Pinkie waved enthusiastically at Twilight and Rainbow Dash, jumping in place on her hindlegs and making Gummy whip through the air from his position clamped to her tail. The two approaching mares grinned brightly from the bottom of the hill, Owlowiscious and Tank flying circles over their heads. A picnic basket bounced merrily on Rainbow’s back as they joined their friends in the middle of the park.

Winona barked happily at Tank as the tortoise flew close and settled on her back. The dog took off after Owlowiscious, and the three raced along in a meandering pattern around the group. Angel and Opalescence exchanged a haughty and indignant look and slunk away to find something more dignified to do with their time. Gummy seemed perfectly happy to hang from Pinkie’s poofy tail.

“Hey guys!” Rainbow said, dropping the basket in the middle of a blanket spread out for the group. “Twi and me brought some grub.”

Applejack flipped open the lid. “Well, lookit that, it ain’t even store-bought stuff, or daisy sandwiches. Y’all made this?”

Twilight beamed. “I’ve been learning to cook! Spike’s been teaching me. Since Rainbow was getting tired of…well, daisy sandwiches.”

Rainbow snorted good-naturedly and nuzzled Twilight’s cheek. “Nothin’ wrong with daisies, Twi, they just get boring after a while.” She gestured to the basket. “These stir-fries are awesome, though.”

Rarity peeked inside. “They do look exquisite, and it’s just about lunch time.”

Fluttershy said, “I am rather hungry. Thank you for cooking, Twilight.”

Grinning, Twilight waved a hoof dismissively. “You’re welcome; it wasn’t any trouble.”

Pinkie bounded forward and lifted the large dish of food and a stack of plates out of the basket. “Well, let’s eat, then!”

They settled down on the blanket as Pinkie quickly served them all a generous helping of noodles and vegetables. Rainbow sat next to Twilight and wrapped a wing around the mare’s back. Twilight smiled warmly and leaned into Rainbow.

Fluttershy smiled at the pair and shook her head. “You two are so cute together.”

Rainbow stuck out her tongue petulantly, but slipped back into a grin as Twilight nuzzled her neck. “I’m not cute.”

Twilight playfully whispered, “Tell it to somepony who’ll believe it, cutie.” Rainbow playfully shoved her marefriend in retort, eliciting a giggle.

Applejack chuckled and shook her head. “How long’s it been now for y’all? Six months?”

“Eight,” Twilight answered, pressing back into Rainbow. “Ever since last Nightmare Night.”

“Huh,” Applejack said, leaning back. “Ya know, y’all never talk about it. How’d that all happen anyway? Seems like one day I saw you two makin’ moony eyes at each other an’ I just sorta figured it out.”

Twilight shrugged. “Not much to tell, I guess. I was feeling really good after Luna started having fun and getting into the spirit of things. I’d had my eye on Rainbow for a while, so I just asked her on a date before everypony went home for the night.”

Rainbow smirked. “Took me a minute to answer her, though. It’s kinda hard to keep a straight face when a pony asks you out while wearin’ a big, bushy beard.”

Twilight giggled ruefully and covered her face with a hoof.

“But Twi’s totally hot, so I said why not? Glad I did, too.” She rested her head on the unicorn’s mane. “It’s been awesome.”

“Just like that, huh?” Applejack nodded appreciatively. “Well, that’s a rather nice story, I think.”

“What are you talking about, Applejack?” Rarity clicked her tongue as she shook her head. “It’s a shame! Where’s the romance and drama? The longing glances and stolen kisses? The bold declaration of hidden love from a balcony?” She sighed theatrically.

Twilight raised an eyebrow. “Why would we go through all of that instead of talking first?”

Rarity crossed her hooves and stuck her snout in the air. “You ponies have no sense of romance.”

Snorting, Rainbow said, “There’s plenty of romance. You should hear some of the stuff that comes outta Twi’s mouth when I stick my tongue in her—”

“Dash!” Twilight cried, shoving Rainbow hard enough to send her sprawling in a heap of giggles. Twilight bit her lip and willed the heat from her cheeks, struggling to not laugh.

Rarity and Fluttershy both looked scandalized and Pinkie raised an eyebrow. “Twilight says what when Dashie does what to her where?”

Applejack chuckled and shook her head. “Don’t worry about it none, Sugarcube. RD’s just bein’ crass.”

Pinkie opened her mouth, but Rarity talked over her. “Really, this conversation is not ladylike at all.”

Fluttershy meeped in embarrassment and clamped her hooves over her muzzle.

