Best Friends
“About time!” Rainbow Dash huffed as the server set down the plates of food on the three connected tables.
“Sorry for the wait,” he said, nodding his head. “Here are the appetizers. The entrees may be a bit longer.”
Rarity waved a hand in a placating manner. “That’s quite alright, dear. Rainbow Dash is just impatient.” Rarity smiled at him and held up a five dollar bill. The server took it and smiled back as he left.
The assembled group began to help themselves, Applejack watching the tip exchange as she picked up a cheese fry. “Rarity, don’t ya usually tip them after the meal?”
“Putting up with Rainbow, he’s earned some extra,” Sunset quipped.
“Hey!” Rainbow grabbed a piece of garlic bread and glared down the tables at her. “You’re lucky you’re friends with the lovebirds, or we’d be stepping outside right now.”
“Speakin’ of.” Applejack nudged Flash Sentry. “Hey kids, the meal’s here.”
Sitting on Flash’s lap, chatting away, Twilight jerked and slid into her own chair, blushing. “Sorry. We were just talking.”
“Uh-huh.”
Sunset rolled her eyes and gave them a smirk. “And kissing. We all saw it.”
“We did not! Well, maybe a little.”
“Jealous, Sunset?” Rainbow asked.
Sunset shook her head and waved a hand in the air. “I told you, I’m over it.” She smiled warmly at Flash and Twilight. “It’s actually pretty cool to see you two are doing so well.”
Twilight nodded. “Thank you.” She picked up a cheese stick and bit off the end. “And thank you for agreeing to come.”
“Yeah.” Flash smiled at her. “It means a lot to us.”
“No problem. I’m not gonna turn down a free lunch.” Sunset grinned and bit into her own cheese stick. “Even if it is with these five.”
“Yeah, we weren’t exactly turning cartwheels either,” Rainbow muttered.
“I was!” Pinkie piped up. “Not because we were having lunch with the nasty bully that made high school miserable for us until Twilight transferred. I just do it for fun.”
Rarity sighed. “Pinkie Pie’s assertions aside, Sunset, you’ve been perfectly delightful. It’s a shame we waited so long to get to know each other better.”
“Not surprising after how awful I was to you guys back in high school.” Sunset closed her eyes and shrank down in her chair. “The things I said, the things I did…” She snorted. “To think you two would be my best friends after what happened…”
“Hey.” Twilight reached across the table to pat Sunset’s hand. “It’s in the past now. College is a chance for people to reinvent themselves and you’ve done that. I’ve seen the real you now, Sunset. She’s a good person.”
Sunset raised her head and smiled softly. “Thanks, Twilight. You don’t know how much that means to me.” She ducked her head to bite into what was left of her cheesestick as the conversation continued around her.
Sunset kept to herself except to offer a couple comments, listening to the conversation rather than take part. A few minutes later Twilight stood from her chair and Sunset slid her eyes over. Twilight whispered in Flash’s ear and headed in the direction of the bathrooms. Sunset took a drink of her soda and mentally counted to ten. She wiped her hands on her napkin and stood up.
“I’ll be right back, gotta go to the bathroom,” she said. Rarity gave her a look and a nod and then went back to talking to Fluttershy about something. Sunset rounded the table, taking a quick look at Flash’s drink as she passed behind him. She walked through the tables to the hallway to the bathrooms and pushed open the door to the women’s.
A quick drop to her haunches to peek under the stalls confirmed no one else was here except for Twilight. Sunset smiled and licked her lips. She leaned against the door and waited. A few seconds later she heard a toilet flush and Twilight stepped out. She saw Sunset as she crossed to the sinks. “Oh, Sunset. Did you have to go too?”
“Not really.” Sunset put as much husk into her voice as she could muster and sauntered over to Twilight, swinging her hips. As Twilight finished washing her hands and grabbed the paper towels hanging nearby, Sunset moved behind her and pressed herself up against her. “I just wanted to see you.” Sunset’s breath washed over Twilight’s ear and she pressed a kiss to her neck.
Twilight gasped and turned around. “Sunset! Not here!”
“Why not?” Sunset moved closer, forcing Twilight to lean back against the sink. She could have moved away if she wanted to. Sunset knew she wouldn’t. “No one’s here.” Sunset moved closer, brushing her lips against Twilight’s. She let Twilight finish the connection. When the kiss was in full force Twilight inhaled sharply, her hand coming up to Sunset’s neck and tangling in her red and gold hair.
