Tracing her tan lines


                                            >"Don't be such a stick in the mud, Anon!"

                                            "I'm no stick, dammit!"

                                            >Be Stick. No, no wait. Anon. That dude.

                                            >Also be awoken in bed having an altercation with Rainbow Dash about how you've been a muddy stick for most of the summer.

                                            "I went to the beach with you, didn't I?"

                                            >"That was -last- weekend! This is -this- weekend! We gotta be awesome as much as we can before summer ends!"

                                            "Ugh..."

                                            >Dash had roused you from your slumber far earlier then your used to on a Saturday morning.

                                            >The crack of noon.

                                            >It was nearing the end of the summer months here in magical horse world and Dash seemed adamant about spending as much time with you as she could.

                                            >She zips over to your closet, tossing out various shirts and pants at the cyclic rate and turns your floor into a modern art masterpiece made of clothes and garments.

                                            >It'll take MINUTES for you to throw it all back in.

                                            >"C'mon!" Dash says, throwing towels and a beach ball on your bed, "Get ready! The lake is awesome during this time."

                                            "Alright, alright, just give me a sec- MMF!"

                                            >She nails you in the face with your swim trunks.

                                            >"Less talky more get ready!"

                                            "Dammit!"

                                            >You see all your clothes around her on the floor. The image of her wearing one of your shirts, being extremely loose and hanging off her shoulder stuck in your head.

                                            >Perhaps her wearing it while laying on your bed after a night of hot romance...

                                            >Staring at you with bedroom eyes that could practically scream for all of Equestria to hear "Come and get me~".

                                            >Like that day at the beach...

                                            >Wait, no! You've already got morning wood! No need to get helmet head all fired up into a frenzy while the mare you totally don't have the hots for is in your room!

                                            >You remove the shorts from your head while Dash makes for your bathroom.

                                            >Seizing the moment; you grab a shirt off the floor, throw it on, pull up your shorts, and adjust yourself before helmet head can make himself known.

                                            >You hear a rustling and the sound of bottles hitting the tile floor in your bathroom.

                                            "Hey! Don't make a mess! You've already wreaked havoc in my room!"

                                            >The noise continues.

                                            >"Anon, Wheres your sunscreen?" Dash calls from the bathroom.

                                            >You facepalm.

                                            "Check the cabinet under the sink."

                                            >A few more cluttering sounds later...

                                            >"Found it!"

                                            "Wooo..." You cheer apathetically.

                                            >With some stretching, scratching, and a yawn, you're ready.

                                            >Now that the grogginess of being abruptly awoken was wearing off, the thought of spending they day "chillaxing" with Dash by the lake was starting to sound like a good day.

                                            >Sitting there next to each other...

                                            >Talking, conversing, hugging... maybe leading to se-

                                            >Stop it! Snap out of it bro.

                                            >A relationship of that caliber with this little horse was WAY to good to be true.

                                            >And if life has taught you something, is that when something -sounds- to good to be true...

                                            >At best, she'll toss you a pity handy and not even let you finish.

                                            >Would fit your track record with anyone of the opposite sex at least.

                                            >Fuck it, who cares. Still gonna be a great day.

                                            >Dash is a great friend and one of the very select ponies in this world who you could actually talk to beyond, "Yes. I am an alien."

                                            >"You ready?" Dash chirps, re-entering your room. Sunblock in hoof.

                                            >Your eyes meet hers.

                                            >You can't help but stare.

                                            >Gawking at her like a horny teenager during his first time in a Hooters joint.

                                            >Her vibrant, clear, magenta eyes enthralling you.

                                            >"Uhhh..."

                                            >The thought of being with her all day was now the best scenario you could imagine in this moment. You held a vivid image of yourself holding her close to your chest, running your fingers through her mane...

                                            >"Hey! Anon!" She clops her hooves together, "Don't get all weird on me!"

                                            >You snap out of it.

                                            "Uh, Yes! Yeah, I'm good to go."

                                            >"Sweet!"

                                            >You grab your shit and head out with her.


                                            >>

                                            >Sunlight shimmered and cascaded off the clear, crystalline waters of the lake just outside of Ponyville.

                                            >How this world was so damn clean and colorful is still an amazing thing to you.

                                            >You grew accustomed to seeing large, brown, and murky bodies of water anytime there WAS a body of water.

                                            >You sit in your lounging chair in the shade of a giant umbrella at the shore of the lake, watching Rainbow play and fly around with her tortoise.

                                            >Her tortoise outfitted with his own little pair of goggles and a magically charged propeller so he can fly with Dash.

                                            >It tugged at your heartstrings to see it whenever she'd talk to him...

                                            >It was as if he actually understood what she was saying.

                                            >"Check this out, Tank! Super dive!!"

                                            "Aww-AH!"

                                            >Dash rockets down into the lake, dousing you in the process. The water's cold touch caught you by surprise.

                                            "Damn! She made a splash that big? How such a tiny little pony could do such crazy shit is beyond me... magic is so overpowered."

                                            >It should have come as no surprise. The physical marvels she could perform that make her only somewhat of a celebrity in this place, would make her a wonder of the world back home.