“Y’all’re sticks in the mud,” Applejack teased, “but this ain’t exactly lunch talk.”

Rainbow shoveled a huge helping of noodles into her mouth and slurped them down noisily. “I just wanted to see Rare’s face. Totally worth it.”

Rarity lifted her snout higher, but an amused smile ruined her intended effect. The group chuckled and they fell into eating their food.

“Mmm.” Pinkie grinned around a large mouthful.

“This is hittin’ the spot, Twi,” Applejack agreed. “Whatever Spike’s teachin’ ya, keep it up.” Fluttershy and Rarity both nodded appreciatively, taking dainty bites as Rainbow slurped loudly.

Twilight grinned. “Thanks, everypony.”

They talked amicably about nothing in particular, watching their pets at play. Rainbow cheered Tank on as he managed to drag Opalescence and Angel into their chase. Gummy left the security of Pinkie’s tail to stand in the middle of their circling run, leaping up to snap at anything flying overhead. After finishing their meals, they all sat back in satisfaction and let the afternoon while away. Eventually Twilight packed up the dirty plates in the picnic basket and they said their goodbyes. They split up to head their respective ways home.

Twilight cantered briskly alongside Rainbow, back towards the library. “I can’t believe you said that.”

“Really? You can’t believe it at all?” Rainbow winked playfully.

“Okay, I can easily believe it, which makes it worse.” She giggled and bumped her shoulder into her marefriend.

“What I think makes it worse is how true it is.” Rainbow smirked wickedly.

Twilight raised a suggestive eyebrow and grinned. “And just what about all the things you say, hmm?” As Rainbow’s face darkened, Twilight’s smile grew wide and she leaned in closer. “You act all tough, but we both know how you are when nopony else is around.”

Rainbow’s blush grew more heated and she glanced away, a coy smile on her face. Twilight leaned in closer and murmured, “For such a loudmouth, I can get you so timid and gentle…You really are just cute.”

Rainbow chuckled weakly and nuzzled Twilight’s neck. “Alright…you can call me cute. But just you.”

Twilight stopped mid-step and turned to her marefriend, capturing Rainbow’s lips in a forceful kiss. Noticing the lack of hoofbeats, Owlowiscious and Tank halted mid-flight and turned to see what was causing the hold up. They took one look at the couple, exchanged a knowing glance, and turned to fly back to the library on their own.

Rainbow was forced to sitting by the strength of the kiss, the picnic basket falling to the ground. She mumbled shapelessly into Twilight’s mouth, her eyes closing softly and a hoof rising to stroke the unicorn’s face. Twilight leaned back and inhaled deeply. “I love that it’s just me.”

Catching her breath, Rainbow pressed her cheek along the side of Twilight’s jaw. “I love you, Twi.”

“I love you, too.” She closed her eyes and snuggled against Rainbow, relishing the silent tranquility of the empty park path. Several minutes passed as they sat together. Eventually, Twilight shifted and opened her eyes. “Let’s go back to the library, Dashie.” She grazed her teeth along the mare’s ear and whispered, “I wanna make you scream.”

Rainbow stood abruptly and grabbed the basket in her teeth. The two hurried down the path, their sides pressed together, moving just shy of an all-out gallop. They rushed through town, weaving between milling groups of ponies, beelining for the library, giggling the whole run.

Panting lightly, Twilight shut the door behind them a little more forcefully than she meant to. She let out a chagrined chuckle and called, “Spike!”

“Hey, Twilight!” the dragon answered, his voice echoing from down the stairs. “How was the picnic?”

Rainbow spat the basket from her mouth onto the floor. “It was good; I think Tank buzzed Opal and scared half the fur off of her.”

“Oh, hi, Rainbow Dash.” Spike descended the stairs and smirked at the two. “Such a surprise to see you here,” he deadpanned.

Twilight giggled and pressed into Rainbow’s side. “Well, Spike, since Rainbow is here, do you mind—?”

“I’ll be back in a few hours,” he said, half amused and half exasperated. “See what Rarity’s doing or something.”

“Thanks, Spike,” Twilight smiled warmly at her number one assistant. “You’ve been really understanding about this.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Spike smiled thinly and headed towards the door. “I’ll see you two later.”

As the door shut behind the dragon, Twilight frowned thoughtfully. “I gotta do something for him; this isn’t really fair.” She turned back to Rainbow and pressed against her marefriend.

