Twilight cantered briskly through the orchard while humming tunelessly to herself. A contented smile lit up her face as she swiveled her ears in search of the double-thump of hooves to bark. Rounding a row of apple trees, she spotted Applejack working down the line. Trotting up, she called out, “Hi, Applejack!”

“Well, howdy, Twi!” Applejack bucked the tree and turned to Twilight as fruit rained down into the baskets. “Ya here to nab Apple Bloom for Spike’s sleepover?”

Nodding, she said, “That, and I wanted to talk to you about something ‘Saturday’ related.”

“Oh?” Applejack went onto the next tree, her tone growing beleaguered. “Somethin’ else come up? We ever gonna get to have a rodeo without somethin’ gettin’ in the way?”

Twilight giggled. “Actually, everything’s fine for when, I just wanted to talk to you about Rainbow.”

“What about her? She ain’t gettin’ cold hooves or nothin’, right?” Another cascade of apples fell as she frowned at Twilight.

“No, that’s not it, it’s about Rainbow’s…proclivities.” At her friend’s mystified expression, Twilight frowned in thought and tapped her chin. “Alright, let me ask you something…So far in our ‘rodeos’ you’ve not really taken the lead on anything. Is that normal for you, or do you normally take charge?”

Applejack’s brow knit. She pulled her hat back to scratch the top of her head. “What’s that gotta do with Dash?”

“Maybe a lot.”

“Well, uh… normally I’d say I’m a bit more hooves-on, but I’ve told ya both before; I’m the guest an’ I’m up for whatever y’all are up for.”

Twilight nodded, her smile growing. “That’s the thing, Applejack.” She stepped closer and lowered her voice. “Rainbow has a thing for other ponies taking control.”

A wry smirk spread across Applejack’s face. “Does she now? That blustery sack a’ feathers likes bein’ taken for a ride?” Shaking her head and chuckling, she trotted to the next tree. “Could’a fooled me them last two times.”

“I’m sure you’ve noticed my tendency to be a bit forceful,” Twilight mumbled, dots of color entering her cheeks. Applejack chuckled, her mind replaying the rather aggressive reaming of their first time. “Rainbow and I make it sort of a game. She wants to submit, but only if I take control; she doesn’t just give it up.”

“Well, Twi, this is fascinatin’ and all,” Applejack mused, leering at her friend, “but I don’t rightly know what it’s got to do with me.”

Twilight nodded again. “In the barn, Rainbow sort of asked me to take control part of the way through, but she found she couldn’t give up to just me; it had to be to the both of us.”

“Now you’re talkin’ a language I can understand.”

“So are you up for it?”

Pausing in her work again, Applejack turned to Twilight and gave her a decidedly hungry grin. “You askin’ if I’m up for pinnin’ Rainbow Dash down an’ makin’ her scream?” At Twilight’s amused smile, she turned back to her work. “Let’s just say Saturday can’t come fast enough.”

Twilight chuckled. “Well, that answers that question. So, for the real reason I’m here.”

“AB’s up at the house; I told her to pack up for an overnight.” She glanced back at Twilight. “Ya sure she ain’t gonna keep your hooves full?”

Twilight waved a hoof dismissively. “Rainbow’s going to be over to supervise, so it’ll be fine. I’ll see you later, okay?”

“Ya got it, Twi.”

Turning away from the orchards, Twilight set off for the farmhouse while smiling broadly to herself. Her hummed melody resumed as the apple trees thinned and she stepped into the farm’s yard. Apple Bloom was waiting for her on the porch and took off to meet her, a small saddlebag bouncing on her back. “Howdy, Twilight!”

“Hi, Apple Bloom!” Twilight paused as the excited filly closed the gap and turned to the road leading out of the farm and back into Ponyville. “You ready for the sleepover?”

“Oh, yeah!” Apple Bloom chimed, falling into step next to her. “Is everypony there already?”

Chuckling, she shook her head. “We’re stopping at Carousel Boutique to pick up Sweetie Belle on the way back, and Rainbow’s picking up Scootaloo.”

“Yay!”

The two made their way back onto the main road and trotted briskly into Ponyville. A quick stop at Rarity’s to pick up a bouncing Sweetie later, and their group met up with Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo in front of Town Hall. The three fillies broke off from Twilight and Rainbow to run giggling circles together around the pair. Rainbow gently shoulder-checked Twilight and said, “Hey.”

