Bonus Chapter 2: Lyra

It was lucky for Sam that pony body language really wasn’t that hard to work out. Bon Bon had shuffled down onto her belly atop the towel Lyra had fetched, her forehooves folded under her. Her tail was twitching and her ears were flat out sideways. She had her eyes affixed on the wall opposite too, and would occasionally steal a timid glance at the one crouched behind her.

'Nervous' would be a rather large understatement, thought the human as he looked down upon her. And while Sam could see her trepidation, Lyra seemed not to, and was instead just sat down on her hindquarters by the sofa, her tail swishing happily back and forth in repeated semi-circles.

Sam glanced down at the unicorn as she beamed a wide smile back up at both of them. Her hopelessly innocent eyes were gleaming with both excitement and anticipation.

Sam smiled wearily back down at the unicorn before quickly returning his attention to the prone earth mare. She was staring back up at him again, her arctic green eyes wide with uncertainty.

Bon Bon averted her eyes quickly away from his gaze and rested her chin sheepishly down atop her forehooves. While she might have been trying not to appear nervous, Sam could feel her flinch when he brought a hand to rest gently atop one of her flanks. The muscles underneath were taut and rock solid with tension.

“If you’re uncomfortable; if you want me to stop..." said Sam quietly, lifting his hand before bringing it to rest softly on the back of her neck, rubbing slowly up and down without applying any actual pressure from his fingertips. Rather than do anything seriously tactile yet, Sam was instead just letting Bon Bon know he was there, getting her accustomed to his presence within her personal space, “...just let me know. I'll end it right away...okay?”

His palm then opened flat, the fingertips resting atop her head. He then pulled slowly back in measured, repeated movements, caressing her mane between his fingers in the same way he often did when lulling Lyra off to sleep.

The subtle, ghostly touches that he went on with for the next couple of moments seemed to have a similar effect on Bon Bon, as Sam could see her ears relax and her eyes became slowly lidded. Even her tail, which had been tensed rigidly up until now, slowly came to rest back down again between her creamy flanks.

“You okay now, Bon Bon?” he murmured.

Bon Bon shuffled her muzzle down and then up just enough to indicate a positive response, and her voluminous tail gave a brief flick of appreciation just to confirm, inadvertently batting Sam playfully across the face in the process. He didn't complain. Bon Bon's brow twitched however, and her eyes opened a fraction more when she felt a shuffle on the sofa and something brushed up against the size of her face.

It turned out that Lyra had shuffled forwards and leaned down to rest her head alongside Bon Bon’s, nuzzling her gently with her eyes closed.

Fine with the presences around her now, a content smile spread over Bon Bon’s face. She then allowed her eyes drift closed once more.

'This is actually...quite nice,' thought the earth mare almost dreamily.

“Now, let’s see…” murmured Sam from up behind her, and Bon Bon hummed as she felt his hands trail experimentally down her neck and then finally separate down towards her shoulders. The encompassing space of his palms seemed to leave a trail of warmth down her coat.

Bon Bon let out a slight yelp however when Sam finally dug his fingertips down into the muscles of her forelegs. There wasn’t any pain, more plain surprise; the sensation was utterly alien. Her mouth remained hanging open as long, repeated exhalations of breath were drawn when she felt him start to gently prod and roll the muscles.

"There..." whispered Lyra into her ear, “Not so bad, is it?” Sam had fallen into a rhythm by then, and was matching his ministrations to the earth pony's breathing. The pressure would increase, drawing out stronger gasps, and then drop into subtler presses as she took short inhalations to catch her breath.

"Where did you say you learned all this again, Sam?" asked Lyra, leaning up to glance at him.

Sam hummed briefly as he continued working, "Taiwan, at least mostly. Spent a month there with Jim a year or so back. Picked up a few tricks from a masseuse I...ahem...met."

Sam for his part was actually just fascinated by the differences between the two mares that he'd tracked thus far. Lyra’s frame was trim and slender, and all her sensitive spots were so easy to reach that he often had to be careful as not to overstimulate certain pressure points and cause pain. Bon Bon, being an earth pony, naturally had slightly thicker and firmer layers of muscle, which he found himself having to knead with a lot more pressure before their tension would finally yield.

Sam got the cue that his work on the earth pony's forelegs was done when they slowly began sprawling out to her sides, the muscles having relaxed to the point that they couldn't even maintain her posture correctly without any additional effort being put in. He gave the pads of her hooves a reassuring squeeze as she quickly shuffled to regain her previous position before he finally moved on.

