Author's Notes:

Characters: Prism Bolt (age: 18), Whirlwind (age: 18) [click names for character bios]

Tags: Romance, Slice-of-Life

Triggers: 69, Anal, Grinding, Creampie, Rough-ish Sex, bit a Fluff

Request made by Ebony Stallion. This is for all you Prism Bolt x Whirlwind shippers, hope ya like it! And as a notice to all readers, in order to balance out the two straights Blck-Dynomite will be doing two fillyfooling chapters to get back in his normal routine.

Prism Bolt, the first son of two of Equestria’s most renowned flyers, Rainbow Dash and Soarin’, both ex-Wonderbolts, one an Element of Harmony and along with her six friends, defended Equestria against numerous threats over the years. It was quite a legacy to live up to, and much was expected him, both from his mother and others.

Prism had a rocky start as a flyer, he was afraid of heights when he was younger, which worried his parents a bit. The son of the two best flyers in Equestria afraid to fly, what’s up with that?! Luckily he eventually grew out his fear and became quite addicted to the air, just like his mother.

Prism trained hard to uphold his family’s legacy, which was how he met Whirlwind, the daughter of two of Rainbow Dash’s Weather Patrol buddies, Thunderlane and Cloudchaser. The mare and stallion hit it off quite well, Whirlwind had to constantly put up with Prism’s cocky attitude, but it was all in good fun, and Prism knew it.

The two of them had entered the Wonderbolts Academy together and easily became the two best flyers there, breaking records left and right. But as the days went by in the academy, Whirlwind was starting to see a side to him that was less than appealing, or maybe it was there and she just didn’t take it as seriously as she should have. But regardless, it was Prism.

It was at the academy, however, that their relationship…ended, in a way. An accident occurred at the academy and he received a scar on his muzzle for his troubles, along with a break up from Whirlwind. As far as his reason for leaving the Wonderbolts…that was another story.

Since then the two had managed to remain friends, even though many of their other friends could sense that not all of their past love had left. Prism denied it over and over again, of course he felt something for Whirlwind, they were coltfriend and fillyfriend for a good amount of time, and it wasn’t like it was unnatural to still have a bit of feelings for your ex, right?

But in any case that was in the past. A couple of years had passed since then and Prism and Whirlwind were still…rocky. Whirlwind had made it into the Wonderbolts finally and was doing a show out in Los Pegasus with the rest of the team. Prism was sent a ticket to the show, he didn’t know whether to be grateful or insulted, but he went with the former. It was his choice to leave the Wonderbolts, and there was nothing Whirlwind or his mother could say to make him change his mind.

The train finally pulled into the station, with the conductor yelling out their arrival and their destination soon after. Prism trotted off the train and spread his wings, he didn’t like cramped spaces too much, they always felt stifling, plus he couldn’t let his wings out because he was afraid of inconveniencing somepony. But now that he was outside, that was a different story. The city was a good blend of pegasus and earth pony design, allowing for both to live high above and down below.

The skyscrapers matched that of Manehattan, but spread out just a little more. There were a greater number of pegasi around, although not as much as Cloudsdale, but still a fair amount. Prism took flight and headed up towards the higher portions of the city. As he flew on to where the Wonderbolts team was practicing, Prism passed by a few pegasus mares who were heading up as well. They looked his way, captivated by his intense green eyes, multicolored mane and tail, and of course his lean physique. And his bandaged muzzle, giving him a bit of a bad colt vibe.

The mares giggled and flew on by, no doubt still gossiping about him. Prism didn’t let it get to him – oh who was he kidding, he liked the fact that mares would look at him, giggle and blush. They were probably wondering if he was related to Rainbow Dash, since he had a mane similar to hers. He wouldn’t be surprised, not a lot of ponies had the kind of mane color he and his family did.

Soon Prism made it above the cloud foundation of the upper part of Los Pegasus, and just as below, so it was above. Skyscrapers towered up high, even though the city was modern looking, you could still see the influence of the ancient Pegastopolis and modern Cloudsdale. Prism continued flying through the city, weaving his way in and around other pegasi with such agility that the ponies he passed did a double take at how he was behind them one minute, and ahead of them the next.

After about a few minutes of flying, Prism was able to make it to the cloud stadium. It would be lowered later today to meet with the other half down below, so that all ponies could come and see the Wonderbolts. Prism was glad that Princess Twilight made the Cloud Walking spell public, now earth ponies and unicorns could walk on clouds and enjoy the cities as they pleased.

Prism flew up to one of the entrances, which was guarded by a burly pegasus stallion. He had on a black suit, black shades, and had an earpiece in his left ear, no doubt he was connected to the rest of the security staff within the stadium. His right wing was flared out, acting as a barricade bar to stop anypony from entering.

Star’s wing could cover that entire door, his barely covers half of it, thought Prism with a chuckle, imagining his friend doing just that.

“Something I can help you with, son?” The stallion asked.

“Yeah, I’m here to see Whirlwind,” said Prism.