                                            >Dash's head emerges from the water, swishing her mane side to side.

                                            >"Yeah!"

                                            >Tank hovers down to her.

                                            >"How'd I do?" She asks excitedly.

                                            >He blinks.

                                            >"YES! Top score!"

                                            >She erupts from the water and hugs tank's shell.

                                            >Hngg...

                                            >"Yo, Anon! You coming in or what??"

                                            "I'm lounging, thank you!" You reply, laying back and sighing deeply.

                                            >"Whats wrong? Scared of a little water?" She hollers back. "You haven't even taken off your shirt!"

                                            "If I take off my shirt, everyone within a twenty mile radius will be immediately assaulted by my sexually unbound upper half!"

                                            >"Yeah right!" She looks at Tank, "Hes totally scared."

                                            >Aw...

                                            >Tank nods.

                                            >Little bastard.

                                            "I told you, I'm not scared or anything I'm just-"

                                            >"Scaredy cat, scaredy cat, scaredy cat!" She mocks, bobbing her head side to side.

                                            >You narrow your eyes at her.

                                            >She smirks.

                                            >You rise to your feet and survey the scene.

                                            >Slowly, you circumcise your torso.

                                            "Oh, fucking yes!" You roar while striking a front double bicep, "You see'n this? You see'n this Dash??"

                                            >"I see somepony who needs to look in the mirror..."

                                            "Mm, say what you will Dash," You kneel, posing again and utilizing the sun to highlight cuts you don't actually have, "Your eyes are now pregnant!"

                                            >"Anon..."

                                            >You nod.

                                            "Y-yeah, I'm getting in."

                                            >You firmly plant your feet in the sand along the beach and take off, getting some speed before jumping as high as you can for a cannonball.

                                            "TALLY-HO MOTHERFUCKERS!"

                                            >You hit the water ass first, creating what you could only assume to be an amazing splash.

                                            >You surface.

                                            "Bwah! Woo!"

                                            >The sudden, invigorating embrace of the lake's cool water amidst the hot summer air felt invigorating.

                                            >As if every inch of your body were being gently caressed and explored by the water.

                                            "Oh god the water feels great."

                                            >"See? nothing to fear. You should start listening to me more." She crosses her forelegs and holds her chin up.

                                            "I was never-"

                                            >"Oh Tank," Dash grabs his shell and brings him to eye level with her, "How will we ever convince Anon to not be afraid and try new things?"

                                            >Sassy bitch...

                                            >"What can I do? I'm only one mare!"

                                            >Dash, being overly dramatic, rests her foreleg on her forehead.

                                            >Would honestly expect this from drama horse.

                                            "Dash, you can stop now."

                                            >"Oh no!" Dash covers her mouth with her hooves, "Tank! We offended him!"

                                            >Tank blinks.

                                            >"Do you think he'll ever find it in his heart to forgive us??"

                                            >Her eyes narrow, looking at you and giving the most smug grin.

                                            >You roll your eyes and sigh.

                                            "Okay..."

                                            >She snickers and gets back in the water, lazily floating away on her back.

                                            >"I -told- you you were gonna have fun if you came out with me."

                                            "Hmph, who says I'm having fun?"

                                            >"So that 'woo' was for show then?"

                                            >You look away.

                                            "...Shutup."

                                            >"Knew it!"

                                            >Fuck.

                                            "Yeah, okay I'll give that to you." You cross your arms, "What do you want? A freakin' medal?"

                                            >"Sure! I'll add it to my collection." She sighs in content, "Like I said, listen to me more often and we can do awesome stuff all the time!"

                                            "I'm just used to my own world for fun stuff. Thats all."

                                            >She stops, sitting back up and slowly swims closer to you.

                                            >"Like what?"

                                            "Like uh," Your eyes dart side to side, searching for the right answer, "like... uhm... being shirtless, being huge," You flex, "catching a tan!"

                                            >Rainbow inches ever closer, giving you the look.

                                            >"What else, big guy~?"

                                            >Suddenly it feels like theres peanut butter in your throat.

                                            "A-and uhm, *cough*" You raise your hands to the sky, as if you were holding something, "un-sinking the Titanic!"

                                            >Nailed it.

                                            >Rainbow finally stops, mere inches from your face and slowly flutters her eyes.

                                            >Again you're taken. Her clear, majestic, eyes that make you lose train of thought.

                                            >Dash's head leans forward, her snoot touching your nose.

                                            >"What about..."

                                            "..."

                                            >"Kissing your marefreind?"

                                            "I uh- mm!"

                                            >Eagerly, Dash tilts her head and leans in for a kiss.

                                            >You feel a surge of warmth envelope your face to accompany your racing heart as her soft pony lips contact your own.

                                            >She releases, a thin string of saliva dripping into the water.

                                            >"What about that?"

                                            "..."

                                            >As if on cue, you return the gesture.

                                            >Grabbing the back of her head in one hand and cradling her rump in the other under the water.

                                            >She brings herself in closer, hugging your waist with her hind legs and wrapping her forelegs around your neck.

