Daring Do and Rainbow Dash and the Trials of Temptation
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Chapter 7
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Daring Do and Twinkle Sparkler and the Several Snakes, Chapter 1

"The snakes!", shouted Daring Do, as the two adventurers found themselves in each others arms as the deadly snakes slithered and writhed towards them, hissing and spitting as they went.

"Daring, we have to escape!" shouted Twinkle, the bookish, purple companion of the famous adventurer, applying her unparalleled powers of deduction and coming up with the only possible action. Flaring her horn, the lavender mare started the spell that would hopefully save their lives, staring into Daring Do's eyes while she breathlessly recited the instructions.

A snake lunged, baring its fangs and snapping at them in mid air, quickly flying towards Daring Do's exposed throat. Then it stopped, as if striking an invisible wall.

"Thank Celestia, my snake repelling spell worked!" celebrated Twinkle, her passion for creating needlessly specific spells finally paying off. Looking around, she saw the snakes surround them, trying to slither past the impenetrable barrier, but failing.

"Okay, but how do we escape?" queried Do. Several seconds passed. Twilight's face fell, her ears drooping.

"They'll get bored eventually. I hope." she said, defeated. "I hate snakes."

Twinkle's hatred of snakes was only matched by her bravery and charm, and her sharp wit and intelligence. It was those qualities that caused Daring Do to ask her to accompany her on this dangerous mission into the temple of snakes, to retrieve the snake statue of the last snake king of the snake empire. That would have to wait until morning now, it seemed, the sun already starting to dip below the small angle that gave them light in the thick forest surrounding the temple.

"I guess we'll just have to set up camp here, then!" announced Daring Do as she grew bored with antagonising a particular snake, poking the back of its head and then pulling her hoof back before it could react. "Pity we lost all our camping gear to that Manticore attack, though!"

Twilight winced, she hadn't been fast enough to jump out of the way and cast her Manticore repulsion spell (The one that had won her several awards from Celestia's school for talented Unicorns) and it had ripped straight through their tent, rendering it quite useless.

"No matter", she said after several seconds of thinking, "I'll just conjure up another!"

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Daring Do asked, but it was too late, and Twinkle was already closing her eyes in concentration. Conjuration spells were typically very difficult, and managing to conjure anything at all was a feat beyond most unicorns. Twinkle Sparkler felt quite capable of performing this relatively simple spell, however - just a few sheets of material, some supports, maybe a fireplace. Nothing to it.

It was a long spell, and Twilight quickly found herself absent mindedly thinking about what had happened before she had left. In recognition for her achievements and the advancements she'd made in the field of magical sciences, Celestia had requested a personal meeting. She should have figured it out from the candles, or the way she was invited into Celestia's private room, but the meeting hadn't been about magical theory at all. Well, unless you counted the things Celestia could do with her horn.

The distraction of thinking about that was quite enough to unbalance the conjuration spell, all of the built-up energy that had been constructing itself into hard objects falling into chaos. The spell needed release, and quick, or it would feed back into Twinkle's horn and could do some serious damage!

Thinking quick, she brought up the structure of the simplest object she knew how to conjure up - thick, goopy chocolate pudding. The relatively huge amount of energy put into the tent translated easily to its loose structure, and a huge ball of delicious brown treat quickly formed in the air.

"Uh, Twinkle, is that-" Daring Do started, before the conversion process finished and both Twinkle and the chocolate pudding fell to the ground, the latter splashing all over the two mares.

"What the hay am I doing with my life?", Twilight asked, as she realised what she had just written and decided to shelve it for now, for it was late and she had an unmistakable heat emanating from her loins - while Spike was away, the mare would play.

Rainbow Dash looked up. Several long moments later, she blinked. She hadn't been expecting that. More importantly, she was irritated with Twilight for not finishing that. Her face broke out in a smirk as she realised how much fun she could have teasing her unknowing purple object of adoration about this. Her smirk vanished as she realised that not only did Twilight know, she had already been rejected.

The note was her last hope, and Dash scooped it up with exactly the enthusiasm you'd expect from a mare grabbing onto the one last chance of having the pony of her dreams.

"Dear Rainbow Dash,
I don't really know how to write this down, most of my letters are about good things that have happened, and what I've learned. This one isn't.

Twilight, just try! Spike, I a- are you writing that down? You wrote down what YOU said? You're writing down what I'm saying? Stop it! No, just... carry on.