The stallion sighed heavily. “Listen, I’ve had at least fifty other stallions coming over here asking to see the Wonderbolts, and about half of them try to sneak into the mares changing room wanting to see the newbies! So do me a favor, son, just turn around and walk away before I make you.”

“Jeez, fifty?! What the hay Dubz, didn’t think you were this popular already. Sir, I know you’ve probably had enough with fancolts and whatnot, but I’m the real deal. My name’s Prism Bolt, my Mother is Rainbow Dash and my Father is Soarin’ both ex-Wonderbolts.”

The security stallion raised an eyebrow at that. “Yeah, likely story.”

“What, c’mon dude, check out my mane! Rainbow colored! And my cutie mark too, a prism with rainbow colors coming out of it! Who else looks like this?!” Prism asked incredulously.

The stallion raised his left hoof and pointed it in the direction behind him. Prism turned around and his jaw dropped. In a line about thirty ponies long, were stallions, anywhere between the ages of fourteen and eighteen. Some of them had bad dye jobs on their manes, trying to match the rainbow pattern in his mother’s mane. Some had painted a crude version of his mother’s rainbow lightning bolt on their flanks. Prism face hoofed himself and dragged it down his muzzle.

“You have got to be kidding me?! Look, get on the horn and tell Whirlwind that a guy named Prism is here looking for Dubz! Bet you ten bits I’m in there in ten seconds.”

The security stallion was dubious of Prism, but decided to call his bluff as he placed his left hoof to the earpiece.

“Hey, I got some guy here wanting to see Miss Whirlwind. Says his name is ‘Prism’ and he’s looking for Dubz or something, relay that to Miss Whirlwind.”

Prism mentally counted out the seconds as the guard continued to eye him. When ten seconds were up Prism still held his smug grin, but the guard was less than pleased.

“Alright, now that that’s over – wait hold on.” The security stallion put his hoof back to the earpiece. “What…seriously?! Are you sure? O-Okay…Um, proceed in Mr. Bolt. Sorry for the inconvenience.”

Prism shook his head. “No prob, and don’t sweat owing me those ten bits, just make sure those possers don’t get in here.”

Prism made his way into the main part of the stadium, seeing the rest of the Wonderbolts team flying about, practicing their routine for the show later today. Among them was Whirlwind, he’d recognize her flight style anywhere. The violet pegasus mare zipped in and out of floating rings, slaloming between large polls and kicking up a shimmering wind in her wake. It was her signature trick, like many Wonderbolts before them, to have a special wake for when they flew.

For his mother it was a rainbow, for his father it was a thundering cloud of electricity, and for him…well, it would’ve been a streak of light that formed into the three colors of his mane and tail, but there was no need for it anymore. Whirlwind did a few more runs and stopped finally, informing her teammates before leaving the field. The pegasus mare spotted the stallion and headed down to him, landing on his left side as she removed her goggles.

“Prism you made it!” Whirlwind exclaimed.

“Of course.”

Prism couldn’t help but let his eyes travel up and down Whirlwind’s body. The Wonderbolts speed suits were designed to hug the wearer’s body in order to minimize air friction and drag. Prism couldn’t help but notice the curves of Whirlwind’s flanks, how tightly the suit hugged them, and no doubt the suit gave a very accurate detail of her…lower assets.

“Heh, you look good in a Wonderbolts uniform, real good.”

Whirlwind’s face went a little red as an annoyed expression appeared. “C’mon Prism don’t be such a perv! I don’t see you for a few months and that’s the first thing you say?!”

“What it’s a compliment?! I can’t admire the mare form, especially my friends?” Prism asked.

“Whatever…anyway, glad you made it. Sorry I couldn’t swing a ticket for Icy, I didn’t want to overstep my privileges, and I thought they’d be more accommodating since you and I went to the academy together.”

“Hey, no big deal, after you get more integrated into the team, you’ll be able to flex your wings a bit more.”

“Heh-heh, I guess.”

Prism turned to the still practicing Wonderbolts, watching them perform their aerial tricks. Whirlwind saw something in his eyes, something sad, a memory of long ago. She didn’t like seeing that look, especially now.

“At least one of us made the cut, I’m happy it was you Dubz,” said Prism.

“Thanks…Prism, you know you can still enter the academy and apply for the Wonderbolts Reserve. Your mom didn’t become a Wonderbolt till she was like twenty-three, and you’re already such a good flyer, you can beat her to it if you tried.”

Prism sighed heavily. “You know I can’t.”

“Because of Streak?”

Prism narrowed his gaze and glanced towards Whirlwind.

“How long are you going to keep that raincloud hanging over your head Priz? If you –”

“I’ll see you at the show, look for me!”

Prism flared his wings and took off into the air, Whirlwind went to stop him.

“Wait!”

The pegasus stallion slowed to a hover and looked back at the mare below.

“After the show, let’s hang out. Alright?”

Prism smiled and nodded to her, he continued on without saying a word and leaving Whirlwind to scuff the cloud bleacher with her hoof.

“Prism…seriously, you have to let it go.”