Sunset ran her tongue along Twilight’s mouth but pulled back when Twilight opened to accept her. Instead she lifted Twilight’s leg up to her waist, her other hand running up and down Twilight’s back under her shirt. If Sunset had pushed back just a bit more she’d have Twilight sitting on the sink with her legs wrapped around Sunset’s hips.
Twilight broke the kiss and put a hand on Sunset’s collar. “We can’t. Someone could come in. If one of my friends saw…”
Sunset bit her lip and nodded. “You’re right. I’m sorry.” She pulled Twilight to her feet and helped smooth out her clothes. “I just wanted to see you. It’s been three days, Twi.” Sunset gave Twilight a lustful look and put a hand on her hip to pull her close again.
Twilight swallowed and nodded. “I know. I’ve missed you too.” She closed her eyes. “We can’t keep this going, Sunset. If Flash finds out…”
“I know…” Sunset leaned her head forward, resting it against Twilight’s. “You two are my best friends. I don’t want to ruin that and your relationship with him.” She cupped Twilight’s cheek and ran her thumb over it. Sunset shuddered. “I just can’t help myself.” She kissed Twilight again and Twilight arched into her, their bodies molding together. Sunset held Twilight’s back to keep her close.
Twilight was panting when Sunset pulled away. “Soon, I promise. I’ve just had a lot of studying to do lately.”
“Tonight,” Sunset said. “It’s Saturday. You can spare tonight, can’t you?”
Twilight shook her head. “I can’t. Flash is taking me to dinner.”
“After? You can be out a bit later than normal, right?” Sunset pleaded, her eyes shimmering.
The expression made Twilight hesitate before answering. “Maybe.” She kissed Sunset again, a brief one this time. “If not tonight, Sunday. I promise.”
“You’re cruel to me,” Sunset whispered. She stuck her tongue out and tapped it on Twilight’s lips.
Twilight shivered. “How do you do this to me?”
“We’re girls, Twilight. I know what you need.” Sunset moved her hand down to Twilight’s ass and squeezed it, eliciting a squeak. “What we both need.”
Her face flush, Twilight stepped away and took a deep breath. “I need to get back out there.” She looked in the mirror and made sure her clothes were smooth. “How do I look?” She turned to Sunset. Sunset’s response was to look her over and give a wolfish grin. “Stop that!” Twilight hissed, blushing. Sunset giggled and leaned against the sink. Twilight turned away and pulled the door open, casting her one last glanced before leaving.
Alone, Sunset turned and examined herself. Content that nothing was amiss, she pulled open the door and walked down the hall to the men’s room. Inside, Sunset quickly dropped down to look through the stalls. No one in them and a look around the corner confirmed there was only one person at the urinals.
Sunset grinned and discretely slipped into one of the open stalls, pushing the door shut. She waited until she heard the urinal flush and the sink turn on before she counted to five and then pulled the door open.
Flash was just finishing drying his hands. He tossed the paper towels into the trash and then caught sight of Sunset behind him. “Sunset!” He turned to face her. “What are you doing in here?”
“Waiting for you.” Sunset quickly closed the gap between them and threw herself at Flash, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him deeply. Her breasts flattened against Flash’s chest, her legs astride his.
Flash took hold of Sunset’s hips and pulled her back. “Not here, Sunset. We could get caught.”
“I know.” Sunset licked her lips and gave him a suggestive leer. “Remember back in high school?” She took hold of Flash’s wrists and moved his hands down to clutch her ass through her orange miniskirt. “Third period one Friday a month?”
Flash shuddered. “Of course I remember.”
Sunset leaned into Flash and lapped at his neck. “For old time’s sake, then?” she whispered. She moved up to his ear and gently took the lobe between her teeth. “Please, Flash. It’s been almost a week.” She palmed his groin, grinning at the bulge she knew she’d find. “We can be quick…” Sunset kissed Flash’s cheek and ran her hand up and down his fly.
“If someone sees us…”
“We’ll go in the stall.” Sunset fingered the buckle of his jeans.
“They could hear…”
“We’ll be quiet.” Sunset looked Flash in the eye and gave a slow, purposeful lick of her lips. “My mouth’ll be full, anyway.”
