Cocoa in the Snow: Sips To Salvation

The night was young, the Sun having only just set in Ponyville. Twilight Sparkle, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy were all enjoying a night in at The Carousel Boutique, getting together to get away from the horrors of the Eastern Equestrian winter. The snow was thick outside and it was already six hooves high; more than enough to give your average mare a hard time getting about town. Fluttershy fretted over how the four-legged Ponies were faring in their little parallel dimension while Rarity fussed and fawned over the fashion magazines that the Human Rarity had sent her via DM (Dimension Mail). White and violet were the flavors of the season and Rarity was absolutely thrilled since she’d had quite a few ideas for pieces in violet.

The girls had effectively halved their group for a little while with Twilight, Rainbow, and Rarity making up one half. Rarity was quick to compliment Twilight on her choice of attire for the evening; A thick, black sweater and dark purple leggings while she hesitated to find something likeable about Rainbow’s holey jeans and bomber jacket. Rarity herself was well put together, having not left her abode in a few days, which had afforded her the luxury of being able to do her hair as she pleased and had given her little reason to don more than the camisole and shawl combo on top of a knee length skirt. The snow went well past her hooves and touched her knees anyway, so it’s not like Rarity was going to go outside.

Their small group held together for all of ten minutes before it absolved and joined back into Applejack, Fluttershy, and Pinkie’s group. Applejack, having chosen to wear sensibly thick pants, thermal underwear, and thick flannel was a little warm in Rarity’s already toasty shop while Fluttershy was still trying to get warm. Her faded green hoodie rarely did her any favors when the weather got cold, but she loved it with a passion and refused to wear some of her warmer jackets if she couldn’t wear that damned hoodie underneath. It didn’t help that she’d chosen to wear faded jeans that had small holes in them, and flying across town had been a bit of an endeavor due to the driving snow and wind. Pinkie being Pinkie had chosen to wear a turtleneck under her coat because sometimes she can be fashion blind, but at least it wasn’t a terrible, decorative sweater aS SHE'D BEEN KNOWN TO WEAR IN THE PAST. She’d chosen to wear warmer pants than the rest of her companions, but then again, she also had the hottest ass, so make of it what you will.

The girls talked among themselves as they usually did when they got together, snacking on Pinkie’s baked goods and drinking Rarity’s tea, but this time Fluttershy had brought a special kind of chocolate from Barkelona, made specifically by the Dogs to be just the right balance of sweet and bitter to make your tastebuds scream in delight. It was supposed to be good on its own, but Rainbow’s father, Bow Hothoof, had given her some special cinnamon from Saddle Arabia that was supposed to bring out the best in any kind of chocolate, Twilight had made molecularly superior marshmallows, and Applejack had just gotten a few bottles of cream from the cow with the sweetest milk in the entire Apple Family. With their ingredients combined with the circumstances, the girls had the perfect storm to make the best cups of cocoa that Ponyville had ever seen!

Fluttershy managed making the cocoa just as she had in years past with Twilight standing nearby, trying to learn how to use a stovetop without setting something on fire. The Princess's buttery friend was understandably made nervous by Twilight’s presence in the kitchen since the mare had the tendency to ruin everything she touched in similar rooms, and the trait carried across the dimensions, but as the chocolate melted into the cream that Applejack had brought, Fluttershy relaxed more and more until she added in some vanilla that Rarity had on hand.

Twilight took a deep breath and smiled at the scent of the intoxicating cocoa. “It smells divine! I can’t wait to have a cup!”

Fluttershy flashed her a little smile. “I hope we’ll be able to get more of everything sometime. It would be a shame if this was a one time thing.”

“It sure would!” Twilight beamed as she leaned in closer to Fluttershy to get a good whiff of the cocoa. She got a whiff of Fluttershy’s perfume at the same time and oddly enough, she felt a certain warmth in her nose; almost like the tickle that comes before a sneeze. “I like your perfume, Fluttershy. It suits you pretty well.”

Fluttershy tittered nervously at the compliment. “O-Oh, u-um… Thank you, Twilight. Your hair looks really nice tonight.”

Twilight took another deep breath, but now the scent of chocolate, cinnamon, and vanilla was perfectly mixing into the floral aroma of Fluttershy perfume, clouding her head slightly and making her feel something akin to hunger. Twilight had a hard time identifying what it was, but before she knew it, an awkward pause had grown and Fluttershy was wondering what was making Twilight stay in her personal Space. The Alicorn snapped back into reality before Fluttershy could become worried and got out of her friend’s metaphorical bubble, making Fluttershy herself take a deep breath and sigh in mild relief. She noticed that lavender was in the air, mixing in with the cocoa and unbeknownst to her, the same intoxicant that was working its way through Twilight’s defenses was now traipsing through her own.

