This is Ranchtown

With the days passing by so quickly, Jet needed to hurry if she was going to pull off her plan. Taking a plane to Cloudsdale seemed silly for those without wings, but those without wings didn’t know what flying was really like. Flying so far to the west on your own steam was rather hard work sometimes, especially with weather conditions being what they were. The cold up above was far worse the higher you got.

Still, Jet had very little time to lose, and already decided she was going to do it. The day was warmer than most and from what she understood, there shouldn’t be any high winds or freezing rain. Taking flight over the city was a joy as she rode the winds and waved at passers by. With a backpack on, a mask and flight goggles, she soared at an altitude that made her look tiny to those on the ground as she exited the city.

The journey was a long one, but it was also refreshing to use her wings so much. She originated from Manehattan, and much of her flying was done for recreational purposes. Using her wings for practical reasons was definitely a plus. She especially liked to listen to her mp3 player along the way. The clouds were thick white cumulous, and they were the best ones to rest on when her wings needed a little break. They also didn’t move very much with the lack of wind blowing that day. As she was in the sky, the blue it reflected from the oceans seemed so pure, so indescribably perfect. The clouds began to reflect the sun’s rays, turning a golden color that she couldn’t stop admiring as she soared above them.

It was nightfall before she finally reached her destination. There it was, Cloudsdale, home of the pegasi. The buildings were made of clouds, the ground was made of clouds and the cloud buildings manufactured more clouds. There were skyscrapers across the vast midland while the outskirts of the big city were covered in parks, houses, and flying ponies. It was strange for her to be among her own people like this. Pegasi were the only ones who could naturally walk on the clouds without falling through them and visitors had very limited time with which magic potions and spells could allow them to do so. Earth ponies and unicorns were rarely seen in the city.

She thanked her lucky stars that there was a roof over the landing pad as she set hoof on a very soft, cushiony cloud and plopped over onto her side. She gasped for breath. Her back was killing her. As light of a load as she carried on her, it didn’t matter because carrying it while flying only made it weigh ten times as much at the end. Her face was numb from the cold air and every part of her ached as she tried to get to her hooves. The first attempt failed as she crumbled back down to the cloud floor, but then there came a few helping hands.

They helped her up and gave her some shelter while she recovered. Despite the end of her journey being lackluster, she felt it was still totally worth the trouble. She fell asleep as soon as she reached her hotel and her face hit the pillow.

It was week two of shooting, and the use of more and more sets was becoming crucial. All of those high technological set pieces. The science fiction setting aboard a starship was costing millions to set up with all of the computers, platforms and custom built gadgets that needed screentime. All of it took months to set up and now it was done. The director brought in his cast and crew and was ready to shoot five scenes all in one day to keep them on schedule.

Much like the extras, Sun Fire was dressed in a platinum white uniform with a cap on top of his head and a nervous twitch in his fingers. To say he was high strung would be understating a hurricane for a slight drizzle. The dark blue pegasus had to wear green sheets over his wings because he played an alien race of earth ponies. The extra appendages on his back were being removed digitally in post production. Why they decided to film this in pegasus country was anyone’s guess. Ninety percent of the extras were pegasus who draped similar covers over their wings and none of them were really happy about it. Still, it was his first A-list acting job, and the five minutes he had on screen would be the first five minutes he’d ever been in such a position.

However, that thought was put on hold as Red Carpet stepped out onto the scene. The crowd of extras were quick to quiet down and get into their positions. The mock military starship crew got to their computer consoles that had strange colors and codes going throughout them. There were symbols that some sci-fi fanatic created running through the screens and each of them were to sit and pretend what they meant as the wall of screens did their work.

Sun Fire, on the other hand, stood among them with his hands behind his back, trying his very best not to stare as she made her way toward him. The very bright red unicorn pony was all decked out in very broad-shouldered purple plated armor. Her face was marked up with cracking skin make-up as her long purple mane was extended to the back of her legs. Her scarred face only seemed to add to her beauty as she walked in a skin-tight black suit that perfectly accentuated her tremendous breasts.

The prospect of beholding such a curvy, Equestria’s #8 Sexiest Mare (says Trotting Post Magazine) and keeping from staring was absolutely absurd. Sun Fire tried to think of what his dad or his younger brother said when faced with such a situation began to allude his thoughts.

The moment was somewhat ruined as a loud mouth shouted on the set. “Alright, ponies! Get ready to give 110%!” A yellow stallion, who was none other than Snap Take, didn’t bother using a megaphone on a closed set; his voice was shrill and disturbingly loud enough. If there was one thing Sun Fire didn’t need, it was a micromanager such as this as his first A-list director. Sun was no stranger to cheeky, over dramatic directors, this was no real trouble for him. However, these guys commanded far more cash in your pocket when you signed onto these megabit deals. If this were a low level playwright or even a higher end Canterlot gig, he could simply ditch or threaten to ditch. Try that here, however, and your rump would be replaced while they brought in your replacement.

“Miss Carpet, we’re going for five takes, if you don’t mind. Dark Reign has just boarded her ship once again, she needs reinforcements to make another attack on the planet. I need urgency, feeling while holding it back some. Dignity.” He spoke like a typewriter and made hand gestures that you would give to a 1st grade child.