Flash growled and grabbed Sunset’s ass tighter, lifting her into the air. Sunset gasped in surprise, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. Flash carried her into the nearest stall and pressed her against the wall. He kissed her deeply, a knee pushed between her legs. Sunset moaned into the kiss and began to grind on that knee, her skirt hiking up her thighs. Flash let her legs down and broke the kiss, staring into her eyes.
“How the hell am I supposed to say no when you talk like that?”
Sunset sucked in a breath. “Please, Flash. Take me. Right here. I don’t care who finds us.”
Flash swallowed. “Later. I promise.”
“Tonight,” Sunset said instantly. “I can’t wait any longer. I need you.”
“Tomorrow.” Flash shook his head. “I’m going out with Twilight tonight.”
“Then before!” Sunset pleaded, grabbing his hand. Flash watched as Sunset brought his hand up to her mouth and kissed his palm. “Don’t make me wait, Flash…” Sunset whispered the words and held his eyes as she ran her tongue along his fingers, popping one into her mouth.
Flash reluctantly nodded. “I’ll see what I can do.” Sunset pouted and looked away. Flash took her cheek in his hand and turned her back to kiss her. When he was done he sighed. “We can’t keep this up, Sunset. If Twilight finds out, it’ll destroy her.”
“You think I don’t know that?” Sunset replied. She sniffed and looked hurt. “She’s my best friend, Flash. You both are. I’d never do anything to jeopardize that.” She ran a hand over his chest. “But the things you do to me…”
“I know…” Flash closed his eyes. “We’ll figure this out, Sunset. I promise.” He placed another chaste kiss on her lips and then stepped out of the stall. “You need to get out of here, before someone else comes in. You go first, in case someone sees us leave.”
Sunset nodded and stepped out. She approached the door, deliberately swinging her hips and knowing without looking back that Flash’s eyes were glued to her ass. In the hall, Sunset leaned her head back and smirked.
Pathetic.
Sunset walked back to the table. The group didn’t even glance up as she sat back down. But Twilight did. Her eyes met Sunset’s and Sunset’s lips curled into the slightest of smiles. It was enough to make Twilight’s face heat again. Sunset took another sip of her soda and grabbed another cheese stick. Not long after, Flash came to the table. As he pulled his chair out his eyes met Sunset’s. Shooting a quick glance to make sure Twilight wasn’t watching, she held the cheese stick between her open lips and flicked her tongue over the end. Flash’s face hardened and he quickly sat down. As he and Twilight began to talk, Sunset chewed her snack and watched the two with a small smile.
Idiots.
She looked back at the other five, still talking amongst themselves. From the looks of things they were now passing around a phone taking selfies. A free lunch and a chance to make friends with her friends. From the looks of things they care about as much for the idea as I do. No matter. Sunset had done what she came here to do. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. She faked a disappointed look and stood up. “Damn.”
Twilight and Flash broke their conversation to look over at her. “Something wrong?” Twilight asked.
“Had an alert set on my phone. I’m supposed to be home for a package delivery.” Sunset sighed and looked back at them. “I think I’ll have to duck out early.”
“That’s okay.” Flash waved a hand. “Gotta do what you gotta do, right?”
“Yeah.” Sunset grabbed her coat and moved to the other side of the table. “So sorry, Twilight.” She bent over to give the other girl a hug.
“It’s okay. I appreciate you coming out anyway.” Twilight patted Sunset on the back. Sunset ended the hug and moved on to Flash.
“What she said,” Flash echoed.
“Hey!” The three looked up to see Pinkie holding her phone up. “Say cheese!” The three leaned in and Sunset put her arms around her friends’ shoulders. Pinkie snapped the picture. “That’s a good one! Now you’re officially our friend!”
“Send it to me, I’ve gotta go.” Sunset waved at the group and turned to head to the doors as they called farewells after her. When she was out of view she let out a breath and rolled her eyes.
The same sack of losers as always.
Outside, Sunset crossed the parking lot to her car when her phone vibrated. She pulled it out and saw the text alert. She tapped it and found a new text from Pinkie Pie. The picture she had taken filled Sunset’s screen: Flash and Twilight on either side of her as Sunset leaned between them and smiled at the camera.
She’s right. That’s a keeper. Sunset saved the photo to her phone and called up Twilight’s contact. Her thumb moved swiftly to send a text.
Let me know if you can come over. Please, Twi.
The text sent, Sunset tapped back and went to Flash’s profile.