Her neck was next. And again Sam noted that it had a larger amount of mass compared to Lyra, but it was still easy enough for him to work through. The earth pony gave out as series of squeaky ‘hngh's with each roll of his thumbs against the thin tendons and layers of flesh there. This would escalate into sharp gasps when he'd intentionally tease certain nerve clusters which he knew caused Lyra a...certain degree of enjoyment.

At that point, Sam went on to do what he always did with Lyra when they'd reach that stage in the proceedings: he slowly began scratching down at the base of her now upturned ears.

Lyra grinned alongside Bon Bon as she let out a series of silent gasps. The earth mare's teeth clattered as she resisted the urge to actually nicker. Her tail then gave a series of rapid, uncontrollable upward twitches along with the entirety of her rump on top of it, “I always love that part…” whispered the unicorn thickly as she ran a hoof slowly up and down the side of the earth mare's foreleg.

Bon Bon was sure that her tongue was lolling slightly, but she couldn’t help it; each subtle ministration was sending constant sparks of unexpected pleasure through her frame. She’d had many a massage in her time down at the local spa, but this was more than just a little different: those fingers of Sam's would hit a spot just like any hoof would, with it's familiar soft and spongy texture, but then they would suddenly manipulate that spot from five different directions, and the depth they could reach into too...

Bon Bon realized then that she was being worked at by something that had the dexterity only a dragon claw or griffon talon could match, and yet still it held that same, comforting softness that she was used to. Because of that, it could work with a much higher pressure than those sharper appendages wouldn’t dare to lest they cause serious injury.

It wasn’t like the human didn’t have claws too. However, his were so short and neatly trimmed that they looked as though they were actually sculpted and designed for little more than adding extra stimulation, similar to the hard edge of a hoof. Bon Bon had that view cemented in her mind when Sam suddenly began scratching lightly into the groove near the base of her tail while his left hand took a firm grip on one of her flanks to steady her against the reaction he knew would come.

“Yes…” breathed Lyra as Bon Bon let out a shocked squeak at yet another new sensation. This time she couldn't stop her hindquarters from flicking up, nor her legs from briefly locking, “That’s the spot...”

The earth mare was biting her bottom lip, and was barely holding in the outright lurid moans she was desperate to make.

Surely he realized now what he was doing to her?

But still Sam didn’t relent, even as Bon Bon felt the telltale tingles and rising heat from her loins. And from the flush on Lyra’s face, it was clear that the unicorn could see her rising excitement.

Or at the very least she could smell it...

“Doesn’t she have such nice flanks, Sam?” Lyra suddenly whispered, glancing up and beyond her at the human. Bon Bon’s brow did it’s best to form a scowl at her, but unfortunately not all her muscles were currently responding as they should, “Bonnie always feels so self-conscious about them. But aren’t they one of her best features? I mean just look at how thick and full they are...”

That was all she needed, thought Bon Bon with a whimper; the human ogling her rump as her subconscious quivered it up invitingly before him, as though it were being egged on by the unicorn's words. She let out a startled ‘heek!’ too when both of Sam's hands finally came to clasp her haunches.

“I’m sure all the stallions can’t help but look,” said Sam with a low chuckle as he began kneading her there, rolling her flanks in deep, slow circles. She could feel it; the way his fingertips danced and battled with the firmest, strongest muscles in her body. She would try and clench against the invaders, only for those probing tips to strike her nerves and utterly override her control. She could feel the moisture starting to ooze out and drip down the back of her thighs by that point. Why in Celestia's name couldn’t he smell her by now? Did humans just lack that sense entirely?

She wondered about his sense of hearing then too, as each motion of her haunches forced an audibly slick wink out of her quivering marehood, open and closed, open and closed it would go. The circling of flesh was also adding repeated, stroking pleasure to the nub of her pleasure as the hood was drawn repeatedly back and forth over it's surface.

“You’re giving him quite a handful…” whispered Lyra conspiratorially into her ear, and Bon Bon could feel the almost searing heat coming off the unicorn's flushed features.

The prone mare whimpered. As an earth pony, she did indeed have naturally fuller flanks than either unicorns or pegasi, who were more slender and toned respectively in that area. And needless to say, Lyra hadn’t been the first pony (mare or stallion) to compliment her on her...proportions.

“Almost there, Sam…” whispered Lyra after a few more excruciating moments of stimulation, nuzzling the earth mare lovingly and eliciting a further shudder from her, “I think you’ve almost got Bonnie totally...relaxed.”

