Ingress: Vacation 4
#4 of Ingress: Vacation
Lionel shifted uncomfortably as he held out the keys to the room at arm's length.
Spitfire swiped them from his hands, holding the card up near the reader until the door clicked and she could push her way into the room, sniffing the air curiously. "Ohhh, cinnamon!"
Lionel gave a slightly nervous smile at that. "Yeah, we add cinnamon to the air filter for the air conditioners in rooms meant for ponies. Ponies love the smell."
"Why are you acting like a nervous filly?" Spitfire asked suddenly, peering back over her shoulder, wings giving the faintest of flutters before sitting flat against her form again, over her blue flight suit.
Lionel blinked once, dragging his eyes away from the rather alluring sight of firm pony haunches trapped in skin-tight fabric. "Err... well you did just catch me and one of your senior Wonderbolts screwing in the cafeteria. On a table meant for eating, no less."
Spitfire gave a shrug at that, turning on the spot and sitting down on her rump, a hoof lifting to brush her mane aside so that she could open a zipper at the base of her neck, tugging it down. Her wings curled and twisted to slide out through the holes in the suit, and then she tugged her forehooves free of it, before bending over and using her forehooves to push the suit down past her rump, revealing the expanse of her creamy yellow rump in the process.
Lionel stared for several long moments before pointedly looking away. 'Nudity' was the norm for ponies, but somehow, Lionel felt that watching Spitfire removing her flight suit was somehow intimate. Not to mention the fact that the act was arousing in and of itself. "Well, if you need anything, you know where I'll be."
"Balls-deep in Rainbow Dash?" Spitfire asked, as she pushed the suit down all the way and stepped out of it, kicking it up onto the bed and then giving a long shiver.
Lionel felt his face flushing with warmth, and gave a nervous chuckle. "Not for a few hours at least," he replied, with a stab at bravado. "Do you need your suit cleaned?"
Spitfire gave a thoughtful hum at that, and then nodded. "Sure!" she said, picking it up and tossing it to him.
Lionel caught the suit, finding it surprisingly light in construction. "I will return it to you in the morning."
"See that you do," Spitfire said with an airy wave of her hoof, turning to inspect the shower. "The... red one is the hot water, yes?"
"Yes, the red," Lionel confirmed.
"Can never get used to human things," Spitfire complained, pushing the shower door open and flicking the knob to start the spray. "Now move along, perving time is over."
Lionel blinked at that and then nodded jerkily. "I will see you for dinner, then?"
"If you've not got your face between Rainbow's thighs, yes," Spitfire said conversationally, as she stepped into the shower and gave a long, happy sigh, rubbing a hoof through her mane.
"W-well see ya," Lionel stammered, staring for several long moments before managing to look away, clutching her flight suit as he headed down the hallway.
Lionel had barely made it ten steps down the hallway when Rainbow Dash tugged him into an open door, pushing him up against the wall with her forehooves on his chest, wings spreading and a decidedly anxious expression on her face. Without hesitation, she leaned in and kissed him almost furiously, an eager growl bubbling up out of her throat as she pushed her tongue into his mouth.
Lionel spluttered faintly at the intensity of her attack, placing a palm on her chest, between her forelegs, and pushing lightly to get her away.
"What did she say? Why were you there so long? Why were you staring? Why are you carrying her flight suit?! Did she strip for you?!"
A barrage of questions assaulted him, and the pegasus stared at him mutinously, her eyes narrowing dangerously and wings springing upwards, a hoof grinding against his chest slowly.
Lionel gave a slightly nervous laugh, running a hand through his hair. "Well... she didn't strip for me..."
"You have her flight suit!" Rainbow Dash protested, pushing his chest firmly with her hoof and then leaning in to kiss him heatedly again.
Lionel fended her off as best he could. "She was just taking it off! It's not like she was giving me a striptease."
"You were staring!" Rainbow Dash accused, growling flatly at him.
Lionel's brow furrowed as he stared down at her, before he asked with some slight amusement, "Are you jealous?"
Rainbow Dash pursed her lips at that, her ears splaying back and wings giving a quiver. "I am not jealous! I just don't like it when other mares move in on my property!"
"Your property?" Lionel asked flatly.
"Yes, my property!" Rainbow Dash scowled, her brow furrowing. "You're mine."
"I don't see no ring on my finger," Lionel said, idly waving his hand in front of her face.
"A... ring?" Rainbow Dash asked blankly.
Lionel facepalmed. "Like... you know. Marriage band or whatever you silly ponies have."