“Hey yourself.” She smiled warmly and ruffled Rainbow’s mane with a hoof. “Good day so far?”

“Yeah. Got some good flying in; I’m working on this new trick where I gotta make a cyclone and spin in a spiral at the same time. Most of the time I lose control halfway through and end up smackin’ into something, but I got it to work today! Mostly.”

Smirking and raising an eyebrow, Twilight asked, “Mostly?”

“I lost control, but I didn’t hit anything. So, progress.”

Twilight giggled and nuzzled Rainbow’s neck. “It’s a good thing your skull’s made of concrete.”

“Concrete? Nah, more like steel,” she boasted, returning the nuzzle. “So how’s your day been? You all set to go on this…research thingie whatever?”

Twilight nodded. “Thanks for keeping Spike busy.” She glanced at their additional guests and watched Scootaloo cartwheel down the road with Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle on either side to keep her from losing control. Despite her spotters, Scootaloo careened sideways into a garbage can with an echoing bang. Twilight winced in sympathy as the three giggled dazedly and got back to their hooves, uprighting the bin and re-stuffing it with the contents they had spilled into the street. “And those three busy, too. You sure you’re up for it?”

“No sweat, Twi.” She flashed a cocky smirk. “Scoots and her friends are nuts, but they’re wrapped up in doing whatever the heck they get in their heads to do for the day. I’m just on ‘steer them away from the sexy librarian’ duty.”

Grinning and shaking her head, Twilight pressed her side into her marefriend’s as they walked. Golden Oaks Library came into view and the door opened at their approach. Spike rushed out to meet them, turning the trio into a quartet that bolted upstairs. The slam of Spike’s door reached Twilight and Rainbow’s ears before they crossed the threshold.

“See? Piece a’ cake; they’re gonna be up in Spike’s room all night.”

Twilight turned slowly to Rainbow and cupped her chin with a hoof, drawing her into a slow and lingering kiss. She studied Rainbow’s face with half-lidded eyes and murmured, “I’ll thank you properly for doing this later.”

Rainbow watched her sexy librarian slink up the stairs, rump swaying side to side a little bit further than strictly necessary, and pumped a hoof in victory. She strutted over to the fireplace and flopped down on a pillow, grabbing the latest Daring Do novel and propping it open on her chest.

“Awesome,” she told herself. “Don’t have to do squat, get some reading time in, then I get to bang the hell out of Twi. Best night ever.”

Rainbow’s plan lasted for about five minutes.

Spike’s door banged open and Scootaloo’s voice called out into the library, echoing up and down the stairs. “Twilight, can we have a snack?!”

Rainbow groaned and dropped her book. “Scoots, Twi’s busy. Doesn’t Spike have a bunch of snacks up there already?”

A clatter of hooves and claws on the stairs brought the quartet away from Twilight’s mane and firmly into Rainbow’s. “Yeah, he’s got a bunch of cookies and stuff,” Scootaloo said, “but I’m just getting over a cold and my mom made me promise to have somethin’ healthy.”

Rainbow sighed. “Alright, I think Twi’s got a pineapple I could cut up for everypony.” She tromped into the kitchen, muttering, “That I was gonna eat,” under her breath. The four bounded to the table and took seats around it while Rainbow pulled a cutting board and knife onto the counter. She grabbed the lone, delicious-looking pineapple from the fridge and lopped off both ends.

“So, Rainbow,” Scootaloo began in an amused tone that made her pause midway through shaving off the skin. “Is what Spike said true? Is Twilight really your special somepony?”

Rainbow Dash closed her eyes and stifled a groan as Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle started snickering quietly. “Yeah, Scoots. It’s true.” She sliced the pineapple up, making sure there would be five pieces, and trotted to the cupboard to grab plates. “Twi and me are dating.”

The partially hidden laughter jumped in volume. Rainbow held back from rubbing her face in annoyance, if only because the pineapple juice would really sting if she got it in her eyes, and dished up the slices. As she set them down on the table, Sweetie looked at hers doubtfully. “It’s still got the center in it.”

Rainbow glanced from one filly to the next. “Do you really need me to cut out the middles?”

