Two years had passed since they had been together. Soarin was lying on his bed, deeply engrossed in a book, when Rainbow quietly entered the room. The sound of her footsteps drew his attention, and he set the book down. Sliding off the bed, he stood and made his way toward her with a warm smile.

Without saying a word, he reached out and gently pulled her closer. Their eyes locked, his expression soft and inviting. Slowly, he leaned in, brushing his lips against hers in a tender kiss.

Rainbow blinked in surprise at first, but soon relaxed, melting into the moment. Soarin's arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss. Her hands slid up to his neck, fingers tangling in his hair, as she let him take the lead.

A soft growl escaped Soarin as his lips became more insistent. His tongue traced the edge of her lips before slipping inside, eager to explore. His hands wandered along her sides and up to her back, holding her securely as if afraid to let go.

Rainbow moaned softly into the kiss, the sound sending a shiver through Soarin. Suddenly, as if spurred by a rush of emotion, he scooped her up effortlessly and pressed her gently against the wall. His lips never left hers, the kiss growing more passionate by the second.

Rainbow instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer as the kiss deepened.

Soarin felt a surge of excitement coursing through him, her body pressed against his fueling his desires. His tongue moved in sync with hers, each motion igniting sparks between them. His hands found their way to her thighs, caressing them slowly and reverently.

Rainbow moaned again into his mouth, and Soarin took it as a sign to continue. His touch grew more confident, his hands exploring the contours of her legs as a quiet groan escaped him.

Finally, Rainbow pulled back, her lips parting from his as she took a shaky breath. Soarin exhaled heavily, his chest rising and falling, his darkened eyes filled with longing.

"...Why? Why did you pull away?" he asked, his voice husky and laced with need.

Rainbow smirked, her tone teasing. "Didn't you need to breathe?"

He chuckled, still catching his breath. "Not really... I'd rather keep kissing you."

"Then do it," she challenged, her eyes glinting mischievously.

A grin spread across his face. "Don't have to tell me twice."

Without hesitation, he captured her lips again, this time with more fervor. As the kiss intensified, Soarin turned away from the wall, carrying Rainbow in his arms. He gently laid her down on the soft bed, climbing over her as he kept the kiss alive.

Rainbow shifted to get comfortable beneath him, her body fitting perfectly against his. Soarin hovered above her on all fours, his frame blocking out everything but him. His gaze was filled with hunger, and his breath came out in short, warm bursts.

He bent his head, his lips brushing along her neck as he planted soft, teasing kisses. The warmth of his breath sent tingles through her skin. Rainbow's breathing grew heavier, the sound stirring something primal in Soarin.

His kisses trailed lower, moving from her neck to her collarbone, his tongue darting out to taste her skin. Every soft moan she let out fueled him further. His mouth made its way to her stomach, his tongue tracing lazy circles around her navel.

Rainbow squirmed slightly beneath him, her body responding instinctively to his touch. When he reached the edge of her waist, he paused for a moment, lifting his head to look at her. The intensity in his gaze made her heart race, and the electricity between them crackled like a storm waiting to be unleashed.

Rainbow let out a soft moan, her breath hitching as Soarin's lips trailed lower, teasing the edge of her skirt. He paused, his warm breath brushing against her skin, and looked up at her with a playful grin.

"You're just too comfortable," she teased, pulling at his shirt with a smirk to bring him closer, their lips meeting in a collision of warmth and affection.

Soarin chuckled against her lips, his voice low and teasing. "Comfortable, huh? You make it impossible to resist, you know."

As she pulled him closer, Soarin didn't hesitate. Their bodies pressed together, the heat between them growing with every passing second. His lips deepened the kiss, pouring all the love and passion he felt into it.

Rainbow's hands moved up to his shoulders, holding him close. Slowly, deliberately, Soarin began to tug at her shirt, his movements unhurried yet full of intent. He lifted the fabric over her head and let it fall to the floor. For a moment, he froze, his gaze taking her in.

"You're beautiful," he said softly, his voice tinged with both awe and affection.

Rainbow blushed but met his gaze with confidence, her hand brushing against his cheek. "Go ahead, Soar," she whispered, her voice steady but tender. "I'm yours."

Soarin's smile softened, and he pressed another kiss to her lips, slower this time, savoring every moment. He leaned back slightly to take in the sight of her, his fingers tracing gentle patterns along her arms and sides. There was no rush—just an unspoken understanding between them, a connection that went deeper than words.

"Are you sure?" he asked quietly, his emerald eyes searching hers.

Rainbow nodded, her heart racing but steady. "I've never been more sure about anything," she replied, pulling him closer once more.

Soarin's hand rested firmly on Rainbow's hip as he drew her closer, their breaths mingling as his movements slowed to a deliberate rhythm. His eyes locked onto hers, a swirl of love and passion shining through.

