Yona's Relationship Repercussions

Yona found herself lip-locked with her unicorn lover as they teleported into a secluded area near the School of Friendship. The sky had become a darker shade of blue as Luna’s moon was in full view. Sugar Belle pulled away from Yona’s lips, taking in the warm embrace of her yak lover in the midst of the cold night breeze. As soon as those papers were teleported to her lawyers, she became a free mare. Free to love the way that was real to her, and not the love that would’ve cheated her out of happiness. Feeling a bubbly warmth rising to her chest, Sugar’s lips spread into a wide grin.

“I’m...free,” Sugar whispered. “Free.”

“Pretty pony is free,” Yona whispered, pressing her lips to the unicorn’s ear. Jumping out of Yona’s embrace, Sugar Belle skipped around the yak like a filly, grinning from ear to ear. Pink wispy magic escaped from her horn, the magic turning into heart-shaped clouds. Yona stared at the magical mist in awe, but she still had a question on her mind.

“Hey Sugar Belle?” Yona asked.

Sugar Belle stopped, the last pink cloud escaping her horn as she looked at Yona.

“Yes, sweetheart?” Sugar replied.

“Yak don’t know what safeword is,” Yona pointed out. “Mean pony said there was safeword, and you said it didn’t change anything.”

“Oh, well...when two ponies have sex, they have a codeword that they can use to stop sex. If it gets rough, uncomfortable...for any reason really,” Sugar explained. “I don’t suppose they have that in Yakyakistan, huh.”

“Nope,” Yona shook her head. “Did you ever use it?”

“No,” Sugar frowned. “Looking back on it, using that word would’ve saved me from a lot of pain. But everypony told me that I was supposed to enjoy it, so I thought after several not-so-great times, maybe it would get…”

“...I don’t know, I thought it was an acquired taste. Or maybe we could’ve tried a different position,” Sugar sighed. “But looking back on the time I spent with Night Glider, I realized that sex with a stallion couldn’t even hold a candle to kissing a mare, or even just looking at one. Celestia, the female body is truly something.”

Sugar sighed dreamily, staring at the night sky as Yona registered the words that her lover had said.

“Night Glider?” Yona asked.

“Oh, I can tell you more about her later,” Sugar trotted over to Yona, placing her hoof on her furry brown shoulder. “I’m just happy to have this moment with you.”

Yona frowned, thinking about this Night Glider, and what she and Sugar Belle could’ve done together. Feeling the tension in her chest, Yona shook off the thought as she kissed Sugar Belle.

“Pretty pony don’t have barn to stay, stay in Yona’s dormroom,” Yona insisted.

“Is that okay with your roommate?” Sugar asked. “I know the first time she saw me wasn’t exactly ideal.”

“Yona will talk to her,” Yona stood up, walking towards the School of Friendship. Sugar Belle trotted close behind, feeling as though she was walking on clouds. Walking until they reached the hallway of doors, Yona knocked on the door to her room.

“Hmm,” Yona frowned. “Ocellus must be out.”

“At night?”

“Maybe she’s hanging out with the others,” Yona concluded. “Come inside, it should be fine.”

Sugar nodded, walking in after Yona opened the door for her. While the beds remained in the same condition as last time Sugar Belle visited, Sugar noticed several items missing off the desk.

“Huh, wasn’t there a framed picture there before?” Sugar asked.

“Was there?” Yona replied. “Yona forget items in room.”

“Yeah,” Sugar locked the door with her magic, approaching Yona. “Say, now that we’re alone again...do you want to try something different?”

“Like what?” Yona glanced over her shoulder to see her lover smirking.

“Well, what we had in the closet was fun…” Sugar trailed off, waiting a few seconds till Yona was leaning her face a bit closer towards Sugar Belle’s. “But there’s this type of sex I’ve read in my romance novels that I hadn’t done with Big Mac, and I’d like to try it with you.”

“What is it?” Yona whispered.

“Making love,” Sugar winked. “It’s less rough than what we did before, do you want me to give you a demonstration?”

Yona blushed, feeling heat surrounding her legs as she nodded.

“On your bed, on your back,” Sugar purred, nodding her head towards the bunk bed.