Dear Rainbow Dash,
Today I learned that just because somepony is your friend doesn't mean you understand them. Just because somebody seems impenetrable on the outside doesn't mean they don't have feelings, and just because they joke around sometimes doesn't mean that's all they do. Today I learned that the only thing that hurts more than breaking somepony else's heart, is realising you've broken your own too.
Your reciprocating lover,
Twilight Sparkle"

Dash dropped the note and went to find her dictionary. Whatever Twilight thought of her writing, Dash DID know how to use one. R... was that one before or after P?

Rainbow Dash eventually found it, settling on the entry for 'reciprocating', and reading the definition with glee. Twilight loved her back. Twilight loved her back!

"Twilight loves me back!", Dash shouted as she streaked through the air towards Ponyville, her voice carrying on the wind and scaring farm animals, wild creatures, and Fluttershies alike.

The journey to Twilight's treehouse was a short one, Dash's wings beating harder than ever to get her there as quickly as possible. Only the ten thousand bit fine kept her from breaking the sound barrier and likely demolishing half of Ponyville.

Twilight sat there, wordlessly, in the middle of the main room of her library, a hopeful expression on her face as Dash flew through the open window and landed feet away from her.

"Please don't hate me" she started, "I do-"

Twilight's apology, or confession, or statement, or whatever it was going to be was cut off by the sort of lunge only a practised, talented Pegasus like Dash could achieve, locking lips once more in an embrace that, this time, was indeed reciprocated. Dash may not know much, but she knows that nopony could fake the way Twilight's breath grew just that little bit hotter, or the way her heart beat even faster than Dash's did mid-race, or the way that her brain's ability to think of all these ways was being slowly strangled by the overwhelming knowledge that she was kissing Twilight Sparkle, and by Celestia, did it feel good.

What seemed like hours later, Twilight broke the kiss, leaving Dash to sit down breathlessly, wordlessly, and thoughtlessly in front of her, staring into each other's eyes and waiting for the other to speak.

"Da-" "Twi-"

"No, you first", both offered in perfect chorus. As if they were puppets on the same string, both fell backwards laughing, appreciating the great irony that now both of them could freely talk about their feelings, they still couldn't quite manage it. Neither knew how to put it into words anyway.

Dash's years of training, and the tight relationship she had with her own body, gave her the second option of not putting it into words at all. A single beat of her wings later, Dash had propelled herself over to land on top of her still giggling partner - they were partners now! - to once again look A single beat of her wings later, Dash had propelled herself over to land on top of Twilight and look upon her no-longer-oblivious, still-gorgeous face.

"Y'know", Dash whispered, "you never finished that story, 'Twinkle'"

Twilight blushed - nopony was meant to have been able to see the similarities between her and Twinkle Sparkler. Dash knew her well, and paid a lot of attention to her, that was the only explanation. "Well, mare, ee-" Twilight whispered back, being periodically interrupted by Dash planting light kisses around her neck, or the way she nuzzled her head into her mane and breathed deeply, or the way her weight shifted and pressed against her, or so many other things, "su-ooh-rely we could continue r-aah-ight here?"

Dash would like that. Twilight knew Dash would like that, the smell wafting from her lower body told her that, and more. One thing Twilight had made sure to keep in mind when writing the character of Twinkle was that making her anywhere near as powerful as she really was would make the self-insert obvious. Wheras Twinkle took several minutes to create that much pudding, Twilight could create more before Dash could ask "How long'll it ta-aaaagh"

The vast quantities of fresh, warmed chocolate spread flowed out across the room, waves breaking against the invisible anti-chocolate barriers protecting Twilight's bookshelves and covering the two mares in a thick coating. Dash, hugging close to Twilight for protection, looked up, hoping the downpour was over.

The lump of chocolate sticking to Twilight's horn gave way, splashing down onto Dash's nose and covering the last clean spot she had. Dash's wet tongue quickly found its way onto Twilight's chest, stroking upwards and gathering the delicious treat from the even more delicious mare's seductive form. As Dash reached the edge of Twilight's neck, her eyes shot open - she had an idea!

"Wait there, Dash!" she commanded, vanishing in a flash of light. The pudding that had previously coated her only maintained its shape for a moment, before collapsing inwards as the thick layer of pudding covering the library floor flowed to compensate, pulling Dash in with its currents. Moments later, Dash emerged spluttering and wiping the goo from her eyes. Where the hay had Twilight just gone?

Dash heard the magical whoosh moments after she caught the reflections of the flash above her as Twilight teleported back in. The world around her seemed to slow as her reactions reflexively increased, and she flexed her wings ready to dart out of the way to safety. She beat her powerful wings, expecting the regular surge of speed and the normal feeling of power and agility. She went nowhere, the thick chocolate impeding her movements and slowing her flaps. Twilight landed on top of her, the splash covering her in chocolate once more.

