Jason made a path straight for the stairs, before Dash stuck a hoof to his shoulder and stopped him.

"What?" He asked, her meaning not completely clear.

"I said anywhere, and I kinda meant it." She replied with a smirk, gesturing around the room. "See, anywhere..."

"I wasn't doing anything against that." He said. "But who's to say we can't have something to look forward to?" Jason asked, his face twisting into a smirk as well.

"Mmm, okay fine!" She scrambled up the stairs, creating a ruckus in her room as soon as she went out of sight. Jason trotted in after her, and was immediately confronted by Dash again, with a slightly nervous expression replacing her confidence.

"What is it Dash? Nervous?" Jason asked, the smirk threatening to reappear.

"No, well... You're a changeling, and changelings kinda..." Her speech ended as her face lit up in red.

"You have a list or something?"

"Well, when you say list..." He floated the paper from behind her back, immediately breaking out into a fit of laughter as he read the only name on there: Soarin'.

"You really put a lot of work into this, huh?" He asked, handing it back and moving to one of her Wonderbolt posters, then another and another until he could get the form right. He was the light blue one, if he recalled correctly.

"Well I worked on it for like twelve seconds, what did you expect?"

"I dunno." He changed and looked himself over, changing a few small bits as he checked it with the poster. "Last question here, because you look, well, ready," She blushed, pointing to his underside as well. He ignored her, continuing with his question. "Do you want me to act like him or just be him? And if you do, how does he act?"

"Oh, I never through about it that much. But I guess you may as well, right?" She asked. He shrugged. "Well I don't know the guy too well, just from short contact. He seems kinda vain though, maybe a bit of a jerk."

"Why do you want me to act like that?"

"I have my fantasies!" She yelled back. "It'd just be you otherwise, and I don't- well, it's still you, but it would-" Jason waved her off and exited the room for a moment while Dash impatiently shifted around.

Jason re-entered, striking a pose that, she had to admit, was in character. "Alright--" He burst out laughing. "Okay, one more try, hold on."

"Jason..." She complained, trying to control the heat that was growing between her legs.

"Oh shush." He left the room again, with a slightly longer pause.

"Alright," He said as he walked in. "I heard there was a mare here that was supposedly out of my league." Jason looked at Dash. "You her?" She nodded, failing slightly to keep her excitement completely hidden. "Pfft, I've done tons of mares like you, let's just get this proven so I can get back to being one of the best at what I do." He held a hoof to his chest and kept an important pose for a moment before staring over at her.

"Well? You're just going to sit there?" He let out a long sigh. "Great, you're one of those mares, with all the work involved. Listen, maybe I should just--" Jason failed to get the end of his sentence out at Dash tipped him over, smacking her lips into his as he hit the floor. He had to fight to keep his eyes disinterested as she explored his mouth with her tongue, only offering half-assed responses to her advances.

Dash seemed to understand her situation and broke the kiss, stroking a hoof along his wing as she lowered herself down. "Picky as you are, I think you like where I'm going with this." She continued with a sultry expression, stroking a hoof at his sheath and attempting to extract the flesh hidden beneath. Her fur was so soft, it was already getting hard to play this part and not look like he enjoyed it, especially when he wanted to just make her scream. And that was the opposite of how it was, he thought as she grazed the tip as it surfaced, wiggling her velvety hoof slightly in a teasing motion.

"Yeah, just try and impress me." He said, trying to keep a semi-bored expression and limit his arousal. He wasn't having a lot of fun with this whole role-play, but at least Dash seemed rather ecstatic. It made him a little jealous, but his thought process was interrupted as he felt a sudden warmth and wetness envelop his partially erect member.

Dash really started to go at it as he grew, taking the entire thing in her mouth as it reached full size. Jason couldn't keep a small smirk from reaching his face as he realized that he, as a changeling, was bigger. That was something he'd been a little worried about, to be honest. Now though, a rather embarrassingly large amount of worry lifted, and he found himself getting more into it, especially with the way she kept her eyes focused on his as she bobbed, never breaking her rhythm. It was really hot, he realized as his dick pulsed in her mouth and she giggled.

But Dash, on the other hand, felt like she was in a dream, in a situation that she'd never thought possible before. Not to say it hadn't monopolized her thoughts since they'd first made love to one another. But he was so spot on with his disinterest, and for wide swathes of time she forgot that Jason was lying in front of her and imagined that it was the real thing. Because it basically was, wasn't it?

That instilled a little doubt in her mind. The more it appeared to be Soarin', the more she felt like she was cheating on Jason. No, Jason would want her to enjoy this, he'd consented. It was him, after all, why not enjoy it? She paused a minute, twirling her tongue around the head of his cock a few times and feeling his leg twitch against her side. There was that one tick that Jason had, if she could just focus on that...

