Seth and Rainbow raced upstairs towards her bedroom, laughing and waiting to get in on some more action and this time, Seth was aiming for the one prize he was gonna get: Rainbow's ass. Both of them reached her bedroom door and went inside. Rainbow walked to her bed, adding some sway to her movements. Seth was caught in a trance at the sight of her smokin' hot ass. Rainbow could feel Seth staring at her and did nothing, but chuckled to herself.

"You gonna stare at my ass all day, or are you gonna come and fuck it with that cock of yours?" she asked, snapping Seth back to reality.

"Oh, right. Sorry about that." he replied.

"No worries babe, you couldn't help it if my ass is that awesome. Now get over here and stick that monster inside me."

"Alright, here I come." Seth got onto the bed and laid next to Rainbow Dash. She had her back turned towards him and spread her ass apart, when suddenly, the door flew wide opened, revealing a certain fashionista.

"I HEARD THAT!" Rarity shouted. Seth and Rainbow jumped. Seth turned towards Rarity and saw that she was stripped of her clothes, wearing nothing a purple strap-on and caught Seth by surprise.

"Oh shit...something tells me she planning on using that thing on me." Seth says before gulping nervously.

"Hmm? Oh no, darling. This is actually for Rainbow Dash." Rarity reassured. "I think it's time to teach our little diva here a thing or two about manners, so what do you say?"

"Ooh, now this is more like it. I never knew you were this kinky, Rarity." Seth replied with a devilish grin.

"Oh, you are too kind, darling. Now, Rainbow.....spread those legs of yours open."

"Hmm...double penetration, huh? Bring it on!" Rainbow says, spreading her legs open, revealing her wet pussy.

"Oh goodness me, you're soaking wet. A bad girl such as yourself needs to be punished." Rarity said seductively. She laid down on the bed, facing Rainbow Dash and adjusted the strap-on to where it was aimed at her pussy. Seth adjusted his shaft into her ass at the same time and then, simultaneously, they both thrusted inside Rainbow Dash. She moaned loudly.

"OH FUCK!" Rainbow shouted.

'Damn, she feels tigher in here!' Seth thought.

Rarity and Seth grasped a steady rhythm of in and out as they ravaged Rainbow Dash. To make things more interesting, Seth reached over and grabbed Rainbow Dash's breasts, turning her into putty in their hands.

"Oh fuck yes! Right there! Oh, fuck I'm gonna die!" Rainbow said.

"Don't even think about it, darling. The fun has only begun. Seth, darling. Would you do me a favor and let go of her bosom for just a little while so I can give her something even better?" Rarity asked. Seth pulled away from Rainbow's breasts.

"Oh? Like what?" Seth asked.

Without saying a word, Rarity pressed her breasts against Rainbow Dash's and started making out with her. Both girls moaned in each other's mouths, making Seth feel more aroused.

'If this keeps up, I'm gonna freaking lose it! This is hot!' Seth thought to himself. He and Rarity kept thrusting inside Rainbow's ass and soaking wet pussy, leaving Rainbow Dash at their mercy. Thinking she might be feeling left out, Seth reached over towards Rarity and grabbed her ass, massaging its soft cushion-y cheeks. Rarity moaned, still making out with Rainbow. All three were lost in a world of pleasure, lust and love for each other. Seth's pace had quickened has he thrusted faster inside Rainbow's ass. Rarity quickened her pace inside Rainbow's pussy at the same time.

Eventually, Rainbow pulled away from the kiss, panting and gasping for air. "Oh, fuck! I...I'm gonna cum!"

"Then do it! Cum for your mistress and master!" Rarity said with a sultry growl.

'That's a new one.' Seth thought to himself. "Shit! I'm cumming as well! Here it comes, babe!" he grunting loudly.

"FUCK! OH YES! YES! YES! YES! OH FUCK YES!!!!!!!!!" Rainbow shouted, before she and Seth came. Rainbow's love juices had sprayed all over on Rarity's strap-on while Seth coated the inside of her ass with his love cream.

The fatigue got to Rainbow Dash and she passed out instantly. Seth was almost about to pass out himself, when suddenly, Rarity got on top of him, while removing her strap-on. She stared down at Seth with a seductive look.

"My, my. Seems like my darling boyfriend is exhausted. Perfect. You're mine now." she said seductively.

"Oh...shit. I'm a goner." Seth said to himself.

"Now, you just leave everything to me." Rarity positioned herself to where she was facing his limp dick. She placed it in between her breasts and began rubbing them up and down.

Seth moaned softly. "They feel so soft."

"Shhhh, quiet my little slave. Let your mistress do the talking, you just keep making your manly moans." Rarity kept tittyfucking Seth until he was finally hard again. Once done, she re-positioned herself to where she aimed her pussy over his shaft and descended down with ease, moaning as she bounced up and down. "Oh fuck! I'm never going to get tired of having you inside me!"