Fluttershy shook her head to clear it and got back to the task at hand, making sure not to burn the hot chocolate. “S-So, Twilight…”

“Yes, Fluttershy? Sorry for spacing out there, I just lost focus for a second.” Twilight chuckled awkwardly.

The Pegasus gave her a comforting smile. “It’s okay. You can afford to be a little spacey when you’re around friends.”

Something in Twilight’s head made her say, “That’s right. A lot of the best things in life are things you should do with friends.” Twilight heard her own voice and wondered what had made it take on the slightly husky note since her own voice tended to lean towards being nasally, though it wasn’t as though she had any issues with it.

Fluttershy noticed the slightly sultry intonation and felt her solar plexus warm slightly when she inhaled. “I-I mean… Well, you’re right.” She chuckled nervously, the warm feeling traveling back up her throat. “S-Sometimes i-it’s just nice to have friends that are willing to do stuff with you.”

Twilight tried to steady her breathing, but she was feeling bothered by something that she couldn’t place her finger on, but she cast her feelings aside for a moment, “Is the cocoa done? I’m sure everypony is eager to get their hands on their share.”

The Pegasus was grateful that Twilight seemed to be dropping the implications, but a large part of her was disappointed in Twilight for not carrying it along further, and that made Fluttershy nervous. Then again, having her animals pass too much gas in a single day, thunder, glares, and small holes in porous things all make Fluttershy nervous, so the threshold isn’t exactly noteworthy. She herself was aware of this, so Fluttershy tried to emulate Pinkie by ignoring her problem since she couldn’t do anything about it

The two of them got all of the cups topped up and doled out after a few minutes of topping and sprinkling the individual cups with as much love and affection as one can put into preparing a beverage for your friend. That is to say, Twilight licked everyone’s peppermint sticks except for Fluttershy’s and Fluttershy licked the block of chocolate they used to add shavings to each cup. Everypony knew that it was going to happen, but they’d all played spin the bottle and gotten a kiss or two from each other at some point, so it was all in good fun.

After everyone received their cups of cocoa, Fluttershy and Twilight stayed next to each other for reasons that they didn’t think about, and Rarity paired up with Applejack to talk about how thrilled she was to have such a refined beverage in her hands. Applejack, being country as buck and having hard cider in her bloodstream, took a long draught from her cocoa before she added whiskey from her handy dandy flask.

Rarity gave her the stiffest of looks before asking, “Don’t you ever get tired of having a buzz?”

Applejack gave her a look. “I know ya got some gin around here somewhere, so don’t you even get ta tryin’ to call me out, Rares.”

“No, I do not have gin in my household, nor will I ever have that terrible beverage present in my abode!” Rarity objected fiercely.

“Sure could use some creme de menthe for this here cocoa.” Applejack replied drily.

Rarity sniffed. “... Are you being serious, or are you baiting me?”

“Serious like fallin’ off a buckin’ bull.” Applejack said with super cereal intent.

Her snowy-coated friend sipped her own cocoa and sniffed again, but this time she caught the faintest hint of apple flavoured sweat on the air. It didn’t make her nose wrinkle like it usually would have since it seemed to pair so nicely with the cocoa. “Applejack, you know you don’t have to be bundled up in here, right? I’m sure you’re quite warm.”

“Whew! I was hoping ya wouldn’t mind if I stripped down. Mind if I borrow your changin’ station for a second so I can get these thermals off?” The country girl asked frankly.

Rarity shook her head. “Not at all, darling. You are wearing real undergarments though, no?”

Applejack gave her a blank look. “Why would I wear extra drawers if I’m already wearing thermals?”

Her snooty, aristocratic friend pinched the bridge of her nose. “I have a few orders of lingerie that were cancelled on. I implore you to find a pair of 'drawers'," She said the word like it was ickier than poo, "that fit and wear them.”

The country bumpkin frowned. “Rares, ain’t nopony but us fillies here and don’t nopony besides you care whether or not I’m wearing somethin’ under my jeans.”

Rarity gave her a look. “Do I need to give you my ‘Proper Mare’ speech again? You know for certain that I have it fully memorized, Applejack.”

The orange mare winced. “Got anything in a warm color?”

The seamstress smiled. “It was mostly an orange and red run. I think you’ll find some of the predominantly silk pieces to be to your liking.”