"Is this all there is to it? I mean, it's alright, but..." Dash shoved her head down further, and Jason groaned loudly as he felt his cock bump into the back of her throat. She held it there for a moment, before pulling back off with a soft 'pop' noise. She pulled her head up and moved herself up towards his face to take a nip at one of his ears, which twitched in annoyance as his stomach started to become wet from her abundant juices. He was having even more trouble saying in character as his dick seemed to become harder, making him cringe at the buildup of pressure. "Yeah, I'm on a kinda tight schedule, and-" He gasped as she quickly lined herself up and thrust him past her outer lips, into that unbelievable warmth and tightness she possessed, the feeling that he was nearly sure he'd never get enough of, or seem to remember exactly how it felt. Her tunnel pulsed, contracting as it massaged his length. She let out several large moans as she started to pump up and down atop him, not even giving herself time for a breather. God damn, that looked hot...

"Ha, tight schedule, get it?" She moaned, grinding her hips into his on the lower end of a thrust. "This good enough for ya?" She asked, speeding up her pace and leaning backwards, away from his head as she supported herself with her forelegs. "I'll even credit you with a- *Ooh yeah* -view." Jason's breath caught again as another bout of combined arousal and stimulation hit him, before he tried to resume his stony expression. She was grinding against him in a way that felt amazing, putting what seemed to be more pressure by changing the angle like she was. No matter how he looked at it, he wasn't going to last all that much longer. But that brought up an important question, should he go through with this all the way or start providing for her pleasure? He was really starting to hate this role...

But as Dash thrust herself downwards, purposely clenching hard before pulling up again, he knew that he'd need to make a decision soon. And ooh, that pressure that never seemed to let up felt so amazing. Another question, what the hell was acceptable around here and what was more indifferent, and in character?

Dash was slightly disappointed in his size, there was just something she got out of how he normally stretched her, not that this wasn't still doing the same thing, kind of. But only a little, not enough to distract her from the task at hoof. She twisted slightly, reveling in the sensations as he slid around inside her amply lubricated passage and his dick pulsed again. Dash looked down and couldn't help but feel herself become more aroused as the idea that she was having sex with Soarin' finally sunk in. Her, Rainbow Dash. And it felt sooo good. Her muscles clenched up slightly and she watched Jason groan beneath her, his role starting to slip a little as his usual facade partially returned.

"Well well well, is Mr.- *Oh* -bored Wonderbolt coming around?" She asked, feeling him hit her in that one spot as her legs tried to close and she felt a bit of pre leak out of his member in response, making a bit of her revel in the short lived heat. Jason couldn't figure out words to reply to either her statement sudden extra tightness and grunted instead, feeling her pull herself off until he could only barely feel her heat, that light softness clenching around his flare, before she slammed down again. This wasn't loving by now, he knew that much. But it wasn't really supposed to be. And while every nerve in his body yelled at him to arch his back and thrust upwards, slap against her athletic flank until it was red, it didn't fit his character.

He grunted again and accidentally did just that, slapping their hips together lewdly as Jason tried to calm himself. Dash loved it though, throwing her head back and letting out a loud moan. Finally, he lost his resolve and flipped her over onto her back, holding her fore hooves down over above her head and ramming into her pussy heavily. "You better be happy with this." he grunted again. "It's not often a mare gets this far with me." He let himself go for the few thrusts he had left, his rhythm becoming erratic before he pulled out and came, splattering her stomach with semen as he let out a groan of satisfaction. Dash looked like a mixture of tired and disappointed, although he couldn't be sure which was more prevalent.

Sure, she'd been expecting him to stay in character, but she just felt a little ripped off. She swept a hoof along the almost burning hot spunk that warmed her stomach, licking it off a moment later and smiling slightly. It tasted like it had last time, with that tinge of saltiness and almost a slight sweetness. Not that Jason hadn't gotten enough pre into her, but it wasn't really the same as when he came, and almost seemed to make her core burn, so deep inside her body.

Jason dropped the disguise and stared at her for a moment, before he opened his mouth. "I don't know if that's what you wanted or not, I was stuck between trying to be in character and actually making you enjoy this."

She smiled up at him, stroking a hoof across her slit regrettably. "I know, that's what I asked for. I'm not sure how you got that ejaculation thing, that's usually for whores and stuff. Kinda fitting for him to do, bust still."

"Why?" He asked, laying down next to her on the floor and stroking her cheek.

"Well it's like a sign that they're not good enough, or something. It's a real dick move to do it when somepony's not asking or in heat otherwise."

"Actually I meant the other part."