Rainbow’s brow furrowed. “He is still just a kid. I mean…” she smirked ruefully. “I’m pretty sure he knows what’s going on…”

Chuckling nervously, Twilight dropped her gaze. “I think he does; it’s probably why he doesn’t really complain and just leaves…”

Rainbow shifted uncomfortably on her hooves. “…You could start comin’ over to my place. I could fly you up and you can do that cloud-walking thingie.”

She smiled wanly. “I’d like that, Dashie, but it doesn’t really fix anything. Spike would just be here by himself instead of wandering around Ponyville by himself. It’s just…” Her smile changed to a smirk. “Can’t really do anything with a baby dragon in the room.”

Chuckling, Rainbow said, “I hear ya.” She chewed her lip and narrowed her eyes. “…Think he’s old enough to get his own room?” She snuggled back into Twilight, murmuring, “I bet ya got a spell so we can be as loud as we want and not bug him.”

Twilight brightened. “Great idea, Dashie! Spike would probably love having a space all to himself; it’d be more of a gift for him than anything and we can stop kicking him out!” She jumped up to clap her hooves together. As she settled back on the floor, she draped a foreleg around Rainbow’s neck. “Later, though. Where were we?”

Rainbow grinned and extended a wing over Twilight’s back. “Something about screaming, if I’m remembering right.”

“Mmm, that’s what it was,” she teased, grazing her teeth along Rainbow’s neck. “I was gonna make my Dashie scream…”

A shiver ran up her spine and Rainbow licked her lips. “Not if I make you scream first. You know it’s not that easy.”

“Oh, so it’s gonna be one of those days?” she asked into Rainbow’s coat, kissing and nipping.

“You wanna win, you gotta earn it. C’mon, let’s go upstairs.”

With a glow of magic, the door locked itself and the open sign flipped around to closed. Twilight bit her lover gently and purred out, “Now why would we need to do that if we have the place to ourselves?”

“Mmn,” Rainbow agreed. She turned and found Twilight’s lips, kissing deeply, stroking her wing along the unicorn’s back. Twilight whimpered and she advanced, darting into Twilight’s mouth and using her greater strength to push the mare back a step.

Sometimes Twilight liked to let Rainbow win. Her hectic life was always so rigidly structured and organized. It offered a rare relief for the unicorn to just let go for a while and be wild and reckless in Rainbow’s embrace. But exerting control over the brash mare had an alluring quality that was often much too great to pass up.

Rainbow pulled Twilight’s lower lip between her teeth and nibbled gently, teasing her marefriend’s sides with her feathers, lifting a leg to cup Twilight’s face. Twilight ran a hoof along her sensitive scalp and she shuddered, her steps forward faltering.

Rainbow loved being made to submit to Twilight, relinquishing control of herself so she could just be powerless in the hooves of somepony else for a while. But she was a mare of action and strength; she wasn’t going to just roll over and let Twilight win. Making Twilight scream was awesome, too. She caressed Twilight’s side more insistently with her wing, but the hoof in her mane was making every hair stand on end. She whimpered softly as her legs started to go rubbery.

Twilight grinned into Rainbow’s mouth and pressed her advantage, whipping around and pushing aggressively, forcing the pegasus to back up to the door. Rainbow moaned as they both stood on their hindlegs, feeling Twilight settle against her, pinning her to the wood. Twilight traced up her sides, into her wings and along her primaries. Her lover broke their kiss and darted to one of her hooves, held close to her chest in surprise. Twilight grasped the front tip in her teeth and bit down, teasing the soft underside. Rainbow inhaled sharply, her eyelids fluttering. “Oh, Twi…”

Twilight liked studying things; she threw herself readily into research with little incentive beyond the joy of learning. Discovering the little things about Rainbow Dash carried a strong, satisfying incentive. In exploring Rainbow’s body, Twilight learned how to play her lover like a musical instrument. She pressed her knee into Rainbow’s inner thigh in just the right spot and the mare gasped.

“There’s that look,” Twilight murmured, chest to chest with Rainbow, staring into her half lidded eyes and flushed face. “Right before you give up and let me do whatever I want to you.” She put more pressure on Rainbow’s thigh and the pegasus involuntarily parted her legs. She arched her head back and Twilight nipped her throat.

“Y-you’re really good at this,” Rainbow gasped, struggling to think clearly, to not give Twilight the satisfaction of taking control so easily.

Twilight slid a hoof down Rainbow’s side and around her back, finding the base of her tail. Checkmate. She gripped it tightly and pulled. “You love it.”

