Chapter 21

Equestrian Airlines Hanger, Canterlot

As soon as Rarity gave Spike directions on how to take care of Sweetie, both she and Nightwing packed their bags and headed off to Equestria’s only airport. Blimps had been around for about fifty years but they were expensive and therefore, only the rich could afford to use them regularly. Rarity had little trouble booking a flight to Saddle Arabia, due to her status as an element bearer as well as cashing in a favor from a certain wealthy pony. The blimp they were to board was a smaller one but what it lacked in size it made up for in sheer sleekness. It was the pinnacle of flight technology with a streamlined silver hull and powered by several propellers. It was said to have been powered by something called “electricity”, a pegasus invention. An attendant came over and grabbed their bags, while a well-dressed white unicorn trotted down the ramp to meet them.

Rarity waved. “Why hello Fancypants, how are you doing today?”

Fancypants kissed Rarity’s hoof. “A pleasure as always Miss Belle, I’m doing quite well thank you. Pardon my asking but where do you plan on going with my airship?”

“I’m afraid that is a rather long story. Suffice to say, my companion and I are headed to Saddle Arabia to attend a celebration on behalf of Princess Luna.”

Fancypants cocked his eyebrow. “Saddle Arabia eh? I’ve only visited once; it wasn’t the most…pleasant of places. Pardon me but who is this chap tagging along with you?”

“Oh I’m sorry, this is Nightwing. He’s Princess Luna’s Captain of the Nightguard.”

Nightwing shook Fancy’s hoof. “Hello sir, the princess tells me of all the charity work you do around Canterlot. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.”

Fancy chuckled. “Ah well you know, I like to help those less fortunate than myself. Please I insist that you call me Fancy. Sir sounds…too formal for my tastes.”

“Very well erm…Fancy. You’ve a pretty fancy ship. Is it new?”

“Indeed it is, top of the line. I own a small manufacturing company in Cloudsdale that specializes in a new technology called electricity. From what I understand the pegasai can harness the energy and use it to power machines. I always enjoy new things and when I found out that Dr. Lightning Bolt was experimenting with it, I had to invest. And now I have the fastest airship in all Equestria!”

Nightwing grinned. “That’s amazing! How fast can it go?”

“She, her name is the Silver Chalice. I named her after my grandmother. At full power she can go about forty five knots. However, her average cruising speed is more like thirty. I imagine we could make it to Saddle Arabia in about a day’s time.”

Rarity blew a strand of hair away from her face. “As exciting as all of your talk about machines is, I’m afraid that I’d much rather enjoy the inside of the airship…if you don’t mind.”

Fancy coughed. “Oh right I’m sorry Miss Belle. Sometimes I get caught up in my conversations when it concerns machines. Follow me and I’ll show you two to your room.”

Nightwing’s eyes bulged. “Wait…did you say our room?”

“Yes, I figured you’d want to bunk together. Is that a problem?”

“I guess not but Rarity and I aren’t…”

Rarity stuck her hoof in his mouth. “It’s perfectly fine Fancypants, we’ll manage. Now why don’t we head to the room hmm?”

Fancy scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. “Very well, right this way then.”

Fancypants took them to a moderately sized cabin that rivaled any luxury hotel room. Inside was a king sized bed made of the finest oak, with tastefully colored silk sheets. A dresser complete with a vanity mirror was placed across from the bed as well as a couch and a few chairs. Off to the side was a small bathroom, complete with a running bath and shower.

Rarity squeaked in happiness jumping up and down. “THIS IS SIMPLY MARVELOUS!”

Fancy grinned. “Why of course it is, I only have the finest amenities aboard my ship. I’m glad you like it.”

“Like it? No, I LOVE IT! The décor is so modern and tasteful, without being tacky. I’m going to quite enjoy staying here.”

Nightwing’s ears sagged. “And I’m going to have heart palpitations…”

“What was that darling?”

“Oh I said I hope they’ve started with the dinner preparations.”

Rarity cleared her throat. “Yes, I am rather famished now that you mention it. Fancy, I presume that you have a fully staffed kitchen on board?”

Fancy nodded. “Of course and only classically trained Prench chefs. Dinner is in a half hour, I’ll have one of the stewards escort you to the dining area. As much as I’d love to stay and chat, I need to attend to a few things around the ship. Ta ta for now!”

Nightwing’s wings twitched. “Rarity what were you thinking? We can’t stay together in the same bed!”