"Huh? Oh! Because I- I dunno, I felt kinda weird about doing that, even if it was you. It makes me feel a little like a whore, and as much fun as it was, well, I'd rather do it with you like this. She gave herself a furious set of strokes, before Jason pushed her hoof out of the way and took over, pushing the side of his hoof into her opening slightly as she moaned out her approval. "And I don't need a disguise to have fun with, anyway."

"Well if you want to do it again, I'm happy to help. It's not like I don't enjoy pleasuring you." He quickly moved downward and knelt down, placing a hoof on either thigh and spreading apart her flesh. He peeked inside her marehood before he leaned down the rest of the way and gave her a gentle lick, mopping up the abundant juices. She shivered, and he regrettably pulled back for a moment.

"Sorry to ask this Dash, but what do you like the best here? I don't want to disappoint you after all that, well, disappointment." She bit her lip and let out a slight giggle as a burst of heat spread through her form again, before putting a hoof to the back of his head and pushing him back down. He chuckled and continued his pleasuring, quickly building her excitement into a crescendo of steadily building arousal.

Jason shifted his focus upwards to her clit, and she moaned out again. He smiled and hummed to himself, speeding up as her legs pressed together around his head. But at the rate he'd been going before, she should've come by now. Jason pushed harder into her before a hoof to his head kept him from continuing. He glanced between her soaked vagina and her blushed face, a look of total confusion etched across his face.

"Dash, what are you doing?"

"I'm- I'm telling you what I want."

"You could've told me that earlier, now I feel stupid." He moved a hoof forward, trying to continue providing her with stimulation. "So what is it?"

"Well, can you just- fuck me again?" He looked down, giving her a shake of the head.

"Maybe in a minute." He said, looking down at his mostly unready member.

"Just- I don't care about all that clit play, I'd rather just have you inside me. I'm not really as sensitive...there, it's just not as good when there isn't anything else going on." She said, her expression wilting quickly.

"Hey, I'd rather it be harder to give you what you want anyway. All your little quirks just make things more fun."

"You don't think that's weird?" She asked, gasping from his slow, unrelenting strokes against her vulva.

"Seriously? It's not like I care that you aren't the same as other girls, I'd rather have you be unique. And this way," He pushed his hoof harder into her, drawing another gasp as she tried to thrust into him. "I get to provide you with more of the pleasure. And as selfish as that may sound depending on how you look at it, it's also pretty arousing for me." He wrapped his hooves around her chest, flapping his wings and pulling her upwards before landing with her on his lap as he leaned against the bed.

"And you look eager to get started." She said with a smirk. "It's about time."

"Oh shush. It's not like you don't find this pleasurable, I don't see why you're complaining." He lifted her up and carefully lowered her back down, chuckling at her long, drawn out moan as she slid downward onto his regular member, sensitive from the orgasm he'd already had. She was so tight when he was like this, something that he always looked back on as impossible, an exaggeration, at least until that magical moment where he first hilted himself and realized his mistake.

Dash felt like she was in an equal state of short-lived contentedness, but in a completely different way. She moaned as he went further inside, spreading her apart with slight impulses of pain that only made her feel more in love with the stallion that she felt impossibly close to. She eventually felt his hips against her own and let out a sigh, the feeling of complete fullness registering in her brain as his slow, strong heartbeat provided her with isolated blips of extra pleasure.

"I'm trying to give you something new this time around, by not bouncing around like crazy." She eventually replied with her eyes closed, Jason fully sheathed inside her, letting off tingles of excitement and arousal. "And let me tell you, I'll never have the patience for this again." Dash wiggled her hips, growing more and more impatient by the second. "But that only works to a point, Jason." She continued after a few moments, trying to speed him up.

"I know, I'm just remembering the moment here." He said with a chuckle, before he heavily wrapped his arms back around her, positioning them under her wings, which seemed almost more erect than his. He moved her upwards as he arched his back, credited with another moan as he felt her slip up against his chest, nearly to the head of his cock before he let her back down. His stomach was warm with their combined juices, which for some reason only made him feel closer to the mare plastered against his form, rather than disgusted.

Every time, Dash realized, he managed to find the perfect position for things, and she was never disappointed. Now was no exception, she thought as she tapped his hips again. It wasn't the pounding she had demanded before they had started, but that didn't matter this late in the game. At least now, this wasn't just lustful rutting, it had substance, an underlying reasoning that only seemed to heighten her pleasure. She found herself worrying less about release and more about the stallion she was being pleasured by, attempting to show him some signal that she enjoyed his actions, that she'd rather this be drawn out than end immediately.

All she managed was a few random kisses on his chest and a heavy rub on his wing, which judging by his reaction, he seemed to like. He hilted again and held her there, for only so long a time for her to both enjoy the fullness and yet still desire more. It was a careful balance between pleasure and patience that he seemed to be commanding so well. And was probably a fluke, knowing him, she thought with a slight mental laugh.

