilight had reacted to her show of force, she didn't see it. On the contrary, she appeared to remain very calm and patient, but it did nothing to alleviate Tempest's frustrations, her horn beginning to produce small sparks of electricity once more. "My advice, if you really don't want to wait? Be honest with her about it. I don't know how much you've told her about your situation, but you haven't had a chance to do these things before. It doesn't make you an outcast or freak, it makes you equine, Tempest. In my opinion, if this mare is really worthy of your time, she'll understand."
"But what if she doesn't care?" Tempest replied, her voice cracking, her muscles tensing. "What if she doesn't share your opinion, and thinks I'm not worth her time? You know me, Twilight, we met under strange circumstances, but we've had a long time to grow accustomed to one another. I've only just met this mare, this is different. Can't you see why I'm worried?"
Closing her eyes, Twilight slowly exhaled. "Yes, I can see why you're worrying, and I don't think your worry is without merit. I can understand that you're scared of being hurt, Tempest, but there's no instant fix to a situation like this." Opening her lids, she looked at Tempest with an honestly adorable smile, almost enough to melt away the icy exterior forming around her. "Still, I maintain that any pony silly enough to put your sexual prowess before your personality and good looks would be making a huge loss, so try not to worry about it! Be confident, Tempest, you deserve to be."
It didn't fix anything, not by any means, but it certainly made her feel a little better. Her frown began to flip, inching up her face until she could return Twilight's expression with a fraction of the intensity and honesty behind it. She still had a muddled feeling of trepidation in her belly, and she didn't feel as if speaking with Twilight had necessarily made a solution any easier to reach, but she still had a habit of making her feel better, and that was something. "Thank you, Twilight. I really appreciate you saying so. I'm gonna try and deal with this somehow, I'm sorry for putting it on you with no notice."
"Don't worry about it," Twilight beamed. "Did you feel like staying for tea? We can discuss it a little more if you'd like."
"No thanks," Tempest said, rolling off the sofa and landing on her hooves. "I'm going to go for a little walk, think this over somewhat. I'm grateful for your trying to help, but I don't know if I'll get much more out of sitting here talking. I think I just need a little time to myself, honestly."
"Well, I'm here if you need me."
"I know." Tempest took her leave, feeling slightly calmer but conflicted all the same. Her wandering hooves took her from the castle to the street outside, and suddenly she was walking in a completely random direction, not bothering to pay attention to her legs as they ferried her wherever they desired. Her eyes surveyed the scenery, but she took little in. A stream here, a tree there, none of it really stuck.
Eventually, she stopped, finding a small spot of grass to lay on and mull things over, the rush of the stream behind her the only noticeable sound, overpowering everything as blades of grass rubbed against her belly, effortlessly finding her most ticklish spots.
That was what she needed to be able to do. Tease, tantalise, run her hooves over the body of a lover the same way the grass could elicit such sensation from her, but she needed to be able to amplify it. Make it stronger, more encompassing. Unfortunately, she had no clue where to start. Checking to see that no one was around, she rolled over, taking a hoof and trying to run it up her belly as slowly and lightly as possible.
The effect was small, but it was there. She could feel the softness of her touch as her hoof brushed past tufts of fur to meet skin, stretching out her lithe body where she lay and spreading her toned hind legs. Where she wasn't muscular, she was shapely, and looking down at her body where she lay, she could appreciate her own sexiness, whether it was her fluffy chest or her firm ass, her strong legs or the slender neck she took her hoof to next, determined to experiment as best she could.
She discovered that her neck, in fact, was quite sensitive, and that rubbing against it without too much force was a reasonably enjoyable feeling. After a few short strokes, her entire body felt more alive, like there was energy dancing through her veins as more and more of her came alive, eager to be touched and explored.
Well, she wasn't going to deny herself what she so obviously wanted. She had never paid attention to how she touched herself before when she did, but now that she thought about it, she realised that if she was at least able to do that, maybe she could get down the basics of sex? The thought excited her, and Tempest could feel a small warmth inside as she slipped her hoof down to her belly, rubbing the muscular surface, separated by a small and ever so soft layer of pudge.