Even Spike nodded.

Rainbow tried very hard to not roll her eyes as she brought the plates back to the cutting board and sliced out the cores from four of the slices. Apple Bloom chimed, “So what’s your special somepony doin’ that’s so important?” At the mention of Twilight, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle started giggling again.

Rainbow rubbed her face and got a small amount of burning juice in her eyes.

“Yeah,” Spike said, “she didn’t tell me what was up, do you know?”

“Not really.” Rainbow kept her voice even and friendly, blinking what felt like battery acid from her vision. “Somethin’ she’s busy researching she wanted some peace and quiet for.”

“Research?” Spike blinked, frowning at the slice of fruit Rainbow set down in front of him. “But I always help her with research. She never knows where any of the books she needs are. Why would she be doing research without me?”

Rainbow felt rather thankful she was immune to puppy-dog eyes as Spike looked at her. “I dunno, Spike. You’ll have to ask her yourself.” As the chair squeaked from Spike standing up, she quickly added, “Later! All four of you leave her be.” She pointed an accusing hoof around the table. “Twi asked me to watch you girls—and Spike—so she could have some peace and quiet tonight.”

“And you just do whatever your girlfriend asks you to do, Rainbow?” Scootaloo teased.

Rainbow rolled her eyes and blew a stray bang off her face. “Just eat your pineapple, squirt.” She sat on her haunches at the corner of the table, scooped up her own slice, and took a bite.

“You know,” Sweetie Belle mused, flashing a wicked smirk at her friends, “I bet you at this exact moment that Rainbow Dash and Twilight are both sitting down…and we are in a tree.”

Spike nearly choked on his mouthful before he started laughing. “Yeah, we are!” He glanced around with a maniacal grin. All four turned to Rainbow and started chanting in unison.

“Rainbow and Twilight, sittin’ in a tree!”

“Oh, Luna…” Rainbow groaned.

“K-I-S-S-I-N-G!”

As Rainbow collected their empty plates and plodded to the sink while they chanted in singsong, she told herself that no matter how easy it would be, no matter how well she hid the bodies, even if she could probably get away with it, it was still wrong to brutally murder three fillies and a baby dragon.

“Dogpile on Rainbow Dash!” Apple Bloom yelled, leaping onto Rainbow’s back. Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and Spike soon joined her. Rainbow methodically washed the plates while the four attempted to pull her to the ground, thinking dark thoughts.

She stomped back into the main room of the library with Apple Bloom hanging from her neck, Sweetie Belle clinging to a foreleg, Scootaloo grabbing a wing, and Spike dragging along the ground holding her tail. Her movements were not hampered in the slightest.

“Ugh,” Apple Bloom scoffed, wriggling back and forth in an attempt to knock the athletic mare off her hooves. “Tryin’ to wrestle you’s like tryin’ to take down my big sis.”

“Don’t I know it,” Rainbow mumbled with a knowing grin.

“What’s that s’posed to mean?” Apple Bloom asked innocently.

Rainbow froze. “N-nothing; forget I said anything.”

“Ohh, I think I get it…”

Rainbow’s eyes grew wide and she swallowed nervously. This was not a conversation she wanted to have with her sometimes-lover’s little sister. Her mind flashed through a dozen rather violent scenarios of Applejack finding out. Rainbow knew she would not in good conscience be able to fight back. The beating would be legendary. She would probably sell tickets to it first, just to help cover the hospital bills.

“Ya wrestled her in your Iron Pony thing last year, huh?”

Rainbow breathed a sigh of relief. “Yeah, that’s what I meant.” She sat down by the fireplace, effectively tossing all four onto the floor in a heap.

“You’re no fun,” Apple Bloom whined, standing up and rubbing her sore shoulder. She turned back to her friends. “What should we do now, if’n Rainbow’s gonna be a wet blanket about wrestlin’?”

“We could go read comics,” Spike suggested.

‘Yes!’ Rainbow cheered to herself. ‘Go read comics all night!’

“Nah.” Scootaloo scrutinized the room, rubbing her chin. “…I wonder if we can work on those cutie marks in Parkour using these shelves…”

Rainbow’s coat stood on end as images of books and bookcases tumbling down on soft and tiny fillies flooded her mind. She shook her head forcefully. “What is it with you guys, are you tryin’ to give me a hard time?”