Jason adjusted his arms so that he could play with her wing joints, toying with the tender spot where they joined her back. His hot and heavy breath filtered down over her shoulder as hugged her tighter, dipping and turning his head to pepper the lower back of her neck with kisses. She found herself if a state of total bliss as he pushed in and spread her flesh again, and another spark of pleasure traveled up her spine. Her moans became louder as she neared her peak, her walls clenched down, and just like that she got the release she'd waited so long for.

Jason grunted as Dash came, listening to her cry out as her normally soaked lips got even wetter, a small wave of extra juices covering his balls in warmth. Her normally tight passage repeatedly clamped to near vice-like proportions, making it hard for him to think straight, let alone keep from coming. But as Dash convulsed again, he drew her up, only an inch or so before she stopped him with another clench, and slammed her back down against his hips, hearing a heavy gasp in response.

She could only feel a haze of pleasure from the entire moment, while she reveled in some of the greatest pleasure she'd ever felt. Jason slammed his hips into her and her orgasm somehow intensified for a moment, making her feel like she might just melt into his arms. The haze quickly deteriorated, and as it turned out she hardly cared. Jason stared at her for a moment before pressing his muzzle into hers, leaving out any hint of lust. They stayed there for a moment, kissing and exploring each other's mouths like they'd been doing it for years, without any hint that they wanted to stop

"Have fun?" He asked eventually, pulling away. "You looked like you did."

She tried to speak, before clearing her throat and trying again. "Yeah, thanks. Whatever you did, it was amazing." She leaned over to kiss him, before he stopped her with a hoof to the cheek.

"You don't need to thank me, I just want to see you happy."

"But it doesn't feel as good for you, I don't think."

"Even if it doesn't," He paused. "I don't care." Jason shifted uncomfortably as she kissed him again, and she quickly pulled away.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm just--It hurts to be this hard and not do anything." She could see what he meant, there wasn't a hint of a waver inside her passage as his meat almost seemed to be patiently waiting. Dash felt herself immediately want him to take her again, especially with that at his disposal.

"You didn't come?" She asked, almost flabbergasted. After all that, she'd expected- well, she was pretty surprised.

"No, I figured if you wanted another, I'd be ready." He replied. "But if we're going to, this really isn't comfortable."

"Only on two conditions." She said, knowing full well that she would agree to anything that kept him inside her at this point, regardless of his normal ability to not go straight for his own pleasure. She felt a little guilty about that, actually. "You mount me like you refused to before,"

He shifted again, grunting lightly. She couldn't keep from moaning herself, even without much actual stimulation. Maybe it was just the mental image of everything he had resting in her passage like that. "And the second?"

"We do it in another room." She watched him lean back against the bed and sigh in annoyance, although the smile never left his face.

"Fine." She giggled and slowly got up, trying to give Jason the best view she could as her face grew a little more red. "You better stay that hard, I don't want to be disappointed." Jason got to his feet and took a step forward, his dick slapping lightly against his stomach. He stared down between his legs for a moment before trying to lift off. His stiff wings wouldn't yield, and he was stuck staring at a smirking Dash.

"Pegasi aren't too mobile like this, are they? Or changelings, I guess..." He asked, taking another step with a corresponding slap noise and a slight groan

"I guess not." She replied, giggling at his posture. He took a few quick steps until he was beside her, and wrapped an arm around her neck, starting them both towards the door.

She could feel his dick rub against her side every time they took a step, hell, it felt like his elbow was digging into her flesh. He was definitely right about how hard he was, like it wasn't painfully obvious when he was inside her only a minute prior. She muffled another giggle about the fact that she was stringing him along like this. But given the fact that however long he lasted she got, at least until he was ready again, she tried to keep her movement to a minimum. His nibbling didn't help, yanking lightly at her mane and ears, briefly sticking a hoof back to rub at a wing... It was driving her crazy. She needed this, right now. Even after what she'd just had and how tired she may be, it was just so intoxicating, so addictive.

Dash sped up, reaching the bottom of the stairs and looking around briefly before almost sprinting over to the kitchen counter. Jason could hardly keep up on three hooves and fell with a 'wumph' as she arrived.

"Thanks for making that easy." He said to Dash, more than just a hint of sarcasm in his voice. She bit her lip and leaned over the side of the counter as she swept most of the stuff off the table, letting her hooves lie in front of her head as she looked back.

