They wound up sneaking in the front door of Lero’s small house on the edge of the village as the sun went down. They’d spent the entire afternoon avoiding the rest of Ponyville’s population, ducking from one isolated spot to another and laughing like fools when somepony came to investigate the sounds they were making, only to find nothing at all while the pegasus and human slipped away to another spot. Their lips were a little sore from the kisses they’d shared, but both considered it completely worth the effort. They’d filled in the time between kisses swapping increasingly dirty jokes, and Rainbow had a pretty good idea by now what humans considered intimate, though she was sure a lot of it had slipped by her. She found herself feeling really thankful for some of the time she’d spent around Rarity; the elegant mare had a huge catalog of amazingly dirty humor, though Rainbow had no idea where she’d picked it all up from, and the unicorn often found it hilarious to drive Dash to stammering embarrassment with a barrage of sex jokes.

Rainbow had noted a flush on the human’s face, as well as a tightness in the trousers he wore and she hoped that meant he was getting as aroused as she was, because between the intense kisses and the occasional accidental touch of his hands on sensitive spots on her back and shoulders, her wings were snapping to attention at the slightest contact. She couldn’t tell if his arousal (if that’s what it even was) was constant or not; the clothes he wore made it kinda hard to spot, so she couldn’t tell without staring. (He wore those clothes all the time too, and how weird was that? It wasn’t even because he was cold or anything. She’d asked, and he’d said humans were relatively comfortable even without their clothes down to temperatures that an Earth pony or unicorn would consider downright chilly. They were just really body-shy, for some insane reason.) Her tongue was feeling a little raw where she kept running it over his sharp teeth, but she just couldn’t help herself. All the sensations, in combinations of things she expected and those she didn’t, were turning her on so hard she wasn’t sure she’d be able to fly up to her house tonight. Which might prove to be a problem; despite his apparent arousal, he hadn’t been putting out any of the physical signals that suggested a stallion was ready for really serious intimacy, and a well-raised mare never pushed a stallion further than he was ready to go. If she’d spent the last couple of hours with another pony who’d been acting this way, she’d be going to bed with a major case of the stiffies, and probably grumbling to her friends the next day about what a horrible wingtease last night’s date had been.

On the other hoof, though, Lero wasn’t a pony, he hadn’t been around ponies very long, and she knew his body language wasn’t quite what she was used to. Until she’d goofed up earlier and impulsively kissed him before thinking about it, she’d had no real solid hints that he’d liked her as anything other than a friend, though she’d hoped he might someday want to be more. It was why she’d never tried to start a courtship with him, even though she’d wanted to for months now. She’d certainly never realized he actually found her attractive! The thought made her heart skip again. Nopony had ever found her attractive before. Actually, that wasn’t quite true; Silver Lining had certainly seemed eager enough, the one time Rainbow had tried a romantic liaison with another filly. And there had been those who’d thought Gilda had a bit of a thing for her, but Dash doubted it. She and Gilda had been great friends once upon a time, but the griffon had never even hinted she was romantically interested in the multicolored pegasus. Which was probably a good thing; Dash had never felt any particular attraction to other females anyway, despite that one effort. She was attracted to her human friend, though. Intensely so. And it was the first time someone she’d been attracted to had reciprocated the feeling. She’d entertained more than a few idle fantasies in the few months since she and Lero had become friends, and she’d had some really vivid ones running through her head in the last few hours. She didn’t want to push him, but at the same time she was getting really, really heated.

Sitting on the comfortable couch in Lero’s living room, she mulled it over as he went back to the small kitchen to get them both something to drink. He came back carrying two glasses filled with a light brown liquid that she recognized; he brewed a really nice blend of iced tea that had just a slight hint of mint to it. Rainbow loved the flavor, and he knew that she did. She grinned as he passed her the glass that had a straw thoughtfully stuck into it and settled onto the couch next to her, one arm around her body, holding her close.

“Here ya go, Dash. Don’t know about you, but I’m pretty thirsty.”

“Oh, yeah, me too. Thanks.” She sipped at the tea. Delicious. She’d always thought he made the stuff better than any of the townsponies who’d tried to imitate it, and he knew exactly how much sugar she liked in it. It was refreshing, too, since they’d worked each other up to a sweat quite a few times, and she’d been feeling a bit dehydrated.

Lero raised his glass. “To the prettiest pegasus in Ponyville.” She flushed, ducking her head, knowing that he was just being nice. She knew he thought she was attractive (he’d certainly spent enough time proving that today) but even so, he couldn’t think she was the prettiest. She knew Fluttershy, at the very least, was much better looking.

