Sweets And A Dash Of Rainbow.

I tapped my fingers on my wall, staring at the front door and waiting for the pair to wander through the doors. Rainbow Dash was looming somewhere outside, finally taking the hint and leaving me to my silent rage. I could only hope she got laid, or moved on, or at the very least stopped being so enamored with me. As flattering as it was, it had moved past tragic, right into annoying.

I would have time to break it off with her, dump her on her friends and get back to my life, but first I needed to sort out my own love problems. "Come on Bon Bon...just make it quick...just...make it quick." I laid my head against the wall, tapping it hard and nearly braining myself. I stretched my legs, my betrayed rage not outdoing the pain of standing for hours on end.

I reached back, lifting my leg and starting to pull my shoe off. I tossed the shoe away, switching feet as the door clicked open. "Ryan, we're home!" Bon Bon shouted, Lyra's laugh filling the house as the pair stepped inside. Bon Bon was wearing a bright white dress, a dark navy sash tied around her barrel and looped around her back. It was adorable affair, her hooves wrapped up in a pair of bright tan strap sandals, just coming up over the edges of her hooves. "Ryan--"

"Aha--" I shouted, stumbling forward and popping my shoe off. "Whoa shit-" I grabbed the doorway to keep from slamming face forward, "Aha!"

Bon Bon walked over, leaving Lyra to bounce around the room. "What? What, aha?"

I flung my shoe at Lyra, hitting her flank and causing her to bolt across the room. "Oh Celestia what the fuck!?"

"Oh don't, what, me!" I shouted, storming up to Bon Bon and bumping her muzzle with my stomach. "I saw you!"

Bon Bon took a step back, pulling her hoof to her nose. "Ow...Ryan, why?"

"Oh don't start!" I screamed, throwing my arms out, "You know I don't get pissed off without a good reason, so cut the shit!" I leaned over her, Bon Bon not even flinching, her ears standing straight as could be as I yelled. "Well!?"

"Well what!?" She shouted, prodding my stomach with a hoof, "I come home all dressed up, I brought presents, and you sent Lyra to go and--"

"Oh you think presents can make this okay?!" I screamed, stomping my foot, Bon Bon still not budging an inch. "Ow...." My foot still ached, the time spent on my feet slowly catching up with me. "Don't pretend you didn't talk with him! I saw you walk away with him too!"

Bon Bon cocked her head. "Wait...who?"

"Don't play this game damn it!" I shouted, ducking down and grabbing the straps of her dress, "If you're cheating on me don't lie! I can take the hit, just don't fucking lie to me!"

Bon Bon slowly opened her mouth, letting it hang low as her eyebrows curled inward. "Ryan...what the buck? I mean...what the fuck, hell, whatever you say...are you talking about?" She pressed a hoof against my chest, slipping the patterned leather under my shirt and rubbing my bare skin. "Ryan...did you get hit on the head? Are you feeling alright?"

I snapped back, pulling my hands away and spinning around. "Bon Bon, I know I saw you! You were outside the candy shop, walking away with some random stallion! I mean, if you're not into humans anymore, that's fine, if it's me, still fine, but don't lie--"

Bon Bon frowned hard, "Lyra, where were we today?"

Lyra dragged her flank across the ground like a dog, "Ow ow ow- shopping district and the market!"

Bon Bon nodded, "Did we meet any stallions on the way there or back?"

Lyra rolled onto her side, clutching her flank. "On the way back no! Jeez, who throws shoes Ryan!? Who throws a shoe!?"

Bon Bon's soft frown turned back to me. "Ryan...I made sure not to pass by the shop, I'd get seen and asked to make somepony something special, and Lyra said she'd take care of the normal stuff. Now, she told me you helped, and I figured you'd be working for a while so I was out a little longer. But I never met any stallion, and I sure as shit never went anywhere with- I went somewhere with a stallion in a shop...but...you know what never mind, I'll return it!" She glared at me, swinging her flank to me. "Ryan, you're such an asshole!"