Bon Bon managed to shoot her a full-on glare at that point. Unfortunately however, her ability to actually vocalize her objection was somewhat limited by her need to try and hold in her rising arousal. She was already almost fully presenting herself as it was, and if it weren’t for the voluminous weight of her tail then she was sure she’d already have it fully raised by now, exposing the full degree of her arousal to him.

Lyra ignored her irritation, and instead just smirked past the earth mare and looked full on again up towards Sam, “Tell you what, Sam, why don’t you do that...thing you always do for me at the end? You know, the one that makes me really...gasp.”

Bon Bon’s eyes widened in fear even as Sam cocked his head, “Oh...uhm...okay then,” he said, and despite the earth mare’s thoughts to the contrary, Sam was not at all oblivious to what was going on right underneath him. He knew the signs, but what he couldn’t understand was why Lyra was clearly egging him on to go that far, and why Bon Bon wasn’t kicking out to stop things yet either.

Only then did the human see the way Lyra’s own tail was flicking about too, and how a dual scent of arousal now hung palpably in the air around him.

They were...both enjoying it? Not that his own jeans weren't starting to feel just a tad constraining too, mind you...

Lyra was biting her lip expectantly, watching the way his hands moved. Her eyes then drifted lower to catch momentary sight of Sam's own arousal before looking back up at him with slightly lidded eyes, pleading silently with her expression alone for him to keep going.

Bon Bon was rigid under Sam, and things seemed to slow from Lyra’s perspective as he gripped her flanks tightly again, digging his fingers in for leverage, before finally moving both thumbs inwards and onto that one sweet spot above her tail. This time however, he had no intention of lightly teasing it with a mere scratch.

Bon Bon’s eyes went saucer wide as she realized what was about to happen, just an instant before the sides Sam’s thumbs actually made contact with that one spot, wedging it firmly between them. He then began applying deep and rigorous, rolling pressure, up and down...

“Here it comes, Bonnie,” whispered Lyra huskily as Sam tapped that perfect sweet spot where tail met spine, “Just let it happen…”

Bon Bon arched her back as a scream of uncontrollable ecstasy was torn from her throat, this newest sensation finally forcing her over the edge and into full-blown climax. Her hips bucked up desperately, but still the cascade of feeling didn’t abate. He was still going at it, even as her marehood convulsed repeatedly, gushing out a wave after wave of lubricant all over his hands and lap. On and on it went, plunging her headlong into a stupefying void of pleasure.

Lyra looked lustfully into Bon Bon's face and caught her friend's outstretched tongue in her muzzle. The earth mare flung her forehooves around her best friends neck for stability and began suckling hungrily on her tongue with desperate abandon.

How Bon Bon loved this feeling, and how she'd missed that taste...

Sam’s eyes went wide at the sight, watching as Lyra lovingly cradled the earth mare through her shuddering climax whilst their tongues worked off of each other.

It was not, to say the least, an unpleasant sight for him to behold.

Sam honestly hadn’t expected her reaction to be that intense. He then looked down briefly at Bon Bon's wantonly exposed sex as it winked repeatedly. All the while the earth mare instinctively rubbed her gleaming rump off against the fabric of his own crotch with slow, humping motions. A noticeable wet spot was quickly left over his now clear bulge, and Sam suddenly realized that his own arousal was such that, if the slightest offer was made to continue proceedings, he most likely would not have been able to stop himself from yielding.

He always was one to try anything at least once, but he knew that the brakes had to be put on, at least for a moment.

Bon Bon eventually released herself from Lyra’s kiss. A thick strand of saliva still connected their two muzzles and Bon Bon’s breath was coming in short, measured gasps whilst Lyra gently cupped the side of her face with one hoof, drinking in the sight of her beloved friend’s afterglow.

Her energy spent, the earth mare finally collapsed onto her side as Sam absently and instinctively ran a hand gently up and down the length of her trunk.

Bon Bon’s glazed eyes flicked up at that point to drink in the human tenderly caressing her form. His touch was so subtle and gentle that each shudder created by it quickly transformed into a gentle warmth within her core. His blue eyes looked startled, yet not afraid. They held far too much compassion and warmth for that. She could also see the stretched area of his pants, and knew from that alone just how aroused it meant he was at that point.

He was aroused by her...

That thought alone sent a surprising tremor of excitement through her still shaking form.