Just give me a time and I’ll be waiting. Please.
She mentally pictured the two each getting her text within seconds of the other and wondered what lie each would concoct for the other.
A pair of fools. They’re perfect for each other.
Sunset got into her car and started up the engine. As she looked in the rearview mirror she caught sight of the backseat and turned her head. A pair of thin purple panties lay plastered to the upholstery. Sunset thought back to last weekend, when Twilight had laid spread across the seat with Sunset’s head between her legs. She reached back and pulled the panties forward. She still smelled the faint scent of Twilight’s body wash.
Well, I’m sure these will come in handy. She shoved them into her pocket and decided to figure out how to have fun with them later.
Enrolling in the same college as Twilight, Flash, and their friends had been entirely accidental. But once Sunset found herself in so many of the same classes as the two, the old wounds opened up. Like it was yesterday, she remembered the day Twilight transferred to Canterlot High. Stood up to Sunset and encouraged other students to do the same. One by one she turned Sunset’s kingdom against her. And then the trophy of it all – she took Sunset’s boyfriend. Flash may have insisted they were broken up but Sunset ignored it. He was hers whether he accepted it or not. Then Twilight took him.
The rage and anger towards the two had smoldered to weak embers after graduation. Sunset had the summer months to get over it and look forward to college life, a chance to start over without Twilight to ruin it again. Those hopes had been dashed when she saw Twilight walk into her classroom and make eye contact. Then, sitting behind Twilight that day, silently trying to burn holes in her skull with a look, Sunset had an idea.
It didn’t take much to earn Twilight’s trust. Assurances of regret and guilt, a few token shows of kindness, and they were ‘friends’. And it was a short hop from Twilight to Flash. Every time they kissed Sunset wanted to gag. But she restrained her darker urges, held back the fury. She tempered it with patience. She would have her revenge and it would run so deep that Twilight would never heal.
Seducing Flash wasn’t hard. Sunset had always been one of the sexiest girls in high school with a body that made boys drool and her budding maturity over the years coupled with a strong exercise regimen had toned her young adult body to feminine perfection. Of course Flash couldn’t resist her, what male could hope to? It had just been a matter of whittling down his defenses, playing to his sex drive while still maintaining the façade of a reformed nice girl. The right outfits to highlight the right parts of her body in ‘innocent’ ways, a couple innocently suggestive words and acts. Sunset made sure that the mere sight of her was enough to get him hard.
Then, one day when she had conveniently run out of gas and needed a ride somewhere, she struck. He had nowhere to go in his car, just the two of them alone. A faked moment of weakness on her part, a kiss, a stammered apology. And mere minutes later they were parked in a back corner of the parking garage with Sunset straddling him. She wanted to shout out her triumph to the world as Flash pumped into her. But again she held back. A one-time fling? A loving relationship like this would easily recover; Flash would confess to Twilight and she would forgive him, and no excuse from Sunset would salvage her carefully crafted persona of their new friend.
She went for the long, slow burn. Of course Flash felt guilty. Sunset gave him space, carefully chose her words to ensure he never told Twilight. And when Flash’s resolve was weakened once more, she seized her chance again. And again. A heated affair boiled between them and Sunset stoked the flames to make sure they were at their peak before she dove in for the kill. In one swift move she would break both their hearts and ensure whatever was left of their relationship would be too little for them to salvage.
Keeping up appearances demanded she spend time with Twilight. One night in Twilight’s dorm room as they watched a movie together, she got the call that Rainbow Dash had worked up the courage to ask out her high school crush, Spitfire. The revelation that she was gay was hardly news to Sunset. Then Twilight had asked if Sunset had ever been with a girl. A few questions later, Twilight admitted that she was curious and college was supposed to be a time to experiment after all. She’d just not had the heart to approach anyone because it would make their friendship awkward.
Let it never be said that Sunset Shimmer passed up a golden opportunity. Especially when it rather literally landed in her lap.
That had been three months ago. And what had once been a simple plot to take back her boyfriend was now a revenge more delicious than anything Sunset could have conceived before. Both of them were now her lovers. The very thought made Sunset laugh out loud at the absurdity of it. Twilight was harder to work over than Flash and she insisted it was a one-time thing. A little show of vulnerability on Sunset’s part, a crafted story about secret jealousies and admirations, and Twilight had taken Sunset’s hand and let her lead her to the bedroom to consummate their affair in earnest.