"Come on Jason..." She said, and he chuckled, moving up behind her and taking a few quick licks at her marehood, which smelled so sweet, making him wish he could taste it. He would soon. Next time at the latest. She moaned at the sensations that played around her backside, heightening her arousal but feeling like they gave no actual stimulation at such an early stage even with how sensitive she had become. Jason took one more lick before he changed positions and reared up, placing his hooves on either side of her head awkwardly. His member slid along the outside of her opening and below her lips, making her moan in lust as he pulled his hips back again, carefully lining himself up before-

"Oh!" She yelled, reveling in the wave of pleasure that wracked her body as Jason first penetrated her vagina.

"You have some strange fantasies, Dash." He said with a breathy chuckle. "Is this right? This position?"

"Yeah, you're fine." She said, a little hurriedly. "This isn't a fantasy anyway, this is how most ponies do it. Now come on, you're not supposed to keep a mare waiting."

"Oh, is that what they say?" He asked, drawing himself back and wrapping a hoof around her chest. "I guess you better tell me if I'm up to par then." Without giving her time to respond he slammed himself back in, eliciting a moan from Dash as she was rapidly filled again and her body accepted his length with a slight squeeze. He waited a moment and shifted his hooves before pulling back out again and quickly slapping back against her rear as he tried to find a rhythm and a good position.

Luckily it didn't take him long before he was all out ravaging her, jostling her around in ways that only made her feel hotter. She loved the roughness, the speed. But more than that, she loved the fact that it was Jason behind every thrust, every tingle of warmth and pleasure that radiated through her form as she thrust herself backwards, begging him to get deeper. He sped up a little more and she felt his balls start to lightly slap her clit, bringing in a new set of pleasures on top of the old ones.

"Ah! Grab my mane!" Dash yelled, feeling him grip it with a hoof a moment later. "No, with your teeth! Rut me as fast as you can, I can take it!" Jason grunted before gripping a few locks of her hair roughly and pulling back in a way that made her folds seem to heat up to a fever pitch as he pushed her down against the counter.

"I'm not saying you can't take it." He said between breaths, his cock giving a telltale twitch inside her, "But I'm having trouble doing the same like this."

"Just-I'm close, don't stop!" Not like she didn't already know, with all the twitching and pre that she could feel so strongly, threatening to send her over the edge already.

He smiled and managed to speed up, intensifying the lewd sounds that emanated from the kitchen. Dash felt so close, and as if she might just catch fire if she didn't release. But the feelings just kept building up and up without the end seemingly in sight, despite her prior expectancy that it was. Her tongue hung out of her mouth as she panted, twisting her head around and kissing at whatever part of Jason she could reach before her brain checked out again, letting her frolic in the amazing feelings flowing all over. She could feel Jason's cock expand inside her, growing that extra bit that always managed to make her feel totally full after she'd started to get used to his size, expanding her to the point where she felt that any more would make her burst.

Jason's arms wrapped around her chest more tightly, and her mind barely registered the fact that her back hooves were no longer touching the ground as Jason pulled her backside slightly upwards. And with the new angle he could thrust harder and faster, and she was just an onlooker suddenly, a fortunate receiver of the pleasure that he was providing, throwing her nerves into overdrive. She was moaning like there was no tomorrow, trying to vocalize her elation, and her increasing closeness to the climax that was rapidly approaching, making the back of her thighs tingle in excitement. It was the hottest thing she could imagine, being lifted like that. She almost came right there, but she'd resolved to make sure she felt that heat inside her before she did.

But for Jason it was no picnic, as her passage advertised Dash's muscled form and clenched tightly at his shaft whenever he pulled out. He wanted, more than anything, to just let himself go like he had before, erupt into her brilliant heat and wetness that only served to heighten the ridiculous pressure that had built from their slow, deliberate love making before to their current rutting. Every time he thought he was in control, he just ended up rising a new plateau of pleasure regardless of how hard he tried to hold back.

But the pressure that had built up seemed to finally start to heighten to the top of the dam, and he knew he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Dash, I can't- I'm gunna come." He said, letting go of her mane for a few seconds.

"Oh yeah?" She let out a long moan, clenching around his shaft. "Go, do it. I want you to give it to me, I need it so bad!" Dash finished with a yell, pushing her head back down into the counter and shutting her eyes.

That was enough to send him over as his dick started to pulse. He got in a few more thrusts as Dash's pleasure finally caught up with her, and she cried out as the first strands of his cum erupted inside her, bringing that nearly scalding sensation that was almost better than the orgasm itself. She felt him squeeze his arms around her tightly, stroking along her wings just right in a way that drew out her pleasure, although she doubted it was intentional.

Time seemed to crawl by, and it felt like ages before Jason was finished shaking and convulsing over her back, not that his end wasn't without some disappointment. He stayed above her, trying not to put a severe amount of weight onto her shaking legs. Funny, she hadn't remembered them shaking. It got a little better as Jason lowered her back down to the ground, and she realized that the tips of her hooves had gone numb, a tingling that helped contribute to the afterglow. She backed away from the counter and collapsed in a heap, pulling herself free, before Jason hunkered down next to her.