She knew it was a couple of pounds she had gained since moving into Twilight's, but she actually quite enjoyed the way her belly felt now. Still tough and hard with muscle showing, but less prominent, and an even more sensitive feeling when she glided her hoof against it, causing her to produce something between a breathy chuckle and a pant.
She was definitely getting turned on now—even if it only was the tiniest bit, it was there. Tempest wondered about how to heighten that feeling, how to make another mare experience it, how to drag it out or make them cum hard and fast, whichever she felt like. She wanted to be able to have another pony like putty in her hooves, begging her to finally finish them off. The thought only served to excite Tempest more, and she could feel herself beginning to spread her legs further as she looked around once more, nervous about being caught.
No one to the left, no one to the right, not even in the distance. She settled back down, reluctantly deciding to bring both hooves into the mix, one caressing her chest and the other moving down to her barrel, rubbing around her cutie mark. There was something therapeutic about her actions, and the more she partook of them the more she wished to share them with another, to run her hooves through soft fur, to lick and kiss and suck on a sweet neck, to kiss down to a juicy, delectable pussy, flowing with sweet nectar, and begin to lap up her fill...
Tempest could feel her hoof beginning to move around the thigh of her hind leg and her eyes beginning to draw shut as she imagined all of the things she could be doing, all of the things that could be happening to her in return, all of the sweating and moaning and writhing of bodies in a miasma of pleasure and filth, orgasms harder than she'd ever had and teases softer than the clouds above...
Or rather, something right by the clouds. Something heading towards her as her hoof descended closer and closer to her waiting, wanting folds. Tempest hoped that if she blinked it would go away, that she could just give her body what it desired, forgetting everything and allowing herself a moment of pure serenity. She deserved it, she needed it, and she would be damned if anything was going to interrupt her now.
But fate didn't seem content in waiting for her to please herself, no matter how much she might have wanted to. Tempest squinted at the strange shape in the sky even as she felt the first stroke against her tight, wet pussy, bringing forth a short gasp—whether it was from the sensation or the surprise, she was unsure.
There in the sky, she spotted a familiar pegasus flying towards her. Or at least, it seemed as if she was flying towards her. Blue coat and rainbow mane, she was impossible to mistake for anypony else, even at a distance. Tempest could feel the once warm feeling in her insides developing into a rumbling fire, and she so wished that Rainbow would just turn around, fly off and leave her in peace, but still, she came closer.
Tempest could see her clearly now, and realised that that likely meant Rainbow could see her too in her compromising position, laying as if she was waiting for somepony to rut her, her hoof between her legs, the teeth pressing down on her bottom lip, the ears folded back from her first touch—she quickly jolted, rolling onto her front and looking anywhere but at Rainbow, doing everything in her power to avoid being caught, to pretend she had absolutely no knowledge that she was there.
It wasn't long until the mare in question landed beside her, and Tempest put on her best attempt at surprise, which may have been bolstered by her quick breaths and the shakes of her body, or may have completely unravelled her act. "Oh, h-hey, Rainbow! What are you doing here?"
When Rainbow looked at her, it was with a confident, winning smile. "So hey, whatever Twilight told you about happiness and acceptance and being self-assured? Don't do that."
If Tempest wasn't startled now, she was certainly intrigued. Slowly, she found herself rolling over—legs pressed tightly together to hide her wetness, dribbling down onto her legs—to face Rainbow directly, trying to process what she had just said. "What do you mean? You're saying she gave bad advice?"
"Not at all, just that I can advise you better," she winked, taking a step closer.
For all of her worry about being caught right now, that was quite the statement, and Tempest couldn't help but cock her head, half intrigue and half disbelief as she looked at Rainbow strutting towards her like she owned the entire scene. And to be fair to her, she did. The way her hips swayed, the power of her steps, the carefree attitude, the firmly held smile on her face... If Tempest didn't know her a little better, she might have been intimidated by her almost endless aplomb. "And how is that?" Tempest asked, careful to put a semblance of doubt into her voice, so as to not give Rainbow the advantage.