Whirlwind invited Prism to her private room, which had a very nice view of Los Pegasus. The skyline was beautiful at sunset and just as much when the moon rose into the sky, its image reflected in the ocean water. Prism had been waiting inside for a while, no doubt the pegasus mare was busy signing autographs and posing for pictures with fans and with the team. It didn’t really irritate him, she deserved it, and she worked hard for what she had now.

“And what’ve I been doing?” Prism asked aloud.

What had he been doing? He could’ve been right there with her, side by side, the Wonderbolts couple! But he knew that would never be, he didn’t want to be like that again, at least…more so than he is now. Soon the door opened, making Prism turn to see a tired Whirlwind come inside and kick the door closed behind her.

“Whew…I forgot the kind of mob scene it is after shows! You don’t really think about it too much when you’re on the other side of that sea of ponies, but from this perspective! Yesh!”

Prism couldn’t help but chuckle. “Hey, the price of fame Dubz. All the adoration and screaming fans you could ask for.”

“Ugh, now I don’t even want to go anywhere…Do you mind if we just hang out here? I can order room service.”

“No problem, I figured you wouldn’t want to go out and hang.” Prism sat on his haunches and brought a hoof to his chin as he stared at Whirlwind. “Hmmm…”

Whirlwind started to feel a little self-conscious. “W-What, do I have something on my face? Is my mane a mess?”

“Hmm…I was hoping to get a more detailed look at that Wonderbolts uniform on you, but since you left in the locker room, I guess I’ll have to wait till next time.”

Whirlwind groaned loudly. “Again, such a perv! If you like my flank that much you should’ve tapped when we were dating, can’t touch this now.”

The violet pegasus sashayed away to the writing desk to order food for them via magic letters, provided for all the guest rooms. As she walked past him she swiped her tail against his chest and, whether unknowingly or not, gave him the faintest glimpse of her marehood. Prism went stiff as he gulped hard. Even though they had been dating a while back, neither of them had had sex with each other. Of course there were the make out sessions, the occasional hoofjob from Whirlwind, the occasional rubbing from Prism, and maybe a little eating out and blowjobs, but they never let it go too far other than that.

Why was that? Probably because of this right here. Maybe deep down they knew they’d eventually break up and they didn’t want to make their friendship afterwards awkward by having sex and having to look at that same pony and remember their nights in bed together. That, and they were a bit young.

A couple of hours passed and the room service had come and gone, delivering a wide array of food. Prism had no doubt that she was starving after that show, and as much as she worked out, it would all burn up fast in her body. The two of them started to catch up with each other, getting to know what was happening back home with their friends.

“So Starburst likes somepony eh?” Whirlwind asked.

“Yeah, at least that’s what I think. She gets all funny and weird whenever Fletcher’s around, you know, that stallion from Norhay. He’s training to be a Royal Guard right now and from what I’ve seen, he’s pretty damn good,” said Prism.

“Wow, I guess I need to meet this Fletcher sometime.”

“Ten bits says Star gets Fletcher to be her ‘personal’ guard, if you catch my drift?”

Whirlwind blushed a little but laughed all the same. “So how are Annie and Turquoise doing? Still the two lovebirds right?”

“Actually they took a break from each other.”

Whirlwind spat out some water she was drinking and drenched Prism, said stallion wearing a deadpan expression.

“Sorry, sorry! But what’s that about?! Those two have been inseparable for the longest time! I thought they’d get married and junk like that!”

Prism wiped his face with a napkin before continuing. “They’re still together, they didn’t break up, they just took A break. Annie wanted T to get some alone time, and Annie wanted the time to think of things to help T.”

“Help him, what for?” Whirlwind asked genuinely curious.

“Something about how she’s worried that the big guy doesn’t seem to do much other than helping other ponies.” Prism explained.

Whirlwind raised an eyebrow in confusion. “Aaaaaand that’s a bad thing?”

“Well the way she put it, Annie’s afraid that when she’s uh…gone, I mean…dead, that Turquoise won’t have anything to help lessen the blow.”

Suddenly Whirlwind had a very bad feeling of dread come over her.

“Is…Is Annie…?”

“No, no, there’s nothing wrong with her, it’s more for in the future, y’know. She thinks T and Claire will be living a lot longer than us due to their being half-dragon, and since Claire’s got Illusion and he’s pretty much guaranteed to live long, she doesn’t want him to be so sad that he just up and quits on life.”

Whirlwind felt a bit sad from hearing that, but at the same time, warm inside. Hearing how Anthea was so concerned about her coltfriend’s wellbeing that she was looking into how to help long after she passed and, most likely, the rest of them. She also shuddered a bit, having to live a long life knowing that everypony you cared for, loved, and made friends with, were all going to drop dead around you eventually, while ponies like Turquoise, Claire, Illusion, Nidra, T’s father, Nidra’s mother, and even Illusion’s mother and father, would still be alive.

“I really admire that mare for thinking like that,” said Whirlwind.

“You’re the same way Dubz.”

“If I was then I wouldn’t have abandoned you like I did.”

Silence hung within the room as Prism looked away from her, unconsciously, his hoof traveled to his bandage where his scar lay hidden.

