Gemini Ties

Pop had been their friend for so long at that point, it was really hard to believe that it all started with her coming to their shop as a customer. Not only that, but a customer who couldn’t pay her tab. She was broke and absolutely had to have her candy shell machine in working order to make her chocolate pieces. Even after they fixed the machine, Pop Candy lost her shop to Obscenely Rich, with whom she took out a loan from the bank.

After more than a year, they were finally able to build her another, identical shop. They were more than happy to do this for her and would do it again, if the opportunity ever presented itself.

The shop they built her was not free, as previously stated. They were well off in their endeavours, but they were not rich and building that shop was certainly not cheap. However, this was when chance came into play, as Spark came across quite the character in his adventures in appliance repair. There was a job he had to do in Canterlot and he had to take a train to go out of town for a couple of days. He did not meet this pony during his repairs; he met her driving a taxi to the place where he was going to repair an elevator.

Vineyard Shinolah, as he later found out, not only owned a winery in Ranchtown, but also owned a taxi service all over Equestria. She had ties to businesses he had never heard of in his entire life, and she made bits in droves just from the wine she sold as a hobby. This pegasus mare had an encounter with him in the taxi she drove and right then, he made a friend that proved to be one of the most important assets he would ever have. It’s funny what happens in a taxi cab, right?

The purple pegasus paid for literally everything. As soon as he said that he needed a loan for a very special gift for a very dear friend, she stopped him right there and put down enough bits to pay for the building, the construction, the machinery, the candy and every single ingredient she would need for well over half a year. The loan paid for all of it.

However, the catch was that Spark had to drive all the way outside of town and meet her in her Vineyard at a single appointed time as it was scheduled. If for some reason he could not make it, the interest was going to build to levels he may not be comfortable with. He had to make the payment in person and he loosened his collar at the thought of ever being late for that appointment.

He drove his van down a straight road, one with nothing around it but miles and miles of open land. Every so often there was a dairy farm, or sometimes there was a gas station with ridiculous gas prices.

Finally, he made it to the farm. He slowed down as he saw a gigantic gate with fence lines that seemed to go on for miles. Spark approached a small console standing just to the left of the gate. He rolled down his window and pressed the green button on the bottom of the keypad.

“Yes?” A very gruff, deep voice said through the tiny speaker.

“I’m here for my three o’clock,” Spark said loud enough for him to hear.

“Oh, yes, come in Mr. Spark.” A loud buzzer sounded as the gates opened. He drove his van past rows of vines on tall T posts. The driveway was a good three hundred yards long and this made him glad the parking wasn’t near the gate. He finally made it to a mansion that was built very similarly to a log cabin. The roof must have been around forty feet straight up in the air and the square feet it covered was far more than he could possibly measure, but thankfully there was a very good space to park right beside a dark purple hot rod that sat in front of a luxury car, that sat beside a gargantuan pickup truck.

He got to the door at the front of the log castle and as soon as he got to the door, it opened to a purple pegasus with long, dark green hair. She stood with a orange robe with black borders made of a shining material and looked at him with a smile.

“Fifteen minutes early, very good.” She opened the door wider for him. He stepped into the house and already, he was met with a very pungent smell of dark roasted coffee. He looked to see that the living room to the right of him was about as big as his entire shop’s lower level. She had everything laid out in meticulous order. The couch was perfectly seated in front of the fifty inch screen TV, which sat on top of an entertainment center, which held DVD’s that were laid out in order of cover color. Her piano sat against the wall, and not a single speck of dust on it, nor on the minibar which sat next to the entrance. Everything was in its place.

Vineyard walked up behind him, placing her hand on his back and smiling up at him as he turned his head toward her.

“Would you like some coffee?” she said with a warm smile, and walked toward the kitchen, which had no walls as it connected to the living room.

“I like coffee,” he said as he laid eyes on the largest fireplace he had ever laid eyes on. The fire that roared behind the bricks was something to behold and the heat from it was very natural. So obviously, there was no gas involved.

“Oh, could you throw a few logs on the fire? I don’t want it to die,” she said as she scurried into the kitchen area and began to get mugs from the cabinet.

Spark saw how huge the flames were and wondered what she was afraid of in that regard. Still, he moved to the fireplace, which had stacks upon stacks of logs lined up beside it in a metal rack. He noticed no wood chips, no debris of any kind around them. He did as she said, opening the cover to the fireplace and placing a few logs on top of it. Embers and tiny sparks floated up toward the chimney as the fire grew larger and brought about a lovely, warm aura that filled the space around him. He shook his head. He hadn’t seen a natural fireplace since he was just a colt.

“So, ummm, Vineyard?”

“Mmmhmm?” she hummed from the kitchen as she poured cream and sugar into both of their mugs.