"That was... It was amazing." She said, poking him in the chest. "I told you the traditional way was good."

"Maybe sometimes." He said, putting an arm over her form. "But I'd rather be diverse. How fun do you think that'd be if we just kept doing it that way?"

"If it was anything like that, I don't think I'd have a problem." She replied. He chuckled, before slowly pulling himself back to his hooves and picking her up. "Woah!" She started, her eyes slightly askew as he placed her on his back. "You want to go again?"

"Only if you can talk me into it, I'm pretty tired. Actually, I'm probably too far gone." Jason said as he walked up the stairs slowly, back into their room.

"Why not just sleep here?" She asked.

"Because I don't want to fall asleep in the middle of the living room in case Scoots gets home early."

"Ah, that would be pretty strange." She paused. "But if you do want a round three, I'll be ready."

"That's not much of an argument." He replied with a chuckle, laying down on the bed and closing his eyes. "You're really amazing at all this, I hope you know that."

She pulled herself up to his back, still slightly sticky from before. Not that he cared, with the afterglow and everything else, he was too tired. And somehow, he didn't think he'd care anyway even if he was wide awake..

"You're pretty great yourself." She said quietly. "That was so awesome."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." Jason replied, feeling himself slacken as a sense of complete exhaustion overwhelmed him. He was out cold in a matter of minutes, feeling a blanket fall over his features as he dozed off.

Jason awoke to what he could only describe as- well, he couldn't really describe it. His hoof felt like it was too hot, and yet it was pleasurable in the same way it was when Dash played with his horn or his wings. It took him a minute to become conscious enough to realize that Dash was the obvious culprit, and he slowly opened his eyes to see her experimenting with one of his fore hooves.

"Does it feel good?" She asked once she noticed that he had woken up.

"It's like the middle of the night, what are you doing?"

"I couldn't sleep, I got all worked up. I was just stroking at your mane for a while, but then I kinda stroked your horn instead, and you looked like you liked it. So that's what I've been doing for the past twenty minutes, except I tried your hoof."

"I'm not sure to ask for more or be creeped out." He sighed, realizing that he was already fairly aroused. "You want one more?"

"You look pretty tired." She said plainly.

"I am, I'm not sure if I want to do anything." He replied, rubbing his eyes. "What were you expecting?"

"Nothing, really. But imagine me, slammed up against the wall, screaming out in oof!"

"You asked for it." He said, before picking her up and doing just that. "But I'm putting my spin on things." He wrapped her tail around a hoof as he pushed her chest against the wall, feeling her arch her back and try to shove herself towards him.

"Jason, come on, give it to me."

"Oh, you sound a little too much like you're just here for the sex." He accused, roughly pushing her against the wall again.

She paused for a second before catching on. "Oh, you're right, I'd have anypony." He looked down and briefly lined up his by now erect length before thrusting inside, hearing her cry out as pleasure worked its way through her system. He wrapped his arms around her midsection and drew his hips back, starting a rhythm that quickly sped up to rival what they had ended with before.

"That's what I thought, you slut. Look at you, loving every second of this." She only nodded in reply, letting her tongue hang out of her mouth again. Jason smiled, knowing by now the symbolism of that look and enjoying the fact that he could provide for her like this.

Dash's mind was overwhelmed, and only became more muddled as Jason sped up his pace, getting past the point where her muscles could keep up with his rhythm. She was just twitching down there and reveling in pleasure, feeling almost as if she would start melting against the wall, just like she had felt like before when he'd been so slow and romantic.

"Oooh... Jason, go faster!" She yelled, shutting her eyes tightly and moaning again. Jason could feel her juices running down his legs, dripping into the cloud floor below. He took a heavy breath, pulling himself more tightly against her shoulders before thrusting as fast as he could. The effect was immediate, as Dash's moaning increased in both volume and frequency, her walls seemingly confused by the rapid fire thrusts, unable to conform and clench the way they normally seemed to.

Dash was almost in a daze as Jason continued to rut her, but nevertheless started pushing her hips against his in near perfect time, trying to get Jason further inside than he was already. She realized with a slight giggle that they'd given up all manner of dirty talk, apparently forgotten in the heat of the moment. "You-you call this rutting?" She asked, trying to act like it didn't feel amazing.

"No." He said simply, pulling on her tail slightly. "I wouldn't call this..urg..rutting." He pulled out quickly and turned her around, pushing her back heavily against the wall and missing a few times before he succeeded in penetrating her again. "Now this on the other hand..." He smiled at Dash, before drawing back and pounding against her as he felt her hind legs grapple around his back.