“We’re bored!” they cried.

Rainbow looked regretfully at her abandoned Daring Do book and sighed. “Wasn’t one of the points of tonight seeing Spike’s new room?”

“We saw it,” Scootaloo said flatly, “and now we’re bored.” Groaning again, Rainbow couldn’t help but glare at Scootaloo. As she glared, Scootaloo’s eyes widened and a smile lit up her face. “Cutie mark crusaders staring contest champions! Go!”

“Yay!” Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle called, turning together and sitting down forcefully, staring at each other. Spike scratched his head in bemusement as Scootaloo narrowed her eyes in challenge and locked glares with Rainbow.

Smirking despite herself, Rainbow thought, ‘Least it isn’t ‘crushed by shelves champions,’’ and leaned forward, baring her teeth in a smirk. Not to be outdone, Scootaloo edged closer to match. Rainbow was not going to be beaten by a filly at anything, even something as silly as a staring contest. Luckily, high-speed aero-acrobatics without flight goggles had provided an aggressive crash course in not blinking, and soon her opponent began to show the signs of strain. “You sweatin’ yet, Scoots?”

“You’re goin’ down, Rainbow Dash,” Scootaloo promised, leaning in closer. Her eyes wavered and Rainbow could see extra moisture beginning to pool up by her tear ducts. It was only a matter of time. “I can beat you, and when you blink, it’ll be the saddest blink you ever blunked.”

“‘Blunked’?” Rainbow teased. “I’m not the one who’s gonna be ‘blunking,’ Scoots.”

As Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle lost to each other simultaneously, a tremor ran along the bridge of Scootaloo’s muzzle. Rainbow hadn’t even started to feel the strain. Victory was in the bag. The other three gathered around to watch with keen interest, which made Rainbow all the more smug. Scootaloo’s lids quaked, and she opened her mouth in preparation for her self-congratulations.

Scootaloo sneezed.

“Augh!” Rainbow cried, reeling back. “You sneezed in my eyes, kid!”

Her ears falling flat, Scootaloo pouted. “Aww, I blinked first.”

Rainbow wiped at her face and huffed. “Alright, you four. I’ve been itchin’ to read Daring Do and the Cove of Candles since it came out. I’m gonna read it now. So unless you want me to read it out loud, you’re gonna have to clear out and find somethin’ else to do besides bug me.” She dragged the book in front of her vision.

“Ooo!”

Rainbow lowered the book to see Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, Spike, and Apple Bloom sitting at poised attention. “…You want to listen to me read?” Four heads bobbed in animated nods. Rainbow smiled warmly. ‘These kids aren’t that bad,’ she thought, ‘they respect the Do.’

She turned the book back to the first page, cleared her throat, and began to read. The group sat in enraptured silence through three chapters of Daring’s tale of pirates and buried treasure, before the rumble of hungry bellies broke their stillness. Two more chapters were read over a simple dinner, and Rainbow got them hunkered down for the night in their sleeping bags amid half-hearted and yawn-interrupted protests.

Rainbow closed Spike’s door and sagged in place. She let out a long breath and trotted wearily up the stairs. She smiled at Twilight as she climbed up the loft steps and found her lover curled up in bed and reading. “They’re down for the night. Least I hope they are.”

Twilight shut her book and turned to her marefriend with a grin on her face. “Well, I’m about done, too. Thank you, Dashie. C’mere.” She opened her hooves wide and Rainbow crawled up the bed and into her embrace. She stroked messy mane. “Was it awful?”

“Eh, it was alright.” Rainbow snuggled into her chest and hugged her back. “Scoots totally sneezed in my face. I think my mouth was open, too.”

Twilight let out a choked laugh and shook her head.

“Mostly I read ‘em Daring Do, so that was cool.” She rubbed her face through Twilight’s coat and focused on the sensation of a hoof running along her scalp. “Hope Scoots doesn’t get me sick; I’m so close to finishing that move.”

Twilight lit her horn up in response and touched it gently to the top of Rainbow’s head. “There, that’s a temporary immunity booster. Should help keep you from getting sick.”

Sitting up, Rainbow looked at her with wide eyes. “You can keep ponies from getting sick?”