Rainbow squeaked weakly and squeezed her eyes shut, wrapping her hooves around Twilight and hugging her tightly. “Nng, Twi!” she cried. Twilight roughly stroked her dock and grinded against her chest. Rainbow felt her growing lust become insistent and yearning.

Twilight grinned triumphantly. She pulled Rainbow by the tail, turning her lover around and pushing her chest first to the door. Rainbow rolled easily, following Twilight’s tug with ready compliance. Rainbow spread her forelegs wide, bracing herself against the wood as she panted harshly. “Tell me you love it.” Twilight wrapped her hooves around Rainbow, rubbing the mare’s belly and thighs, holding herself achingly close.

“I love it,” Rainbow groaned, thrusting her hips back against Twilight.

Grinning, Twilight breathed hotly into Rainbow’s neck and slowly, agonizingly slid down her lover’s body, planting kisses and bites, grinding their coats together, grasping and massaging everywhere she could reach. Crouching down on the floor and gripping Rainbow’s cutie marks, Twilight sat back and admired the pegasus in her hooves.

Rainbow watched Twilight over her shoulder, forelegs above her head and eyes glazed over and almost closed. She breathed heavily through her muzzle. Twilight’s eyes drifted down. Rainbow held her tail aloft and to the side, draping it over Twilight’s foreleg. She thrust her hips back and angled up, presenting herself, submitting herself to the dominating mare. Her lips were puffy and glistening with arousal.

Rainbow looked so demure, so feminine to Twilight; a different pony only she got to see. A shiver of desire danced up her spine and she leaned forward to bite Rainbow’s left cheek.

“Nnf,” Rainbow grunted. Twilight bit the other side of her rump harder, sucking in. Rainbow wondered wildly if flanks could get hickeys.

Her tongue hanging from her mouth, Twilight swept up the exposed underside of Rainbow’s tail in a lingering lick. Her lover shook under her grip and Twilight pressed her thighs together, wanting attention herself. She lowered her head and inhaled the scent of Rainbow’s musk, rich and insistent on the air. Twilight opened her mouth and leaned in to taste.

Rainbow scrunched her eyes tight and moaned, long and loud. She lifted her rump higher, silently pleading for more, feeling Twilight’s tongue curl and dance against her inner walls. She felt the unicorn press in deeper, mapping her out, making her legs shake and her belly tighten.

As Twilight lapped at Rainbow’s folds, her magical senses drifted out of the room and up the stairs, to the box tucked away under her bed. She found what she was searching for and hefted it in her magic, guiding it silently down to the main room. As it drifted close, she grinned wickedly into Rainbow’s wetness.

Rainbow opened her eyes as Twilight pulled back, kissing once on her clit before standing up. She turned her head to see what was going on and was caught in a kiss. She murmured into Twilight’s mouth as she felt the smooth plastic of a strap-on slide against her sex. Twilight buckled it into place as Rainbow mumbled shapelessly, feeling her marefriend rub against her back and play with her extended wings. Twilight’s hips drew back and she felt the tip of the toy at her entrance.

“Do you want it?”

“Yes,” Rainbow whined.

“How much do you want it?”

“So much!”

“Good.” Twilight slid in until her hips met her lover’s rump.

Rainbow bit her lip and groaned out through her snout, her muscles contracting around the false stallionhood as it glided deeper and deeper. She winked around it, feeling filled, wanting nothing more than to revel in the sensation. Twilight’s chest settled on her back and Dash’s hooves held her own forelegs down to the door. She cried out sharply as Twilight slid a few inches out and thrust back inside.

Twilight gradually built a rhythm, rocking into the mare. She kissed Rainbow’s neck and watched the pegasus’ face, loving the rising look of unchecked lust. She drove herself faster and harder into Rainbow’s sex until she could hear the slap of hips to flanks, letting the noise mix with the sound of the mare’s mounting squeaks and whimpers. The door rattled in its frame from the force as she worked Rainbow with increasing speed.

“Oh, yeah!” Rainbow barked hoarsely. “Fuck!”

“Harder?” Twilight asked playfully. Rainbow nodded and bit her lip as Twilight obliged. Her hooves nearly lifted off the ground from the strength of each buck and she bit down on her own foreleg, her desperate cries at the end of each plunge cracking shrilly.