“It was for the best Whirlwind, you didn’t need somepony like me as a coltfriend, after looking back on it you made the right move,” said Prism.

“That still doesn’t make it hurt any less.”

“Break ups aren’t supposed to not hurt.”

“Well…what about make ups?”

Prism turned back to Whirlwind, a slight blush coloring her muzzle. He couldn’t help his heart from beating faster from seeing that slightly embarrassed look on her face.

“Dubz…”

“Prism I really think you should come back, at least try to enter the academy again.”

“I said no.”

“You made a mistake.”

“Did you forget why I left in the first place?!”

Prism got off the bed and walked away from Whirlwind.

“I was Lead Pony, I was supposed to watch out for my Wing Pony, but I didn’t! I was so caught up in my stupid self that I pushed Streak too hard and the both of us got messed up in that capture the flag race!”

Whirlwind got up and went to him. “Yes I remember, you walked away with a scarred muzzle, and Streak broke her wing! Accidents happen Priz, she got better and can fly again just like before!”

Prism scoffed. “Still didn’t stop you from breaking up with me, when you saw what I did, I saw that look on your face. You patched up my cut, but afterwards you said it was over! I get it, how can you trust me to be your coltfriend if you can’t trust me when we’re in the air?!”

“That was years ago Prism! I’ve looked back on that and, yes, maybe I was just a little shocked and rattled from seeing all that, but it scared me and it put things in perspective for me about your attitude! You’re a good stallion Prism, but you just need to work on that cockiness, it’s good to know that you’re good, but you don’t have to be a jerk about it!”

Prism turned around and looked her in the eye. “You really think I don’t know that?! I quit from there on, I don’t care if everypony calls me lazy and whatever, so long as I’m still there for the ponies I care about that’s all that matters!”

“Yes, but are you happy?! Knowing that you could fly with me in the same team we strived to be part of together?!” Whirlwind shouted back.

“Why don’t you just get Hot Head and have him join the team, you seem to like him well enough!”

Whirlwind narrowed her gaze. “And what is that supposed to mean?!”

“Oh don’t act like you don’t know, the guy has a thing for you! Heck, if you came up and asked him to join I don’t doubt that he’d say yes!”

Whirlwind groaned. “This isn’t about another stallion! This is about you!” The mare jabbed a hoof into Prism’s chest.

“I thought that was the problem?” Prism asked sarcastically.

“You know what, fine, I’ll go and ask him! In fact, I’ll go and fly to Canterlot right now and offer him a spot! And while I’m there, maybe I’ll let ‘em rut me while I’m at it?!”

Whirlwind went for the door, but Prism, after taking a moment to fully digest what she had just said, bolted for the door and stood in front of it.

“No way, you’re not doing that!”

“Out of my way Prism!”

“No!”

“Move!”

“Make me!”

Both Whirlwind and Prism stared each other down. Intense emerald eyes glared back at Whirlwind’s intense, icy-blue eyes. Their muzzles drew closer and closer, nostrils flaring along with their wings. For a moment it looked as if they were about to have a brawl right there in the room, but much to their joint surprise, when they got close enough, they kissed.

It wasn’t anything soft, no. It was a passionate kiss, Prism opening his mouth at the same time as Whirlwind’s, both of their tongues wrestling in each other’s mouths for dominance. Prism started to push back a bit, but Whirlwind did too, little by little some ground was lost as their oral war continued.

Whirlwind suddenly found her rear pressed against the edge of the bed behind her. Moaning and grunts were all that filled her ears, along with the long forgotten taste of Prism’s mouth. He was a jerk sometimes, arrogant, and a bit of a showoff, but damn if wasn’t a good kisser!

Prism had missed the taste of Whirlwind’s mouth, along with their fervent make out sessions the times before. The dark blue stallion continued forward, barely thinking of the bed behind Whirlwind. Prism rushed forward and caught Whirlwind under her forelegs and lifted her up quick onto the bed, letting her plop and bounce on it before pouncing on her.

The violet pegasus mare still glared at him, but she had a cocky grin on her face. Feeling his growing erection pressed between them. She quickly took the offensive and went for his exposed neck, nipping him and kissing it. Prism hissed from the love bites, but knew one good turn deserved another. He waited for the right moment, and when Whirlwind paused to find her next mark, Prism went down, nipping her neck and causing the mare below him to hiss in slight pain and pleasure. He licked the spot he nipped at and continued to pepper her neck with the same treatment.

Part of their competitive streaks came out in their lovemaking. Whirlwind was trying to get him off, but at the same time not wanting to stop him. Prism knew she was trying to get back at him, but he was going to enjoy this a little more. Prism used his forelegs to pin Whirlwind’s, she glared at him and he her, both their eyes smoldering with sexual tension that just begged to be set loose.

Prism could feel his stallionhood rubbing against her soft fur, when he slid lower, he found his dick wedged between her petite teats, and a little lower, finding the wetness of her marehood. Prism began rocking his hips back and forth, causing Whirlwind to stiffen up from the sensations. The heat that radiated from his member seeped into her teats, causing the nipples of her sensitive mounds to perk up.