“I was needing to talk to you about some things that have been happening in town. There seems to be a lot going on right now, actually.” He closed the cover to the fireplace, but still kept his hands close to it as the heat from it was an amazing feeling.

“Oh? Happenings, you say?” She walked out of the kitchen with two very nice, metal mugs that were shaped as if they were made of vines and carved grapes on them.

“Yeah,” he said as he took the mug she extended to him. “Thank you,” he said as he blew a little bit into his coffee and took a long sip as it was the perfect temperature. “These are very nice looking mugs too.”

“They’re pure silver.”

He coughed a little bit, almost choking on the coffee as he swallowed hard.

“Now, what kind of happenings do you speak of? I don’t pay a whole lot of attention to Ranchtown, as I said, I have taxi services all over the country. It’s hard to concentrate on just one place.” She sipped her coffee as she walked to the couch and sat in the middle of it. Her hand came down beside her and patted the place to her left as her right hand lifted the mug to her lips once again.

He was quick to join her on the couch, also drinking some of his coffee. He figured a mare of her tastes would have the serious gourmet coffee, he was not wrong.

“Well, there was an incident yesterday with a rock crashing through my window… and a note telling us we had three weeks to move out,” Spark said as his thumb traced along the side of the mug.

This drew a surprised, concerned look from Vineyard Shinolah. “What? Someone threatened you?”

“Yes, but that’s not the worst of it. My friend Leafly just had her entire store closed. She ran a--”

“Flower shop on the corner of Hay and Main, yes… it was closed?”

“Umm.” He looked at her oddly. “Yeah, apparently she thinks someone cut her power to turn off her UV lights and freeze her store in the middle of winter so all of her flowers would die,” Spark said, and she took his mug from his hand and set it onto the side table near the couch.

“Was she insured?” she asked him as she held his hand with both of hers.

“She was, but it doesn’t come close to covering the…” he widened his eyes as she held his hand to her cheek and nuzzled it, “damages.”

“That’s awful,” Vinyard said as she brought his hand down to her chest, where her robe was partially open. She guided his hand down over her generous breasts underneath the very soft, silky fabric. “Something will have to be done about that, but for now, it’s time you made your payment.”

She leaned over to him and kissed him on the lips as he caressed her tit, causing her to moan into his mouth. Her tongue rubbed against his as his rubbed hers in unison. He used his one hand to open her robe and expose both of her dark purple nipples, which were already very pointy. He slid his lips off of hers and looked down as he engulfed one of her nipples into his lips. She closed her eyes, turning her face upward as his tongue began to slide all over her areola. With his other hand, he caressed her other breast, her hand sliding over the back of his as he did.

“Mmmm yes, I love that tongue,” she whispered into his ear, and put the point of it into her teeth, sliding her teeth up and down it. Goosepimples began to cover both of his arms as she did. She felt them on his skin, and she grinned, chuckling a little. The chuckle turned into another moan as he started to rub his teeth over the nipple’s point. “Oooh! How is he doing?”

She slid her hand down to his jean pants, feeling the gigantic bulging outline of his shaft. Her smile widened, remembering how this felt in her taxi. The excitement built inside of her as she slid down the couch in front of him and started undoing the front of his pants.

“I’ve been waiting for this forever. I’ve been wanting that nice big cock in my mouth for a whole month. Do you know how frustrating that is?” Then she laid eyes on it as she pulled the hem of his boxers downward. “Oooohh yes!”

She put her hand underneath the head and began to jerk it softly. Her green eyes gazed at the massive, dark brown girth in her hand. Vineyard’s gaze turned to his eyes as he smiled at her. She grinned at him and gave the side of his cock a casual kiss. Her now useless robe came off, exposing the remainder of her bright, beautiful purple body, and her wings expanded a bit, stretching out. As she came back forward, her mouth engulfed the head of his dick in an instant.

He drew in a sharp breath as she began to rub the bottom of his cock head with her nice, slippery wet tongue. She moaned at the wondrous feeling of a nice stiff penis against the inside of her mouth.

“How’s your pussy feeling?” He asked as she licked up and down the side of his shaft. The question made her smile.

“Tight, very tight,” she responded, sliding her tongue down to his balls. The tip of her tongue teased his balls as her hand caressed the head of his massive member. She licked in between both of his testicles, then swirled her tongue all over one of them, then the other. Her free hand went down to her own crotch, and began to finger herself. She slid in two fingers and released a small dribble of juice onto the carpet as she rubbed her pussy from the hole, up to her clit.

Vineyard Shinolah couldn’t stand it anymore! There was only so much a hot young pegasus could take before she blew her top. She eyed him deviously as she began to crawl up onto the couch and sat in his lap. His long, throbbing cock rested against her partly open and dripping pussy lips. She rubbed her labia against the front of his length, getting him nice and slick. Her breasts began bouncing in front of his face until he caught one of her nipples into his mouth.