“Please Nightwing, don’t be such a drama queen. Only I’m allowed such a luxury. We are grown adults and I see no reason why we can’t economize. Besides it would be rude to ask Fancypants for another room.”

“I know but he assumed we were a…a c-couple.”

Rarity rolled her eyes. “He did. What of it? Are you going to prove his assumptions wrong?”

Nightwing bit his lip. “I don’t…I mean that is to say...”

Rarity stuck her lip out. “Am I really so appalling that you can’t stand the thought of sharing a bed with me, for one measly night?”

“Rarity no, that’s not what I mean.”

“Then WHAT do you mean?”

Nightwing shuffled his hooves. “It’s been a while since I’ve…been with a mare.”

Rarity ran a hoof through her mane. “Well now you have an opportunity to be with one again. Practice makes perfect, darling.”

“P-practice!? But we haven’t even been on a date yet!”

“Trust me darling I’ve been on enough of those to be sick of them. Ponies don’t need to perform such outdated rituals to be a couple. We’re familiar with one another and we both find each other attractive, so is it not the next logical step to become lovers?”

“I don’t know. Are you saying that you wouldn’t have a problem with me being your stallionfriend?”

Rarity huffed. “None what so ever. Since you seem to be so timid about it, I’ll do all the asking. Nightwing would you be my special somepony?”

Nightwing held her hoof. “Of course I will. Erm…sorry about not asking you earlier.”

“We all make mistakes darling. I understand your caution. We both have had less than...spectacular love lives so it’s only natural that you would tread carefully.”

Nightwing blushed. “Yeah there is that, but to be honest I was sort of…intimidated by how beautiful you were. It was like I wasn’t worthy of a mare like you.”

It was Rarity’s turn to blush. “Stop that kind of talk this instant! I’m extremely flattered that you think I’m so beautiful. However, don’t drag yourself in the dirt. You are as worthy as a stallion could ever be.”

As Nightwing was about to reply a very attractive pink-coated unicorn mare walked into the room. She had the same figure as Princess Luna, just without the wings. The mare tapped Rarity on the shoulder to get her attention.

The pink mare giggled. “I’m sorry am I interrupting a lover’s quarrel?”

Rarity sighed. “No it’s alright; I was just clearing something up with Nightwing.”

“Good, it saddens me to see couples fight. Fancy sent me here to tell you that dinner is ready.”

Rarity’s eyes widened. “Oh I’m terribly sorry Fleur; I was so caught up in the moment that I didn’t recognize you! How are you doing darling?”

Fleur smiled. “I’m doing very well. Fancy and I have been spending a lot of our time building and testing airships. In fact, I was piloting the ship for the past forty five minutes. Fancy has the helm now.”

Nightwing gasped. “Wait…you can fly this thing?”

“Yes, and I’m quite good at it. You see, my father used to be in the Equestrian Navy. He was around when blimps first started being introduced. He earned the title as Equestria’s first airship captain. I know that seems strange, considering he’s a unicorn. I guess his passion for flying rubbed off on me.”

“Huh, what do ya know about that. I guess that means we’re in very capable hooves.”

Rarity grabbed Nightwing by the hoof. “Come along darling, a lady doesn’t like to be kept waiting for food.”

Fleur led them to a decent sized dining table set up near one of the windows, so that any passengers could admire the view while eating. Upon the table was a wide variety of fruit and vegetable based dishes ranging from spinach quiche to brie and apple tortes. Rarity’s eyes sparkled noting the wonderfully elegant buffet set out for them. Nightwing thought the food looked good, but a bit too fancy for his tastes.

Fleur sat down daintily and began munching on a piece of quiche. “Please enjoy yourselves. I would recommend the quiche, it’s Fancy’s own recipe.”

Rarity levitated some glazed pears over to her plate. “I had no idea Fancy enjoyed cooking.”

“On occasion he does. You know him; he likes to dabble in just about everything. Although this time the chefs made all of the food, since he’s busy flying the ship.”

Nightwing nibbled on some mozzarella salad. “Is it difficult to fly the ship?”

Fleur rubbed her chin. “From my perspective no, but the most difficult thing to do is monitoring all the gauges. They tell us the altitude, speed, and electric power readings. Anypony can learn how to fly it really. It takes a lot of training though. Fundamentally it isn’t that different from sailing.”