"Alright," he murmured, his voice husky with emotion. A playful smirk danced on his lips as he added, "...But just remember, it's your fault we're here, baby girl. Completely your fault."

A soft growl escaped him as he leaned down, brushing his lips against the sensitive skin of her neck, eliciting a shiver from her. Rainbow tilted her head, giving in to the sensation, her breaths coming faster with each passing moment.

Suddenly, he pushed her back with surprising boldness and reversed their positions, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "I think it's time I took control," he teased, his voice barely above a whisper, filled with playful confidence.

Caught off guard but entirely captivated, Soarin let out a low chuckle. "Oh, you think so, huh? Let's see what you've got, Dashie," he replied, his tone equally teasing yet laced with warmth.

He leaned in, his hands on her hips as he put his 'little friend' in her. The world seemed to fade away as they lost themselves in each other as he started thrusting.

His movements continues to be faster and faster. Rainbow gasped softly, her voice trembling as she whispered, "Soarin... maybe... slow down just a little."

But Soarin, driven by the intensity of the moment, chuckled low in his throat. "Not a chance, Dash and I'm not stopping now." His voice carried a playful edge, but his hands were gentle, cradling her like she was the most precious thing in the world.

Moments stretched into eternity before they both reached the climax, their shared connection leaving them breathless and speechless. As they lay together, trying to catch their breath, Soarin turned to her, his grin returning.

Sliding off of him, Rainbow reached for her clothes, pulling them back on as she leaned into his chest. Soarin pulled her closer, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as they sank into the comfort of the bed.

"You are such a naughty girl," he teased, pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head.

"I know," Rainbow murmured, her voice soft and sleepy. "But at least now, I'm your naughty girl."

Soarin's heart swelled at her words. He smiled, his hand gently stroking her hair. "Yeah, you are," he said quietly. "And you're absolutely perfect."

Rainbow's breathing slowed, and he realized she'd fallen asleep on his chest. He smiled to himself, pulling a blanket over both of them as he closed his eyes.

"Yeah," he whispered into the quiet night. "Thankfully."

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As Rainbow stirred awake, she leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to Soarin's cheek. His eyes fluttered open, and a slow, warm smile spread across his face as he took in her presence.

"Morning, baby girl..." he muttered, his voice still heavy with sleep.

Rainbow grinned mischievously and bit her finger, teasingly watching his reaction.

Soarin chuckled, reaching out to gently pull her hand away. "Don't bite yourself," he said with a playful smirk. "That's my job."

Rainbow giggled, her eyes sparkling as she booped his nose. "You're cute," she teased.

He laughed softly, placing his hand on her head and running his fingers gently through her hair. "And like you don't check me out, babe," she added, leaning in closer to him.

Soarin grinned at her retort, his emerald eyes gleaming with amusement. "Oh, I absolutely do," he replied in a low, flirtatious tone. "You're right about that, baby girl. You're stunning—perfect, even. Of course, I want to look at you as much as I can."

Rainbow felt her cheeks warm at his words, but she quickly played it cool, giving him a quick kiss before hopping off his lap. "Thanks, but I'm having breakfast," she announced, turning toward the door.

Soarin blinked, momentarily stunned, before reaching out to grab her hand. "Hold up, where are you going?"

She turned back with a grin. "To have breakfast," she teased, tugging at his grip, but Soarin was faster. He pulled her gently but firmly back onto his lap, wrapping his arms securely around her waist.

"You know I'd prefer keeping you right here, don't you?" he said, his voice soft yet filled with playful possessiveness.

Rainbow raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you hungry?"

His grin widened, and he pulled her closer until their faces were inches apart. "I am," he admitted, his tone dropping to a low murmur. "But right now, I'd much rather have you than breakfast."

She laughed, shaking her head. "You're impossible, Soar."

"And you love it," he quipped, tilting his head slightly as if daring her to argue.

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Rainbow sighed with a mock exasperation. "Fine, but don't blame me if you're starving later."

Soarin's smile grew as he leaned in to steal a quick, cheeky kiss. "I'll take my chances," he said, his voice dripping with charm.

Rainbow shook her head and managed to wriggle free from his grasp. "Alright, alright," she said with a grin. "I'm still having breakfast. You can stay here and sulk if you want."

He let her go but called out after her as she headed to the kitchen. "Just so you know, I'm gonna be watching you the whole time, Dash. And maybe stealing a few more kisses when you're not looking."

She turned back briefly, sticking her tongue out at him. "Only if you cook, mister."

Soarin jumped off the bed with a laugh. "Deal."

The two spent the next hour in the kitchen, their banter and laughter filling the space. Soarin kept his word, sneaking kisses whenever Rainbow's attention wandered—and earning playful swats and giggles in return.

By the time breakfast was ready, they were both grinning from ear to ear, basking in the easy joy of being together.