It was suddenly taking all Bon Bon’s willpower to prevent herself from bracing herself back up on her hind legs and beg the human wordlessly to take things further; to take...her.

Lyra was watching between them expectantly. As aroused as she was too, she was desperate to see how they’d go from there. She wanted things to go naturally without her forcing things further; she wanted them to see by themselves how right they could all be for each other.

To her surprise, Sam then let out a pointed cough into one hand, “Well…” he said with a nervous chuckle, “that just happened.” His eyes then flicked between them and then down at himself, “I’ll just...ahem...I think I’ll just go...get cleaned up.”

Both mares blinked, and Lyra looked quickly up as Sam extracted himself from behind Bon Bon, “S-Sam, wait,” began the unicorn, “It’s really-” but to her surprise, she suddenly felt Bon Bon’s hoof come to rest on her own.

“Lyra…” the earth pony interjected quietly once Sam had made his swift, borderline desperate retreat. It looked to her as though he was in serious need of gathering his own thoughts about what had just happened too, “I...I need to talk to you…”

Lyra’s ears twitched, and she reluctantly turned from the direction Sam had vanished in to look back at the earth pony once more, “Bon Bon?” she asked. This really wasn’t going at all in the direction she’d been hoping for. Lyra had been expecting things to just escalate naturally from where they'd stopped. Instead, she felt a sudden well of panic start to swell up within her, “I-if you didn’t like what happened, p-please...don’t blame Sam. You know it was all my-”

“-I want your permission to court him,” Bon Bon cut in flatly. Truth be told, this wasn’t how the earth pony had expected things to go either. Not an hour prior this had all been a plan by her to get things back to normal between them; to prove to Lyra that the very idea of a herd consisting of the three of them was a ridiculous thing...but then there had been that moment, not before or during, but after...when she was lying in Lyra’s embrace with Sam just gently watching over her, both tenderly looking at her with compassion and love in their eyes. For just an instant, for one shining moment, she'd felt something she'd never experienced before. Sure, Bon Bon had been in a herd in her past, but never had if felt like...that. Never before had her mind simply drifted away from her and then whispered back, ‘I could live like this...I wish I could just be with them like this...forever.’

She supposed that never in the past had she just...clicked with a full herd before. But was that indeed the case now?

One of them was an alien!

'No...' her still somewhat clouded mind fed back.

One of them was her friend...

Both of them were...

Sure, it could still all be nonsense, and it could just as easily be something thought of in the heat of the moment, but the earth mare’s doubts had nonetheless taken a large, and rather sudden dent. Bon Bon remembered the look in Sam’s eyes too; and she wondered if it was because he was startled less by her outburst and, based on his clear arousal, more that he had suddenly realized he could see her in that light too?

Bon Bon shook herself out of her thoughts when she realized Lyra was now staring at her utterly agape, “You...you mean it?” she whispered after a moment, “W-would you really...really...be okay with-”

“I want…” cut in Bon Bon, staring deep into her friends honey-colored eyes, “I want...to try and be...with both of you.”

Lyra’s bottom lip began quivering, and Bon Bon knew what was coming even before the tears started to well up, “Oh, Bonnie…” she squeaked.

Deciding to push things forward before the waterworks began, particularly since she knew what Lyra's answer would be without even hearing it, Bon Bon chose to then ask, “But...have you even asked Sam about this sort of thing before?”

Lyra blinked, sniffling slightly, “What do you mean?”

Bon Bon shuffled slightly where she sat, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious, “I mean...do you even think he’d be...okay with us, with...me?”

“Oh, Bon Bon, I know he will!” she said, her tone nothing short of emphatic, “You’ve been my best friend for as long as I can remember, and I love you so very much. I know we can be so much more together...”

Bon Bon, despite herself, felt a lump quickly rising in her throat, “Lyra...oh, Celestia, now you’re getting me choked up.”

Lyra cupped her friend’s muzzle between her hooves, “And I know Sam likes you just as much as I do, and I know better than anyone how happy you could make each other. He already trusts you like family.”

Bon Bon flushed a little redder, “Does he...does he ever say those sort of things about me?”

“Only nice things when he does. And he barely even batted an eyebrow when he learned about your secret identity.”

Bon Bon’s eyes widened in shock, “Come again now?”

“Oh yeah, he learned about it weeks ago. Don’t worry, I made him promise not to tell.”

Bon Bon looked quickly about before leaning quickly in to hiss, “How in the hay did he even find out about that? Did you tell him?”