She groaned, clenching the back of his head as she rocked against him a little harder.

“Such a dirty boy! OOH!” Vineyard Shinolah lifted her hips up and came straight down on his steely dick, burrowing it inside of her aching quim. “Dear Celestia I forgot how big you were!” She whimpered in a pathetic tone and started to bounce on his hot rod as she squeezed her tits with both hands.

His lips made an empty sucking sound as her breast was pulled from his maw and he gritted his teeth as he felt her very tight pussy tunnel hold his cock in a death grip! She was forced to hold onto his shoulders as her crotch careened downward over and over again, taking his massive meat sword full force into her cunny. The two of them began to sweat. His hands reached back behind her, gripping both of her ass cheeks. With his strength behind her, he pushed her down onto him. Her moans of lust turned into small howls; each breath she took brought on a high pitched cry. Spittle dripped from her mouth as he worked his cock against her and she took his cock whole within her.

That’s when he held her upward to stop her momentum completely. Her eyes widened and looked down at him. Before she got angry, he whispered to her.

“Wait wait…” He paused and before she knew it he was thrusting upward into her, banging her hardcore and causing her to cum all over his slippery wet dick. Her orgasm was powerful. She dug her nails into his shoulders to a small degree as she clenched her eyes shut.

“Oh! Spark! Your cock is magnificent! I want you to jam it into me! Stab me with it! Make me a virgin again!” She shouted into his face as she grasped the sides of his cheeks with both of her hands and gripped them with more and more pressure. “Make me cum again! Fuck me like a cheap hooker!” She said this and sent another small torrent of juice over his dick as her climax came a second time. She held her forehead up against his, his horn’s shaft pressing against the top of her head. Her wings expanded back and forth as he worked his enormous prick in and out of her with such growing passion!

“Did you want your payment now?” Spark whispered to her.

“Give it to me!” she demanded him, her hands sliding all over his head and face as she continued to press her face into his. “Give it to me you fucking stud! Give me all of it! Right now!”

As she commanded, he delivered in spades. Raw sperm blasted into her womb, filling it to the brim as the rest of it rushed all through her. Her face tightened hard as she felt the wet cock twitch out load after load of sweet, delicious cum. Another orgasm was triggered inside of her and she squeaked loudly.

She exasperated a large moan one more time before her entire body began to shake. Her breaths were long and deep. Sweat streamed down her entire body and onto his. Vineyard’s grip loosened on his face, as did the pressure from her head. She draped her body over onto him and let out a great sigh.

“I love it when a payment goes through,” she whispered, and they both had a good chuckle. They held close together. She refused to let him exit her sheath and he didn’t make any move to do such a thing. The moment of silence between them was comfortable and very peaceful.

His eyes opened after a moment, though. He knew he didn’t have a lot of time to enjoy the afterglow with her. The worry he had for his sister and his friends was weighing on him a great deal.

“Hey.” She grabbed his attention, using two fingers to turn his head toward hers. “I know what you’re thinking. Take it easy. It’ll all work out.”

He blinked at her, a little surprised at her optimistic view. He smiled at her and they nuzzled a little bit.

She suddenly stopped as she pulled her head back and grinned at him. “Same time next month.”

“Payment made?” Voltage asked, sitting on the computer chair, swiveling it around as he climbed the stairs to their living room.

“Uh huh.” He carried himself up the stairs, but just barely. Bags were under his eyes and his lower abdominal region burned with the power of a thousand suns. His upper body hung over his waist like a sheet on a laundry line and his head bobbed up and down on his neck like a limp noodle. He carried himself over to the couch underneath the large window across the room from Voltage.

"A little tired?” Voltage asked, drawing an ugly look from him at about the most obvious answer there could have been. She glanced at the light switch and sparked her horn to turn it upward. The light from the outside was fading as the sun was going down into the horizon. He groaned as the light shined at his closed eyes, making him clench them shut.

“Hey, suck it up, buttercup.” She held up some papers she printed off. “I’ve been looking over some of the things that have been happening in the city. I have to tell you, it’s a bit puzzling. Apparently, Leafly’s shop is not the only one that’s been closed down. In one of the biggest business times of the year, there have been a number of places losing money and losing it at an alarming rate.”

“Businesses like what?” Spark said, trying to stay involved so he didn’t fall asleep.

“Well, the night club Star Burst works at just announced it was closing down due to health code violations. Before it closed, there was a series of strange happenings in it. The clientele diminished in just three weeks. The bartender, Venue said that ponies started coming in, starting fights, drunken brawls, stealing his alcohol from behind his bar and ran out all of the regular customers.” She read from the paper and looked over at him, expecting him to be asleep, but saw that he was looking off in the distance, in deep thought.