Juggling the two of them was the ultimate thrill. Yet it was easier than she expected. Being close friends with both of them let her keep up to date with their schedules. She knew who was free when and for how long. She could make plans to meet with one of them for a tryst at the perfect opportunities. And over time, Sunset wormed her way deeper into their hearts and their beds, until they couldn’t resist her. The day Twilight had been the one to call her and ask her to come over had been Sunset’s greatest triumph to date. The day she knew she had truly won.
Keeping up the charade hadn’t been much more of a challenge than before. Being close friends with both afforded Sunset the chance to be their confidant. Any doubts or suspicions they had about each other were quickly quelled by her soft assurances. Any suspicions of Sunset were smoothed over with shows of affection and guilt. How could they suspect her? They were Sunset’s best friends, the only friends she ever had. How could she do anything to deliberately hurt them? And once their fears were put to rest, Sunset made sure any further protests were silenced by her mouth and tongue.
More exciting than fucking both of them behind the others’ back, however, was how close she could chance discovery. She'd lost track of how many times she'd kissed Twilight when earlier in the day she'd been on her knees with Flash thrusting between her lips, or how many times Flash had ducked his head between her thighs when Twilight had been doing the same mere hours before. Visiting Flash at work on his break before driving to Twilight's, not always in that order, had become her favorite pastime.
Once Flash had called home while Sunset was there and Twilight had carried out a conversation with him while Sunset’s tongue was buried in her snatch. Twilight had weakly protested when the phone rang. Sunset ignored her - Flash was only calling because Sunset had planted the idea in his head, after all. Sunset had tried in earnest to make Twilight cum while Flash was on the line oblivious, but Twilight had held herself back. Sunset privately vowed that next time she would win. She’d already done the same with Flash the previous week. Sitting in a bathroom stall at his work, she’d looked into his eyes with his cock buried deep in her mouth as he pumped his cum down her throat, one hand clutching her hair and the other holding his cell phone to his ear while Twilight talked to him. Sunset still remembered the thud of her heart in her ears at the rush of it.
How far could she push it? Their schedules lined up so that, if Sunset wished it, she could have them each back to back. She could fuck Flash during a spare period he had near lunch, then walk over to Twilight’s dorm as she was studying and fuck her in kind. Would they notice then? Would they taste each other on Sunset’s lips when they met later in the day, smell the other on her clothes and body? Sunset almost wished they would. She could just imagine the slow, dawning betrayal as her deception was realized.
It would be easy to set up. A call to both to meet her at her apartment. Flash and Twilight would show up at the same time and Sunset would open the door to greet them wearing nothing but a devious smile. Would Twilight break down in tears in the hallway? Would Flash try to explain himself? Would they scream at each other, at her? Or just stand there speechless as they mentally deciphered the truth? The sheer thought of that moment had been enough for Sunset to get herself off more than once.
A particularly naughty side of her mind entertained the thought of both of them just submitting to her. She had clearly proven herself their better, able to twist both of them around her finger with ease. She’d pull them into her bedroom and have her way with both of them. Flash on one side, Twilight on the other, Sunset would demand worship from both of her foolish friends and receive it. How could they hate her? She had seduced them masterfully, worked her way into their relationship and rotted it from the inside out. She owned them both and they would be helpless to resist her wiles.
The first time the idea of a threesome had come to her, Sunset had given herself enough fantasy fuel to work herself to climax three times. Did she dare even try it? Could she even pull it off? Her revenge was juicy enough already, taking it to such an extreme actually worried her. Perhaps that was too far. But she could do it. Talk one into confronting the other at least, suggest the idea of a polyamorous relationship, ensure whoever brought it up, the other would agree. A way to absolve themselves of guilt and adultery without giving up Sunset.
Someday, perhaps.
Sunset arrived at her apartment and pulled into her parking space. She stepped out of her car and locked it, then headed to the elevators. She quickly checked the time on her phone. Just after noon. She already knew Flash was to pick Twilight up for dinner at six that evening. If her manipulations in the bathroom didn’t work, she had at least four hours to continue her work over the phone. If nothing else she was sure she had won a partial victory – at least one of the two would be writhing on her bed tonight. Sunset idly wondered how many times she had worked one of them up and they took out their lusts on the other. Like it matters. In the end they’ll always come back to me.