                                            >Her tongue and yours make contact and swivel around together. Making entry into the other's maw.

                                            >Rainbow's appendage, longer, and more slender then yours, traces around and licks the roof of your mouth.

                                            >You make your best effort to do the same for her.

                                            >"Mmh..." She shakes.

                                            >A huff of breathe leaves her nostrils with a slight whimper of pleasure.

                                            >You both release again.

                                            "That... *pant* was awesome..."

                                            >"I told you."

                                            >You both laugh softly.

                                            >You touch her forehead to yours.

                                            "I guess you're just gonna have to keep proving me wrong then."

                                            >She giggles.

                                            >"I look forward to doing -plenty- of that."


                                            >>

                                            >Sitting back on your towel under the umbrella, with Rainbow sitting in your lap and Tank sitting at your side, you admire the view.

                                            >The setting sun painted the sky a mixed hue of orange, red, and purple.

                                            >She leans back, resting against your torso.

                                            >The rhythmical, steady rise and fall of her breathing. The relaxing and therapeutic beating of her heart. The warmth of her coat against your bare skin...

                                            >You trace your fingers along her coat, petting and massaging parts of her body.

                                            >She hummed and coo'd when you touched her more sensitive areas around her wings and neck.

                                            >Dash had grown so comfortable with you that, at least when not in public, she wouldn't even fidget when you petted her in those areas.

                                            >A sign of great trust and comfort with you.

                                            >The obvious tanned, or bleached, areas of her fur seemed somewhat warmer then other parts of her.

                                            >Under her wings were the softest, and coolest areas of her coat.

                                            >The only other softer area, yet not cooler but warmer, was her chest.

                                            >Her fur, lighter at the top versus slightly dark towards the skin.

                                            >No doubt changed by constantly flying around in the open skies.

                                            >Rainbow's coat was like silk, gliding through your fingers as you glaze over her body.

                                            >With certain areas obviously lighter or darker then other based on her uniform she must wear during practice with the Wonderbolts or when performing as weather captain.

                                            >Must be common, for a Pegasus like her.

                                            >Always out and about, saving the world, constantly in danger...

                                            >And yet you were here. With her in your embrace. Of all the other ponies in this world, who could objectively give her a better life, she seems to have picked you...

                                            >Even the thought of needing to protect her in any given scenario made your blood hot with conviction.

                                            >"Anon...?"

                                            >Despite the obvious differences in what you could each do physically, you made a vow to do anything you could to never let anyone hurt her.

                                            >"Anon!"

                                            "Huh?"

                                            >"You feeling okay there, big guy?"

                                            >You're jerked back to reality. Thoughts of protecting her was making you anxious.

                                            >Didn't notice the grip you had on her, or your heavy breathing or strongly beating heart.

                                            >You huff and compose yourself.

                                            "Yes, I'm fine, Dash. Thank you. Was just thinking of uhhh... what else we could do before summer was over."

                                            >Silence sets in. The only sounds being that of the water and the grass flowing in the wind.

                                            >"Anon?" Dash asks, staring out to the hills that stretch into the Everfree, "What are you doing after Summer?"

                                            "Uhm, working? Paying bills?" You say, petting her head, "I dunno I don't really plan my day-to-day activities by the month, Dash."

                                            >You playfully kiss her head.

                                            >She remains silent.

                                            "You feeling okay-"

                                            >"What about Fall?"

                                            "Same thing?"

                                            >"W-Winter!" she anxiously gets up from your lap, "What about winter??"

                                            "Dash, what in the world-"

                                            >She glances at Tank, then back to you.

                                            >Then it hits.

                                            >Tank, her pet tortoise.

                                            >Reptiles hibernate...

                                            >Of course.

                                            "Dash," You grab the sides of her face, cupping her cheeks gently in your palms, "I'm not going anywhere for winter, okay?"

                                            >"Humans don't-"

                                            "No. We don't hibernate. We can still have fun and do aweso- whoa!"

                                            >She tackle-hugs your chest, nuzzling while doing so.

                                            >"Yes!! I didn't know whether or not you did! I'm just glad I have somepony to be with this winter!"

                                            >Your heart skips a beat.

                                            >"We Didn't really hang out at all last year..." Her grip tightens, "I thought it was because humans were like Tank, or some of Fluttershy's animals."

                                            >Rainbow Dash called you "somepony".

                                            >Hngggg...

                                            >You return the hug, picking her up by her rump and sitting her back down in your lap.

                                            "Well to be fair I hadn't been here for very long then."

                                            >"Hmmm."

                                            >She squeezes gently. Giving a content sigh and relaxing again.

                                            >"I l-love...y-"

                                            "Whats up?"

                                            >"N-nothing! nothing."

                                            >You shrug, and nuzzle the top of her head. Her mane was soft and silky.

                                            >Dash makes herself comfortable in your embrace.

                                            >Tank, not wanting to feel left out, climbs up in your lap as well.

                                            >"Aww! We didn't forget you!" Dash says, picking him up and holding him to her chest.

                                            >With Dash and Tank, you watch the sunset.