"Simple. Twilight might not know her way around a mare, but if you're searching for the master of all things down and dirty, you're looking at her," Rainbow smirked, circling Tempest as she laid on the grass, the latter finding it difficult to stand for all of her commanding presence. "A couple of hours with me and I could turn you into class A fuck machine. Any more than that? You might even get somewhere near my level." Pausing in her movement for a second, Rainbow shrugged her withers. "I mean, I doubt it, but it could happen."
The fact that Tempest didn't even feel as if she could stand before this mare was surreal; she was smaller than her, had no magic, and by no means should have been imposing, yet there was something about her that exuded self-assurance and ability. The more she exercised her hard front, the more she walked around her like a wounded animal, showing off her powerful body, the more Tempest started to wonder if she was telling the truth.
"I'm telling you," Rainbow continued, though she really didn't need to at this point. "One time with me and you'd throw away the rulebook, forget everything you ever thought you knew, and come away truly enlightened." Finally, Rainbow stopped circling, sauntering straight towards her and getting in her face, slowly inching closer, reducing the space between them as her smile grew.
"No bullshit, no false guarantees, just an intensive tutorial on how to use your hooves, lips..." with that, she brought her muzzle down to Tempest, and as horny as she was, as conflicted as she was by Rainbow's appearance and the way she was acting, it took a lot of willpower to refrain from reaching out and meeting them, "...and tongue," she finished, sticking her tongue out and wiggling it front of Tempest, who tried her best to look away but to little avail.
She couldn't help it, she was captivated by Rainbow, and she didn't seem content with letting up anytime soon. Maybe it was just how horny she already was, maybe it was her frustration, but Tempest longed to turn the tables right then, to pin her down and show her who the best really was, but then she wondered if she really could, the question sending short shivers through her spine as she imagined what Rainbow was truly capable of. It wasn't just her bold claims, her body had to be the fittest she had seen since she was a soldier. Fitter than even her, maybe.
Still, she resisted. She had a pony she liked, a pony she wanted to see again. Sure, they weren't official, they had only seen each other once, and as far as Tempest knew that wasn't commitment, but kissing another mare, fucking another mare? That had to still be cheating. Regardless, a subtly rising feeling of want? Tempest could see no issue with that. "Rainbow, I'm seeing a mare, surely it isn't alright for me to take tips off of you in that way... Is this a prank?" she tried as a last ditch, half of her hoping it wasn't.
"No prank," Rainbow said in a serious tone, still inches from her face. "If I wanted to get you I'd think of something more inventive, right now I'd rather just bed you." A couple of moments of solemn staring into the distance, and she added: "For educational purposes, of course."
As much as Tempest was bemused by Rainbow's offer, she couldn't hide the twitch of her ears, nor the way her tail began to bounce or the way she tried to burrow one of her hooves into the soil beneath her, searching for something to take her mind off of the wonderful idea. There was a strong part of her that wanted to say yes, but it was still an immoral part of her, she was sure of that. "This really doesn't seem like the kind of thing you'd do, Rainbow," Tempest said in another effort to dissuade her.
When Rainbow turned back to regard her, she retained her serious look, eyes straight and trained on Tempest. "Let me tell you something, Tempest. I heard everything you said earlier in that library, and if you really like this mare, you shouldn't have to worry about whether or not you can please her. You should be able to strut up to her already knowing you're gonna own that shit and rock her world!"
As much as she hated to admit it, Tempest could feel a smile beginning to creep onto her face at the notion. Rainbow had just captured her entire thought process in ten seconds, and she was unsure whether it made her shallow or just easy to read. "It would be nice..." Tempest admitted, unable to lie in the moment. "But do you really think it's alright? Isn't this unfaithful?"