"I don't want to marry you!" Rainbow Dash said, aghast.
"It's a figure of speech!" Lionel said, exasperated.
"Well figure this!" Rainbow Dash exclaimed, trying her best to imitate human slang.
"You're supposed to grab your crotch when you do that," Lionel pointed out, slowly shaking his head.
A slow, sly grin spread across the pegasus' features, and she slid a hoof forwards, pushing it up between his thighs and grabbing his nuts through his pants. Lionel's eyes widened.
"But yours is so much closer," she purred, grinning and nudging his chest firmly with her nose.
Lionel slowly shook his head down at her. "I just finished screwing you on the table, Dashie, I don't think I can go again before dinner. You've drained me."
Lionel watched Rainbow Dash as two conflicting emotions crossed her features. He could see her natural smug happiness at having drained him warring with the fact that she couldn't get what she wanted right that moment.
"Well... I... I... I'll just go play with my toys!" Rainbow Dash said with a huff, scowling and pushing against his chest firmly with a hoof.
"See that you do," Lionel said with a faint smile. "I need to figure out what to do for dinner anyway."
"Ugh... can you at least pretend you're going to sneak in and watch?" Rainbow Dash asked plaintively.
Lionel smiled, leaning down and kissing her forehead. "I'll walk by every now and again and make sure I really stare."
Rainbow Dash scowled at that, glowering up at him. "Fine. But if I don't see you staring at least once, then I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk."
"Promise, or a threat?" Lionel queried.
"A threatening promise," Rainbow Dash stated, prodding his chest firmly with a hoof.
Lionel punched in a sequence of buttons on the washing machine, watching the lonely blue flightsuit starting to tumble over and over inside the machine, alone.
Catching the sight of a reflection in the glass, he whirled to see Rainbow Dash watching him with narrowed eyes, standing in the doorway.
"Kinda creepy, that," Lionel admitted, scratching at his temple nervously.
Rainbow Dash gave a short little giggle at that, eyes narrowing further. "Spitfire and I are going to have a race. You are our official."
Lionel gave a long sigh at that, pushing himself to his feet. "Competitive much?"
"Shut up and get out here!" Rainbow Dash scowled, dancing in place and then pointing towards the front lawn.
Lionel nodded once, heaving a sigh and following after the excited mare. Rainbow Dash was walking with a defined sway to her hips now, enticingly letting her hips move from side-to-side, looking back over her shoulder every now and again to make doubly sure that he was watching.
"Why are you being so... flirtatious?" Lionel asked bluntly.
Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes at that. "Because you want to stare, yes?"
"That's not entirely the point," Lionel responded, as Rainbow Dash pushed open the door leading outside.
"That's entirely the point," Rainbow Dash protested, as she stretched languidly, and then launched herself into the sky.
Lionel sighed faintly, moving over to sit on the grass, resting his back up against the large sign at the front of the hotel. Spitfire was already on a cloud far above, splayed across it lazily, looking quite off-put at having to race on her day off.
Rainbow Dash however, was ready and raring to go, hovering in place, staring intently forward at the first of the cloud markers.
Spitfire sighed to herself, ambling forwards to the edge of the cloud and then lazily stepping off it, letting herself plummet down until she was level with Rainbow Dash, before she swept her wings wide and hovering in place with slow, languid beats.
"Call for us to go!" Rainbow Dash called down to him, waving a hoof excitedly.
"Alright then, go!" Lionel called out, waving a hand in farewell.
Rainbow Dash took off like a bullet, stroking towards the cloud with an intense speed.
Spitfire, for her part, gave a long-suffering sigh, and then casually reached down to produce a pair of flight goggles, slipping them over her eyes and stretching, watching Rainbow Dash soaring through the cloud markers.
After several long seconds of waiting, Spitfire too shot off the mark, a yellow blur to match Rainbow Dash's blue and rainbow-coloured.
It didn't take Lionel long to see why Spitfire was the captain of the Wonderbolts. While she wasn't as fast as Rainbow Dash in a straight-up race, she was more agile and took corners at a speed that made Lionel quite certain her internal organs were made of rubber. In mere seconds, she was level with Rainbow Dash, and seeing that they were neck-a-neck, the rainbow mare tried all the harder.
Spitfire seemed to cajole Rainbow Dash into flying faster, using the tight corners to pull ahead, and flying a little slower on the straightaways.