Whirlwind moaned as Prism continued to hump against her, feeling a dampness near her chest, no doubt his pre-cum leaking out. Prism gyrated his hips around between her, pressing into the lower regions to feel the heat of her marehood and tips of her nipples poking into his underside. Her mounds were mashed on other side of his dick, sending pleasurable jolts up his member and making him increase his grinding.

Both Whirlwind and Prism began grunting as Prism’s orgasm neared. Whirlwind was getting off from feeling her ex’s rod rub between her teats over and over again, all the while coming so agonizingly close to her marehood. After a few more thrusts Prism cummed, his hot seed spilling onto Whirlwind’s chest and barrel. The dark-blue stallion realized what he had done and quickly got himself off her, his dick bobbing up and down and dribbling a little more cum onto the floor.

Whirlwind laid on the bed, her chest and barrel were covered in his spunk. Some of it dripped down and coated her teats, wrapping them in its sticky warmth. Whirlwind sat up, looking down at herself as she examined the damage. She had no doubts that the sticky mess would eventually dry and mat her fur, but right now, she was too aroused to care. The smell of Prism’s cum was strong and musky, reigniting old memories of their times spent alone and getting each other off. She looked to the stallion who had unloaded on her and gave him an angered glare.

“Whirlwind I’m sorry I got carried away and…”

“You’re damn right you’re sorry!”

Whirlwind jumped up into the air and barreled into Prism. The two ponies rolled on the floor till Prism found himself laying on his back against the plush carpet of the floor. The stallion felt his head spin from the tumble, but he didn’t have time to get his bearings as something blocked his view of the ceiling. Right above his head was the dripping marehood of Whirlwind, her folds were glistening and her clit was winking in and out. The mare’s teats dangled back and forth, some of his cum from earlier dripping onto his chest.

“D-Dubz?”

“You just got me all worked up after I was tired from doing that airshow! And now my pussy’s in need of attention! So I hope you haven’t forgotten how I like it!”

Whirlwind lowered her pussy until it was an inch away from Prism’s face. The scent of her slit wafted into his nostrils, making his head grow heavy with lust for the mare he once loved…still loved…he didn’t know. Whirlwind had a good view of his dick, remembering the black length, now stiff again thanks to the sight and smell of her marehood in front of his face.

She didn’t know what she was doing, they were broke up, no longer fillyfriend and coltfriend. Why was she getting so into this? Was she just pent up from all the practice and felt safe letting Prism relieve her of her sexual stress? Or was it that the embers were still there and merely needed stocking once again? Either way she had forgotten how much fun it was messing around with Prism, even just this much.

Whirlwind reached down with one of her hooves and began to play with his generously sized balls. The stallion beneath her began to shiver and moan from the gentle rolling of his orbs back and for the between her hooves. She grinned coyly as she began to lick his penis, starting at the base and slowly going up and flicking at the flared tip.

Prism had forgotten had good that felt, having Whirlwind’s tongue lick at his stallionhood. But he knew he couldn’t keep the mare waiting, she was doing that for him, how he could he do any less? Besides, he secretly missed stuffing his face between her legs. Prism opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, immediately jabbing it into her winking cunt. The reaction was immediate, with Whirlwind mewling in bliss from finally having her marehood attended to.

Prism continued licking at her inner walls, he pulled out and traced around the swollen pussy lips. He brought his teeth forward and lightly bit down on her labia, pulling them and eliciting a sharp cry of pleasure from the pegasus mare.

Whirlwind couldn’t let him make her cum before he did, so she went to work. Seeing as he wasn’t showing her any mercy, she wasn’t going to either. Whirlwind positioned her head over his dick, opening her mouth to let her drool coat it. Once she had, Whirlwind opened her mouth as wide as she could and brought the member into her mouth. She felt Prism stop momentarily, no doubt trying to keep himself from cumming after taking his dick into her mouth. Regardless, she continued.

Whirlwind played with the tip in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it, and poking the opening with the tip of her wet appendage. The teasing made Prism want to release his load right then and there, but he had to hold on, so he concentrated on the prize before him. He dove in and began lapping at the juices flowing from Whirlwind’s cunt, fervently eating out his ex! The mare whinnied with ecstasy from the stimulation and used that fire to continue pleasuring Prism. She bobbed her head back and forth, taking in a little more of his cock with each bob, slowly inching it into her throat.

Prism was grunting and moaning into Whirlwind’s sex, while Whirlwind herself moaned and cooed around his stallionhood. The vibrations from their animalistic sounds reverberated into their sex organs, intensifying the sensations more and more. Whirlwind increased her speed when she felt the tip reach the back of her throat, using her hooves to gently massage Prism’s balls and aid in his approaching orgasm.

Prism felt the increased speed and attention and did the same, using his past knowledge of how Whirlwind liked it, he angled his tongue down just a tad, poking at the mare’s g-spot. Whirlwind’s wings flared out, almost as if they were reaching for the ceiling, her eyes bulged and her legs nearly gave out, but she held on, despite the overwhelming pleasure her pussy was receiving.