Seth couldn't help but moan himself. He couldn't do anything else since he still felt drained from his time with RD. Rarity was lost in her own world of lust as she had complete control over her boyfriend. Her pussy eating out his hard cock hungerly, wanting to milk him for everything he's got. She then leaned down and made out with him with her breasts pressed against his chest. She locked her arms around his neck and his shoulders tightly.

With enough strength to muster, Seth reached and placed his hands on her back and her ass, massaging Rarity with his manly, yet gentle touch, making the fashionista moan in his mouth. She added a little tongue to their little make-out session, clearly dominating over her exhausted detective boyfriend.

She pulled back, wanting to get some air. "Cum inside me! Hurry! I want your hot love cream!" she moaned. She lifted herself up and bounced furiously up and down, with her breasts bouncing furociously.

Seth felt his climax coming once again and this time, with all the strength he was left to offer. He thrusted upwards once, shooting his hot semen inside her pussy and moaned alongside with her.

Rarity was all worn out and so was Seth. She got off his dick and laid on his left side, while RD was passed out in his right. They both stared at each other, panting.

"Thank you, darling. I love you." Rarity said, softly.

"I love you too, Rarity and you're welcome." Seth replied before yawning. "Well, shall we sleep in here?"

"Of course, darling."

Seth pulled Rainbow's naked sleeping figure close to him. Rarity scooted closer to Seth, making out with him softly for about a minute before the two passed out.

The next morning, Seth woke up, and got out of bed, stretching his arms and yawned. He picked up his clothes and headed towards the shower to wash off the smell of sweat and sex. His shower lasted about 7 minutes before he headed towards his wardrobe to see what he could wear for today. He decided to wear all black, since it was one of his favorite colors. The winter season was kicking in so he wore a black short-sleaved shirt, black jeans and his thin black jacket, fuzzy on the outside and the inside. He went to the kitchen and fixed himself a cup of coffee and a breakfast burrito. Just then, his phone rang. He took it out of his pocket and saw that it was his partner, Detective Steel Bars so he answered it.

"Whatcha need, Steel?" Seth asked.

"....."

"Okay, what else?"

"....."

"WHAT?! Okay, hang tight, I'll be right there!"

Seth hung up and grabbed his stuff with him and wrote a note and left it on the fridge before heading out to the garage. He hopped on his Akuma motorbike, put the blue and red lights on his bike and sounded the sirens as he bolted to the crime scene.

Meanwhile, with the girls they all walked out of the rooms, feeling both tired, yet refreshed. Fluttershy went into the kitchen to see what she can make for breakfast. She found the note Seth left and read it.

Dear girls

I got called into work today a bit early today. I left my coffee and breakfast burrito. If one of you wants it, you're more than welcome to have them, I'll pick up something on the way either to the crime scene or on the way home.

Yours
Seth Brooks

"Oh...my." Fluttershy said. She got worried and called the others into the kitchen. They did so as if there was a fire. She showed them the note Seth had wrote them and got all worried.

"What?! He left without us?" Pinkie asked in shock.

"Apparently. But something tells me it's much more serious. I don't know if all of us should go after him." Sunset says.

"I...I should go." Fluttershy says.

"But, Fluttershy dear. We don't know where he went off to." Rarity says.

"Well, what do you suggest we do?" Aria asks.

"I suggest we just take the the phone calls and help out some other clients just in case Seth doesn't come back in time. Something tells me he's got his hands full." Twilight implied.

Over at a small apartment complex, swarmed with 3 cop cars, Seth had arrived and parked his motorbike. He showed the cops his detective's badge, allowing him to pass. He headed towards the room on the far right where he found Steel Bars standing over something that's covered in a white sheet.

"Steel. What's going on?" Seth asked in a serious tone.

"Ah, Seth. Glad you made it. We've got ourselves a murder case. The victim is 31 year old Howard Nicks." Steel lifted the sheet off the victim's face, revealing a caucasian man in a black business suit with a nasty gunshot wound to the head.

"It doesn't take a rocket scientist to see that the cause of death was a single bullet wound to the head. Plus, judging by the looks of things and the way his body is growing cold, I'd say he was probably killed between 6 or 7 A.M. So tell me, do we have any witnesses who might've heard the gunshot at the time?" Seth asked.

"No, I'm afraid not."

"What about the victim? Did he live here alone or was he with someone else, like a relative or a lover?"

"Yes, of course. But the victim doesn't live here, he came by with his fiance to visit his sister."

"And who was the victim's lover and sister?"

"His fiance is 24 year old Kammie Queens and his sister is 32 year old Gretchen Nicks."

"I see. So what about the tenants? Surely they must've heard the gunshot?"