"Unfaithful?" Rainbow laughed, throwing her gaze, "You've been on one date with the mare! You're hardly in a committed relationship right now, are you?" Rainbow flared her wings, and Tempest's eyes travelled straight to them, causing a knowing smile to appear on Rainbow's face. "Hold on, is she a pegasus, this mare you're seeing?"
"Uh, yes. Her name is Cloud Kicker," Tempest nodded, unsure what else to say.
Rainbow tapped a hoof against the floor a few times before looking back to Tempest. "Oh yeah, Cloud Kicker! Lives in Ponyville, helps out with some of the pegasi events, decent flier. I remember her. So..." Rainbow leaned in, a sultry grin on her lips. "Got a thing for pegasi, huh?"
"What makes you say that?" Tempest mumbled, rubbing a hoof against her foreleg.
"You're still staring at 'em," Rainbow laughed, stretching her wings out further. "Don't blame you, they're one of the best parts of my body. Have a feel, if you like."
Tempest was sure she should have refused, but she couldn't deny the fact that she had been eyeing Rainbow's wings, growing increasingly curious as to how soft her feathers were, how delicate they would feel in her hooves. "Are you sure this is alright?" she choked out, still not breaking her eyes' hold on the feathery appendages.
"Trust me, I'm the Element of Loyalty," Rainbow snickered, extending a wing and brushing it against Tempest's muzzle, leaving a feeling of pure bliss resonating across her face, refusing to leave even as her wing retracted. "If you want more, you'll have to come to class, AKA my bedroom. Sound like a plan?"
Maybe Tempest didn't think straight when she was horny. Maybe her reason and logic, conscience and morals were impaired when she was faced with an insanely attractive pegasus—which Rainbow guessed correctly, she was into—propositioning her, but those feathers might have been the straw that broke this pony's will. "You're absolutely sure this wouldn't be an issue, hypothetically? I mean, I'm not even saying I'm considering it, but if I was, you're certain this wouldn't get in the way?"
"On my honour as an Element Bearer. If I could help you out, it'd be completely and utterly as a friend. No strings, no emotional attachment, I just wanna see you happy with your date, and maybe eventual marefriend. I know I'm teasing you a little, but I can't help it... Look at you, you make it so easy."
That was it, she'd had enough. Rising to her full height, Tempest attempted to tower over Rainbow. To her credit, she didn't cower or fall back, standing tall even as almost a foot separated them, looking up at her with that same surefire smile. "We'll see just how 'easy' I am when we go to your place, shall we?"
"Nuh-uh-uh," Rainbow tutted, rising to her wings and floating forwards to boop Tempest on the snout. "This is purely educational. If you cum, then it's actual cheating, so you'll have to keep yourself contained, even if it gets really hard to. Though from the looks of things..." Rainbow said, suddenly behind her, "You're already having a hard time," she finished, lust positively dripping off of her words.
Suddenly, Tempest realised just what she must have seen and clamped her legs together, her cheeks turning the same colour as her mane as she glared at Rainbow, who looked quite surprised for all of her bravado, speechless, staring at where only moments ago Tempest's soaked pussy had presented itself for her, her tail not covering her due to the small twirls it had been spinning in for the last few minutes. It was then that Tempest began to wonder whether Rainbow was just as excited as she was.
But why was she excited? She shouldn't have been. The rational part of her mind told her she should have been repulsed by the idea, yet the more she thought about it, the more it felt like a way to kill three birds with one stone. Gain some valuable experience, bed a hot mare, and bring said experience to her second date, blowing her maybe-marefriend-to-be's mind with the best sex imaginable. "You'd better be as good as you say you are," Tempest grunted, trying to take her mind off of her sopping wet pussy as she stared down Rainbow.
"Oh trust me, you'll be thanking me for the rest of your life," Rainbow promised, swooping in close and whispering into Tempest's ear, almost brushing her muzzle against it. "So when are you gonna let me show you the ropes? You've got me looking forward to it now."
"How about tonight?" Tempest smiled, as uncaring as possible. "I mean, unless you want me to jump you right now, that is." If Rainbow was going to play the game, Tempest decided she could play twice as hard.