There was no time for warnings, both mare and stallion having their mouth’s full of the other’s privates. But past experience made them aware of the hints, the bulging of Prism’s cock, the increasing contractions of Whirlwind’s pussy, all of it telltale signs that they were at their limits. Whirlwind abandoned Prism’s balls and used her hooves to stroke the portion of his shaft that she wasn’t able to get into her mouth, working her bobbing and stroking in tandem. Prism backed away from the entrance and found the winking clit that poked in and out rapidly. He latched onto it and began suckling from it hard.

That proved enough to send Whirlwind over the edge as she released a muffled cry of bliss, she used that fuel to work Prism over to the brink, and it in no time he burst. Prism opened his mouth and let the deluge of marecum flow into his mouth, sucking it down as he drank greedily from the fountain before him. Whirlwind was treated to her own flood, feeling the surge of thick, stallion cum flowing from the tip of his penis and down her throat.

The heady aroma hit her like a ton of bricks, along with the taste, giving her a sense of nostalgia. She drank from the shaft, bobbing downward and when she came up, she sucked hard, coaxing more of his cum from deep in his balls. Whirlwind could also feel her own marehood being sucked dry from Prism’s ministrations, causing her pussy to spasm and continue to leak out more of her juices like a faucet.

After a while both the mare and stallion had had it, Whirlwind released her hold on his dick, rolling off him and giving Prism his first gulps of air. Both panted and huffed from their orgasms and drinking down of each other’s secretions. Neither Prism nor Whirlwind could’ve imagined that this would happen, but now that it had, a switch had been flipped in both of them. Years of pent up sexual tension between them was coming out here and now, and, from what Whirlwind could see, there was plenty still left in either’s tank.

Prism’s cock was only half-flaccid, even after cumming twice now, his body seemed still hungry for more. And honestly, so was Whirlwind’s. Whirlwind got up onto her hooves and walked over to Prism’s still recovering body. The stallion opened his eyes and saw that Whirlwind was now standing over him, grinning down at him with those seductive icy-blue eyes.

“Dubz…what are you…?”

“Shh, just enjoy the ride,” said Whirlwind with a sultry voice.

She lowered her rear, bringing her marehood to meet his penis. Whirlwind ground her still sensitive pussy up and down his length, causing Prism to moan in pleasure from the warm and wet slit. Her clit winked continuously, poking softly as his dick as she continued her warm up. She pressed hard against the hardening shaft, parting her labia and making shivers of delight run up her spine.

Prism gulped as he watched his ex-fillyfriend raise her rear up and position her marehood over the tip of his penis. He wasn’t so sure about this, yes he had always wanted to rut with Whirlwind, but they were still broke up. Or was this make up sex?

“Mind giving me a hoof?”

“Uh…”

Prism raised his forehooves up, but hesitated. Whirlwind could see this and reached out to guide his hooves directly onto her hips, pushing them against her to indicate that she wanted him to hold onto her. Once she was sure of his grip and steadiness, she lowered herself onto his erection, her labia parting once again, allowing the head of Prism’s dick to slide into her awaiting pussy without much resistance. She pushed her hips further down, allowing the cock to travel deeper and deeper into her depths and finally, she bottomed out, her hips meeting those of Prism’s.

“Aaaaaah~”

“Dubz?”

“Hmmm, I’ve always wondered what you felt like inside me!”

Prism’s face blushed, he had always thought of Whirlwind as cute, but right now she was sexy, especially those eyes. He looked down at himself, seeing his entire penis disappear inside her, her teats on display for him to see, it was all very arousing. And that’s not including her moist and tight love tunnel, it drove him wild, he loved this feeling, her mouth had nothing on this, not saying he didn’t enjoy the blowjob, but this was ten times better.

Whirlwind leaned down and stared at the bandage on his face, Prism saw where she was looking and turned his head away. The pegasus mare used her left hoof to gently push his face until it was aligned with hers.

“You shouldn’t hide that anymore…”

“Dubz…”

“Please…?”

“………”

Whirlwind reached down and bit lightly at the edge of the bandage. She gently pulled back on the bandage, being careful not to hurt Prism in the process. Prism kept his eyes closed, his anxiety about his scar coming back the more the bandage was peeled off. With a quick pull, Whirlwind removed the bandage and tossed it away. She looked upon the healed scar, this was the first time she had seen it since that day, back then it was a bloody mess, but now that she saw it her ears fell along with her expression.

“Was it deep?”

“Kind of…”

“It must’ve hurt.”

“A lot…yeah…but I deserved it.”

“No, you didn’t! Prism instead of hiding this scar, show it off.”

Prism looked at Whirlwind incredulously. “Why?!”

“Because continuing to hide it shows that you’re not moving on, it’s a sign that your fear is still controlling you! You’re better than that Prism, don’t let it rule you, overcome it, as long as it’s out in the open it’ll be a constant reminder to keep your ego and pride in check. And you can’t say you’ll forget, its right in front of your nose so you have no excuse.”