He shook his head. “Yeah, it’s looking like you’re right. Something’s up.”

Their shop door opened suddenly, clattering against the wall beside it.

“Spark! Voltage!” They heard Star Burst’s voice downstairs call out to them. Both twins looked at one another and jumped up from their positions. They ran halfway down the stairs and jumped the railing. They landed on the ground of their store to see Star Burst holding up Night Moon with his arm around her shoulders. He was reddened in places on his face and one eye was swollen shut.

The dark blue pony looked a little worse for wear. The long sleeved, black shirt he wore with a popular techno band on the front was now torn to where the collar stretched over his shoulder. Whatever happened to him, though, it seemed like he put up quite the fight. His fists were cut and bleeding. Star put her hand on his to keep him steadily attached to her, with her other hand planted against his chest to keep him standing upward.

“Dear lord!” Spark was quick to pick up the slack from Star, as she was starting to have trouble keeping him upright. “Come on, let’s get you upstairs. Can you walk well enough?”

“Uhhh, yeah, I think so,” Night Moon said, shaking the dizziness from his head.

They got him upstairs and onto the couch. Voltage removed his shirt and went to go get the first aid kit from the upstairs bathroom. It took some doing, but they got his cuts bandaged up and put a pack of ice on his face to stop the swelling. Star took some care to not cause him pain as she put the alcohol cotton swab on his developing bruises. Thankfully, his wings were relatively unharmed.

“Night Moon? Are you okay?” Voltage asked as she sat near his head as he laid longways on the couch.

“Eh… I’ve had worse,” Night Moon said, then looked up to see her with a bottle of water held up near him. He took it in his hand. Spark got him a small pillow and with some difficulty, they got it under Night Moon’s head. He sipped the water from the bottle. “So… I went back to the club today to start gathering my stuff. It was obvious we weren’t going to be doing our last hoorah on Friday, because noone of note was coming. Venue just gave it up. I started to gather the key components to my DJ station, speakers, consoles, turntables and what have you. When I was rolling them out to my car, I got jumped by a bunch of guys in black ski masks. Two unicorns, and three earth ponies. They tried to grab my equipment, but I fought back. I got one of them down, but the others started throwing punches too. In the end, they got all of my equipment. Star found me in the parking lot, and even though she’d never driven before, she got me here. I think she may have parked a little crooked in the space beside your van.”

He smiled at Star Burst, who blushed and turned her head away a bit.

“Did you recognize any of them?” Voltage asked as she sat across from the couch in her desk chair.

“Oh, I know who they were. They had on masks, but they didn’t disguise themselves very well. The very same lowlifes who buzzed around the club like flies to garbage. There was six of them, and one of them is in the hospital right now after what happened last night.

“Uh huh, that makes sense,” Voltage said, and once again, the door to their shop opened. All of them looked toward the stairs. “Didn’t we lock the door back?” she said, looking at Spark, who nodded.

Leafly came to the threshold at the top of the stairs, a very worried look on her face. “Is he okay?” Her hands went to her mouth as she looked at Night Moon.

“Yes, Leaf, he’s fine.” Star got up and went to her, hugging her tight. “It’s okay. Thank you for trying to get to us when I called, but we made it here safely. ”

Night Moon let out an uncertain humming sound as his eyes turned to the side.

“Alright, alright, relatively safely.” Star scratched the back of her mane with a nervous giggle. She looked back at him and now his one open eye was scowling at her. “What?! I only ran one red light!”

“Either way,” Voltage said as she held up her hand for their attention. “Spark and I were just talking about this sort of thing. Stuff like this has been happening around town. Businesses have been lowering their profits, and places have been shutting down for the same reasons. Even our shop has had some strange happenings lately, namely a stone going through our window with a threat tied to it.”

“Yes!” Leafly said as she walked farther into the room. “I suspect someone cut the power to my store while I was away and killed all of my beautiful flowers. I don’t even know why, but the greenhouse that I get my orders from started shipping me dying plants only a month ago.”

“Crap like this is starting to spread like wildfire,” Spark said as he went to Night Moon with a bottle of liquor they had left over from the Nightmare Night party. The dark blue pegasus looked at it for a moment, considered it, then shook his head, nodding his thanks. “Why in the hell is all of this happening? Why are these people sabotaging these businesses?”

“Because…” All of them turned around as they heard a voice walking up the stairs to the second floor. A pink, red maned pony stood at the threshold. She wore a very lovely dark purple dress suit and skirt, as if she had just gotten back from a business meeting or something. Death Metal walked up behind her and looked into the room, being a good bit shorter than Pearl so the view wasn’t great. “My father told them to.”