Still, it was a nice gesture, and it emboldened her a bit. She tapped her glass against his shyly, holding the bottom of the glass with the base of her hoof, and sipped again as he did. Her courage thus bolstered, she pushed her nervousness aside, took a deep breath, placed her glass on a nearby table, and took the plunge.

“So, uh, do you, uh, want to… keep… going?” Smooth, Rainbow. You charmer, you. No idea why you’ve got no luck with the colts.

“Keep going? Like what we’ve been doing?” The human thought he knew what she meant, but he wasn’t a hundred percent sure. God I’m horny right now, though.

“Uh… yeah, like we have been, but, ah, m- more.” She hated that slight stammer. It made her sound as nervous as she was. She was blushing furiously, her rainbow-striped tail twitching against the couch. She wasn’t sure if he knew what that meant or not.

As it happened, he was relatively certain he did know. A mare’s tail twitching to the side like that had formed the basis of about a quarter of the dirty jokes she’d told him, so he felt reasonably confident in assuming she was at least as horny as he was. Still, he’d always thought of himself as a gentleman, and he didn’t want to pressure her. Assumptions, especially assumptions about an alien culture, would be a great way to torpedo a relationship he’d come to realize was quite important to him. “More?”

“Uhhhhh… yeah. More. You know.” She made an extremely vague gesture with a forehoof and flipped her wings, cheeks burning so much she was surprised her fur hadn’t caught fire. “More. I- if you don’t want to, that’s totally cool, though. I’m completely fine with it. Don’t want to push you or anything.”

The human was now 99% sure that Rainbow Dash was talking about actual intercourse. If someone had suggested sex with a nonhuman to him this morning, he’d likely have thought they were joking. Now, though, he was a good bit more than tempted. He ran his eyes along Rainbow’s muscular body, admiring her form. She’d checked him out in a similar fashion several times this afternoon, and based on her behavior, she’d liked what she saw. Plus, though that blush she was sporting right now was cute as hell, he’d never seen her act this shy. He wanted to bring the confident Dash back to the fore, and he honestly really wanted her right now, but he needed to be absolutely certain. He didn’t want to risk his relationship with the cyan pegasus, even on a tiny uncertainty. “Um, Dash, I gotta ask, ‘cause I feel like we’re walking on a minefield here. Are you talking about sex? Mating?”

She shot him an annoyed look. “Well, duh. Yeah. I don’t know how much clearer I can be without just saying, ‘Hey! Get busy and ruffle my feathers!’ or something.” Her flare of annoyance instantly faded to worry for half a second before he snorted a laugh.

“Okay. I just needed to be totally sure.” She shook a hoof at him mock-threateningly, the other resting on his leg and supporting her as she leaned up against his chest, and he held up a defensive hand, grinning. “Sorry! I just didn’t want to risk, you know, us, on an assumption. You make me happy, Dash, and I didn’t want to chance losing that.”

“Pff. Softie.” She poked at him playfully with her hoof, feeling a sense of heat spreading through her chest and groin. “So, um… is that a yes? You’re interested?”

“Oh, very much so.” He gave her a sly grin that made her tail twitch harder. “So tell me, what kinds of things do you like?”

Dash was confused. “Like? Whaddaya mean?”

He gave her an odd look. “Uh… what do you like? What makes you feel good? What do you want me to do?”

“Do?” She didn’t quite get it. “It’s the first time with a new guy. Isn’t it supposed to be just unf unf for a couplea minutes to keep you interested and get you to come back the next time? Second time’s supposed to be better, but a mare’s supposed to keep her stallion happy so he sticks around.”

Lero stared at her like she’d sprouted another head for a few seconds, and she fidgeted uneasily, thinking she’d said the wrong thing. Finally he said, “You know, I think I’ve finally figured out why we’ve been dancing around each other like this. I think our cultures’ courtship rituals are reversed.”

“Huh?”

“Okay, look, when a human courtship starts, the male is supposed to approach the female and find out if she’d be interested in… er, spending time romantically with him. If she says yes, he generally treats her to dinner a few times, flatters her, and should the relationship go well, they might eventually end up in bed together. If they do, and if he’s smart, he makes sure she enjoys the experience as much as possible, so she might be interested in doing it again.”

Rainbow listened, eyes wide. “What? But… that’s totally backwards! A mare’s supposed to talk to the stallion first to get his attention, then flatter him and maybe give him some gifts, and the first time they mate it’s just supposed to keep him interested!” She put the pieces together in her head. She’d been looking to see if he was interested, and he’d been looking to see if she was interested! She laughed suddenly. “Ha! I finally get it!”

He grinned at her and nodded. “Yep. And honestly, I think you might enjoy it more if we do this my way.”

She cocked her head at him. “Whatchya mean?”