Prism was still unsure about it, but she knew he still need convincing. So she closed her eyes and began gently kissing the flesh colored scar. The action shocked Prism, feeling the tender skin around the scar tingle from Whirlwind’s soft kisses, it felt nice, strangely enough, and oddly loving. She pulled back and shot Prism a seductive grin.

Whirlwind rose up, shuddering from feeling the emptiness of Prism’s cock leave her. She kept going till the tip was the only thing inside her. Whirlwind placed one hoof on his chest for support and lowered herself back down to the hilt. The pegasus mare gyrated her hips in circles, releasing sensual moans into the room. Prism could feel his dick swirling inside of her, scraping against Whirlwind’s inner walls, his hips bucked upwards out of instinct, making Whirlwind’s smile broaden.

Whirlwind started to move faster up and down his cock, wet “shlicking” continued to sound out with each withdrawal and thrust. Whirlwind arched her back, placing her forehooves onto the floor behind her and began riding his dick. Prism was treated to a view, watching as Whirlwind fucked herself with his cock as her breasts jiggled from the increasing piston like motions. Her moans became more vocal, feeling the tip nearly reach her cervix with each plunge. She used her right hoof, bringing it down until it rested above her clit. Whirlwind rubbed circles with it, causing her back to arch more as she flung her head back and cried out.

Prism felt a pressure building up in his scrotum, his orgasm drawing nearer. He wanted to pull out, but this felt just too good, and from the look on Whirlwind’s face, she knew what was coming, and didn’t mind. Prism assisted her in her efforts by bucking up with his hips, finding the right timing with her as they both met and separated with each thrust and pull away. With the both of them working in tandem, Prism reached his orgasm faster, grunting with pleasure as he released his steaming seed into Whirlwind’s vagina.

Whirlwind worked furiously at her clit, combined with the sudden fullness of Prism’s cum, granted her sweet release. Prism could feel her inner walls squeeze down on his cock, milking it out of more and more of his spunk and extending the length of the climax. Whirlwind slumped forward, placing both forehooves on either side of Prism’s head as she panted and huffed from the strenuous sex position. Both looked down at their genitals and saw a steady stream of mixed cum and love juices spill from the small gaps in their union.

“That was…wow!” Whirlwind exclaimed.

“Yeah…but…won’t you get pregnant from that?” Prism asked.

“I’m not in heat, don’t worry about it.” Whirlwind gyrated her hips a little, getting a feel for Prism’s penis. “Feels like you’re still hard.”

“Just because I’m lazy, doesn’t mean I haven’t let my performance slack,” said Prism with a cocky grin.

“Good, ‘cause now I’m really tired.”

Whirlwind slowly uncoupled herself from Prism, a steady stream of his cum spilling over his dick and down his crotch as she got onto her hooves shakily. The pegasus mare plopped her upper half onto the bed, leaving her lower half hanging off the edge.

“I think it’s time for you do some work.”

“Okay,” Prism got onto his hooves and stared at Whirlwind. Her legs were spread apart, tail raised, and her pussy was still dripping with his cum, “what did you have in mind?”

“I’ve always been curious about anal,” said Whirlwind as she rested her head on her forelegs.

“A-Anal?!”

“Yep, a few of the mares on the team say it’s kinky and fun. So why not try it out? It’s pretty much the only place left you haven’t cummed on or in.”

Prism admitted, he did have the occasional kinky fantasy about sticking his stallionhood up mare’s plothole, but he never thought he’d get the chance to. The dark-blue pegasus walked over to Whirlwind, he got into a mounting position, placing his forehooves on either side of Whirlwind, carefully bringing the tip to rest against her puckered anus. Prism could already feel the heat radiating from this forbidden spot, and the thought that his penis was about to enter virgin territory was very tantalizing.

“Are you sure about this Dubz, really sure?”

Whirlwind glanced over her shoulder, “I am, I rode you, now it’s your turn. Show me what you got!”

Prism grinned back at her. Slowly, Prism began pushing against the tight hole, Whirlwind gripped the sheets with her hooves and grit her teeth. She could feel the flared head begin to push inside her hole, Whirlwind had to remember to relax and breathe, if not it would only hurt her and Prism.

The stallion continued to press forward and with a wet pop, the tip slipped inside, causing Whirlwind to flinch from the sudden intrusion. Prism pushed in more of his dick, the coating of cum acting as a lube to help him slide deeper into her anal cavity. Whirlwind was gripping onto the sheets harder, the strange sensation of having her anus stuffed with Prism’s cock was sending a strange mixture of pleasure and pain up her spine. Her mouth hung open as she let out little grunting, gasping sounds the further in it went.

Damn, it’s even tighter in here! And it’s hot too, thought Prism.

Prism stopped, feeling the hole tighten up more and hinder his progress. He had only gotten half of his cock inside, but decided to loosen Whirlwind’s sphincter up a little. Prism pulled back slowly, letting the combined slickness of their earlier fucking coat the inside of her plothole. Whirlwind felt that odd shiver run up her spine again when Prism withdrew, but it didn’t last long before Prism pushed back in, causing Whirlwind to let out another gasp of ecstasy. With each slow thrust Prism was able to fill her anus with more and more of his dick.

