Life's Left Hook

The next thing you hear is a stunned silence.

Trixie glares at you, surprised.

"I'm sorry?"

You return that very glare.

"You heard me. Get out."

"Why, I never!"

"If you're going to walk in here, bitch about a filly you hardly know, and expect me to change my mind because of your naive opinion, you're sadly mistaken."

Although she keeps her glare, some concern shows on her face.

"Anonymous, I hope you know I was just–"

"No. No ifs, ands, or buts–get out."

"But–!

"No. If you're going to be this way, I'm not giving you a choice."

After a pause, her head drops, and her face softens.

"Fine. Hopefully dear Scootaloo won't be a prickly thorn in my side, like many of her little friends have been." You keep the glare as she sulks to the bedroom, snarling a bit at you on the way out.

You hear her mumble somthing as she sulks away but can't make it out.

Then it hits you.

You won an argument.

With Trixie, even!

Holy shit, you're getting good at this.

You should get a badge.

A nice, shiny badge, that reads 'Alpha Male' on it.

That would be ni–

"Uh, dude? Why are you smiling like that?"

You suddenly realize you have such a smug smile on your face.

It falls off immediately, and you try to pull yourself back together.

"Uh, it's nothing, Scoots. Just thinking."

"You really let 'er have it, man," she says, chuckling.

"It vas... Qvite a show," the doctor says, looking over to you.

"Now, if you'll excuse me," she says, standing up, "I have business to attend to."

After she gets off of the couch, she trots to the bedroom.

"I hope Trixie doesn't plan on sleeping tonight."

After she disappears, it's just you and little Scootaloo.

And, a yawn escapes your throat.

You need to sleep, too.

It's been a long day.

"Gee, gettin' tired there?"

After you moisten your mouth, you nod.

"Yeah, I need to hit the hay, Scoots. I'm gonna call the front desk and ask for some bedsheets for you first, though."

"Nah, don't sweat it," she says, lying back. "I'll be fine. My fur's thick."

"You sure, Scoots?"

"Yeah man. You need to sleep. You look like you got ran over by a chariot."

"Really?"

"wellyouknowhatimean"

You chuckle a bit and shake your head.

"All right then, Scoots. I'm gonna head to bed. Nighty night."

"Night!"

You get up off of your chair, eat one last animal cracker, gulp it down, and start walking back to the bedroom.

Dr. Cuore and Trixie are on their way out as you make your way in.

You nod, and Cuore nods back.

Trixie merely snarls.

With that, you walk into the bedroom, revealing Cadance and Octavia under the covers.

There's just enough room for you in the middle.

"About time you showed up," Cadance says, beckoning you.

Octavia smiles at you, waving you over as well as she speaks.

"We were just talking about you. All good things, all good things."

You smile.

"Good! Take it there's room for one more."

"Of course," Cadance says, nodding.

With that, you strip in a manner of seconds, walk over, and plop down between the two mares in bed.

Octavia looks at you, smiling.

She's munching on a carrot, it looks like.

She was always one for midnight snacks.

"Ready to go to bed?" she asks, adjusting herself under the covers as she munches.

You crawl under the covers yourself, nodding.

"Yeah, I'm beat. A lot of walking today."

You feel something glide across your back.

It's Cadance's hoof, and you roll around.

"Aww, we're going straight to bed?" she coos, faking a pout.

"That was the plan, yeah."

"Wait, didn't I already deal with you once today?"

She smiles knowingly, and nods.

"Yes, and? I still have to return the favor."

"Please, no..."

She chuckles again, and shakes her head.

"No, no, I don't mean that. I mean I owe you a favor."

"Did I miss something?" Octavia asks, bewildered.

She's stopped chewing on her carrot, waiting for a response.

You roll over to look at her, and nod.

"Yeah, me and Cadance had some fun while you were at the concert hall. Hope you don't mind."

"Oh, not at all," she says, eating the last bit of her carrot and throwing away the leaves.

"After you and I at the Skydeck, I can't complain at all."

"Oooh, the Skydeck? That must have been interesting," Cadance says behind you.

"Oh, it was amazing. The view was beautiful, and dear Anonymous here knows how to push all of the right buttons"

Octavia smiles, thinking back.

"I've always wanted a romantic stallion."

"Oooh, did you two fuck?" Cadance asks jokingly.

You chuckle, and shake your head.

"Not quite. We did kiss, though."

"Yes, we kissed. But, no, we didn't get anywhere else. Not quite yet, anyhow."

"Oh, come on, you two?"

Octavia chuckles.

"What? I'm sorry, but I've been thinking about it all day now. Heaven forbid, I might have some less-than-moral thoughts now and again."

"Well, I do, too, but I think I'm going to die if I do anything."

"He's right," Cadance says, looking at Octavia. "I almost killed him earlier. Sorry about that, by the way."

"I'm going to get you back one of these days."

The three of you share a chuckle, and you rest back.

After a beat, you look to your left.

"Candy, can you turn off the lights?"

"Sure thing."

With that, the lightswitch glows pink, and with a click, the lights are out.

You roll onto your side, facing 'Tavi.

And, as you do, you feel Cadance shift and pull you close, bringing you into a spoon.

You glance back at her, and then you look at Octavia.

"C'mere. I wanna cuddle you, Octy."

"Sure. I like warm hugs."

She shuffles backwards, and you pull her into a spoon.

You are now the middle spoon.

And, undoubtedly, the middle spoon is the best spoon.

And an evil, evil idea comes to mind...

You slide your hands up Octavia's side slowly and gently.

Just like you did before.

She lets out a small hum of satisfaction.

"Hmmm, I thought you said you were done for tonight, Anonymous..."

Just as you reach what would be her armpits, you lean to whisper into her ear.

