Author's Note

Good Girls Go to Heaven (But Bad Girls Go Everywhere)

Someone in Flash’s band produced a saxophone and began playing long, downright silky smooth notes from it. As the solo reached a seeming crescendo, the drummer launched in with the beat to a classic, if underappreciated, rock and roll classic. Sunset Shimmer smiled as Macintosh swung her outwards to the driving riff of her ex-boyfriend’s guitar, their dancing picking up the pace along with the song. In all of her and Fluttershy’s planning, she’d never imagined that she would enjoy dancing with the tall farmer as much as she was right now. He was deceptively light on his feet and his natural strength made him a perfect anchor that she could spin around to her body and heart’s content. Already she was soaked in sweat, but he didn’t seem to be any worse for the wear. They’d been dancing since the band had started half an hour ago, and he hadn’t done anything but twirl and spin her until she was giggling like a small child.

Hell, he practically hadn’t said a word.

“So… what’s the game?”

The words, uttered in a country-tinged baritone, caught her completely off guard. She stopped mid-twirl and allowed herself to be pulled tight against the farmer’s muscled frame. “Uh… what do you mean?”

“C’mon, Sunset.” Mac scoffed. “I may be quiet, but I ain’t stupid. I know there’s some reason that you wanted to come to prom with me instead of your girlfriend.”

Sunset blushed. “I promise we’re not messing with you.”

“Oh, I know that.” He dipped and swung her as they continued dancing. “If I had the slightest feeling ya’ll were fuckin’ with me, I’d drop you like a hot rock mid-dip.”

“Please don’t do that.”

He smiled. “No worries. Now why don’t you tell me what’s really goin’ on here?”

Sunset looked over at Fluttershy who was trying to get the more socially inexperienced Twilight to take the lead in their dancing. “It’s Fluttershy.”

Mac stiffened slightly. “What about her?”

“Do you… like her?”

“I mean, uh…” Suddenly Mac seemed a whole lot more sweaty. “Yeah, she’s cute.”

“And?” Sunset raised an eyebrow.

“And… I might’ve had a crush on her a while back.” Mac lowered his head. “I got over it, though. I know ya’ll are together and…” His sentence was cut off by Sunset’s lips. She pulled back just as quick and he gaped at her smirking face. “Uh, you two are together, aintcha?”

“Devotedly so.” Sunset took the initiative and spun, stopping so that her back was to the young man. She took his arms and wrapped them about her waist. “As it happens, Fluttershy used to have a serious crush on you not that long ago.”

“N-no kiddin.’” Mac stammered as Sunset began to roll her hips.

“No kidding.” She repeated, letting herself be taken by the song. “Now, most of the romantic feelings had burned out by the time we got serious, but I’m gonna tell you a little secret.” She reached up and pulled his head close so she could whisper into his ear. “She still really wants to fuck you.”

Mac swallowed hard, both at the words Sunset had spoken and her backside beginning to grind into his crotch. “Is that a fact?”

“Yep.” Sunset bent her waist slightly and grinned when Mac immediately got a grip on her rolling hips. “And, as luck would have it, I’ve got some sexual tension of my own to work out. Can you guess with who?”

Even with blood rushing from his brain to other locations, Mac could put two and two together. “Twilight.”

“There it is.” She giggled, when she felt something poking her. “And I’m not just talking about you getting the answer right.”

Mac gulped and pulled Sunset upright. He spun her around and looked around to make sure their display hadn’t drawn any attention. “Why the game, though? If Fluttershy wants in my pants so damn bad, why not just ask me to prom herself?”

Sunset gave the farmer her most deadpan look. “Because she’s Fluttershy, stupid. The answer’s in her name.” She pulled close so she could whisper in his ear again. “I asked you out so I could make sure you were interested. She’s doing the same thing with Twilight right now. Look.”

Mac did… and looked back just as quick when his eyes made contact with Fluttershy’s for a split second.

“If Twilight is into it, then ‘Shy will give me the signal. Then we all can sneak off somewhere and deal with all this tension. So…” Sunset pulled back and cocked her head. “You in?”