His free arm moved to embrace her, and she felt his fingers trail lightly down the fur of her back, right along her spine between her wings. She gasped as her wings snapped out to the sides, extensor muscles tense and quivering. “I mean, I’m gonna take my time, and make sure you have fun, too.”

Rainbow felt a fluttery feeling in her stomach. Uh, wow. Even her fantasies hadn’t been quite like this. She laughed breathlessly. “Oh, I am so tempted to not even share you.”

“Share me?” He asked, leaning forward and rising a bit to breathe into her ear. “What do you mean by that?” He nibbled lightly at the tip of her ear, barely hard enough to feel, the sensation sending a delightful shiver down her body.

“Y-you know,” Her breath was coming faster, and catching in her throat as he ran a hand along her extended wing. The feeling was making it harder to talk. “W- wi- with other mares.”

He pulled back a bit, brow furrowing as he looked at her questioningly, though he didn’t stop lightly passing his hand down her wing. The feeling of his soft palm gliding along her feathers was amazing. She’d never felt anything quite like it. “What, you’re okay with that?”

She laughed again. “Sure. I’m not… ha.” Rainbow’s breath left her for a moment as his fingers moved to her shoulder, stroking and caressing. “H- hold on a sec. This is something we should… whoo… probably talk about before I forget.” He nibbled at her ear again, and she gently pushed him away, giggling. “Quit that for a second! I’m serious, I want to talk about this before I forget.”

He leaned back, loosening his embrace and shifting the arm wrapped around her body so he could continue to trail his fingertips lightly along her upper back. “Okay. I’ll keep doing this, though, if you don’t mind.”

“Th- that’s fine.” Wow, did she ever not mind. Every touch sent silvery delight dancing through her body. It was kinda distracting, but she thought she could focus past it. Those fingers of his were seriously the best things ever. “I just wanted to make sure you knew. I’m kinda weird, y’know, in a lot of ways, but I’m not one of those mares that wants to keep a stallion all to herself. Like Mrs. Cake. Uh, I know Mr. Cake’s no real prize, but still…” She fell silent for a moment, basking happily in the feeling of his fingers moving over the sensitive skin between her extended wings. If this was the way human males treated their partners, she half-wished she’d been born a human. Nights like this would almost make up for the lack of wings. Except she didn’t have to give up her wings, and she still got to enjoy it! This was the best day ever.

Lero’s voice interrupted her blissful reverie, and she realized she’d gotten distracted. “You mean you’re not monogamous?”

“Mono-?” She had to focus to reassemble her train of thought, which had gotten seriously derailed and gone skidding off in pieces to a very happy place. “Monogamous, yeah, that’s the term for those weirdos! Wait, no, that’s not quite right… monuh…monogamists! That’s it! They don’t really push it on the rest of us, though. Be a good way to end up with a lotta lonely mares.”

Lero’s face took on a pensive look, and his caresses changed slightly. Instead of light strokes, his fingers traced intricate patterns around her upper shoulders, remaining in constant contact and constant motion. Rainbow’s eyes crossed as she tried to focus on his words. “Huh. Hadn’t really thought about that, but I can kinda see it, at least with the population here. Never really occurred to me before, though; my home culture is monogamous.”

“Really? Everyone?”

“Yeah, pretty much. Polygamy’s illegal.”

She blinked at him incredulously, focusing on his words with some effort. “Wow, that sucks. You must have a ton of fillyfoolers where you’re from.” She hesitated, her thoughts moving a bit slowly. “Uh… I didn’t mean to call you a weirdo…”

Lero laughed, shaking his head to show he wasn’t offended, and Dash reached out with a forehoof to stroke his chest. It didn’t feel right for him to be doing all the work, though he did seem to be enjoying her reactions. She wasn’t really sure where he might be sensitive, but she figured she could find out if she experimented. He gave her a warm smile, though she suspected what she was doing wasn’t anywhere near as exciting for him as what he was doing was for her. “Human populations are actually very nearly fifty/fifty; half male and half female. My home nation does have a fair number who prefer their own gender, both male and female, but they aren’t anywhere near a majority.”