Twilight shrugged. “It’s not perfect. You’d get the same thing from drinking a gallon of orange juice.”

“You are just awesome.” Rainbow pecked her on the tip of the snout. “So you got everything done for your…research whatever?” At a nod and a chuckle, she mused, “Spike said he usually helps you with that sorta thing, why’d you need me to keep him out?”

A coy smile spread across her muzzle and her gaze drifted to the book. “…These spell books I was going through have magic that’s a little bit mature for a baby dragon.”

Rainbow’s eyes widened and she looked at the old tome with interest. “Sex spells, Twi?” She licked her lips. “Learn anything good?”

“A few things,” she teased. “But we’ll worry about that sort of thing later. I want to thank you the old fashioned way.”

‘All according to plan,’ Rainbow thought as her lover dragged her into a kiss. She felt Twilight’s hindlegs lock around her hips and pull her close. Rainbow knew already she was going to be sore in the morning.

Applejack stood up in the wash basin and upturned a bucket of clean water over her head. She grinned and shook herself off, stepping out into the grass and grabbing a towel. As she ran it through her mane and tail, Big Macintosh trundled in from the north orchard, yoked to a cart brimming with apples. He offered his sister a beleaguered grin and nodded. “Ya headin’ out again?”

“That I am,” she replied, running a buffing brush through her coat. “Ya got the fort held down without me, Mac?”

“Eeyup.” He stopped next to the barn and slowly unhooked himself from the cart, sweeping his work-dampened mane back from his forehead. “I ain’t one ta pry, but I’m awful curious ‘bout these Saturday plans a’ yours, sis.”

“Keep not pryin’ then,” she teased as she retied her mane and tail. “I’ll be seein’ ya tomorrow, Mac. You try an’ work on that curiosity problem of yours, alright?”

Big Mac snorted and shook his head, walking slowly to the wash basin to clean off his day of labor. Applejack cantered from the yard and down the path. Halfway to the road leading into town, she turned into a row of trees. Stepping up to one, she gave it a swift kick and stood up with her forelegs wide. Rainbow Dash tumbled into her grasp.

“Zha—wha?” Rainbow shook her head, looking around to get her bearings.

“Time’s a wastin’, RD. Twi’s waitin’ for us.” She smirked at the sleepy mare in her hooves.

Rainbow stumbled out of Applejack’s grip and stretched out her wings. “Yeah, yeah, I was just about to get up anyway.” They returned to the path and made their way towards town at a sedate pace. “Couldn’t have kept me away tonight.”

“Me neither, sugarcube,” Applejack agreed, thumping her shoulder into Rainbow’s. “Been lookin’ forward to it all week.”

Leering at her friend, Rainbow grinned. “Me too. And I haven’t seen Twi since last Wednesday. I’ve been working on this sick new move and it’s kept me busy.”

“Well, we’re both in for a treat, then.”

“You said it.”

Their conversation fell to a lull as they took turns making heated eyes at each other, their pace slowly increasing to a near gallop. They crossed through downtown Ponyville quickly and Rainbow practically threw open the door to the library.

Spike glanced up from the logbook he was going over at the returns desk. “Oh, hi there, Rainbow, Applejack.”

Raising an eyebrow, Rainbow mumbled, “Hi…Spike. I usually see Twilight doin’ that.”

Spike bent back over the book. “Yeah, Twilight’s up in her room. Have, uh…have fun.”

Rainbow and Applejack exchanged a confused and slightly pink look before tentatively heading up the stairs.

“Does Spike know?” Applejack whispered.

“I don’t think so…and he said that in kind of a weird way.”

“Yeah…” Her brow knit in contemplation, Applejack frowned and turned her attention up the stairs.

The shades were all drawn in Twilight’s room, casting a dim pall over the whole space. Rainbow glanced around, feeling bewildered, and slunk up the stairs to the loft. A low groan greeted her arrival at the top and she stopped short.

Twilight lay in bed, her head propped up under several pillows and the covers pulled up to her chin. A portable humidifier blew puffs of steam from the bedside dresser, which was littered with twisted up bits of tissue. Twilight looked at her two lovers with bloodshot eyes. Her voice came out creaky and nasally. “Hi…”

“Oh, Twi…” Rainbow hurried to the side of the bed and pressed her hoof to her marefriend’s sweaty brow. “You look awful.”