A very large part of Mac was screaming affirmative, but his deeply ingrained country upbringing was fighting it tooth and nail. “I don’t know, Sunset. I’ve never been the type to just hit it and quit it, ya know? Don’t seem right.”

“Think of it as doing us a favor.” Sunset pouted. “If Fluttershy and I work through this, then our relationship will be stronger than ever. Bonus, you get to plow one of the hottest girls in the school.”

Mac stopped dancing, his face scrunched up in concentration. “There has to be a downside to this. There’s no way this is as perfect as yer makin’ it sound.”

“Listen to me, big guy. Let me give you some personal advice.” She pulled him close and nipped his chin. “Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth.”

Mac stared at her, his eyebrow raised. “Was… was that a damned pun?”

Sunset giggled as the band flew into the song’s final stretch. She looked over at the other couple and waited. Fluttershy had been nervous and apprehensive, not sure at all that Mac would go for the idea. On the opposite side of the coin, Sunset had no doubts whatsoever that Twilight would be down for the idea. She’d caught the nerdy girl’s furtive stares and hitched breaths in the hallways. Twilight Sparkle, much like her Equestrian doppelganger, was a ticking time bomb just waiting to explode.

Sunset wanted to taste that explosion, at least one last time.

She and Princess Twilight’s night of passion had been a standalone event, a bit of fun brought about by magically mixed up heat cycles. While her own taste for the sins of the flesh had been sated by the occasional sleepover at Pinkie Pie’s, she and Twilight had agreed to keep things friendly between them, if only to avoid any further potentially magic mess-ups.

But deep down, Sunset wanted that purple skin under her tongue just one more time.

Fluttershy was all for the idea. She’d even suggested inviting Twilight to one of Pinkie’s special sleepovers, but Sunset had shut it down. She knew that if this Twilight was anything like her twin, then she would need to be personally guided through the world of carnality that Sunset wished to wreak upon her. It needed to be just them, alone.

Then, after she had her fix, she and Fluttershy could take that next step; total monogamy.

Well, almost total monogamy. The girls were planning one final sleepover the night of graduation.

Sunset unconsciously licked her lips as she watched Fluttershy whispering into the bespectled beauty’s ear. There was a moment of hesitation… and Twilight gave a quick nod. Fluttershy looked over at Sunset and winked.

Bingo.

Almost as though reading Sunset’s thoughts, Twilight turned her head and met Sunset’s eyes. She saw the way Sunset was looking at her and bit her lower lip as she blushed. She smiled and nodded again, more exuberantly this time.

A Cheshire grin split Sunset’s face as she looked back at Macintosh. “Well, big guy; are you in?”

Mac said nothing. His eyes were wide and staring, like a rabbit that can do nothing as a fox approaches to deal the final blow. Fluttershy was approaching them, Twilight following quickly behind. Her eyes were locked on his, hooded and predatory. She was sweaty from the dance, the perspiration shining on her yellow skin. One lock of pink hair had come loose from her bun and was bobbing in front of her face. Mac had had his fair share of feminine companionship, but he’d never seen any girl look at him like that.

Like she wanted to take him just as bad as he wanted to take her.

A grin started tugging at his lips. “Oh, I’m in. D’you think she can handle me, though? I don’t wanna break her.”

Sunset burst out laughing. “Mac, the question isn’t whether she can handle you. It’s if you can handle her.“

The other couple arrived beside them. After quick greetings and some more urgent glances, they moved as one towards the gym’s exit, towards the currently empty school building proper.

"And no one said it had to be real

But it's gotta be something you can reach out and feel now

It ain't right

It ain't fair

Castles fall in the sand

And we fade in the air

And the good girls go to heaven, but the bad girls go everywhere…"

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As soon as the door was closed, Sunset’s lips were attached to Twilight’s. The scientist returned the kiss with intense, if unpracticed, enthusiasm. Not wasting any time, Sunset wrapped her arms around Twilight’s waist and pushed her back towards the teacher’s desk. Twilight gave no resistance, only squeaked slightly when her bum hit the desk’s edge and Sunset hoisted her atop it.

