MLP Fanfic:(CLOPFIC) Soarin's Panty Raid

Chapter 3: A Bigger Ordeal

**Thud!**

His head jerked up, coming out of his trance. Somepony else was there, the sound of hoofsteps on the front porch confirmed it. His euphoria quickly fading away and turning into fear again, nopony was supposed to be around. Rainbow Dash was at Rarity's until later in the afternoon, she couldn't be here.

**Squeak**

An unmistakable sound of a cloud door being swung open, the slight breeze outside making a small noise against the ajar entrance. It was time for plan B, run and hide like a man. With Wonderbolt like speed, Soarin slipped the underwear under his wing and ran toward the light switch. Quickly slamming his hoof against the small piece of plastic throwing it off, leaving him in the dark inside Rainbow Dash's room, holding her panties. When he had entered he remembered seeing two doors, one a closet and the other must have been the bathroom.

The sound grew closer, whoever it was, the pony was heading right toward him. It was now or never, he had made it this far and there was no going back. Soarin turned to the general direction he thought the door was at and bolted. Clothes and other miscellaneous items caused him to stumble as he ran. Louder and louder the noise became, now panicking for the bathroom door, the stallion threw himself at the wall hoping to find the handle.

Whoever it was had made it to the hallway and kept approaching. He kept searching, it had to be somewhere near, never had bumping into a door handle been so uplifting. There was no time to waste, a light blue hoof grabbed the small piece of plastic and ripped it open, giving the muscular Wonderbolt just enough room to push himself in. With all moments to spare the door was slowly closed until only a crack was left open. No more than a second later the lights came on in the room.Hopefully he or she wouldn't use the bathroom, there was no escape. Soarin turned looking for anything to hide in or escape from, but there was no place big enough to hide and no window large enough to sneak out. With no place to run this was his final stand, he had to see who it was. Tiptoeing back to door, he laid his sight through the crack left open, the drool quickly reforming in his mouth.

It was her, Rainbow Dash, home from Rarity's house early. He had no clue what they did together but that didn't matter, all he knew was that she was out of the house normally till about 10 and it was only about 9. From head to toe she was covered in fancy clothes, tail and mane both tied with black bands and done up. Never had he seen her like this, Dash was the last pony anybody expected to wear clothes, but here she was in a full black dress. Made by only a true professional, the stitches and seams were perfectly placed. Soarin's aunt had been a seamstress and a good one at that and she would have been envious of this handy work.

"Never again will I be Rarity's model." The mare raised her hooves searching for the black bands that bound her mane, gently pulling them from the rainbow. Dash tossed the black mane ties on the bed and shook out her mane, twirling it around to its normal state. The stallion could feel his heart rate rise, the temperature in the room seemed to be getting quite warm all of a sudden. Somewhere deep down he felt he shouldn't be watching this, but he couldn't look away. Most stallions would have to pay for this kinda thing.

The mare repeated the process over again on her tail, removing the ties and shaking it about. He couldn't help himself, more than anything in Equestria he wanted to barge right in and just chew on that tail, it was so good to look at that it just had to taste as it looked like. Sweat began rising from his pores, his vision glued on the scene unfolding before him.

Dash reached around her waist removing the elegant silk looking, black dress which hugged her pegasus body quite well, if Soarin could say so himself. Every stitch so wondrously hidden from the outside viewer all the pieces fit together to create one flowing dress. The combination of black and rainbow was very stunning, she was best model for the dress, nopony else could pull it off like that.Dash slipped the black fabric off her body, revealing her sparkly clean cyan coat. No impurities or blemishes shrouded the surface on that perfect sheet of skin. It was perfect in all senses of the word. Models would clamor for a body like hers, saying that it's waste to use it for sports and not art, but that is what she wanted.

Soarin's eyes scanned over every inch of her exposed frame, tip to tail, making sure not to miss a single inch. The muscles in her body toned and firm, but not protruding, giving a perfect sleek feminine body. His attention caught her behind, the hottest thing he had ever seen and somehow missed moments ago. In between both flanks sat a dark navy set of underwear, donning the Wonderbolts logo the exact same style as the pair he held under his wing.

The mare trotted across the room, giving Soarin a great view on the panties in action. Her rainbow tail swaying back and forth with each pass, hiding the emblem. His eyes couldn't look anyway, there was nothing in the known world that could have gotten his attention off her. Drool continued to drip from the helpless stallion's mouth, creating a puddle beneath him.

Thank you, Celestia, I can die happy now!

Rainbow picked through the closet, obviously looking for something, seemingly with no knowledge of her watcher in the bathroom behind. He couldn't see what the mare was doing but that wasn't going to distract him from the show before his eyes, taking each second in like it was a dream because it almost was. Having a set of her underwear was already amazing enough, but seeing her in them trotting around was something else entirely.

Seconds passed while she continued searching, the urge inside Soarin to just run out was getting so hard to control. With each moment it only got worse and worse, all he wanted was just to go out there and nom on that mane. His eyes began to dry as he continued starting, not wanting to miss a single instant and he didn't plan to blink either, every second was a present within itself.

"Oh come on, where is it? Whatever," Rainbow Dash grumbled to herself. The mare reached around her body and grabbed onto the underwear, slowly pulling them down to the floor. Time seemed to go by so slowly, the navy fabric gently sliding down her cyan thighs. The amount of saliva on the floor immediately doubling in size. This image was going to be burned into his memory forever, and he loved it. Best night ever!

After removing the worn pair she tossed them back into the closet from where they came. Rainbow turned around, now clothless like usual because after all ponies normally don't wear clothes. She kicked the door shut while carrying something in her mouth that Soarin couldn't see. As quickly as she had come in, now the mare was gone, leaving him alone again. With another buck she closed the door to the master bedroom, oddly leaving the lights on. Processing the situation was difficult, he had come for such a simple task and was granted so much more.