“That’s kinda weird.” She mused, trying to figure out where to touch him. He’d said he didn’t want to move too fast, so she should probably stay away from his groin. He was sitting up fairly straight, but her shoulder was leaning against his side and her wing was pressing against his back, so she couldn’t reach that. He was built like an earth pony anyway, and unlike pegasi earth ponies didn’t have any particularly sensitive spots on their backs. In fact, they didn’t have many sensitive spots period, and she struggled to remember anything she’d heard about what they liked. There weren’t many saucy jokes or stories about earth ponies, though there were a ton about pegasi and more than a few about unicorns. Maybe the ears? You couldn’t really use a hoof on ears, though; they were too delicate. Lips and tongue were better, but the way they were sitting, she couldn’t reach without twisting uncomfortably. She settled on carefully stroking his face, for now, which he seemed to appreciate. “I don’t even know what it’d be like to have that many stallions around. I think, like, four foals out of every five born are fillies,” She tried to remember half-listened-to facts from back in her school days. The task was even more difficult now than it had been back in Cloudsdale; she’d never had to work through shivers of delight in class. “Here in Ponyville, it’s worse, though. Like, seven or eight mares to each stallion, maybe more. There’s a lot of fillyfoolers in this town, just ‘cause it’s not worth the kind of competition and fights you get from all the other mares who’re after a stallion. Most guys settle down with three or four mares, and that leaves the rest to either turn to another mare, or just stay lonely. There’re a few stallions that are into other guys, too, so that just makes the numbers worse. Kinda sucks to be a mare who likes stallions here.”

He looked at her, a touch of sadness in his eyes. “You mentioned you’d been turned down a lot. Did you find yourself a lady-friend, then?”

Rainbow shook her head. The old feeling of loneliness tried to rise, but to her delight she found that it drowned in the warm tide of happiness washing through her. “Nah. Tried it once, but it turns out I’m not into fillies. Been kinda lonely. Well, up until today.” She looked up at him, tears of happiness filling her eyes again. “Hey, Lero, thanks for today, by the way. You know, in case I forgot to say it.” Her voice was husky.

“Aw, heck, Dash. I’ve enjoyed it as much as you have, no need to thank me.” The hell was wrong with the men in this dimension, anyway? (Dimension? World? Reality? Universe? Wherever the hell this was) Rainbow was tough, cheerful, fiercely loyal, and had a lively sense of humor. Even if they hadn’t found her physically appealing (which he thought was just nuts, considering her sleek musculature, not to mention those gorgeous rosy eyes) she had a hell of a personality. At least one of ‘em really should have looked past the surface. Their loss, he thought, though he was far from happy that his friend had been neglected for so long. “Besides, today’s nowhere near done. We’re just getting warmed up.”

The pegasus grinned, still stroking Lero’s cheek with a forehoof. “Hey, I’m really liking this human-style stuff so far. When you say you’re eep!” Rainbow squeaked and twitched as the human snuck his free hand around and poked her lightly in the flight muscles right below her extended right wing, sending a sudden bolt of pleasure straight through her body. She laughed when she regained her breath. “Ha ha! Woah! Sorry, ya got me! When you say most humans are monogamists, does that… um… mean you are… umm…” He’d started lightly massaging the flight muscle he’d poked, while his other hand continued to trace patterns on her back. Her head was swimming, her wings could have been used as diving boards, and her mind insisted on wandering off-topic. It had all sorts of other things it wanted to focus on right now. “Does that, uhhm… mean you want to be?”

“I hadn’t really thought about it, to be honest.” He kneaded her underwing muscle gently as he spoke, causing the pegasus to start panting. After spending the entire afternoon in a low-grade state of arousal, that spot was so sensitive it was almost painful, but only almost. “Actually, if you don’t mind, I’m willing to leave that decision up to you. I think it’s horribly unfair that you’ve been so neglected, so if you’d like to have a guy all to yourself, I’d be totally willing to go along with it. Be easy for me, in fact. On the other hand, if you’d prefer to share, I’d be okay with that too; human monogamy is primarily a cultural thing, not biological, and if that’s the cultural norm here, I can change, though I’d probably be more comfortable with just you and me.”

“Huh, huh, me?” Rainbow panted. Much as she didn’t want to, she gently pushed his hand away from her wing. “Hold on, stop a second, I need to be able to think.” He stopped, sitting back, but he was starting to look a little impatient. She could totally understand; her groin was starting to ache a little, but she really wanted to get things sorted out before they got to the really heavy stuff. “Thanks.” He smiled, and leaned down to give her a quick kiss.

“No problem, Dash. I said I wanted to make sure you enjoyed yourself, and I meant it. Even if it means taking more breaks than I normally would.”

“I- it’s not that I want to take breaks. In fact, it’s kinda frustrating! It’s just…”

The human interrupted. “I understand, don’t worry.”