Sunset’s hands slid up the girl’s (obviously) purple dress and grasped the zipper, almost yanking it down in her drive to have Twilight naked as quickly as possible. Already she could hear Mac in the next room, his shocked and pleasure filled exaltations proof enough that Fluttershy was already trying to suck out his soul via his dick. If her girlfriend was already that far ahead of her, then she needed to pick up the pace a little.

The kiss ended so suddenly that Twilight’s lips were still reaching for Sunset’s for a good few seconds afterwards. She pulled off her fogged up glasses and stared at her seducer, panting. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Sunset reach back and undid her own zipper. The orange and fiery red dress fell to the floor in a heap.

Twilight finished cleaning her glasses, returned them to her face, and stared. “You… you aren’t wearing underwear.”

“Yeah.” Sunset let her hands caress her exposed skin on their way to undoing her ponytail. “I never know when Fluttershy’s gonna get the urge to drag me off somewhere, so this just saves time.” She pulled the hair tie free and fluffed out her hair. “Do you not like what you see?”

Twilight swallowed hard as she took in every inch of Sunset’s body. “No, I like it. I really like it.” She reached up and pulled the dresses top down, revealing her lack of a bra.

Sunset’s mouth went dry at the sight of Twilight’s breasts, just as she remembered them. Her nipples were already stiff, begging for attention.

“Fluttershy told me that you had a thing with the other me.”

“It was just one time.” Sunset couldn’t look away. Her hands clenched at the empty air. Already her taste buds were filling her mind with the familiar taste of the princess’ sweat, the texture of her areola on her tongue…

“She said that you wanted to relive that night with her. That it was the only gift that she could give you that measured up to you helping her get Mac for the night.”

Sunset nodded, beyond words.

“I’ve… I’ve never been with a girl before.” Twilight’s hands reached up to cup her breasts. “I’ve always wondered what it’s like, and I’ve always thought you were really hot. I figured this would be the best way to OH!”

Sunset couldn’t take anymore. She wanted the purple girl squealing instead of talking. She’d crossed the space between them in an instant and latched her lips to Twilight’s neck. She pushed the scientist’s hands away from her chest and grabbed a tit in each hand, kneading them roughly.

Twilight’s glasses started fogging up again. “I guess you’re okay with taking the lead then.”

“Mm-hmm.” Sunset ran her tongue around Twilight’s collarbone, relishing the raising bumps on the skin and the small noises she was making. The purple girl was putty in her hands. It was everything she’d been fantasizing about…

But something wasn’t right.

She wasn’t sure what it was, but she wasn’t feeling the same spark she’d felt with the Princess of Friendship. This Twilight tasted great and she was smoking hot (in that brainy, nerdy way that really got Sunset’s engine revving) but there was something about her that wasn’t meshing with her memories.

Oh well. She’d just have to try tasting something else.

Her whole body slid downwards, her mouth taking over for her hands and her hands working the dress down past Twilight’s hips. Twilight easily lifted her backside to allow the dress to slide down to the floor and she groaned as Sunset took a nipple into her mouth and sucked on it lightly. She rolled her tongue around, but she still couldn’t shake the feeling away. This was great… this was awesome…

…this wasn’t what she was expecting.

Her hands stopped rubbing Twilight’s thighs. She stopped her exploration of Twilight’s chest and stepped back, a confused look on her face.

Twilight stared at her, her chest heaving. “W-what is it?”

“I’m not sure.” Sunset put a finger to her lips, wracking her brain for the answer. “…You don’t taste like her.”

The fog around Twilight’s brain was quickly dissipating. She was suddenly aware of how very cold and naked she felt with Sunset standing away from her. Her arms crossed in front of her chest. “I… I’m sorry.”

“No!” Realizing what her actions must have looked like, Sunset quickly returned to Twilight and wrapped her in her arms. “You didn’t do anything wrong. It’s me. I’m… I’m an idiot.”

Twilight looked at her in confusion.