"True, it's easy to hear since none of these walls are strong enough to drown out all sounds, but for some reason, none of the tenants heard the gunshot, despite being wide awake."

Seth got curious and started thinking to himself. 'It doesn't make sense. Why didn't the tenants hear the gunshot? There has to be some sort of logical explaination. But what?' Just as he was thinking, he nearly tripped on something, but regained his footing. Seth checked on what he nearly tripped on and saw what looked like a small metal cylinder. 'What the hell?' Seth put on some gloves and picked up the strange little cylinder. 'Strange, it looks so familiar. Like I've seen it before...or probably used it before. But where?'

"Hey, Seth. What have you got there?" Steel Bars asked.

"I don't know. But I do know that it might have a lead as to who killed the victim."

"Strange, that actually looks like a suppressor."

"A suppressor? You mean like the ones used for s--" Seth paused himself as the thought finally hit him 'Wait, that's it! That's the reason why no one heard the gunshot!' Seth thought to himself.

"Hey, Seth, are you alright?" Steel asked.

"Oh, uh, yeah. I just got struck with an idea. Tell me. What kind of gun was this suppressor used on?"

"Well, it's hard to tell from the design, but I'm guessing an AP Pistol."

"AP Pistol? That's an automatic machine pistol!"

"Wait, how do you know that? You've never seen one before have you?"

"In real life, no. But in a game, yes."

"Hmm, I don't know whether to feel impressed or embarrassed that you know of a gun like that."

"Let's just work on finding the killer first. I need you to get the victim's sister and his lover over here. I need to ask them a few questions about his death. Where are they?"

"We're right here, little boy." said a female voice.

Seth turned to the door that led to the bathroom at the end of the hallway. He sees one caucasian woman with long black hair and brown eyes in a burgundy business suit, looking like she was a secretary. The other woman was a young lady who had blonde hair, a slightly tanned body and a crimson night gown.

"Good. Now that the we've got everyone here, I'd like to ask you girls some questions. First off, which of you was the one who phoned in and called the cops?"

"That would be me." Gretchen said. "Why do you ask, little boy?"

"Get with the program, miss. It was just a simple question, no need to get all smart. Next question, did any of you hear the sound of a gunshot earlier this morning?" Seth asked.

"Well, no. I was asleep in the guest room." Kammie said with a sad look in her eyes. "The only thing I did hear was a thud, and I guess that was from when he fell backwards."

"I was just in the bathroom putting up my make-up, getting ready for work." Gretchen says with a straight face.

'What's up with his sister? Her brother obviously died and yet she's acting like it's no big deal. There's definetely something screwed up with this case, but what? I'm grasping at straws here.' Seth thought to himself. "Very well then, last question: Did you happen to hear anything after the gunshot, other than the victim falling on the floor?" he asked.

"Well, I heard the sound of the door slamming shut when I got ready this morning." Kammie said. "That's when I got out of my room to check and saw my fiance lying lifeless on the floor and Gretchen leaning against the wall. It looked as if she was attacked."

"You're damn right I was attacked. After I finished putting on my make-up, I went to the living room and saw a man in a black ski mask holding a gun in his hand. I was angry and sad at him so much that I charged at him, trying to pry the pistol away from his grasp, but he was too strong and knocked me against the wall before running off and slamming the door shut." Gretchen explained. "He probably killed my brother just for the cash. The only thing he didn't take with him was that suppressor you have there. But I doubt that he'd have any fingerprints on the damn thing, what with his gloves."

'Somehow I'm not buying this whole story. A mystery man in a black ski mask breaking and entering the house just to take a few quick bucks from the vistim? If it was a break-in, the door wouldn't be in one piece. Normally there would either be a broken window, or some kind of markings on the door from a crowbar or something.' Seth thought. He walked over to the victim's body and searched his person for anything that was missing. But he found that the victim had a wallet loaded with cash, his credit cards and even his driver's license. 'Nothing's missing from the victim. Looks like I'm getting closer to solving this case and I just might know who did it. Like I always say: with a keen eye for details, one truth will always prevail.'

Seth got up and cleared his throat. Steel Bars, along with Gretchen and Kammie looked at Seth with curious looks. "What is it, Seth, did you find out anything? I have to take the ladies with me down to the station for further questioning." Steel said. Seth was starting to get a troubled look on his face, like if he took the two girls to the station, the case will go unsolved. But then something caught his eye, as well as his ear when he saw Gretchen recently adjusting her skirt. At the same time, he could hear some metal clinking.

Just then...it finally got to him. 'THAT'S IT! Now I know.' Seth got a confident smirk on his face. "Not so fast, detective, if you do so now, the evidence'll wind up lost for good." Seth said out loud.

"What are you talking about?" Steel asked.