"H-how do you always find positions like this? Y-y-you're so d-deep it's-" She went nearly silent for a moment. "Oh fuck t-that felt good."

"Glad you- like it as much as I do." He grunted in response, shooting her a slight smile. Dash was starting to tighten already, and he slowed his thrusts slightly in favor of making them heavier. He was rewarded with a few moans as her arms tightened, tugging and rubbing at his wings in such a way that his back lit up in pleasure. Not that he ever thought he'd get used to that. Jason realized that he'd slowed down slightly and revamped his efforts, feeling his dick pulse in time with one of her contractions.

"Oh, I'm gonna-" She let a heavy breath out. "Kiss me. Please?" She asked, tilting her head slightly off the wall as he met her lips, feeling her let out a long moan as she clamped down, shivering as she held onto him tighter, and waves of pleasure slowly cascaded over her form, hazing her vision as Jason forced himself inside as far as he could, filling her in the sudden jerks between her muscle clenches. But something was missing, he hadn't come again, dammit. "You know, I like it a lot more if you come with me." She said after a few moments, allowing her eyes to droop as he carefully fell backwards onto the bed.

"Sorry, I just wasn't, there." He said, sighing.

"It's no big deal, I can just focus on you now."

"I don't see any other stallions around, weren't you already doing that?" He asked with a slight smirk, sliding himself in a little more as she moaned.

"I feel selfish, you only ever seem to care about me, and I don't want to just constantly be on the receiving end."

"I'm totally fine with that, like I said. Who else would I care about?"

"That's not what I mean. I just feel like I'm taking advantage of you. And...that." She said, pointing to her belly, which she could swear looked a little larger than usual. She could feel her now more sensitive passage massaging his length, keeping him aroused and hard, not that he probably wouldn't usually be that way. "Just humor me, okay?"

"Fine, be my guest." He said, rolling onto his back with her in his arms. "I'm all yours. Just be warned that if I pass out, it's probably not your fault."

"Yeah, you really like to sleep, huh?"

"Don't push this, I could've just pretended to fall back asleep earlier."

"Yeah, but then that wouldn't have happened." Dash replied, pointing at the wall. She took on a sultry look again, stroking down the side of one of his wings. "And I know you liked it," She rubbed her stomach. "If this is any indication."

"Do you know what the word tease means?" He asked, shifting uncomfortably.

"Yeah, this is for your silly idea that I want to be the center of this." She said, standing up and pulling off with a slight suctioning noise that made Jason groan.

"I never said-" He was cut off as she leaned down to kiss him, battling with his tongue as she let out a slight giggle, still playing with one of his wings.

"I know, now shush. Let me have my fun." Dash finished, leaning down again and carefully licking at his horn. He grunted and shivered, clearly enjoying her treatment already. She leaned down, pushing her chest against his as she nipped at an ear.

"Enjoying this already, huh?"

"I think so." He said, his breathing speeding up. "It's not like I've ever felt these things in any depth."

Dash giggled. "I know, they're probably still pretty sensitive." Her sultry look became a genuine smile, watching Jason groan in pleasure.

"Can I- finish like this?"

"I dunno, I don't think so. But with the hooves too, I can get you a lot closer, maybe." She went back to his horn, rubbing a hind leg against the inside of one of his thighs, bumping his testicles every so often. Dash could tell he didn't seem to know what to think, given the still slightly confused reactions to any of her pleasuring. But she knew she liked being in control like this, with him at her mercy to tease at her will.

She couldn't say she felt the will to tease him, however, even if most of her need for release had seemed to dissipate. That wasn't really surprising, but when she came, she didn't want to continue for the pleasure. Well, not only for that. It was nice, being wrapped up with him while they were connected in such a way. She just- it made her feel more than physically full, she loved how it made her feel, emotionally. Sure, there was the love and the lust, admittedly a lot of the latter, but in a way, even if she was kept in a constant state of arousal with no end in sight, she'd be happy with him like this, as long as she was filled.

His dick rubbed against her folds and she moaned, grinding herself downward slightly. She wanted to feel it again, whether she'd finish or not. Dash sucked at his horn a few more times, being careful to miss the sharp tip as Jason moaned again.

Ever since she'd started, he'd started to almost buzz, aroused in a way he couldn't really explain. It was warm, and it made him want her even more. But he felt almost content to lay here, feel the jolts of pleasure coming from all the appendages he hadn't had before. Besides the holes in his legs, but she hadn't paid much attention to those.

His dick flexed against her folds as she shifted, pressing her annoying tease onto his tip. For once, Dash seemed to have more patience than he did, continuing her wing rubs and tongue motions on his horn as she slowly spread herself, taking in about an inch and almost appearing to kiss it with a flex. Jason groaned, realizing he was much closer to coming then he'd thought.