Applejack sighed inwardly and then sighed outwardly before taking a deep breath, getting a noseful of Rarity’s awful, overly expensive perfume. She hated it from the moment she smelled it, but after a second, the poignant, odiferous notes of Rarity’s perfume seemed to blend into the cocoa and offer it deeper depths that Applejack didn’t really understand, but enjoyed nonetheless. It was difficult for her to gather her thoughts for a second, but when she felt the odd sensation in her nose, she just blamed Rarity’s perfume and decided to get on with it.

“Alright, Rares. Let’s just get it over with.” She sighed.

Rarity clapped her hands and bounced a little since she was getting her way, her hooves clopping on the floor sofftly as she hopped in place. “Delightful! Maybe we can-”

“Maybe we can stick our thumbs in each other’s rears and call it high fashion.” Applejack said blandly.

Rarity blushed and cleared her throat. “I assume that you decided to use such language because you weren’t trying to listen to my suggestion?”

Applejack gave her a wink. “Beauty and brains. Next thing ya know, you’ll be over at the farm buckin’ trees easier than me.” She flirted, the gesture hitting her like a brick as her face flushed. She hadn’t meant for her words to come out like they had.

Rarity took the backhanded compliment in stride. “It’s a shame that you won’t let me elevate your level of beauty. I’m sure you could surpass me with little enough effort.” She flirted back, catching herself by surprise. She’d missed Applejack’s flirtation, but her own had struck her as odd.

The cowfilly didn’t understand why her throat was feeling warm, nor did she understand why she said, “Please. If I could be half as pretty as you and a little smarter, I’d be the perfect mare.”

Rarity licked her lips and said, “You seem pretty close to it now, but maybe that’s being too forward?”

Applejack and Rarity both chuckled awkwardly for a second, not comprehending why they were trying to sleep with each other. Rarity offered to go off and get the peppermint liqueur she kept in the kitchen while her temporary partner wondered what in the buck was going on with herself. Meanwhile, as Applejack tried to steady her nerves with some whiskey, Pinkie and Rainbow Dash were nowhere to be found. No one had noticed their disappearance seeing as how Fluttershy and Twilight were busy slipping small compliments to each other to test the waters without knowing what they were doing and Rarity and Applejack were trying not to flirt too openly with their intentions being obvious. The thing that struck the latter pair as the oddest thing was that neither of them were feeling turned on in the slightest.

The same wasn’t true for Pinkie or Rainbow.

Pinkie, having always been the type to down her drink in seconds rather than minutes, was hit with the entirety of the accidental potion that had been made in the span of about six minutes. However, she’d known that the special Barkelonan chocolate was a potent aphrodisiac, and she’d been the one to give Bow Hothoof the Lovestick Cinnamon in the first place, though she’d been discreet about it. It didn't hurt that the milk from Bessy, the grand Apple Family cow, was known for getting a Pony all riled up, and it didn't help that Twilight's marshmallow were made with maca. It all added up to Pinkie trying to perform an experiment of her own, which turned out for the… Well, she had a hard time deciding whether it was good or bad.

Pinkie’s interaction with Rainbow had started with them casually chatting about how good the cocoa was, their conversation having lasted since Twilight and Fluttershy went off to make the hot chocolate in the first place. It had started innocuously enough to Pinkie's standards with Rainbow asking, “Yo, Pinks? What’s the weirdest thing you ever considered sticking between the lower lips?”

Pinkie gave her a wide smile and said, “The weirdest thing would have to be this one appendage that gets really hard for no reason sometimes, but doesn’t usually have a bone. It’s full of all sorts of fluids too!”

“... So a dick, right?”

“They are pretty weird, right?”

Rainbow gave her a look. “Sure, if you describe them all sciencey like that. I honestly thought you were going to say a rubber chicken or something.”

“Psshaw! Been there; done that. It’s all fun and games until your reptilian pet bites it and you get a coochie full of chicken breath!”

Her blue friend nodded along. “What’s the most normal thing you’ve put in there?”

“Probably this rubber mallet.” Pinkie pulled one out of her mane and flipped it around for a second. “It’s a really fun challenge to try and hold it inside all day, and it’s really fun to go on a date and let a guy get to second base and watch him freak when he feels something hard between your legs.”

Rainbow Dash started giggling and slugged Pinkie on the shoulder, her Pegasus strength not enough to phase the Earth Pony. “Pinks, that is so weird! Like, I remember going on a date with this one mare and I wore a pair of panties with a vibe built into them, right? Wait, have I told you about this one? It’s pretty recent.”

Pinkie beamed and shook her head. “Nope! It’s all new to me, though I’m wondering why you went out with a filly this time.”