She stepped off the elevator and walked to her apartment. She unlocked the door, hung up her jacket on the coat rack, toed off her shoes, and took out her phone. No replies yet. She could wait. Lunch may well be wrapping up soon and they would need time to ensure they could see her without making the other suspicious. Sunset pulled Twilight’s panties from her pocket. Could she pass them off as hers? Flash had surely not seen every set of underwear Sunset owned. The thought of fucking him while he stared at Twilight’s panties hanging from her bedpost made Sunset’s pussy heat.
Heading into her bedroom, she tossed the purple garment onto her bedsheets and began to strip. Clad in only her underwear, Sunset stepped in front of the full-length mirror in the room. She’d worn white for the lunch today. Flash liked the black, Twilight the red. Who to cater to? Sunset turned side to side for a moment, studying her figure. Flash would come here and find her clad in lacy black lingerie and she’d send him off to his date with Twilight with a smiling face and emptied balls. Or she could let Twilight walk into her apartment and find her lying on the couch in the deep crimson bra and panties Sunset knew drove her wild. No words would be exchanged as Sunset beckoned her over with a finger and Twilight obeyed, her body betraying her mind.
They’ll be at dinner for at least a couple of hours. Why not both? Sunset grinned and winked at her reflection. She pulled open her dresser drawer and rifled through her options. She settled on a black lace bra and a G-string that rode up her ass and highlighted its plump, perfect for a quick tryst before her lover had to depart. She tossed them on the bed and grabbed a hanger from her closet. Next, a more conservative pair of bright red cotton bra and underwear, and a see-through silk pink negligee that just reached to the top of her thighs, appropriate for a late-night romantic rendezvous with a lover that had no set time to leave.
Sunset hung up the red and pink in her closet and slid on the black. She quickly tossed the rest of her discarded clothes in the laundry hamper and grabbed her phone. Ah, there it was, two new text alerts. She smiled. Sunset headed back into the living room and ducked into the kitchen. She pulled a half-full bottle of wine from the fridge and got herself a glass. She poured her drink, inhaled deeply from it, and put the bottle back.
“Well then.” Sunset laid out on the sofa and positioned a cushion under her head. She sipped her wine and held up her phone. “What do my silly little lovers want?” She looked at Flash’s first.
I’ll be there at four. I need time to go home and change before I pick her up.
Sunset smiled. Do I make sure he’s late and enjoy listening to Twilight complain tonight, or do I let him arrive on time so Twilight can have a perfect evening and arrive here ripe and ready when he’s done? She’d have time to decide over the next few hours. She sent a reply text to confirm the arrangement and then called up Twilight’s message.
I’ll come by when we’re done, I’m not sure when it’ll be. What time can you go until?
Sunset shrugged. She had nowhere to be tomorrow. She could be up all night for all it mattered. She tapped back a response.
I can go as long as you can handle me.
She could just picture Twilight’s flustered face as she read the response. Flash had a time limit, Sunset would have to watch herself. But Twilight? She could have her way with Twilight as long as she liked, eating her to orgasm over and over and making Twilight repay her every time until she passed out from pleasure. She rubbed her thighs together at the mental image of the nude, sweaty Twilight spread eagle on her bed.
But that would come after their date. Sunset wondered where they were going. It’d be easy to ask and find out. Could she procure a table? Perhaps she’d find a shadowed corner of the restaurant to spy on them from. Then, with a discreet text to one of them, a meeting in the bathroom again. Apologies, pleads that she couldn’t wait for Twilight, or that Flash hadn’t sated her quite yet. She could even do both if she played it right. A three-way date with both and neither of them realizing it. They’d kiss at the end of the night and taste Sunset’s lips on the other’s without even knowing it.
That would be far too risky. Sunset was having far too much fun with the current state of things to push it to that extent. But she could fantasize. She sipped her wine again and set the glass down, then slid her hand down to her panties and into the front. In her mind’s eye Flash and Twilight walked into her apartment and found her waiting for them. And with a command from her their betrayal was rendered meaningless. They were hers and they would do as told.
Sunset licked her lips and looked at her phone again. She called back up Pinkie’s picture and looked into the image of her with Twilight and Flash. One arm around each, her leaning down between them. The two smiled at her, winked, and turned to kiss either cheek.
Her finger working its way inside her, Sunset laughed and blew a kiss to the photo.
“Here’s to my ‘best friends’.”