Twilight blew her snout into a tissue and scrunched it up, tossing it with the other fallen soldiers. “I’b sick, Raidbow.”

“I can tell.” She bent down and kissed Twilight’s burning forehead.

“I casd the sbell on you, so you wouldn’ ged sick from Scoodaloo, but I didn’ dink to casd id on me, doo.”

Rainbow shook her head and chuckled low. “You should’a sent a letter or had Spike come find me, I would’ve come over to take care of you.”

Smiling weakly, Twilight rubbed at her reddened snout with a hoof. “I didn’ wan’ do bother you; you had thad drick you were working on.”

Rainbow brushed the bangs away from the bedridden mare’s face affectionately. “You come first, Twi.”

Applejack let out a weary sigh. “Well, there goes that plan. Ya want me to fetch anythin’ for ya before I head home, Twi? I can make a mean veggie soup that’ll help ya feel better.”

“You don’ hab to go, Applejack,” Twilight said, turning her head towards her friend.

Rainbow snorted. “Twi, you’re not in any shape for a threesome.”

Struggling up to sitting, Twilight moved her tissue box onto the dresser. “Don’ led be sdop you dwo from habing fun. Move thad chair over here, you dwo can hab the bed.”

“…Are you serious?” Rainbow looked at Applejack, who shrugged.

“Why nod?” Twilight asked, honking into another tissue.

Rainbow scratched her head, musing, “It’s…not really a threesome with just the two of us.”

“I know, bud I like habing sex wid Applejack, and so do you, why nod hab sex wid her now?” Twilight scooched to the edge of the bed and motioned for Rainbow to bring the big, squishy chair that was off to the side of the loft closer. Mystified, Rainbow moved to comply. Twilight got shakily to her hooves and half collapsed into the chair, letting out a sigh. Rainbow swept the blanket back around her. “You should hab fun; I don’ mind.” A coy smile broke through her reddened face. “Id’d be fun do watch.”

Rainbow turned back to Applejack. “Think she’s delirious?”

Snorting, Applejack shook her head and flashed a smirk at her friend. “Well, why not, Dash? Way I see it, it ain’t really cheatin’ or nothin’ if everypony knows about it. We all do have fun together, don’t see why we can’t have fun now as a twosome.” She shot a predatory look at the bundled up and sniffling mare. “Or other times.”

Rainbow tapped her chin and pursed her lips. Slowly, she turned back to face her marefriend. She leaned forward and dropped her voice. “…Do you want to do that, Twi? It does sound like fun, and if you’re okay with it, I’d be okay with you seein’ AJ without me sometimes.” She ran her hoof down the side of her lover’s neck. “I mean, AJ’s right. If everypony knows about it, it’s not like we’re sneaking around or anything.”

Twilight opened her mouth to respond and then grimaced. She hurriedly grabbed a tissue and let out a tremendous sneeze into it. She gave Rainbow an exhausted grin and said, “We’ll dalk aboud id more when I’b nod sick, bud I’b happy wid thad idea.”

“Well then,” Applejack said brightly from closer than Rainbow was expecting. She felt a rush of mane under her belly. Applejack swept her head up, and before Rainbow knew what was happening, she found herself thrown through the air over her friend’s back and bouncing down on the bed. Applejack winked at Twilight and murmured, “Enjoy the show, sugar,” before turning and pouncing on Rainbow Dash.

Pinned face-down on the mattress, Rainbow felt hot breaths on her neck and hooves along her sides. Applejack breathed out, “Twi tells me ya like a bit of a fight.” She nipped down hard on Rainbow’s shoulder, drawing a shudder. “Put up your dukes, pardner.”

Applejack pressed down forcefully, the weight of her powerful muscles almost pushing the air from Rainbow’s lungs. Hooves snaked around the pinned mare’s middle, grabbing her belly and pushing her rump up into her lover’s hips. Rainbow groaned appreciatively, her eyes fluttering closed and a challenging smirk pulling at her lips. She twisted, trying to find purchase to roll over by drawing up a leg, and Applejack darted a hoof down to her exposed inner thigh.