One of Twilight’s hooves snaked around her chest and pressed into her mound, finding her swollen nub and rubbing in time with each thrust. The rising tension, rising pleasure flooding her body overwhelmed her mind. Rainbow felt it again. Helpless. Completely at the mercy of somepony else, somepony she trusted implicitly and loved. With Twilight wrapped around her, holding her in place and fucking her brains out, all her barriers and masks could fall away. She didn’t have to be strong for anypony. She didn’t have to prove that she was the best. She could just be in the moment, weak, and be the one protected instead of doing all the protecting.

She could be cute.

Twilight could feel Rainbow’s muscles tightening underneath her. She found the leading edge of one of Rainbow’s wings and bit down savagely, thrusting in one last time with all she was worth. Rainbow screamed as she came, her raspy voice echoing through the room. She writhed in Twilight’s grip, grinding back against her lover as waves of lust exploded through her mind and made the tips of her hooves tingle.

Rainbow panted roughly, desperately, pinned to the door as she clenched around the toy buried to the hilt in her marehood. Twilight held her in place as she stood on trembling legs and basked in the blissful freedom from control.

The stallionhood slowly slid from her entrance and she shuddered, half collapsing back to all fours. She turned around on wobbly legs while feeling sore and ridden. Rainbow buried her face in the hollow of Twilight’s shoulder, peppering her lover with kisses. She whimpered out, “I love you, Twi.”

Grinning, Twilight nuzzled into Rainbow’s neck. “I love you too, Rainbow.”

“You always make me feel so good. I don’t have to pretend about anything around you. You’re so awesome.” She lifted a hoof and hugged Twilight weakly, burying her face in the mare’s mane.

With a small exertion of magical will, Twilight unstrapped the toy and floated it away from herself, sitting on her haunches and hugging Rainbow back. She listened to the pegasus murmur gratefully into her hair and smiled. This was really her favorite part; when she could manage to break through Rainbow’s walls completely and see her laid bare and open.

Twilight knew in a few minutes Rainbow’s kisses would grow more heated and the pegasus would take charge again, putting her lithe and athletic body to good use. Twilight knew it wouldn’t be long before Rainbow had her screaming senselessly as they made love, but for now she relished holding the pony she loved close.

Twilight lay back against her pillow, feeling spent and relaxed. Rainbow was curled around her, snuggling into her chest and half-dozing in the aftermath of an afternoon of passion. Twilight felt absolutely great as she stroked the mare’s messy mane with a hoof and stared at the ceiling. She nestled further into the bed, relishing the looseness of her muscles and gentle weight of Rainbow against her.

The pegasus stirred, briefly tightening her hug around Twilight’s middle before lazily crawling up along the unicorn’s side. She smiled tiredly at her marefriend and kissed her, a languid and sensual contact, not to stir passions but impart contentment and happiness. Twilight stroked her mane and they lay together, exploring each other’s familiar mouths.

Rainbow eventually pulled back and smiled again, settling down to lie directly on top of Twilight. Twilight grinned indulgently and kissed the top of Rainbow’s head. She watched her lover’s ears flick aimlessly every once in a while and let her mind wander. She furrowed her brow with sudden curiosity and pursed her lips.

“What are your fantasies, Dashie?”

Rainbow rubbed her face against Twilight’s chest. “What, like being a Wonderbolt?”

“No,” Twilight murmured, “Your sexual fantasies. I mean, I know we’ve got this whole domination and submission give and take thing going on, but what else?”

Rainbow stiffened against Twilight’s chest, her head turned away. She mumbled, “I dunno.”

“You must have some others. You know about mine, since I like being in control sometimes and you like being out of control sometimes. And you know about my ‘being a stallion’ fantasy.” She leaned forward and nibbled Rainbow’s ear, growling, “Which you indulge me with that toy all the time; thanks for that.” She sat back, not noticing how still Rainbow had become. “And we’ve done all those roleplaying scenarios for me. What about you?”

“I dunno.” Rainbow’s voice was uneasy. She frowned, still facing away from Twilight’s gaze. “I like the stuff we do; it’s always a lotta fun.”

“You’re so good about things I want to do, Dashie, I want to return the favor.” She stroked Rainbow’s mane affectionately. “So what sort of things do you think about doing?”

Rainbow muttered noncommittally.

“Is upping the stakes for the power dynamic appealing? Getting tied up, maybe a little more force?”

Shrugging, Rainbow said, “I’m down for that, if it’s somethin’ you wanna do.”

Twilight sighed. “I’m not talking about doing something for me, is that something you fantasize about?”

“Not really,” she answered flatly. “I just like the stuff we do.”