She smiled in thanks. “Okay. You really want me to decide if you stick with just one mare or not?” He nodded. Rainbow took a deep breath, thinking hard. She liked him, she really, really did, but she’d always harbored a deep dislike for mares that hogged their stallion. It meant there was less to go around, and she’d always thought of that as horribly selfish. (She’d thought a time or two that it was it was bitterly unfair that some mares kept one stallion to themselves, while she didn’t even have one to share) Even so, the idea of having a guy that was just hers was pretty appealing. Selfish or no, if he was fine with it, shouldn’t it be okay? That thought lingered for several moments before she finally dismissed it. Yeah, it’d be nice, but I don’t really want to think of myself as being greedy. Besides, she knew of at least two other mares that were at least a little bit interested in him, one of which was a good friend of hers. “Well… I don’t think I should be the only one courting you, then. Monogamists are kinda weird. I was actually thinking earlier about trying to set you up with Lyra and maybe Pinkie; I know they both like you too.” At his raised eyebrow, she hastily added, “Uh, but if pegasi are more your thing, I could probably find a couple on the weather patrol that might be interested. Blue Lightning, maybe, she’s pretty nice.”

He held up a hand to quiet her. “I wasn’t expressing disinterest, Dash. I was just surprised and a little culture-shocked; a human woman would never be offering to set her new boyfriend up with other women!”

“Really? How do you find… oh, wait, you said you were mostly monogamists.” She facehoofed. “Duh, forgot. Uh, if a stallion isn’t courting anypony else, it’s usually good manners for the first mare who courts him to help set him up with some other unattached mares she knows. Makes the stallion happy, makes her friends happy, everypony’s better off.”

Lero shook his head. “You folks have some… interesting customs. Well, regardless of who else I might date, you’re always gonna be my favorite, Dash.” Her flush had been fading as they sat without continuing their foreplay, but it flared back up now. The statement was an odd one, but the kindness she sensed behind it was heartwarming. “You ready to get back to what we were doing? How am I doing so far, compared to the other stallions you’ve been with?”

Her flush deepened, and she ducked her head slightly. “Uh… you’ve already done a heck of a lot more than the only stallion I’ve ever… gotten this far with.”

“What, only one?”

“Yeah.” That wasn’t a particularly nice memory. “I courted him for a couple of weeks, and we finally went back to my place and had really quick sex. Like, a minute, minute and a half and it was over with, barely enough time for my wings to get stiff.” She fanned her extended wings demonstratively. They’d relaxed a tiny bit, but not much. “He dumped me the next day, said he wanted a mare with more jiggle in her rump. We’d never even kissed.” She hadn’t told anypony about it at the time, she’d been so ashamed. She’d tried her experiment with Silver Lining a few days later, but to her frustration that hadn’t really gotten anywhere, despite the other filly’s earnest attempts.

The human was silent for several seconds. When Rainbow looked up at him, his mouth was hanging open in shock. “That total bastard.” He said, when he finally found his voice.

“Uh… I’m pretty sure he knew who both his parents were…” Rainbow was a little confused by the seeming non sequitur.

Lero waved her objection aside. “The word’s an insult where I come from. It doesn’t actually mean an illegitimate child in this context, it means… uh, actually, I’m not entirely sure how to define the negative connotation my culture puts on it. Suffice to say it’s not a compliment.” He took a deep breath and stood. “Rainbow, on behalf of all decent males, I’d like to extend you an apology. Maybe I can make up for the shameful way he treated you. Would you like to follow me to the bedroom?”

The fluttering in Dash’s stomach got a lot stronger all of a sudden. He’s really assertive for a guy. It was one of the things that made her so comfortable around him; it was good to know that he didn’t just go along with stuff because she bullied him into it without meaning to. She swallowed nervously, but gave a firm nod. Hopping off the couch, she trailed behind him as he walked back to his bedroom. (Shooting several appreciative glances at his backside as she did so. He really did have nice flanks.)

She’d been back here a time or two before. When he’d bought the place, with money he’d earned doing all kinds of odd jobs around town that his hands made him really good at, he’d done a lot of work to raise the ceilings, and he’d built his own bed. It was a good bit larger than a pony bed, much longer to accommodate his upright posture, and wider as well. It would have been just barely big enough for two humans, but she figured there was a decent amount of room for the two of them. She’d had a fair number of idle fantasies featuring that bed in the past, and now that she had a chance to actually live some of them out, she found that she was really nervous.