As Twilight watched her two lovers grunt and shift against each other, she realized her hoof was drifting down under the blanket. She wiped at her reddened snout with a tissue and let out a soft breath, feeling her growing wetness.

Applejack grinned predatorily, feeling the slight, but powerful mare wriggle underneath her. She bit Rainbow again, harder, aggressively caressing and kneading any spot she could reach, feeling everywhere their coats touched grow hot and slick with sweat. Rainbow flared her wings to aid the battle and Applejack caught one, pulling it close to her face.

“I did always like your wings, Dash.” Her voice came out as a sultry purr. She ran her tongue roughly down the leading edge and felt Rainbow quake beneath her, a long moan rumbling into her belly through the trapped pegasus’ back.

As Applejack’s teeth clenched around her wing, Rainbow pressed her thighs together. She pushed her unhindered wing down on the bed and rolled underneath Applejack, her lover barely keeping from being thrown off. She forced her muzzle against Applejack’s, rushing past teeth, bringing the challenge for dominance to their tongues. Applejack growled into her mouth. Both wings free, Rainbow shoved against the bed.

Applejack found herself quite involuntarily tumbling over backwards. As she struck the mattress, their kiss breaking with a surprised gasp, Rainbow’s hooves slammed into her forelegs. She struggled to break free, but suddenly Rainbow had all the leverage and the only thing she could do was squirm. Rainbow’s eyes flashed with hunger.

“You’re gonna have to do better’n that, AJ,” she growled, biting and kissing Applejack’s neck. Applejack let out a half-intoned gasp as wings grabbed her back legs and forced them apart. Rainbow shifted and she felt a thigh slide up her parted folds.

“Y-you put Twi through this sorta thing and she wins?” Applejack asked dazedly as she dampened Rainbow’s leg, rocking to match the slow strokes without conscious thought.

“You can take it,” Rainbow answered into her neck. She writhed and twisted, but Rainbow had no give. She was completely at her athletic rival’s mercy.

She made a mental note to worry about how excited she was later.

Rainbow’s wings slowly pulled her hindlegs upwards. Applejack’s struggles grew weaker as her rump was lifted off the bed, carrying her dripping marehood away from Rainbow’s thigh. In a flash, the weight lifted off her forelegs, and just as fast, her lover pinned her again, holding her backlegs down to her chest with her hooves almost behind her head. She twisted, but the powerful pegasus resolutely kept her folded halfway over herself. Her lover looked down at her sex, parted and aimed at the ceiling.

Rainbow licked her lips.

Eyelids fluttering as Rainbow’s tongue slid lazily across her folds, Applejack let out a moan and gripped her own hindlegs. She spread herself wider as Rainbow lapped at her with teasing slowness. “Nn, Dash…”

She tongued Applejack’s clit and asked mockingly, “You want me to go faster?”

“Nnf.” She scrunched her eyes shut and bit her lip, trying to arch herself into Rainbow’s muzzle.

“Give up, then.”

A feeble quiver of challenge danced down Applejack’s spine, but it only made her shudder and whimper with need.

“Say I won,” Rainbow commanded, grazing her teeth along her captive’s outer lips.

“I-I give up,” Applejack breathed out, “you win, Dash.”

“Damn straight.”

Still folded over with her ass in the air, Applejack felt Rainbow leap off the bed and spin in midair while still pinning her down. The pegasus landed lightly on either side of her head, plunged tongue first into her entrance, and sat on her face.

Applejack let out a muffled cry into Rainbow’s hot and wet marehood as she felt her lover attack her aching sex. She slid her tongue into Rainbow in earnest, trying to match lick for enthusiastic lick. She felt so powerless under the bold mare as she gripped Rainbow’s hips fervently with her forelegs.

As Rainbow explored Applejack’s recesses, she realized with some amusement that this was the first time she had tasted her friend’s juices. She drank greedily, searching out every recess, feeling Applejack’s elevated pulse thrum against her tongue. Applejack’s own skills proved just as advanced as the previous times Rainbow had experienced them, and she hugged her friend’s head with her thighs.

Applejack’s muscles bunched painfully in the rising tide of pleasure flooding her core. She scrunched her eyes tight as Rainbow’s powerful inner walls clenched around her mouth with increasing frequency. All at once she hit her peak, wrapping her hindlegs around Rainbow’s back and grinding against her captor’s muzzle as much as she could.