Sunset released her hug and sat next to her friend on the desk. “I assumed that having sex with you would be just like having sex with Twilight. The other Twilight, I mean I never reasoned that, while you two were doppelgangers, you wouldn’t actually be the same person.”

Twilight nodded. “I think I understand.” She removed her glasses and began polishing the lenses with a cloth she produced seemingly from thin air. “I mean, I’m not offended. If anything, we might have just stumbled on the next level of studies about the crossovers between our two worlds. We’ve just established that while myself and the Equestrian Twilight may look, talk, and act in similar fashions, biologically we’re completely different.” Her face broke into a wide grin. “We could do some experiments with the mirror! Maybe I could come through and we could sort out what happens when a human being is magically transformed into a pony! Of course, I would need a few weeks to work out a fully hypothesis, sketch out in possible variations in the space-time continuum, work in some fail-safes, and MMPH!” Twilight’s diatribe was silenced as her lips were once again overtaken by Sunset’s.

Sunset pulled back, her eyes hooded. “You might not be exactly like her, but you still make me wanna fuck your brains out when you talk like that.”

Twilight smirked. “What’s stopping you?”

Sunset leaned in. “Put your glasses back on…”

“Sunset?”

The two started as the door connecting the two classrooms slowly opened. They watched as a very naked Fluttershy and Macintosh (the latter discreetly covering his crotch with his tuxedo jacket) made their way towards them.

“Fluttershy?” Sunset looked at the strange look on her girlfriend’s face. “What’s wrong? Did some…” She was cut off by a deep, slow kiss from the yellow girl. She smiled dumbly when she pulled away. “So that’s what that feels like.”

Fluttershy smiled sadly. “I can’t do it. I can’t just have sex with Mac. It just doesn’t feel right.”

Sunset brushed a stray hair from her lover’s face. “’Shy, baby; we talked about this. I don’t mind.”

“But I do.” Fluttershy reached up and held Sunset’s hand to her cheek. “You’re the most important thing in the world to me. I love you more than I can put into words. As fun as doing Mac would be, I just can’t go through with it without you. It just wouldn’t feel right.” She kissed Sunset’s palm. “I don’t want to be the same bottled up nymphomaniac I used to be. I want be yours and yours alone. I want to share everything with you. I…” She looked up bashfully. “I love you.”

Sunset blinked away the few tears gathering in her eyes. “Oh, I love you too, Fluttershy.” She pulled Fluttershy to her and they just stood there, holding each other for a few moments. She kissed Fluttershy’s cheek and laughed. “We were having some issues ourselves.”

“I can tell.”

“How?”

“Twilight’s panties are still on.”

They laughed together until the clearing of a masculine throat reminded them that they weren’t exactly alone. Sunset looked back at Twilight sheepishly. “Sorry.”

Twilight waved her off. “My whole goal tonight was to try new things. Sitting almost naked in a classroom while two of my best friends say ‘I love you’ for the first time counts, right?”

Fluttershy glanced back at Mac who was clearly enjoying being in such close proximity to so much nubile nude flesh. “To be clear, I still really want to fuck Mac.” She kissed Sunset. “I just want to do it with you.”

Sunset raised her eyebrows and took in Mac’s frame. She bit her bottom lip as her eyes trailed down his chiseled chest towards his hidden manhood. “I could be into that.” A flash of inspiration struck her and she looked back at Twilight. “You want in on this, too?”

Twilight had been openly ogling Mac since he entered the room. “I suppose so, especially since I’m assuming that he’s going to be my date for the rest of the night now that you two are probably going to want to get some dancing in.”

Sunset smiled and turned to Mac. “How about it, big guy? Think you can handle all three of us?”

Mac looked from girl to girl, appraising them each. In all his pursuits, he’d never faced the challenge of three at a time before. This would indeed be a labor worthy of the old myths. He only hoped that he had the will and personal strength to endure. He let the jacket fall to the floor, chuckling at the looks on Sunset and Twilight’s faces when they saw exactly why they called him ‘Big’ Mac.

“Eeyup.”