I fell to my knees, babbling and snarling at myself. "I- but you- then where'd you get that dress!?" I shouted, extending my arm. "Huh!? How do you--"

Lyra let out a sharp whine, "She left this morning like that! Oh gods...my ass hurts so damn much! Why Ryan, why!?"

I grabbed my head, "I just- I saw you...and it was you, blue and pink curls, same haircut--"

"Manecut." Bon Bon corrected.

"Shut up!" I shouted in annoyance, "I- it was you! I know it was you! You were--"

Bon Bon's head shot upright, locking straight forward. "Oh...oh no...." She turned towards Lyra, "Lyra...go get the phone, we need to call the city hall."

I grabbed my head, "Lyra, city, what!?" I leaned back on my shins, "What the fuck is going on?! Why the hell is--"

"Changelings." Bon Bon stated, turning to me with a soft smile, "Ryan...I thought you lived here a while now, how have you never seen one?"

I felt my jaw drop open. "Wait- what!? I- are you kidding me?!"

Bon Bon shook her head. "Were they wearing a dress?"

I pulled at my jaw, "Uh...no, just you without--"

"Were they wearing panties? I mean...it's pretty normal since you showed up, most ponies wear panties in public now."

I thought back, remembering when Harper Cloths rolled out panties that matched pony coats, leaving them covered up without being noticeable. "Uh...I don't- no?"

Bon Bon rubbed my head with her hoof. "Ryan, they usually show up around Hearts and Hooves day, they get a lot of desperate ponies try- wait...there's a stallion...sleeping with a changeling...that looks like- ew-" she jerked her hoof away, "eck- ew ew ew ew!" She stomped her hooves in place. "Oh great, that's going to be so freaking weird!" She stomped so hard a strap of her sandal started to slip down her hoof. "Every year! I swear there's somepony out there who's got a crush or- eck- obsession with me!"

I just stared at the ground. "What the hell...shape shifting...I don't--"

"Ryan, why did you not punch him!?" Bon Bon asked, ducking her head and getting face to face with me, her bright blue eyes sharp with worry and anger. "That's so gross, some random pony banging a copycat!" We stared at each other, Bon Bon's eyes not wavering once from my own. "Ryan...say something!" she yelped, shaking me with her hooves, "Ryan!? Come on, say something! You were yelling and angry, and now you're just--"

I shot forward, dipping my head down and catching Bon Bon's lips on the upstroke. Her eyes shot wide as I pushed her back, her hooves pulling back and releasing some of the pressure on my chest. She released a soft mmm, borne of confusion. I moved my hands from the floor to her barrel, holding the curves of her body and letting my fingers dig in against the soft cotton dress. She shoved back, turning her head to the side with a confused look on her face, eyes straight forward, her mouth torqued into a sharp frown. "Ryan...what the--"

I slid my hands up her body, tucking them against her forelegs, "I didn't know what else to do," I laughed, lowering my head and letting her curls press against my dome. I started laughing softly, rubbing her barrel up and down. "I'm still so fucking mad...."

Bon Bon snapped her head back to me. "Um...so you kissed me?"

I pulled my own head back, "What else was I going to do? I'm just...are you sure--"

Lyra started spinning on the floor, her flank stretching as she pushed herself around the floor. "Damn it Ryan! We met after I left the shop, it was like ten minutes I didn't see her! God damn you and your shoe!" She spun around like mad, her flank wiping up the dirt from the floor. "My ass, why!? Whyyyy!?"

"Shut up Lyra!" Bon Bon shouted, snapping her head around and slapping me with her mane. "My time!" She swung her head back to me, "Ryan, I'm going to say this now. You're an idiot." She bopped my nose with a hoof, the sandal slapping against my face with a soft wap. "I don't cheat! If I wanted somepony else I'd leave, I wouldn't go behind your back! You're a big boy Ryan, you could--"

I picked her up, lifting her hooves off me and pulling her level with me. There was a single moment, locked eye to eye with the mare I loved. "Bon Bon-" I leaned forward, pressing my lips against her own, forcing her head back slightly and indulging in the soft texture as she leaned back, her eyes fluttering softly but still staying open. "-I'm sorry."