After a few seconds of slow thrusts he was able to finally hilt inside her ass. Whirlwind panted the whole time, this was truly a strange feeling. But now that her anus had grown accustomed to his size the only thing she was feeling was a need to be rutted.

Now thoroughly lubed inside, Prism started out with long, hard thrusts into Whirlwind’s anus. With each smack of her flanks she let out a sharp gasp of bliss, her marehood began to grow wet again with each thrust Prism gave her. Seeing that it was indeed easier, Prism braced himself and began to thrust faster into Whirlwind. Her gasps turned into cries as Prism drew back fast and slammed his dick in and out of her hole. Whirlwind’s tongue lolled out of her mouth, her head in a daze from the odd euphoria of having her ass fucked. The bed squeaked with each hard thrust, pushing Whirlwind further onto the bed.

“Prism…!”

“Y-Yeah?!”

“I…I…I love you!”

Prism’s eyes went wide from hearing that, but he was sure that it was just the heat of this moment, still, he let himself indulge the feeling of those words. He lowered his upper half onto Whirlwind’s back, giving him a better angel to thrust into her. Prism could feel another one coming, and he was sure that this was most likely the last one so he made it last as long he could.

“My mane, pull it!”

Prism was starting to like this kinky side of Whirlwind. The stallion opened his mouth and bit down on a tuft of her frost colored mane, he then pulled back as he thrust into her, causing Whirlwind to let out a scream of pure bliss from the combination. Prism adopted a piston technique, pumping in and out of her as his balls slapped against her marehood, adding even more pleasure to the whole experience.

With two more hard thrusts, Prism hilted inside Whirlwind’s ass and cummed inside her for the third time tonight, releasing her mane so he could concentrate on this great orgasm. The pegasus mare arched her back and cried out loudly as her anus filled to the brim with her ex-coltfriend’s dick milk. Even surprising herself when she too cummed from the lewd act. Whirlwind collapsed onto the bed, with Prism still giving slow humps to her ass to ride the last throes of his climax, feeling her anal walls contrarily push him out and pull him back in.

When it was over, Prism slumped onto Whirlwind’s back, completely spent. A steady stream of cum flowed from her plothole and down her legs, making both pair quite the mess as their sweat drenched fur mingled together. Whirlwind, with some effort, managed to turn her head to the still mounted stallion, she smiled him and kissed him on the nose. To which Prism returned with a kiss on the cheek.

Prism was lying with his back against the headboard, Whirlwind was resting on his chest, listening to his breathing and heart beat as if they were lullabies. His left foreleg was draped over her as he looked down at the mare he once loved…still loved. Prism touched his scar where the bandage had once hidden it, the feeling of air now touching that area was strange to him since he did everything he could to hide it.

He felt bad for rutting with her so hard, after she had just gotten through doing an airshow and was no doubt exhausted. Perhaps that’s why she hadn’t woken up yet, just as well, he had no intention of waking her up, not if it meant he could continue to look at her sleeping face, and enjoy the weight of her body on him.
Soon Whirlwind began to stir, yawning loudly and blinking her eyes a few times to adjust them. She looked up at the smiling face of Prism and smiled back at him.

“Morning.”

“Actually it’s the middle of the night still, at least three ‘o clock or something,” said Prism.

“Oh…well, whatever.” She snuggled closer to his chest. “I meant it…you know.”

“Meant what?”

“When I said I loved you.”

Prism looked away. “Dubz…you said that in the heat of the moment, you were excited and…”

“I know what I said Prism, and I wasn’t too blissed out of my mind to understand what I said. I meant it, I love you – screw that, I never stopped loving you!”

Prism gritted his teeth, he so desperately wanted to tell her the same thing. “I can’t…Dubz, I don’t want to hurt you!”

“You won’t, you’ll have this,” Whirlwind touched his scar gently, “and me to remind you to be a better stallion than you once were.”

Prism sighed heavily. “I’ve been a jerk to you, my bro, and my Mom…Do you really want to be with a guy like me? As much as I hate to admit it, Hot Head’s a lot more…polite and nicer to you than I was when we were dating, you’re probably better off with him.”

Whirlwind let out an exacerbated sigh. “Yes he’s polite, yes he kind of has an ego to match yours and a showoffyness that’s only rivaled by you! But Prism, even when we were apart, all I could think about was you! Don’t think you’re the only one still carrying baggage from that day! I never forgave myself for just leaving you in the lurch like that, when you needed me most I just gave up! I was happy when you still wanted to be friends, because I was hoping that could mean a way back to you, and you to me!”

Prism looked upon Whirlwind, seeing the conviction and sincerity in her words radiate from those intense eyes. “I really don’t deserve you.”

“No you don’t, so you better show that you do!” Whirlwind demanded.

Prism nuzzled against Whirlwind’s neck, the pegasus mare doing the same as she held onto the stallion she loved. Prism knew it would be hard, earning and keeping this love alive between them, now that they had it back, neither one wanted to let it go ever again.

“I love you Dubz.”

“Love you too, Priz.”