"Do you know what time it is..?"

"What time is it, dear?"

"It's TICKLE TIME!"

"Wait, wha–? OH CELESTIA PLEASE NO"

"NO MERCY"

You dig your fingers into her sides and tickle aggressively.

Octavia immediately scrambles, and bursts into a giggling fit.

Her legs kick and flail as you torture her poor sides.

"HAHAHAA!! NOO! ANON! ANON! HAHA-STOP! OHNOOHNOPLEASESTAAAAHAHAHAHAA-"

"NO MERCY!"

You keep the onslaught going.

Until you feel something grab your sides.

"C-Candance?!"

"Three can play this game."

You stop tickling Octavia.

"Y-You wouldn't!"

"All is fair in love and war..."

Before you know it, you're curled up in a ball, Cadance's hooves doing a number on your sides.

WE'VE BEEN BREACHED!

FALL BACK!

You try to scoot away from Cadance as she slaughters your sides, but you're met with resistance.

The now freed Octavia looks at you with a sinister smiles.

"Not so fast!"

"OH FUCK NO–"

Immediately, you feel Octavia assault your exposed stomach.

You can't breathe.

The assault is absolutely relentless.

And, fighting two fronts, you can't keep up.

"HAAHAHA! NO! STOP! PLEASE!"

For what feels like forever, the mares torment you with their constant tickling.

But, finally, the war comes to a close.

They pull back, and you curl up into a giggling ball of messiness.

The mares share a giggle, and after a moment, resume the cuddling that was had before.

Albeit with a bit of distrust.

Cadance pulls you into a four-legged hug, and you pull Octavia into a hug of your own.

She hums a bit in your arms, and you smile.

But you still didn't know what to do.

Both mares seemed a little on the frisky side tonight, and, well

You hate to fail to deliver.

You're torn in two, your mind, and your dick.

Your mind says yes, but your dick says no.

Shit, this is one hell of a turnabout.

After going with the more logical and loving approach, you lean your head forward.

You hinge your jaw slightly, opening up a little, and, once you reach your target

You nibble on Octavia's ear.

"Hmm?!"

She jumps a bit as you run tour tongue along your ear.

You know exactly what you're doing, and the shit-eating grin on your face shows this.

You keep caressing the thing with your tongue, and before long, it's burning hot.

"A-Anon?"

"Hmm?" you hum, still working on her ear.

"I thought you said you weren't down for anything tonight..."

Your dick doesn't lie.

For some godawful reason, you really aren't.

But you might as well try.

"Well, I lied."

You actually didn't, but you don't care.

Actually, you did lie.

You lied about lying.

You slide your hands down her sides again, sure to be careful.

"What're you gonna do?"

"Mmm, I dunno... What do you want me to do?"

"I thought the answer was obvious?"

"Oh? And the answer is..?"

"Me?"

Everything about this is turning you on right now.

But your dick isn't working.

Please, for the love of god.

Something.

Anything!

"Well, that was... The plan... I suppose..."

Nailed it. Fucking grade-A seduction right there.

Octavia grumbles a bit

"...I think I need a little help, though."

"With?"

"Erm, it's not, uh..."

"...Oh."

With that, she starts to shuffle around.

"I'd be willing to give you a hoof with that. Maybe a bit more."

Please let this work...

She moves out of your hands, rolls over, and lowers herself under the covers.

She's already in position and ready to roll.

"My, you weren't kidding," she says, idly prodding at it.

It was still about as hard as a wet spaghetti noodle.

You curse to yourself, and sigh.

"Yeah, yeah, I-Whooaokay..."

Before you know it, you feel her lips wrap around your length and suck you right in.

It was a bit of a shock, at first, but it doesn't take you long to relax.

But the blood still isn't flowing yet.

Why god why.

She keeps going, wiggling the thing around in her mouth for a good two minutes.

Nothing has happened, spare a little growth in your groin.

You're not even at half mast, though.

She pulls back eventually, and sighs.

"Is... Is it not working? Am I doing something wrong?"

You sigh.

"No, it's not you, hun. I'm just not... I don't know. I'm just not working tonight."

Octavia sighs again.

"Want me to keep going?"

"It's up to you. I can work on you if you want."

"No, no, it's... It's fine, Anonymous. I think I just ruined the mood for myself, anyhow."

Fuck

You let out a groan, and shake your head.

"Whatever, I guess. If junior doesn't want to, then I guess we can't."

You sigh, and Octavia re-emerges from under the covers.

"Sorry, Anonymous."

"It's fine, hun. It isn't your fault."

She smiles at the pet name, and brings you into a hug again.

The bridge of her nose is buried flat against your chest.

She looks up at you with those beautiful purple eyes.

You feel a familiar jolt down your spine, and you return her gaze.

"I love you."

"I love you too, hun."

"I love you too," chimes a third voice behind you.

You chuckle a bit, and look over your shoulder.

"I love you too, Candyass."

"Wait, what?"

"Nothing."

You smile as you rest your head and drift off to sleep.

Even though your failboner bothers you a fair bit, the last little conversation at least brought your spirits up.

That, and being the middle spoon was great...

Letting out one more deep breath, you pass out.

After a sweet dream of you in the old McDonalds ball pit, you wake up.

But you aren't in your bed.

Nor are your mares beside you.

And the background is awfully loud.

Where the hell are you?

You sit up and look around for a moment, bewildered.

The only thing you see that's familiar is a big, pink, round booty across the room.

Or, cab, you should say-concerning the forests were rolling past you on the other side of the windows, the chugging of a locomotive engine can be heard, and the familiar bumpy ride were all pointing to the fact that you were on a train.

Wait, didn't you fall asleep in a hotel room?

"Oh, hey, look! Sleepin' Beauty's awake!"