“Eh, I had a good time with Cloud Burst, so I figured I’d try girls again since Steam Punk was weak sauce. Anyway, so I had the vibe-panties, right? So things start getting interesting after our little date and I’m about to let her have the controller since she mentioned that she was, like, super into toys and stuff, but then she just goes and goes for the gold before I can say anything and she just bolts seconds after she felt the vibe. It was so funny, but I lost a chance at getting laid, so it kinda sucked.”

“You know I’ll never say no!” Pinkie reminded cheerfully.

Rainbow didn’t need to give Pinkie another once over to know that she liked Pinkie’s plump frame. The mare was curvier than a mountain path while Rainbow herself was the epitome of sleek and toned. “If we weren’t friends, I’d probably take you up on that to be straight with you.” She reached over and scooped one of Pinkie’s sizeable breasts, making her giggle.

“That would make you gay, silly!” Pinkie laughed, smiling at the glimpses of the future she was seeing. Her Pinkie Sense was already making her clitoris tingle, and when Twilight and Fluttershy came out with the cocoa, her ears started flicking, notifying her of impending greatness. “Say Rainbow? Have you managed to get past a B-cup yet?”

Rainbow drained a quarter of her mug and gave Pinkie a wry look that was ruined by the whipped cream mustache she was sporting. “You know that getting out of ‘B’ range is a pipedream. Maybe if I ate snacks like you do I’d actually have a pair of back breakers like you or AJ, but I gotta say that I’m good.”

“Oh come on! You can’t say that having a pair like Twilight wouldn’t be nice, even if they are a modest C!”

“Hey! Leave my boobs alone!” Twilight cried from across the room, holding her chest. She’d been able to hear Pinkie because the pink mare was just that loud for no reason, but Pinkie is as Pinkie does.

“They look great, babe!” Rainbow complimented.

“Shush!”

The two pranksters of the group chortled together and Pinkie ended up finishing the rest of her cup as Rainbow made it to three quarters of the way through her own. “Hey, Pinks? What’s your cup size these days?” She asked, her metabolism doing her no favours in resisting the delicious potion.

Pinkie just smiled as she took in the winds of the perfect storm. “Oh, just an H-cup these days. They’re really handy for babysitting foals!”

Rainbow’s lips felt awfully dry and she had the sudden desire to get cookies. “What’s the over under on you actually lactating?” She jested, only kidding by about forty percent. fifty percent of it was genuine interest, and twenty percent of it was the cocoa subtly influencing her mind. That may equal one hundred and ten percent, but Rainbow goes hard in everything she does.

Pinkie knew that her winged fishie was nibbling on her hook. “Oh, I do lactate sometimes, but it usually only happens every few days. I don’t know why, but you know I’ve tried some, so I’m not even going to pretend like I haven't and I have to say that it’s great with coffee!”

The fastest mare alive licked her lips and chuckled. “So what? Do you have to milk yourself to stop your boobs from hurting?”

Pinkie rubbed her chest defensively. “Well, yeah! How else do I make them stop aching?”

“... Is it weird if I kinda wanna try some?” Rainbow asked, sipping the rest of her cocoa, the warmth in her throat and sinuses going unnoticed. She didn’t realize that Pinkie’s personal scent had already mixed in with the cocoa and set her target, but Pinkie and her unnatural powers knew exactly what was going on

“I don’t know… If you’re asking to try some from the source that might be a little hard to explain.” Pinkie teased, having finally dropped her volume as to not notify everyone of her attempts to get laid by one of the top ten ponies on her Buck-It List.

Rainbow gave her a salacious smile and glanced at Twilight and Fluttershy who were chatting away, then at Rarity and Applejack who seemed to be doing the same thing they were always doing; denying their weird ‘Opposites Attract’ love/hate thing and generally not paying attention to what Rainbow was concerned about.

“I don’t think anypony would notice if we slipped away for a little bit, right? Plus, when was the last time you had a chance to ease the pain?” Rainbow asked, her voice dipping as she lightly caressed the taller mare’s arm.

Pinkie gave her a filthy grin, full of promises to be kept. “It’s been a few days. How about we take this to Rarity’s Failed Creation room?”

Rainbow grinned and grabbed her hand. “Let’s get a moove on.”

Pinkie gave her a look. "Did you just call me a cow?"

Rainbow gave her an innocent look. "Dude, when did I say that?"

Pinkie narrowed her eyes, but let it slide in anticipation of the next hour. "You're lucky you're cute."

The technicolor Pegasus beamed and grabbed her hand. "You're cute. I'm awesome."

Author's Note

And so we have the beginning of some smut. Things are going to be kosher for this chapter, but shit gets lit next time.

Stay Cool, Kids