More moments later, Dash wriggled out and surfaced, coughing and spluttering as the blew the chocolate goo out of her nose and flailed wildly at her eyes until they were clear. Whatever Twilight did had better have been worth it.

Dash slowly rotated herself in the thick goo, and saw a beautiful sight. Twilight Sparkle, covered in thick, delicious chocolate pudding, with it rolling down her incredible body and sticking in her hair, making it messy and sticky, and Dash wanted it all over her. Almost as amazing was what was hanging, quite clean, in the air, in Twilight's magical grip. A perfectly made Daring Do costume, complete with hat.

"I'll play Twinkle", Twilight announced as she slipped Dash into the costume, neither of them really caring that the beautiful craftsmareship was to be ruined in their coming communal fiction idea session.

Dash knew she looked good in Daring Do's trademark gear, but Twilight's gaze confirmed it. The way she was biting her lower lip just from looking, or the way her eyes were screaming "take me now".

"Oh, Celestia, Do, I'm sorry!" exclaimed 'Twinkle' with a completely out of character grin.

"Oh, great, we can't raid the temple of the lost snake chief like this! How are we going to clean up now, Sprinkes?" whispered Dash, the words being the extent of her roleplaying as she slowly crawl-swam towards her target.

"Sparkler"

"Whatever" she whispered straight into Sparkler's ear as she wrapped a hoof around her, finally having made the short distance between them, and gave the fuzzy, matted ear a quick nibble, lapping up the brown pudding and leaving the remarkably prettier purple beneath.

The hat was quickly pushed away as Dash drove her head into Twinkle Sprinkle's ("Sparkler!") neck, each slow, sensual lap of her tongue taking away a little more of the dessert, even as subsequent movements lathered it back in, each movement of their bodies bringing more and more pudding up onto them both. Neither of them cared.

Dash wasn't entirely sure Twilight was even aware of it, as she floated in the sea of calories letting Dash have her way with her, running her tongue over every inch of the beautiful purple unicorn bit by bit. Licking up her neck, Dash couldn't resist a kiss, Twilight greedily returning it as she savoured the chocolatey taste from Dash's eager mouth, moaning slightly as Dash crawled up, rubbing their bodies against each other, easily lubricated by the delicious goo.

Moving further up still, Dash began her work on Twilight's horn, letting her tongue feel along the hard ridges and up the solid surface. Dash had never been one for research, she wasn't entirely sure whether unicorns could really feel anything in their horns. Twilight had answered her wordless query the moment Dash's tongue had started roughly scraping against its surface, though, a moment of raw pleasure escaping her lips before she managed to catch herself and muffle it with a hastily bitten hoof.

That being all the encouragement she needed, Dash pressed on, slipping the tip of Twilight's horn into her mouth and pushing down, licking it from all angles within her safe, relatively pudding-free confines. Twilight's hoof proving unsuited for the task, she quickly used the other leg to pull Dash in tight, burying her face into Dash's chest and screaming. Loudly. Using words that'd make Luna blush, and everypony had heard the stories there.

When Dash reached the bottom, and slowly began to draw out, she left a gleaming purple spear behind, and Dash couldn't help but notice the obvious phallic comparisons. It wouldn't, would it? It might.

Dash quickly pulled out and started to slowly crawl up Twilight's body, sliding their slimy bodies together, and feeling Twilight's heavy, hot breaths against her chest, then stomach, then - almost unbearably - the center of her current interests. Twilight did her best to impede Dash's progress, holding her tight despite the pudding making Dash's ascent almost frictionless, and then when she could, frantically lapping at Dash's slit, sucking away the chocolate covering to find the delicious, pink insides. Much as Dash wanted to, though, she couldn't give in to Twilight's eager, hungry, probing tongue. Not even as it whirled around her clit, or dove just a little bit inside of her. She had to keep going.

Eventually - thankfully - she managed to escape Twilight's tongue's zone of influence, sighing with relief as she realised she could stop resisting the irresistible. Normally she wouldn't bother, but right now, she had a plan.

That plan was simple, lie in chocolate and use the Unicorn race's phallic symbolism as an actual, honest-to-Celestia phallus. Dash thought, even if she said so herself, that it was an excellent plan.

Twilight agreed without a second - and barely a first - thought the very moment her purple horn penetrated Dash's blue body. Just the tiniest amount, the very tip finding its way inside, but the sensation was overwhelming to the young unicorn, her sensitive horn filling her mind with emotion, and feeling, the way Dash's body moved imperceptibly with every heartbeat, the way her magical instrument so effortlessly connected her to her lover, tapping their pleasure and feeding it back into herself. She hadn't known what Princess Luna had meant when she said that "Unicorns have the most fun", but now she was starting to. She felt like she could know every part of Dash, just from that tiny connection.

