Pumpkin gasped as she lay quivering in Pound's embrace, still rubbing her teeth along Pound's bottom lip after their latest session of love making.

“Y-you,” Pound panted, “r-really got into... t-that...”

Pumpkin couldn't talk, still trying to catch her breath. Her hormones were driving her crazy, all she could think about was cock, cock, cock.

“Stupid heat...” Pumpkin groaned in her head as she curled up to Pound even more, wrapping his hooves around her. Pound pulled her into a tight hug, holding on to her securely.

“At least this guy can keep up,” she thought, smiling as she nuzzled Pound's chest affectionately.

The door slowly creaked open as Rapid trotted in, for all intents and purposes completely oblivious to what had transpired in the room.

“Pumpkin, have you seen my red scarf? I can't seem to find it anywh-”

Rapid's eyes bulged as they finally landed on the twins, still sweaty from their recent activity.

“Missed it again?” Rapid whined.

“What does that even mean?!” Pumpkin managed to squeak out weakly as she fumbled to pull the sheets over her and Pound. “Why didn't you knock?!”

“The door was unlocked, sorry,” Rapid said, giving the best face of false innocence she could muster.

“That doesn't mean you just waltz right in!” Pumpkin yelled, flustered.

“Sorry, dear, but momma's got issues,” Rapid barked. “I'm leaving on the train back home tomorrow, and I can't find my scarf!”

Pound and Pumpkin finally managed to pull the sheet out from under them, tossing it over them pointlessly.

“I don't know where it is!” Pumpkin said.

“Well I need to find it! You wouldn't mind if-”

“GET OUT!” Pumpkin practically cried. She was quite mad at her friend, all of a sudden. How dare she just walk in on them like that?!

Muttering something under her breath, Rapid backed out of the room, Pumpkin using her magic to slam the door shut as soon as she was gone.

“Well... that was awkward,” Pound said.

“No kidding,” Pumpkin moaned, leaning into Pound. “She must be really desperate to join in on us if she keeps doing stuff like this.”

Pound nuzzled Pumpkin, brushing her ear under his muzzle.

“Yeah... I bet she's just torn up about it,” Pound sneered slightly.

“What is that supposed to mean?” Pumpkin asked, turning to look Pound in his eye.

“Well... the other day, she kind of jumped me in the kitchen, saying she... wanted to copulate. With me.”

“The- that- what?!” Pumpkin yelled, bolting to her hooves.

“I said no, of course!” Pound tried to defend himself. This seemed to work, as Pumpkin deflated.

“That would explain why she keeps asking me about you...” Pumpkin mumbled. “I told her to stay away from you.”

“She's a nice girl, Pumpkin, even if she's a little... well, slutty, to be honest.”

“Yeah, you can say that again,” Pumpkin laughed feebly. “She tried to bang three of our teachers while at the school. Needless to say, they were not amused.”

Pound's jaw dropped slightly.

“Mare has ambitions, at least,” Pound commented.

“Yes, and she is a very good cook, too,” Pumpkin said as she thought more about her friend. “I met her on the first day down there, when she tried to redirect a colt that was hitting on me to start hitting on her. Tried.”

Pound cocked an eyebrow.

“What happened?”

“He ran away terrified, the poor thing. Still, we hit it off great from there. Turns out we were also room-mates, and were good friends from that day on,” Pumpkin said with a soft smile.

“Sounds romantic,” Pound laughed, to which Pumpkin blushed lightly, looking away.

“No...” Pound gasped. “You two-”

“It was only a couple times, Pound!” Pumpkin huffed. “You weren't there with me, did you really expect me to go that long without some sort of stimulation?”

“I managed to do it,” Pound deadpanned.

“And I love you for that,” Pumpkin cooed as she brushed her muzzle against Pound's, drawing him into a gentle kiss.

“But yes, we did, and I'm sorry.” Pumpkin said. “Are you... are you angry?”

Pound shook his head sideways.

“Have you ever seen me angry?” Pound whispered into her lips. Pumpkin giggled and shook her own head.