"I'm not going to last that much longer." He said through his rapid pants, hardly able to think through the bouquet of feelings assaulting his mind.

"You better come inside this time." She said. "I already missed one of your's today, I'm not missing another."

"Are you going to- finish also?"

"This isn't about me, don't even worry about it, alright?" Dash asked, squeezing herself around his shaft. She could feel his heartbeat so easily right now, the slight expansion and contraction that she wished was even stronger. Not that she could complain, he was probably close to as fit as she was. She let out a quiet coo as she pulled herself up, feeling a slight drip of pre touch a sensitive spot inside her, making her marehood erupt in sudden pleasure.

It took her a moment to regain her train of thought as she pulled herself off, hearing a groan of dissatisfaction from Jason. "Oh shush." She said into his ear, pushing him into a sitting position and holding him from behind. "You'll like how this ends anyway."

In some cruel sense, she liked teasing him like this. But then again, she felt sorry for him, especially given the idea that he'd already made her come, something she could still feel tingles from now that she thought about it. Dash stroked one of his wings, watching it buzz before she bit down lightly on the thin spot that connected it to his back.

Jason arched his spine, letting out a breath that almost seemed to say he hadn't been expecting it. Dash grinned, reaching up a stiff wing tip to rub at his horn. "You seemed to like that one." She murmured, nipping at his other wing base.

"You need to remind me to do this to you." He said, arching his back again. It felt like he was on fire, her touching and teasing feeling at any moment like he would go over the point of no return. It was a strange sensation, for all the twitching and inadvertent thrusts that he'd performed by now, unable to climax but unsure that he'd want to. He chuckled. "I'm no-ot going to b-beg." Jason mumbled, grinding a hoof into the cloud bed as he tried to keep from rubbing his dick, still sparkling slightly in Dash's juices.

"I don't want you to." She replied, putting her head on his shoulder and turning his head to steal a kiss. "Just tell me how good this feels." Dash carefully got out from behind him, straddling his chest again, just above the tip of his cock. She moved back ever so slightly, brushing her flank against the tip in a way that made it light up in pleasure, ever closer to climax but still unyielding.

"How did you figure out how to keep me this c-close?" He asked with a husky voice, unable to catch his breath.

"I guess it's just something I do." She replied cryptically, grabbing his length at the base and lining it up with her pussy. "Now, let's see how much you still have in those balls of yours." Dash finished, quickly sliding downward until she hilted herself. "Oh, I'll never get tired of this." She said, returning her attention to his wings and horn, watching the telltale signs that Jason was about to come. The leg twitch, the way his chest seemed to cool...

She hardly wasted a moment, squaring her stance and pulling up, almost immediately reversing the motion and crashing into his hips.

It only took three thrusts of hers before any attempts to hold back failed and Jason could feel a tingling sensation that started in his horn and spread across his body, making him go tense from feelings he couldn't begin to explain. Then the tingles got to his dick, and he seemed to explode inside Dash as she wrapped her hooves around his chest tightly, still bobbing her flank as she watched his face stick into an expression she knew she made herself on numerous occasions. It was like the feeling he got when he came normally had spread out to his wings, his horn, the tips of his hooves even, and he could hardly begin to think that it was real.

It felt like ages before he came down, an aftershock blurring his vision for a moment as Dash's lips came into contact with his. He almost didn't know what to think about what had just happened, it seemed impossible that he could feel that good for even an instant, let alone as long as he had, even if that only amounted to a few seconds.

"How was it?" Dash asked, twisting her flank and making him grunt.

"The best." He replied tiredly, kissing her again. "But I guess that's to be expected from you, huh?"

"You've gotta believe it." She replied with a grin that looked just as tired as his.

"I love you so much." Jason mumbled. "Not just for this, but for everything."

"Love you too." Dash confirmed, rolling to the side and onto her back next to him. "You come a lot when you're really exited." She noted. "We'll have to do this again. And knowing me, I'll probably want that to be in a couple days."

"You don't have to plot our next round or sexcapades night we have a set." He replied with a chuckle, wrapping his arms around her again.

"I'm going to be sore tomorrow." She muttered. "You'll have to cuddle with me, make me feel better."

"I don't think of a better way to spend a few hours." He replied, passing out almost immediately with the mare he probably didn't deserve wrapped in his hooves.

Author's Notes:

It's been a while, I guess. This is still hard to do, by the way. Ha, 'hard'. I'm just going to stop thinking about this now...

This is a long clop chapter (8,888 words by the way). Really long, in my opinion. But that explains why there was such a big gap, I suppose.

I did some stuff differently here, probably because my writing style has changed slightly. So tell me what you think, I guess, what you liked and didn't. I'd like to know, seeing as I'm still kinda taking shots in the dark here.