Oddly enough, it seemed to work, as Rainbow backed up a little. "N-not tonight," she stammered, looking away. "I've got a couple of things to do. I thought you'd be more up for doing it next week?"
"Next week?!" Tempest repeated, incredulous. "Didn't you hear me saying that I needed this quickly?"
"Oh yeah, of course!" Rainbow said, apparently having only just remembered. "Uhh, five days?"
Tempest simply looked at her.
"I run a busy schedule!" Rainbow almost squeaked, barely glancing at Tempest. "I can probably do three, but that's the best you're gonna get. Still, remember, this is the best lesson you're ever gonna get, it's more than worth the wait."
Slowly, Tempest nodded her head. "Fine, three days. But you had better deliver, I could probably have learnt more from books in that time."
"Books?" Rainbow laughed, throwing a hoof. "Trust me, what I've got is much better than anything a book could give you, I'm talking pure personalised experience, nothing can top that."
"Alright, alright, keep talking little pony," Tempest said, sticking her tongue out. "You just make sure you're right."
"For shizzle, my Fizzle!" Rainbow laughed, before shooting her some serious bedroom eyes. "Let me know what you think in three days," and with that, she zoomed off so fast that Tempest's eyes could barely follow her, a trail of rainbow mist left in her wake.
Tempest thought about the whole surreal experience she had just had from where she stood, and soon found herself laying down again, almost out of necessity. It was all a strain on her mind, trying to decide whether any of this was a good idea, whether she would benefit from it or whether it was even the right thing to do, but fuck had Rainbow been hot just now, and her burning vulva could attest to that.
Right now, Tempest needed to clear her head, and she figured the only way to do that was going to be doing what she had fucking needed the whole time Rainbow was there, to finish herself off. After all, she was going to have to be ready for when she finally did see Rainbow in three days, especially if she wasn't allowed to cum. That was going to be a challenge. As much as Tempest hated to admit it, Rainbow probably could have stroked her pussy once right then and she would have gushed all over her, she was that wound up right now.
Time to fix that. Tempest didn't even check to see how far Rainbow was, rolling straight onto her back and slipping a hoof downstairs, her mind full of the feeling of fluffy feathers and fur as she began to rub just above her clit, teasing herself just as her friend had moments ago. She felt so close already it was unreal, every touch heightened to the point that tingles resounded through her entire body whenever she manoeuvred her hooves, the grass now brushing against her back and tickling her as she twisted in place, unable to find comfort amidst the enjoyment.
A hoof travelled to the inside of her thigh, snaking around as a small grin appeared on Tempest's muzzle, closing her eyes and imagining one of two mares touching her, though she was ashamed to admit that her imagination was rapidly fluctuating. One minute, Cloud Kicker was being a good and attentive marefriend, giving her everything from affectionate kisses to loving, lavish licks, and Tempest would throw her head back in enjoyment, loving every moment of it when in reality her hoof drew closer and closer to her dripping pussy.
The next, it was her friend, the temptress who hadn't got her worked up, but had kept her worked up, heightening the feeling and making her increasingly desperate to cum. She was teaching her the ropes, or so she put it, but in Tempest's mind she was teaching her and punishing her, trying to ensure that she withheld the orgasm she so needed even while pushing her to her limits over and over until Tempest couldn't take it anymore...
She really couldn't take it anymore. Rainbow or Cloud, it didn't matter, she needed a face down there, someone to graciously eat her, compliment her taste, and then share it with her... Tempest took a hoof to her lips as she thought so, barely even realising through her swirl of fantasy that she had just tasted her own juices, but it only made her thoughts stronger. She returned her hoof, rubbing furiously at her pussy as she attempted to disconnect from reality, imagining it was another brash and beautiful pony having fun with her, teasing her, bringing her to climax.
Tempest was past looking around, she no longer cared if she was caught. If she was interrupted right now, she would shrug, proceeding to play with herself like she hadn't in months, bringing herself closer and closer, the muscles between her thighs clenching as her pussy contracted with each hard brush against her sensitive lips. She needed to cum now, she couldn't wait much longer. Finally, after so much restraint, she brought a hoof up, softly flicking it against her until now neglected clit.