Bon Bon sat there, hooves hanging against my wrists as I held her upright. "...Uh...okay." She wore a near invisible pink about her face, her body shifting about in her dress, "Is that--"

I leaned forward, planting my lips against the warm short hairs along her neck, "Nope...." I ducked low, holding her up and kissing her neck, burrowing into the curve of her chin and slowly leaning her against my shoulder. She bristled under my touch, letting out a soft coo as I nuzzled deep against her neck and breathed down her dress. "Gonna be a lot more."

Bon Bon's hooves pawed lightly at me, one finding its place on my forearm and the other hazily pressing on and off my chest. "Ryan wait- hmm, Ryan, Lyra's in here--"

"Don't care-" I hissed, drawing a deep breath past her coat and flicking my chin against her withers. "You smell like sugar and blueberries." I bit her neck, using a wide approach and flicking my tongue past her coat. It wasn't the most enjoyable sensation, but the torn up moan Bon Bon let out as I tugged at her skin was amazing, causing a flood of warmth to rush from my chin down to my fingertips. I tensed my hands around her body, the soft white dress noisily shifting as she squirmed and tried to brace herself.

Her body lifted up, her back hooves pressing hard against the floor and forcing us upward. She was trying to get away from me, trying to catch her breath. I kept at her, nipping at her skin and slowly moving from her neck to her jaw, letting her shivers and twitches pulse through my body. Each lick, nip, bite, it was driving her mad, her moans getting louder, heavier, each one shorter and more strained than the last.

I pulled back, switching sides and biting a bit harder than before. Bon Bon locked up, her hoof tightening around my arm, her right shoving hard against my chest. "Ow ow- Ryan--" I shifted slightly, prodding her with my I teeth as she tried to squirm free. I wouldn't hurt her, but a little pinch was sending me into an animal idea, I was on top, I was finally topping her, I was warm, I felt big, my world was bright and pulsing with the colors that splashed against the walls and her coat. Her mane slowly dropped into view, her chin moving up to try and alleviate the pinch along her neck.

But another shift, another bite, and she was locked. Her body was ridged, her hooves going limp and hanging against me as I dug my fingers into her dress, squeezing her slightly doughy body and pulling her close. I let out a mean snarl as she tried to pull free, letting out a soft whimper as I squeezed the fleshy bits of her neck. It was weak, wanting, submissive. She was giving up, for the first time since I'd met her, she was giving up to me, not asking me, not forcing me, but letting me work as I wanted to.

I wrapped my right arm around her, tucking her back against my forearm. My left slid down her body, tugging at her sash on it's way down. Her tail was popped up, lifting her dress just enough for me to slid my finger under.

"Fuck you!" Lyra shouted, her magic breaking the sound of our breathing. "Who throws a shoe!?" She yelled, winging something at me. Before I could turn, let go of Bon Bon I felt a solid metal piece slam against the back of my head. I yanked my head back, pulling my hand away from Bon Bon's flank.

"Jesus- fucking ow!" I screamed, losing my balance and scrambling sideways, falling onto my shoulder and leaving Bon Bon to fall away. "What the fuck!?" I yelled, clutching my head to the sound of a horseshoe slowly ringing around the ground. "Why!?"

Lyra let out a soft yelp. "My ass! That's what you get for throwing shoes! Somepony's gonna throw one back!"

I tightened up into the fetal position, hands covering my head as the metal shoe ceased its flailing and snapped against the ground. "Lyra!" Bon Bon shouted, my vision locked up tight as I tried to keep from crying. "I- you can't throw that around!"

Lyra's hooves hit the ground hard, one missing the trademark thud of her shoes. "He threw his first!"

"Mine is canvas and rubber!" I screamed, rolling around and clutching the lump on the back of my dome. "You threw a metal bar at my head!" I interlaced my fingers, covering the bump. "Oooooooow!