Lero sat on the edge of the bed, motioning for her to join him. She swallowed, trying to hide her anxiety, and clopped quietly over. The thick rug on the floor was soft under her hooves, muffling her hoof beats. She hopped easily up onto the bed, unable to fly as she normally would thanks to her current state of arousal, but the strong muscles in her legs made the jump effortless. She snuggled up next to him again, one forehoof supporting her weight on the bed while the other rested on his leg, and one wing lying stiffly along his back. He put his arm around her body as he had before, this time tucking his hand up under her wing where he started to carefully massage her flight muscles again. The relaxation that had crept into her wings as they talked vanished, the tendons tightening, and they stood out so stiffly they started to quiver. He leaned across, twisting his shoulders as his free hand pulled her into another long kiss. The hand on the back of her head gently rubbed at her ear, while the other continued to dig its fingertips lightly into her shoulder. Their tongues slid past each other, and she panted into his mouth as she slid her tongue along his canines again. The fingers under her wing were intensely arousing, their soft surfaces very unlike a hoof, their flexing making it feel almost like she was being licked. Silver Lining had done that, when they were experimenting, kissing and licking under Rainbow’s wing to try and get the multicolored pegasus excited. It had almost worked then, but Dash just hadn’t been able to muster any serious enthusiasm for another mare. Now, though, it was working and then some. The human’s fingers were flexible, but much stronger than Silver Lining’s tongue had been… and there were five of them. Bright Celestia, it felt good, and the feel of his tongue sliding along the underside of hers, too… whoo!

By the time the kiss ended, Rainbow’s whole body was trembling. She wondered what else he had planned. Surely he was almost done with the foreplay! Light pressure from his hand at the back of her neck prompted her to lean her head forward, so he could whisper in her ear.

“So, I asked you earlier if there was anything in particular you wanted to do,” he breathed into her ear, shifting around to face her squarely and sliding his hand down the back of her neck. “Thought of anything yet?” He kissed her just behind the ear, then lightly bit the skin he’d just kissed, just lightly enough that it didn’t hurt. It was surprising, how good that felt. Her eyes crossed, and her body trembled harder, and he moved a few inches down her neck and repeated the gesture. Exhale onto her fur right at the edge of her mane, kiss, bite. He worked his way slowly down her neck that way, waiting for her answer. Past green… past blue… she was still trying to put words together in her scrambled brain as he passed the final, purple band of her mane without breaking his pace. She realized he wasn’t stopping there, and ohmygosh!

His mouth had found the soft, thin skin of the upper junction of her wings, and he did the same thing. Breathe… kiss… nip. Her forelegs gave out, and she would have fallen on her face if he hadn’t been right there. Her head collapsed onto his back, her chest resting against his shoulder, and her back legs tried to buck, but they were stretched out straight on the bed where she was sitting, so they just shot out, knees locked. Her body was trembling violently, and her breath was coming in fast, shallow pants. The thought of answering his question had gone completely out of her head, and she felt an urgent sensation, almost a pressure, between her hind legs.

“Hmm.” She heard him hum, feeling the vibration of his voice where her chin rested on his back. “Looks like you like that…” He repeated what he’d just done. Still massaging under her wing, he exhaled onto the tuft of fur directly between her upper shoulders, then kissed it, leading with his tongue. A building sense of anticipation rose in her belly… and he released the kiss, nipping at the exquisitely sensitive skin, made more so by the light stimulation he’d just applied with his lips and tongue.

The silvery bolt of pleasure that caused triggered a cascade of sensations throughout her body. Her wings shivered, the flight muscles tensing, and they clamped down against his hand and back as her body shuddered. Her tail lashed against the bed, rainbow-striped hair flashing on the bedspread, and the breath went out of her in several deep, unsteady exhalations as points of intense pleasure exploded in her shoulders, belly, and groin. She couldn’t think, couldn’t even see for several seconds as the waves washed over her.

The feeling finally, regretfully abated, and she regained control of her muscles. Her wings relaxed a bit, though they were still pretty stiff, and she was able to raise herself up on her forelegs again, putting her weight back on her hooves and off of the human’s shoulder. He sat back upright, fingers that had been rubbing her flight muscles trailing down her shoulder and ribs, leaving a delightful shivery sensation behind. She panted a bit as her heart slowed down to something approaching its normal pace, looking a little bit down to meet his eyes, as was normal when they sat together like this. Unlike Rainbow, Lero was a lot shorter when sitting down, and in this position she was just a tiny bit taller than him. Finally, she was able to catch her breath and regain enough control of her vocal cords to speak.

“Woah.”

She’d had orgasms before, certainly. She’d triggered nearly all of them herself, alone in her bed, alleviating some of the pent-up frustration that had continued to build with no release. The rest had been the result of dreams; of her two previous sexual encounters, the first had been far to brief to cause one, and she just hadn’t been able to get sufficiently excited during the second. This was the first time she’d had an orgasm triggered by someone else, and it had been way, way more intense than any she’d ever had before.

A delighted, satiated grin spread over her face. “That was… dude, awesome doesn’t even cover it.”

He returned her grin. “So… you enjoyed it, then.” He added a hammy wiggle of his eyebrows.