It was what she had been missing, and the moment her hoof made contact she felt the buzz of the most sensitive part of her body thundering through her core, only increasing every other sensation and bringing her further. Another flick, a soft rub, a light squeeze, and the calling out of another pony's name was enough, and she spurted with disregard for her surroundings, disregard for herself as the liquid began to stain her coat, shooting onto her hind legs and dribbling down to her exposed asshole.
Every fresh shot of her juices was a raucous thunder of heaven in her mind, and throughout the experience she clenched her eyes firmly shut, her imagination taking over as she imagined drenching somepony else in her essence, covering them in her cum and then slowly cleaning them with their tongue—coat first, then the wings... She burst like a fire hydrant, small jets intermittently streaming from her with increasing force as she gasped and panted and bit down on her other hoof trying to withhold a scream.
Her hooves were beginning to go numb, parts of her body were slowing down as the only important thing in the moment took control, the delight overpowering everything as her right hind leg began to twitch uncontrollably as it hovered in the air, her tail swishing and batting itself lifelessly against the ground as her horn finally sparked once more, every facet of her release combining and beginning to emanate from her stub as she shot forth a harmless burst of magic, the scream finally unleashed as she bit her hoof, muffled but still powerful, hidden but still in plain sight.
She could be with anypony right now and she would still be elated, letting the pinnacle of her moment fade as it died down, the last sprays weaker than the rest, slowing with the heaving of her body and the rising and falling of her chest until it faded into a small dribble running down her thighs and ass, dripping onto the floor below as she finally threw her head back, hitting the ground as exhaustion took out, every last ounce of her totally spent.
Slowly opening her eyes, looking up at the clouds, Tempest Shadow smiled. She inhaled through her snout, letting go of her breath through her muzzle, slowly regaining cognizance and an awareness of her surroundings as she struggled to control her erratic breath, the lingering euphoria clinging to her and attempting to keep her out of her world a while longer, to keep lying there and allowing the cessation of her session and all of its results to fade naturally along with the delicious thoughts that came from it.
Thoughts that didn't seem happy to settle on one pony for more than a few seconds at a time.
"...Shit."
Rainbow Dash continued to flee from the scene of her encounter with Tempest, her heart hammering in her chest as she rocketed back towards the castle. She barely paid any attention to where she was going, silently grateful that the castle was so easy to find with its towering height.
That had to be the stupidest thing she had done in weeks. She could only hope she had the capacity to bullshit her way through it. After all, the payoff would be more than worth it.
But Rainbow couldn't think about that. If she cast her thoughts back to Tempest any longer she'd probably crash. Especially what she had seen when she span behind her, that was enough to make all the blood rush from her head to her stomach to the point that it almost hurt. She just looked so damn good, so sexy and vulnerable, a beautiful contrast to how she usually carried herself, just as attractive but with a weakness Rainbow could exploit and capitalise on. And help her in the process, of course.
But first, she needed to learn the first thing about sex. She had three days to perfect her technique and appear as if she was some kind of god to Tempest, or this was all going to blow up in her face. Rainbow was banking on the thought that surely one awkward virgin wouldn't be able to identify another, but in all honesty this idea was half-baked and had involved little forethought. Rainbow saw an opportunity to screw Tempest, and she took it. She had had her eye on her for a while, after all.
But how was she going to learn anything substantial about sex in such little time? Racking her brain, Rainbow remembered something Tempest had said herself and smiled, redoubling her speed. All of this was going to be worth it. She got to be a good friend and help out Tempest, she got to screw the living hell out of her, and most of all, she got to do it from a position of dominance. If there was one thing Rainbow was truly proud of, it was the dynamic she had just set up between them. If she could carry on like that, she'd have this in the bag.
Now to see what books Twilight had on sex. Rainbow had the feeling she was going to need all of them.