Rainbow Dash took the offer immediately, accelerating wildly, turning into no more than a blur in her speed. Her eyes scrunched shut as they started to water wildly, the air hitting them and the tears blinding her immediately. She sailed right past the cloud marker, ending up impacting a cloud in a clumsy sprawl while Spitfire slowed right down and began to languidly fly the course.
It took Rainbow Dash almost a minute to recover, by which time Spitfire was almost finished. With a low growl, the rainbow mare took the sky with a renewed vigour, scything through the course in a rapid series of turns and darting motions, gaining on Spitfire rapidly.
Spitfire crossed the line, still in her lazy flying speed, with Rainbow Dash only a second behind, blurring past them and then coming to a dead stop just before hitting the side of the hotel, panting heavily. Spitfire languidly winged to a stop, coming to rest on the large sign in front of the hotel.
Rainbow Dash panted hard as she dropped to the grass, prancing in place happily. "I won!"
Spitfire slowly raised a brow down at Lionel. "What do you say, hmm?"
Lionel looked back and forth between them, grimacing. "Er... actually, you lost, Dashie. By like, a full second."
"But... I...!" Rainbow Dash spluttered, her wings giving an anxious twitch. "You cheated!" she accused, pointing up at Spitfire.
"It's not my fault that you weren't wearing goggles at those speeds," Spitfire said conversationally, stretching lazily again.
"I want a rematch!" Rainbow Dash said heatedly, her eyes narrowing. "And no goggles this time!"
Spitfire gave a long-suffering sigh. "Very well. But first, I need a drink." She turned to peer down at Lionel, and then pointed with her chin. "Fetch me a glass of water, please?"
Lionel nodded, rising to his feet and brushing off his pants, turning and heading inside, stepping back into the air-conditioned building with a happy shiver.
The door opened again behind him as Spitfire pushed her way into the building after him. "Oh, I almost forgot!" she started.
Lionel paused, peering back at her.
Spitfire rose onto her hindlegs, one of her forehooves grasping his shoulder to hold him in place while her other hoof pulled his chin around. Without warning, she leaned in and gave him a firm kiss, smiling faintly to herself.
Lionel blinked rapidly, off-balance at the sudden kiss, even as Spitfire dropped back down onto her hooves and then turned away, heading back for the door. "That's all, now get me my drink," she said, idly waving at him with a wing.
Lionel stared for several moments, before mentally shaking himself and then heading back towards the kitchen.
Spitfire pushed her way back outside, to where Rainbow Dash was sitting with a stunned expression on her face, her entire form seeming to twitch spasmodically every now and again.
"You wanted to race again?" Spitfire asked, arching an eyebrow.
Rainbow Dash swallowed thickly and then shook her head, her eyes narrowing slowly as she glowered from Spitfire, to the door, and then back again. "No. No. I'm fine. I don't feel like racing any more."
"Suit yourself," Spitfire said with a shrug, a slow smirk spreading across her features as she brushed past the other pegasus. "I guess I'll see you in an hour or so?" she asked coyly.
"Something like that," Rainbow Dash muttered in response, staring at the door, and then stalking towards it, pushing it open roughly and throwing it shut behind her as she prowled down the hallway.
Lionel was holding a glass of water in one hand, heading through the foyer to reach the front of the hotel by shortest distance possible, when an irate blue pegasus pushed him bodily against the reception desk, knocking the glass out of his hand where it hit the ground and rolled away.
"What the hell?" Lionel protested.
Rainbow Dash gave a low growl, lifting onto her hindlegs and shoving him against the desk with both forehooves, leaning forwards and kissing him with a fiery intensity, her wings springing out and stiffening.
Lionel was completely off put, now being forcefully kissed for the third time just that afternoon. He placed his palm back on Rainbow Dash's chest, to try and push her back, but she just growled and kissed him all the more intently, tilting her head to the side and pushing her soft, but surprisingly strong tongue into his mouth. One of her hooves lifted, starting to grind between his thighs eagerly.
Pushing a little more firmly with his palm, Lionel managed to get some breathing room, panting faintly for air. "What is wrong with you?!"
"I want you," Rainbow Dash growled huskily, grinding her hoof against him all the more eagerly. "Don't make me punish you."
Lionel gave a shudder at that, even as the eager mare kissed him again, meshing their lips intently as her free hoof wrapped around his lower back, keeping him from squirming away.
Rainbow Dash gave an eager little growl as she felt a swelling under her hoof, purple eyes narrowing intently.
Lionel gave a cry as the surprisingly strong pegasus lifted him bodily over the counter, basically throwing him over it in what he could only describe as 'wrestlinglike'. He thudded down harmlessly on the carpet, even as Rainbow Dash fluidly leapt the counter and landed beside him, staring down at him and licking her lips lustfully.