"Detective, you worry too much, he's only a youngster and besides, I'm sick and tired of all this, now let's go." Gretchen said.

"What's the hurry, ma'am? We've already solved the case and I know who killed the victim." Seth said.

"You do! Tell me! Who is it?" Kammie said, anxiously.

"Sure thing." Seth walked up close to the three until he was a few inches away. "The murderer...is YOU!" Seth pointed his finger at none other than the 32-year-old Gretchen Nicks. She got quite perturbed when he said that.

"How dare you point your finger at me! Do you know who I am, young man? I hope you're able to back up your claims, otherwise, I'll have your badge for this!" Gretchen says.

"Gladly. You see. i knew something was off when I came here. You claimed that there was a break-in earlier this morning, resulting in your younger brother's death. But there's a few things that just don't fit the bill. One thing is the windows and the door. If it was break in, the windows would be broken into shattered pieces, yet they're all in one piece. The next thing is the door. If anyone was to break in through the door, they'd probably use a crowbar or something to pry the door open. Yet the door is completely unmarked with any signs of tampering on it whatsoever." Seth explains.

"Hah, that's not enough to convict me. There's still a bit of the matter of the gun. Where is it? All you have in your hand is that silly suppressor and no gun."

"Alright, then tell me this: Why do you keep adjusting your skirt, even though it's not coming loose? Are you trying to keep something from falling out of there?"

Just as he asked that, Gretchen got a troubled look on her face. "T-That's n-nothing! It's just a bad habbit."

"Oh? Then how come there's a constant sound of clanking metal when you're doing that?"

Steel Bars and Kammie were just as shocked as Gretchen was. Gretchen was looking more and more furious. Then in a swift motion, she pulled out what she kept concealed in her skirt: an AP pistol. She then got behind Kammie and pointed the gun at her head. Kammie began to scream in fear.

"Don't anybody make a goddamn move, or I shoot this bitch's brains out!" Gretchen shouts. Just as she said that, the cops from outside pointed their guns at her. "I SAID DON'T MOVE!"

"Alright then, how about I ask you this: Why did you kill your brother?" Seth asked.

"That wretched little brother of mine had it coming! He barely worked his way to the top while I had to slave over everything I did, pushing myself beyond my limit and getting to where I am now. But it wasn't enough for him. Whenever I'd be struggling financially, he'd always smile down at me as if he enjoyed seeing me like I was. He even had the nerve to say that he was getting married to this BITCH while couldn't even get one damn date! HE DESERVED TO FEEL MY PAIN!" Gretchen explained angerly. Seth, however, remained unphased and kept looking at her with his straight face.

He let out a sigh before speaking. "You really are pathetic. You killed your own flesh and blood just because you wanted him to experience the pain and suffering you put into your own success? He worked just as hard as you did to become a successful man. But whenever you were in trouble, he never left you alone. He was there for you when you needed help. Both emotionally and financially. But you couldn't see that because you were too busy pushing everyone away from you. You even had a chance to experience love a few times, but you probably brushed them all off because you were too busy on your work. Don't you get it? He was there for you because he loved you and you repaid him with a trip to death's door."

Seth's words really cut deep into Gretchen's heart. She felt the gun drop to the ground and Kammie broke free. She then ran over towards her dead fiance, kneeling down closer to him.

"Seth is right. Howard didn't want you to suffer like this! He was even willing to work for you. He knew that if he asked you to work for him, he's end up hurting you even more. The reason why he did all that was because he loved you! He looked up to you! And he never stop talking about how talented his own sister was!" Kammie said with tearful eyes.

Gretchen was frozen from what Kammie said, until Gretchen had kneeled down and started crying in the palm of her hands, realizing that she made a blunder that couldn't be undone.

"What have I done? ...Oh my god...I'M SO SORRY!" Gretchen cried out. She crawled over to her little dead brother and closed his dead eyes before leaning on him. "I'm so sorry! I didn't know!"

Seth kept his straight face on, but was doing his best to hold back the tears. Because in that very moment, the visions of his father passing away before his very eyes began to flood his mind. 'I know what it means to misunderstand a family's actions. Especially when they express themselves in ways that we could never comprehend ourselves.' Seth thought to himself.

Moments later, the cops cuffed Gretchen and carted her off. Steel Bars looked down at Seth with a smile. "Well, little man, it looks like you've done it again." Steel says happily, patting Seth's back.

"Yeah...I guess." Seth said.

"What's wrong? You're acting rather quiet."

"Oh, just a trip down memory lane. Nothing too serious."

At that moment, one tear was shed out of the young detective's eye as the memories of his deceased father haunted him, along with the case that had been put to rest today.

Author's Note

Don't know what I'm talking about? Well, feel free to see the first story and you'll know what I mean about Seth's deceased father.