She giggled at the goofy expression, mirth resonating with the afterglow still echoing through her. The giggle built to a full belly laugh, and even the laugh felt amazingly good.

Her laughter finally trailed off to throaty chuckles. She took a deep breath, fanning her wings again to speed their relaxation. “Well, uh, what did you want to do now?” She asked.

Lero shrugged. “You ready for round two?”

“Round two?” Her eyes got huge. “You mean we can keep going?”

“Sure, if you want to. Based on some of the jokes you told earlier, it sounded like you mares can have multiple orgasms, and I’m still good to go if you are.”

The fire in her belly that had guttered down started to re-kindle. “Really?”

“Heck yeah. That time I was only working with your front. I didn’t even get down past your shoulders, so there’s plenty left that I can play with!” He playfully slapped her on the rump, grinning, and her wings started to stiffen up again where they’d been starting to relax. She answered his grin with her own. She knew her rump didn’t have the bounce most mares’ had, but he seemed to enjoy it all the same, his hand rubbing the firm muscle under her cutie mark.

“Okay! There’s gonna be something different this time, though.” Dash poked the human in the chest with a forehoof. “You’re gonna take off those clothes. I feel kinda bad that you did all the work and I had all the fun, so this time’s gonna be more even!”

“Uh… you sure?” This was the first time she’d heard clear nervousness in his voice since they’d gotten to his house.

She sighed and facehoofed. There went that weird nudity taboo of his again. Everypony in town thought it was really strange. It wasn’t even like she’d never seen him nude, anyway, because she had. Twice. The first time when she’d been looking for him and accidentally walked in on him in the shower, and the second time when his clothes had gotten doused in that flaming acid and he’d had to strip really fast. That had been really funny, though if he’d actually gotten hurt it wouldn’t have been. (And it wasn’t like that had been entirely her fault, anyway.) As far as she knew, she was the only pony in town who had ever seen him naked, though she suspected Rarity might have insisted on taking his measurements with his clothes off. He wasn’t quite as hairless as he looked when you could only see his face and arms; there was a fair amount of it on his chest and belly, and quite a bit on his groin and upper legs. It was curiously patchy, but he’d said that was normal for humans. Males, anyway; he’d said females usually had really thin body hair in comparison.

“Yeah, I’m sure.” She raised her head and cocked an eyebrow at him. “What, you’re planning on mating with your pants on? That’d be a trick.”

“Right.” Blushing a bit, Lero quickly stripped out of his clothing. Rainbow watched as he did so; it was a surprisingly quick process, considering the kind of enveloping clothes he wore. Finally, he was as nude as she was, to her approval. Lack of hair aside, he really did have nice flanks, and they were a lot easier to see without his pants in the way. She further noted that his penis, while not fully erect, was much larger than it had been the other times she’d seen it, which was interesting. He hadn’t been aroused before when she’d seen him nude, and while a stallion’s member grew about two to three times as long as normal when he was ready to mate, it was clear that a human’s had a much higher level of expansion. At least a factor of three, by its current state, and it looked like it had gotten wider, too. That was probably a good thing; she’d been worried it wouldn’t be big enough to fit right when they got around to actually mating, but that concern was fading. “Okay. What now?”

She patted the bed next to her with a forehoof, and he obediently came over and sat down next to her. She grinned at him for a moment, eyelids lowered, and enjoyed the continued nervous look and the slightly musky smell of his sweat. She gathered herself in a crouch.

“Readysetgo!” She yelled, and pounced on him. He looked really startled for a second, before comprehension dawned.

Rainbow loved playful wrestling matches. She’d launch into them with any excuse at all, testing her strength and agility directly against someone else. She didn’t like to be a bully, though, so she tried to limit herself to matches against those who had a decent chance of beating her. There were precious few of those. Applejack, Big Macintosh, and a couple of the other earth ponies in town were really the only ones she’d been able to wrestle in the last couple of years; none of the local pegasi stood a chance, and the unicorns mostly didn’t either. (and unicorns cheated, anyway) She’d tried it once against Twilight, just to see what would happen, but the pegasus had found herself pinned in a telekinetic field with embarrassing ease and hadn’t repeated the stunt.

She’d been delighted to find another worthy opponent when Lero had found himself in Ponyville. She was still considerably stronger than he was, but his arms and hands gave him a heck of a lot of reach and leverage. She’d picked up quite a few tricks from their matches.

This match was a whole new kind of fun. Laughing, they tussled, rolling and sliding past each other. Lero was being very careful not to twist Dash’s extended wings. For her part, Rainbow enjoyed the feeling of his smooth skin sliding over her fur. His member (fully erect now) poked her in the rump and tail a few times, too, which added to the arousal the match was kindling. Finally, the human was able to take advantage of the way her stiff wings limited her mobility and pin her to the bed on her back. He looked at her with a wicked gleam in his eye, and she wondered what he was planning for a split second before he started tickling her.