"Pants. Off." Rainbow Dash waved a hoof, her expression hardening, making it clear that she was not to be disobeyed.
Lionel pursed his lips, considering disobeying just to see what would happen.
Rainbow Dash took a step towards him.
Lionel pulled himself up, using the swivel chair for leverage and giving a nervous laugh, undoing the button and zipper at the front of his pants and tugging them downwards, half-hard cock springing free.
Rainbow Dash stared for several long moments, a low purr building in her throat as she licked her lips, taking another step forwards. Without any hesitation, she grabbed him and then shoved him bodily into the swivel chair, causing it to rock and sway. Lionel winced, expecting it to break and send him spilling onto the floor.
The rainbow mare grinned at him for several long seconds, her eyes narrowing and wings giving a slow sweep.
Lionel gave a nervous smile, kicking his feet idly, very aware of the feel of the chair against his bare butt. "So uhh... nice day, huh?"
Rainbow Dash took another step forwards, hoof resting on his knee lightly. "Shut up," she ordered, even as she stepped forwards again and shoved her head into his lap.
Lionel gasped faintly, his eyes widening and back arching on instinct, hands grasping her mane as he felt her mouth engulf his growing member. Her soft tongue ground along the underside of it eagerly as she shoved his knees apart with her forehooves, suckling around him intently, purple eyes staring up at him almost coyly.
"Holy f-fuck," Lionel gasped, squirming slightly in place, cock throbbing to a firm stiffness under the stimulation.
Rainbow Dash gave a low, eager hum around her mouthful, a hoof idly pushing some of her mane out of her eyes as she started to bob her head, wasting no time in working her muzzle up and down him.
"What has gotten into you?" Lionel asked, already slightly breathless, his hips rolling in time with the motions of her lovely muzzle bobbing on his cock.
Rainbow Dash tugged back off his cock, giving a lustful growl and dragging a slow, warm lick across the tip of it. "Nothing," she lied, blatantly, before shoving her muzzle back over him, forehooves wrapping around his rump. With her hooves around his lower body, she could stop him from moving at all, holding him immobile as she bobbed her head up and down on his stiff cock with an eager hum and lustful growls.
Lionel grasping her mane all the more firmly, unable to help but try and tug her a little bit deeper over his cock, even though her lips were already sealed around the very base of his cock.
Rainbow Dash pushed against his palm, pulling her head up and panting faintly for air, licking her lips, a trail of saliva connecting her muzzle and his cock. "Tell me I'm the best," she growled heatedly, nudging him cock with her nose.
Lionel stared down at her, blinking once.
Rainbow Dash snorted, just nudging him again and then giving him a tiny, teasing lick, an eyebrow raising expectantly.
"You're the best," Lionel said, feeling slightly awkward.
An eager hum left the mare as she shoved her muzzle back over him, sinking right down to the root again and then beginning to bob her muzzle in earnest, working him intently, a hoof squeezing at his inner thigh eagerly.
Lionel gasped and rolled his hips, grasping her mane in both hands now, fingers twining in the soft tresses. "H-holy fuck Dashie," he groaned, his toes clenching at the floor helplessly. "I keep forgetting how good at this you are."
Rainbow Dash grinned at that, pulling off and taking another deep inhale, tongue hanging out as she panted and then winked at him. "I am the best!"
Grinning down at her, Lionel nodded once. "I can't deny."
"And you had best never!" Rainbow Dash affirmed, her lips pursing for a moment as she gave the tip of his cock a light little kiss, and then crawled up his form without delay.
"Not going to make me cum in your mouth?" Lionel asked, giving a wry smile.
"Careful what you wish for," Rainbow Dash husked, kissing his nose and then dragging him into an eager, firm kiss, wiggling to get comfortable. There was the momentary touch of wetness against his shaft, and then she shoved herself down him without hesitation, sinking him into her right to the base.
Lionel gasped and arched against her, hands automatically finding her hips, pushing down on them on instinct. "F-fuck."
"Such a dirty mouth," Rainbow Dash hissed, kissing him heatedly again, starting to rock and bounce her hips, sliding up and down him with an eager growl. "Tell me I'm the best."
"You're the fucking best," Lionel panted, squeezing her hips with his palms and trying to urge her to bounce on him faster and harder.
"I am the fucking best," Rainbow Dash agreed, rocking her hips eagerly and then drawing herself up, only to shove herself back down him with an eager growl.