Rarity daintily wiped her mouth. “My father used to take Sweetie and I on the occasional fishing trip, but he never went very far from shore. To this day I honestly don’t know why he thought I liked it. Fishing is such a dirty…smelly affair. I suppose Sweetie enjoyed it, but she’s always been a rather free spirit. Still…I love Father knowing that he was just trying to spend time with his daughters, even if it wasn’t the ideal excursion.”

“I too have fond memories of my father. But the difference between you and I is that I loved tinkering with machines. We used to spend hours at the docks fixing engines, building various machines…oh how I enjoyed it. Now that I look back on it, I realize how much of a tomcolt I was back then. Hah, look at me now!”

Nightwing’s mouth dropped. “WHAT? Seriously? That can’t be right.”

Fleur reached into one of the pockets of her flight suit. “Here’s a picture of me when I was a filly, if you don’t believe me.”

Nightwing took a look at the picture, which showed a filly version of Fleur standing next to a white coated unicorn stallion sporting goggles. She was covered in grease and her mane was cut short, much like Scootaloo’s. Regardless she had a wide smile on her face, as did her father.

Fleur smiled fondly. “Those were good times. Dad doesn’t get out and work on machines much anymore. He’s busy trying to manage the Navy.”

“Pardon me darling but what led you to make yourself look so fabulous?”

“Right around the time was seventeen or so, I was working on an engine and to my surprise a dapper looking colt came over to chat with me. He was wearing a leather flight suit and a blue scarf. We chatted and it turned out he liked airships as much as I did.”

Rarity sighed. “How romantic…”

“We talked for quite some time but in all the excitement I forgot to ask his name. But I never forgot what he looked like, with his styled electric blue mane and shiny, white coat. I decided that I would make him look at me, so I worked out and prettied myself up. It’s funny because I landed a modeling job six months later, and wouldn’t you know it…he was sitting in the front row at the show. He came up to me afterwards and was surprised to find out that I was the mechanic he had talked to. Well you know the rest is history…”

Fancy trotted behind Fleur and gave her a kiss. “Talking about how we met again dear?”

Fleur nodded. “Mhmm, it’s a wonderful conversation piece is it not?”

“Of course. I decided to take a break and join all of you for dinner. I was getting hungry anyway.”

After an hour and a half the gathered ponies went about their evening business. Fleur said she had to pilot the ship for the night shift, while Fancy stated that he was exhausted and needed some rest. Rarity and Nightwing excused themselves and went back to their cabin.

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Rarity and Nightwing’s cabin, aboard the Silver Chalice

Rarity giggled. “Those two are such a nice couple and they had such a fairytale meeting.”

“Yeah. What were the chances of them meeting each other like that?”

“Now now darling don’t underestimate the power of fate. You and I met serendipitously as well, if I recall.”

“Huh you’re right. Food for thought I suppose. So what do you have planned for the evening?”

“First of all I’m going to take a nice, hot shower. Perhaps later I will curl up with a nice book or sleep. I’m not sure yet, although I’m certainly leaning towards the sleeping…it’s been a long day.”

Nightwing yawned. “Hmm that is has. Sleeping doesn’t sound too bad right now.”

Rarity trotted into the bathroom and began her bathing ritual. She made sure to coat every nook and cranny with soap and condition as to maintain her coat’s healthy sheen. The shampoo she chose was a rose scented blend, smelling pleasant enough to herself and others without the overpowering aroma of perfume. The unicorn began humming to herself quietly as she continued to rinse herself of the day’s dirt and grime.

Nightwing in the meantime was lying on the ridiculously comfortable bed, rubbing his eyes. He would have fallen asleep but he heard singing, immediately he recognized it as belonging to Rarity. She really did have a beautiful voice. It very nearly lulled him to sleep, until she came out of the shower that is. Out stepped Rarity in all of her wet-maned glory. Apparently she had yet to dry herself off. She trotted over to the bed and ran her hooves through her mane.

“Ah what a wonderful shower that was! I feel as fresh as a spring daisy.”

Nightwing quickly looked away. “Hey Rarity, aren’t you going to umm dry yourself off?”

“I’m afraid not darling. You must understand that if I dried off too quickly my mane would get all frizzy. Nopony wants that. No, it must be dried gradually. Such is the price of beauty.”

Nightwing made the mistake of looking back at her. If Rarity was gorgeous normally, then au natural Rarity was enough to make any stallion have a heart attack. She was positively alluring with her mane draped down to her legs, and those crystal clear blue eyes staring back at him. Not to mention she smelled wonderful as well. It was enough to make the stallion give her a salute…out of appreciation. Nightwing quickly rolled over on the bed.