“”No, I guess not.”

“... So, was she any good?”

Pumpkin blushed profusely at Pound's question.

“She... she had her times, yes.”

“Times?” Pound asked with a smirk He was starting to see how Pumpkin's relationship with their house-mate had went.

“A few, yes,” Pumpkin said.

“Care to say how many?” Pound asked, trying not to laugh. This was too good, watching Pumpkin be the nervous one.

“... Three...” she squeaked.

“I'm sorry, couldn't catch that.

“... Three...”

“One more time?”

"It was three times!” Pumpkin barked at him.

Pound smirked deviously.

“There, now was that so hard?”

“Shut up,” Pumpkin said as she punched him lightly in the chest.

“I'm sorry, it's just so much fun teasing you,” Pound chuckled as he leaned towards Pumpkin, slipping his tongue inside her mouth while rolling atop of her. Pumpkin arched against him, her body lighting up at his touch. She broke away as she started gasping. Their recent conversation had sparked... something in Pumpkin.

“Not fair,” she hissed, her nethers throbbing. “You know how bad I need it.”

“Yes, yes I do,” Pound said as he crouched back and nibbled on Pumpkin's neck, biting her gently.

“And it's no offense to you or anything, but... I think I might need a little more.”

“What did you have in mind?” Pound somewhat asked, distracted by the beautiful mare arching her back beneath him.

“Well...” Pumpkin started, trying to be tactful about how she would word together her desire.

A few seconds later, she gave up. There was no tactful way she could go about this.

“I was thinking a threesome. With Rapid.”

Pound stopped immediately, stunned. Pumpkin noticed this and started worrying.

“Oh no, I really hope he doesn't object too much to that.”

Then she realized what exactly she'd asked him, what must have been running through his mind. She'd just asked him to have a three-some with her past mare lover. That had to have been a little awkward for him to think about.

“Pound, we don't have to if you don't want to,” Pumpkin tried to explain to Pound. “It's just... something I wanted to try... and we both know Rapid wants to.”

“But- you were just upset with Rapid having the apparent hots for me, now you're suggesting we both buck away at her? What are you thinking?!”

“I'm in heat, Pound, I can't think!” Pumpkin countered. “You want to know exactly what's going through my mind right now? How much I want you to buck me, how long I have to wait until you get another hard on and take me. That's all I can think about right now, Pound, so sorry if I'm a little more than curious in- HMMFG!”

Pound had found that an effective way at shutting her up was to apply his lips directly to hers. Pumpkin softened under his touch.

“It's okay, Pumpkin,” Pound whispered as soon as they broke away. “I guess I need to be a little more understanding. I don't know what it's like for you right now, so I can't pretend I know what you're thinking right now. But, Pumpkin... do you really want to share this with somepony else? I liked thinking that what we have is... special.”

Pumpkin almost laughed at how cute Pound was being.

“It is special, Pound, and I don't want to share that with anypony else.”

“But...?”

“But right now, I have an itch between my legs that requires a certain mare's attention as well. Oh, and there is something else you need to know...” Pumpkin said, trailing off.

“What?” Pound asked.

“Well, it might make you feel a little guilty about it, so...”

“Tell me.”

“It's just...”

“Say it!”

Pumpkin took in a deep breath before blurting out, “Rapid's also in heat she told me as soon as we found out I was you have no idea how horny she is!”

Pound just looked at her, mouth agape.

“That... might explain a few things...” Pound said, stunned as he remembered Rapid trying to mount him in the kitchen a few days ago. All because she was in heat, huh?

“Yeah...” Pumpkin said.

Pound thought deeply, thinking hard about Pumpkin's request. She really seemed desperate for a threesome with Rapid.

And who was he to deny his mare what she wanted.

“I guess we could work something out,” Pound said as he kissed Pumpkin's muzzle. “But make sure Rapid is okay with this.”

“Oh, don't worry,” Pumpkin chuckled. “I don't think Rapid will have any problem with that at all...”