Lionel panted, wrapping his arms around her, delighting in the sensation of her velvety soft depths squeezing and clenching around his stiff cock. Her buried his face in her mane, fingertips automatically moving towards her wings, squeezing against the base of them firmly.
Rainbow Dash cried out, her wings stiffening on reflex, even as her depths clenched and milked around him in response, her entire form spasming slightly. Her pace increased further with the touches to her wings, even as she growled and bit down on his shoulder surprisingly hard.
Lionel almost snarled in mingled pain and surprise. She didn't break the skin, and was biting him through his shirt, but it still hurt. Even still, the mare bounced on him, eager rocking and shoving her hips over his stiff cock again and again, eager depths engulfing his hardness over and over again. Already, his entire crotch was slick with her building liquids, and the meeting of their hips produced a faint, wet sound each time.
The rainbow mare gave a muffled cry of delight around his shoulder as her depths squeezed around him convulsively, clenching and milking wildy in orgasm as her wings quivered, stiff and unweildy.
Lionel panted helplessly, humping his hips up into her, until she placed a shaky hoof on his stomach, stopping him. He peered up at her, eyebrows raising.
Rainbow Dash grinned down at him, panting hard and licking her lips, before slowly sliding upwards, gasping and groaning faintly at the sensation of the stiff cock falling from her wet sex, coated in her liquids. With a wicked little giggle, she stepped off the chair, and then lifted her front hooves up onto the reception desk, squaring her hindlegs and then spreading them, arching her back and swaying her tail to the side.
Lionel was presented with the view of an eager mare presenting herself to him, soft blue fur and even softer blue cunny lips spread from their activity, revealing to him the soft, shiny pink flesh within, coated with a sheen of her moisture.
Lionel pushed himself off the chair, not even caring that it fell to the floor when he did, sliding in behind the mare and grasping her hips. He had to dip down just a little to get the right height, but the moment he was aligned with that tight, eager cunny, he shoved himself forwards, burying himself in her to the hilt.
Rainbow Dash gave a soft groan, her back arching and wings fluttering vainly against his chest as she rolled her hips slowly, biting at the edge of one of her hooves to stifle her sounds. "F-fuck me, Lionel!"
Lionel nodded eagerly against her neck, pressing his cheek to her mane as he grasped around her middle with his arms, starting to rock back and forth firmly, sliding back and then shoving forwards, burying himself deep inside the accepting mare.
Already, droplets of Rainbow Dash's liquids were falling to the floor between her spread hindlegs, her stiff wings pushing firmly up against the human's chest as she rocked herself back into him eagerly, groaning faintly and trying to urge him to faster speeds.
"Ahh f-fuck Dashie, you're the best," Lionel groaned, his tone a mixture of awkward and sincere, even as he shifted his grip to hold her hips, starting to pound into the tight pegasus hard and fast.
Rainbow Dash felt his increased speed and intensity, her body grasping around him all the more firmly with the accelerating pace. "Yee-eess-sss..." she hissed, her voice wavering with each of his firm thrusts. Her hooves grasped the desk, even as he started to hump into her wildly.
The soft slap of their bodies meeting was being punctuated by the dull thud... thud... thud... of the desk rocking up onto two legs and then thudding back down, even amidst the chorus of wet liquids squelching together as slick dribbles of Rainbow Dash's nectar started to drool down her inner thighs.
Lionel almost snarled as he felt the mare's depths squeezing around him intently, clenching, milking, coaxing him to cum inside her. With a helpless groan, he shoved himself deep inside her, burying himself to the hilt and holding there, grinding his hips against her as he stiffened inside her and started to unload burst after burst of urgent human spunk, spilling and splattering deep inside her.
Rainbow Dash whimpered faintly around the side of the visitor book she had stuffed in her mouth as a makeshift bullet, releasing it with a faint groan and letting it fall to the desk, her legs going weak and wobbly as slick little dribbles of mingled mare juice and spunk started to drool down her already wet inner thighs.
"You are seriously the best," Lionel murmured weakly into her mane, panting hard and almost collapsing across her back.
Rainbow Dash rolled her hips with a saucy little grin, giving a tired groan. "I know."
Smirking, Rainbow Dash turned to peer back out the front of the foyer, through the glass front doors and panoramic windows, to where Spitfire was lazing on her back on a cloud, a yellow hoof pushed between her thighs.
Rainbow Dash grinned, mouthing a taunt at the wonderbolt captain.
Spitfire raised an eyebrow, waving a hoof teasingly in response.