Rainbow stroked the underside of her thighs as she rode out her climax, whimpering through her attentions to the throbbing marehood over her face. Gently guiding her back legs down to the bed, Rainbow started rocking into her jaw. Her hooves still twitching with spikes of pleasure, Applejack stroked Rainbow’s dock and listened to her rider’s breaths grow faster and closer together.

Arching her back sharply, Rainbow cried out into the room as she came. She sagged onto Applejack’s belly and flopped sideways onto the bed with a huge grin on her face broken only by heated pants. When she could finally think straight again, she sat up and offered a hoof to her breathless friend.

“That…was awesome,” she chuckled. Applejack looked at her in a daze and she pulled her lover into a quick and fiery kiss. She half whispered, “Good effort on tryin’ to top me.”

“Dash, you’re somethin’ else.” Applejack rubbed her jaw in circles and rolled over onto her stomach. “I’m gonna use the powder room.” She stumbled to her hooves and walked crookedly towards Twilight’s bathroom. She paused at the door and ran a hoof between her soaked and matted legs. “Whoo-ee, that crazy mare did a number on me,” she marveled to herself, shaking her head and chuckling. As the door shut with a click, Rainbow turned to face her marefriend.

The blanket had fallen to the floor. Twilight had propped one hindleg up over the arm of the chair and was rubbing herself with a hoof. Her jaw hung slack and her eyes were closed. Rainbow smiled gently and slunk off the bed.

Twilight felt her hoof get nuzzled out of the way and a tongue press up against her clit. Her eyes shot open and she looked down, seeing her marefriend look up at her with warmth dancing in her eyes. “Raidbow,” she said, her voice rough, “I don’ wand do ged you sick.”

Rainbow leaned back and playfully scolded, “Then don’t sneeze on me; your head’s all the way up there,” before resuming a slow and gentle flicking of her most sensitive spot.

Twilight rubbed at her snout and smiled weakly. “You’re so good do me, Dashie.”

Rainbow pulled Twilight’s nub between her lips and suckled, stroking her lover’s thighs in languid circles. She watched Twilight’s face as pleasure cut through the misery of sickness, keeping her pace lingering and drawn out, raising the weakened mare’s arousal in a soft incline.

Twilight grinned down lovingly at the pony between her legs. Rainbow was as soft and sweet in her attentions as she was whenever she released control, but the look she gave wasn’t one of submission. Rainbow simply adored her and wanted her to feel something nice despite her stuffed up head and sticky eyes. She stroked colorful mane and leaned back in the chair.

Rainbow languorously brought Twilight to an orgasm and she closed her eyes, nuzzling into her marefriend’s crotch. She loved Twilight’s taste, loved the mix of it with Applejack’s juices on her tongue, and she felt a peaceful contentment wash over her mind while she lapped up the errant wetness of Twilight’s bliss.

Standing and wiping her chin, Rainbow swept Twilight up in her hooves and set her gently on the bed. She lifted and unfurled the blanket, tucking the sniffly mare in with care. She kissed Twilight’s brow and crawled over her.

Twilight closed her eyes and smiled as Rainbow climbed under the covers behind her and held her close around the middle, but she still protested, “I’b gonna ged you sick.”

“Breathe that way, egghead.” Rainbow kissed the back of her neck and she shivered.

The bathroom door opened and Applejack smiled at the nestled couple. “There room for one more in that bed?”

Rainbow flicked back the covers with a wing and answered, “Always.”

Sighing in satisfaction, Applejack cantered to the bed and curled herself around Rainbow’s back. She mused internally, ‘Next time, I’m gonna make this filly scream and beg, so help me…’ Grinning at the thought, she nuzzled against the pegasus’ soft feathers and murmured, “I really do like your wings, Rainbow.”

Rainbow Dash slid her wing down the solid and well-muscled side of her friend and gripped the hindleg thrown casually over her hip, holding both of her lovers close. Applejack buried her snout in Rainbow’s mane and fell asleep smelling a mix of sweat, sex, soap, and an unmistakable hint of apple trees.

Author's Notes:

tl;dr

Life lesson #34521: If you want to have sex with your hot friend while your girlfriend watches, let a child sneeze into your open mouth.