“Nah,” she said with a wave of one hoof “he figured it out for himself.”

“How?”

Lyra frowned, “You left that big trunk of your secret agent stuff in your bedroom. You know, the one with ‘property of Special Agent Sweetie Drops’ written on it? He found it when it was his turn to change all the bedding.”

“But it was hidden away though!”

“You left it under your bed, next to the clean sheets.”

“It was locked!”

“It has a big hoof-shaped button on it that pops open when you press it, Bonnie.”

“Th-then how did he even know it was mine? That could’ve been anypony’s.”

Lyra looked dryly at her, “You left your old ID card stuck to the roof of the box, remember? The one with your picture on it?”

“And you just told him when he asked?”

Lyra shrugged, “I love him. I didn’t see a problem with telling him. Like I said: he didn’t really care.”

“What do you mean? Tell me what he said.”

“Oh, okay.”

There was silence for a moment between them.

“Well?” Bon Bon prompted.

“No, he literally just said...’oh, okay’, and then he went right back to what he was doing. Never said anything else about it since. Well...except…”

“Except, what?”

Lyra blushed and leaned in slightly, “Just that he said offhand once that he thought it was kind of...ssssexy.” she said, whispering the last part right into her ear.

“R-really?”

“Yuh-huh. It’s okay, Bonnie: if you can trust these things with me, then you know you can trust Sam with them too, especially if we’re going to be family.”

Bon Bon nodded slowly, “And he was really okay with me...not always being me?”

“You’ve always been you, Bonnie,” said Lyra gently, resting her hoof atop Bon Bon’s own briefly, “And Sam knows that too. He knows that, even if you were different in the past, it’s who you are now that he cares about.”

And just like that, she was starting to get a little choked up again, “Thanks, Lyra…”

She grinned, “No problem, Bonnie. So how do you want to do this? I’m sure if we go up together now-”

“-No,” interjected Bon Bon, her blush rising briefly at the thought. It wasn’t that the idea wasn’t tempting, and indeed, remembering back to Sam just earlier, she had no doubt he’d be...ready should the urge take him, but first thing was first, “You know what you have to do, Lyra; you know how these things work. First you need to go and talk to him, make sure he’s okay with this, okay with...me. What you two have at the moment is what’s important, you need to protect that first and foremost. You’re his mare, and that’s your duty.”

Lyra nodded solemnly. This wasn’t like it was when it was just her and Sam, where she had just courted him for the day and just went for it; she knew she had to safeguard the foundations of their current relationship before adding anything to it, not only for their sake, but for Bon Bon’s too in case it didn’t work out, “A-and then?”

“And then you can...let me know if he considers me...acceptable.”

“I know he will…” she whispered, cupping her cheek again briefly.

Bon Bon nodded sheepishly and then cocked her head off towards the stairwell outside, “Go on, off with you. I saw how worked up he’d gotten, and you know how stallions get when they’re left by themselves that way,” she nudged her at that point, smirking slightly, “You don’t want him to waste anything that could be...put to better use now, do you?”

Despite her embarrassment at the thought, Lyra couldn’t help but giggle before briefly leaning in to hug her friend just once more, “I love you, Bonnie.”

“Yeah, yeah, love you too. Now go.”

“R-right,” said the unicorn, nodding firmly before bounding off with a noticeable spring in her step. That left Bon Bon alone to think on just how far she’d gone and plunged things, and if she really was ready herself. That was until that image from earlier once more sent a brief flutter through her heart.

Yes, she assured herself, steeling her resolve once more, she was ready, Her eyes then drifted towards the open doorway, but was he?

Could he really see her as being enough of a mare for him? After all, she’d been so weak that she’d gotten off from his touch alone; it had all been about her pleasure and not his, which she knew was the first and biggest no-no when it came to starting any courtship. She also hadn’t tried to prevent him from leaving either. If she had, she’d no doubt he’d still be over her, and maybe even in her, at that very moment.

Bon Bon felt her nethers quiver rebelliously at that possible alternative. Maybe she was just overcomplicating things.

She would just have to wait and see...

To be continued…

Author's Note

Yes, a slightly shorter one this time, and I apologize for that, but I really wanted the final chunk to be set apart from this chapter for pacing reasons. And while it may be a foregone conclusion regarding how things will turn out, I wanted to show there was at least be a little more thought to the foundation of their joint relationship beyond 'Bon Bon got horny, they banged, herd now.' Either way, hoped you liked this little addition. Hope to get the concluding part out for you ASAP.