“Hehehe yep beauty all right.”

“Nightwing whatever is the matter? Why are you squirming around like that?”

“N-nothing I’m fine, just trying to get comfortable is all.”

Rarity slipped into the bed and pressed up against his back. “As am I. You know, you’re quite snuggly.”

Nightwing squeaked. “I am?”

Rarity rubbed his neck. “Mhmm, now since you’ve been such a gentlecolt I was wondering how I might reward you.”

“I don’t know…”

“Come on it shouldn’t be too difficult. Oh I know! Let’s see how Nightwing jr is doing.”

Before Nightwing could protest, Rarity flipped him onto his back. She noticed he was completely erect and let out coo licking her lips. The mare giggled as she cradled his balls with her hoof. His wings shot in response, making Rarity squeak in surprise.

“Well now you seem to enjoy that. Now from what Fluttershy tells me, wings are an erogenous zone is that correct?”

Nightwing gulped. “T-they are. What are you planning on doing?”

Rarity grabbed his left wing with her mouth and began nibbling it from the base all the way to the tip. Nightwing shuddered in response letting out a quiet groan.

“Shy certainly wasn’t kidding. You practically had an orgasm from that!”

Nightwing blushed. “Ponies without wings will never understand, but I know a spot where you’re sensitive too…”

“Darling I understand if you want to OOOHHHH MY WORD!”

Nightwing began to suck on the tip of Rarity’s horn, slowly flicking his tongue up and down its length. He took the entire horn into his mouth and began sucking on it with renewed fervor, bobbing his head up and down. The unicorn let out a high pitched moan as the sheets beneath her became soaked with her essence. She felt a pressure building up in her head and when it became too much to bear, her horn glowed releasing a glob of gelatinous magic into Nightwing’s mouth.

Nightwing swallowed. “Hmm well that was new. I guess you really can give a unicorn a horn-job. This stuff is almost like jelly, but it tastes kind of like blueberries.”

Rarity panted. “I haven’t had a decent horn-job in years. Your tongue was marvelous darling.”

“I’m not done yet. I still have one more place to lick.”

“As much as I enjoy kissing, I’m afraid that I’d rather not taste my own magic right…unnghh.”

Nightwing had grabbed Rarity by the haunches, burying his face into her jewel. Rarity’s legs quivered as he swirled his tongue inside her, making her wet once more. He let her catch her breath for a few seconds and then started nibbling on her swollen clit. She involuntarily ground her hips upon his face, which surprised Nightwing slightly but he very much enjoyed it. Rarity arched her back, screaming as another powerful orgasm rocked her body.

Rarity collapsed onto the bead riding the high of her latest orgasm, when she noticed that poor Nightwing was still sporting a throbbing erection. She huffed in annoyance realizing that he had done nearly all the pleasuring. Well it was time to fix that!

Rarity shoved Nightwing onto his back giving him a few playful kisses along his length. Then without warning she lowered herself onto him, gasping as he plunged deeper into her. Rarity gently rocked her hips while Nightwing pulled himself up and started kissing her. The two weren’t frantic like earlier, but slow and methodical. Even so, every second was just as passionate. After they were both spent, Rarity slid off of Nightwing and cuddled next to him.

“I’d say that was a far better way to spend the evening than reading some musty book. Don’t you agree darling?”

Nightwing nuzzled her cheek. “Mhmm. You were amazing by the way, most mares wouldn’t have taken charge like that.”

Rarity grinned. “If you haven’t figured it out by now, I am not most mares. There are many reasons my name is what it is. This may be a bit delayed, but you don’t mind when I’m aggressive do you?”

“Not in the slightest, if that’s your method for giving me such mind-blowing sex.”

Rarity blushed. “Well ermm you see…I’m not normally like that with stallions.”

“Hah you could’ve fooled me!”

Rarity puffed her cheeks. “How rude I’m not some cheap floosy.”

“Nope, you aren’t. But…that frown is very unbecoming of you. I’m going to have to fix that.” Nightwing whispered as he began to lick one of her nipples.

“Well it’s your fault for- hahahaha that tickles, stop you’ll make me excited again!”

Nightwing eventually did stop and afterwards he wrapped his wing around Rarity as they drifted off to sleep. Before she fell asleep Rarity kissed Nightwing on the cheek one final time.

“Good night my prince.”