Then she felt like she could feel nothing, other than the waves of overwhelming pleasure as Dash pushed down, slowly impaling herself on her horn. The thin ridges brushed against her inner walls, sending sparks of pure emotion deep into both of their bodies, bouncing and amplifying between then through the magical conduit. Twilight did her best to open it back up to Dash and let her share in the combined feeling as much as she could, but concentration of any kind was difficult.

Every time Dash wiggled a little lower, Twilight was overwhelmed with mindless joy again, giving Dash the breathing room she needed to prepare for the next onslaught. It was never enough to prevent both of their cries from ringing out across the room, echoing against the soundproofed walls. She kept pushing until Twilight's horn was entirely inside of her, and then she rested, for just a moment.

Twilight had other ideas - the magic was building up in her body, and needed release. The last time magic had overwhelmed her like that was also Dash's fault, and had resulted in the destruction of one of Canterlot's many towers, not to mention mentally scarring her parents. Twilight decided she was fine with something that would repeat the latter, were her parents here.

Gathering what concentration she could, Twilight focussed on Dash's body - an easy task for her lust-addled mind - and grabbed hold, surrounding it with a strong red glow. Rainbow Dash was completely encased, practically unable to move, save for her head - she'd need that for the moaning, Twilight had decided. Gripping the rest of her, Twilight began to push, lifting Dash off of her horn slowly, centimetre by centimetre.

The rush of pleasure overwhelmed her once more, and Dash found herself flung a few feet across the room. Twilight silently thanked that she hadn't been trying to move Dash more than an inch, and wordlessly picked her back up, easily realigning her. Taking more care this time, she pulled Dash in, driving her stake directly up Dash's vagina.

Soon, she found herself getting into the rhythm, push and pull. Like any stallion would thrust, except the other way around, and it felt so much better than even her raciest books had ever described. Dash's head, though it was under her own control, lay dormant, her tongue lolling out and her eyes rolling up as the pleasure overwhelmed her, Twilight trying to feed as much of her own pleasure back into Dash as she could in order to maintain control of her magic.

As Twilight felt the force of Dash's body colliding with her forehead once more, just one of many other times, she felt a decidedly non-chocolate liquid slap against her, the droplets rolling down her face. Sticking out her tongue, she tasted one - it was familiar. It tasted like Dash had. The constant moaning from both parties had reached a crescendo, and the feeling Dash's ejaculate dripping all down her face and horn was easily enough to take Twilight to the next level, the added lubrication making Dash's continued journeys up and down her horn frictionless. Her control slipping, Twilight slowly returned most of the pleasure back to her.

The amplified, redirected, rebounded pleasure stuck her like a freight train, wiping her mind of all concious thought as her orgasm instantaneously began. Dash's limp, heavily gasping body was flung across the room, landing with a splash in the sea of pudding while Twilight's mind remained clouded with pleasure.

The wave of magic blew out from her horn as every remaining shred of control left Twilight's being, wiping away magical enchantments as it went. The pudding evaporated into nothingness, the anti-chocolate enchantments were nullified, the sound-proofing went poof, and any unicorn within a 5 mile radius that was actively using magic experienced just a tiny shred of the pleasure Twilight was currently under. That is to say, Rarity had the biggest orgasm of her life and ruined the dress she was making.

Come nightfall, Twilight eventually awoke from her exhausted slumber, finding herself in the much hardier Rainbow Dash's arms - Dash having awoken some time prior and crawled along.

"Dash", she whispered, "you sleeping?"

"No, you?"

"Not any more"

Dash's head nuzzled into Twilight's mane, and planted light kisses over the back of her neck. "Everything hurts, Twi. Even my wings are sore."

"Yeah, my horn feels like it's on fire" Twilight agreed, wincing slightly as she tried to perform a simple test spell, but failed. Burnout. Weaker unicorns might never cast a spell again, most would take weeks to recover. Twilight'd have to manage without magic for the whole next day.

"So...", Dash began.

"Yeah, let's do that again some time" Twilight agreed.

"Yeah."

There was so much more to be said. So many things they needed to tell each other, and so many stories of when they almost had before. There was planning to do, and talk of what happened next. There was Spike to talk about, or what their friends would think. The start of their relationship was very much not over. But talk like that was best left for when neither of their throats had been moaned raw, and when they both felt comfortable walking without worrying they'd collapse.

For now, the best plan was one they agreed on together - just lie there, doing nothing, in each other's arms, and hope the headaches would go away.