Practice at the Wonderbolts' HQ was always a hard, sweaty affair, that usually left Dash feeling worn out and tired. In a good way, though, it was the kind of omnipresent ache and fatigue that was brought on only by doing what you loved the most for hours on end, with everything you had in you. Today had been formation drills, and as Dash landed she was still going over the different formations Spitfire had called out at random, and almost effortlessly moved into formation beside the others as they also landed."Hey, Crash," Fleet laughed from beside her, causing Dash to jump slightly. "Practice is over, don't need to keep following us around.""Except Soarin," Spitfire added in from the front of the formation, turning slightly and winking at Dash and poking Soarin in the side with her wing. "I think he'd let you follow him anywhere.""Well, I don't know about anywhere," Soarin added, causing all the mares to look at him before bursting into laughter. "What's so funny?""Nothing, Clipper," Misty chuckled, "But I think you need to revise that statement before Dash revises it for you.""Wh-?" Soarin starts, before Dash walks up to him as she removes the mask of her flight suit. "H-hey Dash...""So, you don't want me to follow you everywhere?" Dash hums as she runs a hoof over his chest, causing his cheeks to heat up. "I'm hurt, Clipper.""T-that's not what I meant, Dashy," Soarin stutters, eyes wide as dinner plates as he watches the other mares try to stifle their laughter. "Just, y'know, I don't think you'd want to follow me into the stallion's locker room! You know how it is in there! Lighting Streak smells something fierce after practice.""I heart that!" Lighting calls out from nearby."Of course you did," Soarin sighs before focusing on Dash. "And speaking of that place, I-I think I should get going, need a shower before dinner.""No." Dash states simply, hooking the front of his flight suit with a hoof. "No I think I've got a better idea." She leans up, whispering sensually and just loud enough to be heard by Soarin and the other mares but no one else. "How about we go back to our rooms, and use the shower there? Hmm?""Uh..." Soarin says slowly, wings starting to lift. "Th-" he clears his throat, "That sounds like a very... good idea?""Of course its a good idea," Dash remarks, leaning up and kissing Soarin briefly before turning to Spitfire. "We might be late for dinner, Cap, you know how Soarin is after practice." this gets a chuckle from the mares, Spitfire included. "Save us a seat?""Sure thing, Crash," Spitfire laughs as she turns and gestures to the other mares. "Just don't break him, okay? Hard to find stallions with the wingpower Soarin has.""No promises, Cap," Dash calls over to her before focusing on Soarin again. "After all, you look like you still need a good workout."HEYYYYYYOOOOOYour fellow Soarindash artist has arrived finally after so loooooonnnnggggalso what do you think about my new art style?????i wanted to make this out of a story but I miss lazy af...So I had the amazing create this awesome story out of it! <3