Rainbow burst out in squeals of delighted laughter, making a halfhearted effort to fend him off. Her belly was pretty ticklish, and he’d done this a few times when he’d won a match. This time, what with the afterglow of her earlier orgasm and her present level of arousal, the mirth and sensation of tickling combined into a surprisingly strong feeling of lust, and she grabbed him around the neck with her forelegs, pulling him in close so she could kiss him.

Lero returned the kiss voraciously, stroking her belly with one hand and her wing with the other. When the kiss ended, she gave him a sultry look, and said, “Well, looks like you won. Whatcha gonna do now?”

In answer, he grinned, and slowly slid his hand down her belly. Her breath caught as he lightly tweaked a nipple between his fingers, before continuing on down between her hindlegs. He moved his other hand to continue tickling her belly, propping himself up on an elbow. She let out several panting giggles as his hand settled low between her hindlegs. Her eyes unfocused as his soft fingers slid along the lips of her vulva, stroking teasingly through the moisture that had already gathered there.

He kept tickling her belly, too. The combination of laughter and the sensation between her legs was driving her to an even higher peak than she’d been to before, and she wondered how much longer it could last. She pulled his head close again, kissing him roughly while she giggled, and as her tongue slid into his mouth, his fingers slid into her.

She shuddered in ecstasy. The feeling of his fingers stroking inside her, now added to that of his tongue sliding along hers and his breath in her mouth and he was still tickling her and she didn’t know how much longer she’d be able to hold out.

She broke the kiss and whispered in his ear, panting, “C’mon, rest of the way.”

“You sure?”

She giggled again, nodding vigorously, her sunset-colored forelock bouncing on her head. “Never surer!”

Lero nodded back, and shifted position. To her slight disappointment, his fingers slid out, and he positioned himself belly-to-belly atop her, supporting his weight on his elbows and allowing both hands to massage her upper shoulders without putting his weight on her stiff wings. The position was a touch kinky, but some ponies liked it and a second’s thought made her suspect it was a normal one for humans. The way his fingers were stroking right under her wings blew her slight reservations completely away; heck, the fact that he was a different species was kinky enough, anyway!

She felt a slight poke where his fingers had just left, and, wrapping her hindlegs around his flanks, she pulled him closer, shuddering again as she felt him enter her. Her earlier concerns about his size were forgotten; it was quite big enough to fit comfortably. A bit smaller than an average stallion, true, but then she was rather small back there, too. Oh, it felt wonderful, the sensation of his penis sliding into her. It was unbelievably amazing, and she couldn‘t suppress a quiet moan of delight. He ducked his head to kiss her, but she preempted him, nuzzling and kissing at his throat, which made him catch his breath for once. Ha, finally found a place he likes! She stroked her forehooves against his ribs, continuing to nuzzle at his neck while he gently slid back and forth, lightly rubbing her flight muscles, and she could feel her pleasure mounting higher and higher as his member gently pushed in and out, quivering slightly every time he rubbed against a particular spot inside her that felt amazing.

It lasted for a surprisingly long time before she finally peaked. Rainbow shuddered again, underneath her human friend, her wings clamping tightly down against his hands and ribs as her hindlegs locked and her tail lashed against the inside of his thighs. She was lost in the moment for several long seconds before coming back to her senses. He wasn’t quite done, so she figured she’d just let him finish, and was shocked when the pleasurable sensations only backed down a tiny bit, before shooting back up and peaking again. It lasted several seconds longer this time, and it was with some anticipation that she returned to herself to find he hadn’t finished yet. Sure enough, Dash climaxed a third time, feeling him follow suit while she was shuddering in its grip, his sudden tension and the warm feeling inside her telling her he’d hit his own.

Spent and exhausted, both breathing hard and soaked in sweat, they finally rolled apart on the bed. Rainbow turned her head to look at Lero, as her wings finally relaxed, leaving a light, pleasant soreness behind.

“Hey.” His face turned to her. “That was… ha, I don’t even know the words for that.” She stretched luxuriously, wings fanning out against the bedspread and her feathers brushing his chest while all four hooves reached for the ceiling. “Thanks.”

“Glad you enjoyed it as much as I did.” Lero grinned tiredly. “Did you want to spend the night here?”

“Yeah, if you don’t mind. I think I’m a little too worn out to fly right now.”

“Sure thing.”

She scooted closer, laying her head on his chest. She slowly fell asleep, listening to the susurration of his breath and the quiet thump of his heartbeat.