Trying to not get frustrated while missing the tremor of discomfort in Rainbow’s voice, Twilight continued, “There must be something you think about besides just having sex. Daring Do roleplay? I know having your hooves touched is a turn-on, but it gets to be too much for you sometimes; do you want me to push that more? Sex outside? In the air? Under water? What about—?”

“I wanna have a threesome,” Rainbow said quickly. She kept her head turned away and mentally patted herself on the back. ‘That’ll make her drop this.’

“Okay.”

Rainbow’s eyes widened and she sat up quickly. “What?”

“That could be a lot of fun. We both know each other so well; it would be exciting to have somepony else to learn about. And we could probably learn from them, too, at the same time!”

“You’re not…You’re okay with it?” Rainbow bit her lip nervously.

“Sure,” she answered, sitting up and smiling sympathetically. “I know some ponies think an interest in having additional partners is comparable to cheating, but it’s a natural desire. As much as we love each other, there are other things we both can like and find attractive. So why not have that together?”

Rainbow swallowed thickly and didn’t say anything for a few moments, her wings almost wilting at her sides. “We don’t have to.”

“Don’t be silly; it’s your fantasy. Let’s do it! Do you have anypony in mind?”

“Not…really,” she mumbled, shifting on her haunches and looking down.

“That’s okay. Are you thinking stallion or mare?” Twilight stood from the bed and cantered to her desk, pulling out a sheet of paper and a quill. “We can figure out who would be good potential matches.”

Rainbow shifted back and forth on the bed, lost in thought. Twilight seemed so into the idea. She contemplated having a third in the bedroom for real, instead of just something to get Twilight off the subject of desires. It…didn’t seem like a bad thing, really. Not a fantasy she had put any serious thought into, always happier to go with the flow of a partner than to make decisions like this, but if Twilight wanted to, anyway…

…How was it any different than if it was a fantasy of hers or if Twilight had brought up the idea first?

“I’m not really into stallions,” she eventually answered, a bit of the unease draining from her voice. “I’m not like some of those fillies who’re all ‘eww, dick,’ but they never catch my eye like a hot mare.”

“Mare it is, then. Are you opposed to maybe asking one of our friends?”

Rainbow almost fell over. “What?!”

“Friends are one of the first places to start looking,” Twilight said matter-of-factly. “We know them already and can trust them; sometimes trying to find somepony who will be up for no-strings-attached sex attracts weirdos.”

Rainbow nodded numbly. “I…guess. I mean, our friends are pretty hot. If they wanted to, too…”

“Great!” Twilight chimed, scribbling out a list of names on the paper. “Anyone you think we shouldn’t ask?”

“Fluttershy,” Rainbow answered immediately. “She’d probably faint.”

Twilight giggled. “Rarity’s most likely off-limits; you saw how she was at lunch. She’d call us both ruffians, or something.”

“Pinkie’s out, for sure. She’s way too innocent, and can you imagine how awkward it would be to teach a pony where to lick your marefriend?”

Twilight giggled at the thought. “Then that leaves Applejack.” Twilight scratched out the other names on the list. “She’s pretty relaxed about this sort of thing, from what I’ve seen. She might say no, of course, but I don’t think asking her will make her upset. What do you think? Any reason why Applejack should be crossed off?”

Rainbow pursed her lips. This was her opening. Eliminating Applejack would reduce their ready list of trusted ponies to zero. If Twilight set her mind to it, she could probably come up with some others eventually, but Rainbow could have the chance to dissuade her marefriend of the idea if she wanted to. But as she thought about it…Well, if Applejack said no, it would be the same as her saying no immediately and she could work on dismissing the whole thing afterwards, anyway. Applejack would probably say no, she reasoned.

And if Applejack said yes, Rainbow had to admit it would probably be really, really fun. And if Twilight herself was into the whole threesome thing, Rainbow would be able to enjoy it, too. Possibly a lot. She imagined if Twilight had brought it up instead of her, running through a pretend conversation.

‘A threesome? Sounds hot.’

‘One of our friends? Kinky; I like how you think, Twi.’

‘Applejack? Hell yeah!’

The remaining discomfort fled her mind. “…No. AJ’d be perfect to ask, I think.” She smirked. “Damn. Out of our friends, AJ’s the hottest one, too.”

Twilight turned around and grinned wickedly at Rainbow. “She is, isn’t she?”

Author's Notes:

tl;dr

Every pony who had cause to walk by the library that afternoon heard the door trying to tear itself off its hinges and never looked at Twilight the same way again.