Yona turned around and rolled onto her bed with a loud creak, resting on her back as she waited for Sugar Belle. Sugar climbed onto the bed, pressing her lips against Yona’s lips. Yona felt her heart flutter as she closed her eyes and pushed her tongue inside. Sugar’s tongue met with the yak’s, their tongues dancing to a beat that only they could hear. Pressing her hoof gently against Sugar’s cheek, Sugar Belle pulled from the kiss, only to press her muzzle against Yona’s. Yona was still blushing, her wide olive eyes staring at Sugar Belle. Sugar then adjusted her body, moving away from Yona’s face as she kissed down her neck, gently sucking the fur around it. Yona let out a quiet moan, her hoof gripping Sugar Belle’s ass tightly.

Moving her lips away from her neck, Sugar Belle started kissing Yona’s forelegs, down to…

“Yaks have four nipples?” Sugar blinked, before opening her eyes to the bigger number before her.

“Ponies don’t?” Yona attempted to glance beneath Sugar Belle, but couldn’t do so in her position.

“We have two, but this only doubles the fun,” Sugar grinned, using her magic to stimulate three of them. Kissing the remaining one briefly, Sugar took it in her mouth. Yona gasped, feeling her snatch becoming soaked in comparison to earlier. After several seconds of the heavenly sensation, Sugar stopped the magic altogether, kissing down Yona’s stomach until she was facing the gigantic pussy that she’d become acquainted with. Pressing her lips against Yona’s vagina, Sugar took in the addicting musk. Not being able to wait anymore, Sugar gave Yona’s pussy a long lick.

“Fuck,” Yona moaned louder, her hooves digging into her bed.

Sugar grinned as she used her magic to stimulate the yak’s clit, diving in and sticking her tongue inside. Yona gasped in a more feminine tone, her lower body bucking against Sugar’s face. Sugar kept up with her movements, going faster with her magic and her tongue. Yona’s bucking devolved into writhing as she gasped and moaned.

“S-Sugar, Yona’s cumming!” Yona screamed, thrusting her body into Sugar’s face one last time. Sugar didn’t even bother pulling out, allowing the yak-cum buckets to spray all over her face and mane. Giving a satisfied moan, Sugar licked her lover’s pussy clean before stepping back. Yona jumped off the bed, pulling a towel off the ground.

“Yona thought she heard something,” Yona explained. “If pretty pony want to follow me, clean with this.”

Sugar nodded, using her magic to maneuver the towel around her face and her mane. As soon as she dropped the towel into the laundry basket, Yona pressed her lips against Sugar’s cheek.

“Yona will repay the favor another day, yak promise,” Yona told her before she turned around and left the room. Sugar followed her, hearing a sob coming from nearby.

“Was that the sound you were talking about?” Sugar asked.

“Yona think so,” Yona replied, walking towards the source of the noise: the door two doors down from Yona’s room.

Yona pressed her ear against the door, hearing the stifled whimpers on the other side. Feeling the door knob, Yona slowly opened the door. Sugar trotted over to her side, seeing the sight on the bed.

Sandbar had his back turned from them on his bed, his body shaking as sobs escaped his body. Gallus sat on the pony’s left, his foreleg wrapped around Sandbar’s shoulders. Ocellus sat on the right, her hoof gently resting on Sandbar’s shoulder as she glanced over at Yona and Sugar Belle. She gritted her teeth as her body stiffened. Sandbar glanced at the source of the opened door, his eyes widening as he saw Yona beside her. With a yelp, Sandbar dove his face into one of his pillows, removing himself from Gallus’ embrace. Gallus was the last of the three to finally look at them, and his glare was enough to make Sugar take several steps back.

“What happened?” Yona asked, taking a step closer.

Gallus’ sharp glare turned to Yona, his talon sinking into the mattress.

“Get. Out.” Gallus growled.

Sugar used her magic to pull Yona out of the room, slamming the door shut afterwards.

“What was that about?” Yona asked.

“We can figure it out tomorrow,” Sugar sighed. “Right now, let’s just make sure we both have a place to stay.”

“What can tiny changeling do to keep us out?” Yona huffed. “Ocellus doesn’t scare Yona. Come, my lady. Yona can give you yak-style massage before bed.”

“That sounds nice,” Sugar smiled, turning to walk back into Yona’s room. Just as she stepped forward, the door between Sandbar’s and Yona’s rooms opened. Silverstream flew out with a box full of stuff, glancing at Yona and Sugar Belle. Smiling and giving the two a small nod, the hippogriff turned to the left and opened the door to Yona’s room. Opening it and flying in, Silverstream disappeared into the yak’s room. Smolder stepped out, holding a box of stuff as well.

“Why hippogriff taking stuff to Yona’s room?” Yona asked.

“Oh, she didn’t tell you?” Smolder asked. “After the two of ya fucked in the closet, Ocellus demanded that she switch rooms with Silverstream.”

“O-Oh my gosh,” Sugar gasped. “I didn’t mean to upset her, I-”

“Typical Ocellus, she’s just doing this to get between dragon’s legs,” Yona scoffed.

Smolder’s eyes widened as the scales over her cheeks turned red.

“What did you just say?” Smolder gasped.

Yona opened her mouth, before realizing what just came out of her mouth. Staring at the open door to her room, Yona glanced at Smolder for a split second before bolting into her room, knocking the dragoness over. Sugar used her magic, catching Smolder before she hit the ground. Standing up, Smolder glanced in the direction that Yona left.

“For fuck’s sake,” Smolder huffed.

Sugar Belle stared at the orange dragon, taking a deep breath and swallowing her pride.

“I’m so sorry for having sex with her within earshot of all of you,” Sugar told the dragon. “It was really insensitive.”

“Eh, it was kinda gross, but it's nothing I haven’t witnessed back at home,” Smolder shrugged. “Besides, I’m not really the one to apologize to.”

“What do you mean?” Sugar asked.

“That green pony you met? He fancied Yona quite a bit,” Smolder explained. “So for you to take her for yourself, so loudly inside of his own dormroom? Don’t get me wrong, it's totally something I’d expect from another dragon, but a pony such as himself? It was really harsh.”

“Oh no,” Sugar whispered. “I’ll talk to him, I promise.”

“Talk to your lover too, will you?” Smolder narrowed her eyes. “She’s been clumsier with her choices than a bull in a china shop.”

“Will do,” Sugar nodded. “You have a good night.”

“You two try to have a good one as well,” Smolder walked over to Yona’s room, placing the box in front of the door before walking back to her room. “Night.”

As the door closed behind Smolder, Sugar turned to the box and used her magic to bring it into Yona’s room. She saw Yona lying on the floor, her face buried in her hooves. Silverstream stood next to the yak, her claw resting on her shoulder.

“Yona opened her big mouth,” Yona groaned. “Ocellus is going to kill Yona.”

“If it makes you feel better, Ocellus was already kind of pissed with you,” Silverstream told her. “So it won’t be that different than before, right?”

“Why is she pissed with Yona?” Yona asked.

“It might have to do with you rejecting Sandbar,” Sugar spoke up.

Yona lifted her face from her hooves, staring wide-eyed at her unicorn mate.

“But Yona thought that Sandbar wasn’t interested,” Yona glanced at Silverstream. “Right?”

“He promised me not to say anything, you’ll have to talk to him yourself,” Silverstream insisted. “But while I have you two, can I ask you two something?”

“What is it?” Sugar asked, watching as the hippogriff blushed and rubbed her mane with her other claw.

“Well, are you two interested in having a third in your relationship?” Silverstream asked, batting her eyelashes at the yak and pony.

“Ah no,” Yona shook her head, jumping onto her bed and rolling over.

“Afraid not, Silverstream,” Sugar shrugged. “We’ll help you unpack in the morning.”

Sugar trotted past Silverstream, jumping onto the bed and snuggling into the yak’s side. She felt Yona’s foreleg resting over her shoulders, and felt at home. She saw Silverstream turn off the light, whispering “goodnight” to the two of them, before flying onto her bed. Sugar began to fall asleep in Yona’s embrace, hoping for the first full day of them being lovers to be a wonderful one.