“We’ve discussed this. The scene is done right when it’s done right. Put five-take pressure on me and you’ll get a stern look, but not at him. At you.” Red Carpet said, her taller stature and evil costume made her something of an imposing figure as she glared at Snap. Sun Fire was replaceable on a whim. Red Carpet was a potential nail in this film’s coffin.

“Right, whenever you’re ready.” He tossed the subject aside as quick as he had brought it up like it was just another conversation. He turned his baseball cap backwards and squatted down to view the scene and dictate the camera angle for the 40th time that day and made the smallest adjustment angles as possible.

For a moment, Fire Sun observed Red Carpet closing her eyes and taking deep breaths. As she opened them, she didn’t look so much evil in her golden eyes. However, they looked thoughtful, somber and uninterested in details. She was good, Fire Sun noticed, and her no BS glare made starting to make him regret wearing pale white pants.

“Aaaaaand, action!” Snap take said as the extras began pressing buttons and generally looked busy. Dark Reign stepped into the shot as the camera panned around to her, passing Sun Fire up as he turned to her. He made sure to keep his face somewhat worried, but composed.

“Lady Reign, your forces stand ready. Shall I bring their transports to--” He stopped as her eyes darted toward him, the golden orbs shot straight through him as she turned her entire body toward him and loomed over him. In context of actual actress stature, she was only half a foot taller than him. In the finished product, she was to be three feet taller than him. “M-my lady?”

“Now.” She growled toward him in her signature deep female voice. He took three steps back before he heard the dreaded clapping. One single clap before a high pitched male voice shouted.

“Cut.” Snap Take said as he now sat in his chair. “First row, third seat. You are over acting with your movements! Calm down those arms or I’ll move you to the back. Places!”

Red Carpet popped her neck, almost hitting her head on her large plate shoulder as she turned a 180 on her heel. She took six steps to her first mark.

“Scene 65, reel 1, take 2.” The assistant held up the clapperboard in front of the camera and slapped the top down.

“Action.” Snap called out.

The camera panned around the scene once more until it settled on Red Carpet, who walked back up toward the starship crew. Fire Sun turned his gaze back to her, remembering to keep his face muscles trained as they were on the first take. “Lady Reign--”

“Cut!” All of the cast on set bit back an exasperation at his needle-sharp voice. “Fire Sun, what kind of delivery was that?”

Literally everyone in the entire room had the same thought. It was the same delivery he gave on the first take.

“Get your wits, Fire!” He said, causing Fire Sun to lose his wits with the entertaining thought of kicking his hoof right in the yellow pony’s shin. “Places!”

A small sigh passed through his nostrils as he turned back toward the starship extras once again. Everyone kept their places like professionals as best they could as Snap made his little extra changes at the last minute with the camera’s angle once again.

“Scene 65, reel 1, take 3.” The assistant snapped the clapperboard in front of the camera once again. There was a small pause as they kept their spots.

“Action!”

The camera panned around the crowd, passing Sun Fire once again and focusing on Red Carpet as she made her trudge toward him. The camera angle was just over her third person point of view as she approached him, drawing his attention. With a snap, she stumbled to the side as her heel came clean off of her boot.

“Gah! Shit!” Red Carpet shouted as Sun Fire’s eyes darted toward her hoof.

“Cut!” Snap Take shouted with a growl of frustration. “Wardrobe!”

Twenty-five takes before the director finally broke for lunch. Sun Fire’s hooves were aching on the bottom. No matter how good the gel soles were, they couldn’t stop being flattened over long periods of time. He found a large cable spool to sit on while he ate his very large sandwich’s last few bites. He knew there would be a call back to the set soon, and he did not waste any time. As soon as he turned back toward the scene, he was met with a sight that made his eyes almost bulge.

He almost walked directly into Red Carpet and the two of them stopped in place. The tall red unicorn had on a similar look for an instant before looking at him with her normal, somber gaze.

“You ready for another twenty-five?” She asked, causing him to blush something fierce. He was able to hide it as he played his part, outside of filming was a bit different. He opened his mouth to reply, but was then taken aback as a white pegasus popped out seemingly out of nowhere and stood between the two of them.

“Sun Fire?” Jet asked, causing him to take a step back. Even Red Carpet raised an eyebrow as she looked downward at the lady pony as she flipped open her small notepad and pulled a quill out of her hair. He simply nodded with a very cryptic look on his face. “Great! Hi, I’m Jet, I’m a reporter from the Nightrider, and I’m wanting to do an interview for an article on this movie you’re shooting.”

This drew an even more obtuse flabbergasted expression as Sun Fire tried to wrap his head around the idea that anyone would want to talk to someone who was about three lines shy of an extra.

“Umm, yeah, wouldn’t you rather interview her?” He pointed behind her at the taller mare who gave him a bit of a glare. Jet turned around and glanced over at Red Carpet.

“Oh, hi!” Jet waved at her with a big smile. She couldn’t hide the fact that her normally more focused attitude was a little stretched at the moment with being in the company of such big name actors all on one set. The next scene was apparently going to feature Starwalk. Jet once watched cartoons that featured his voice very prominently. She gave a small giggle, then turned back around to Sun Fire. “Actually, I came here to talk to you. You see, I’m here because you came off of stage acting to star in this big science fiction film and I wanted to know how the big step forward was going.” She continued to smile and this drew his eyes in a bit more narrow as he tried to take it all in.

“Hold on,” Red Carpet said as she put her fists on her hips. “How did you get backstage? I didn’t think they were allowing the press back here. And what did you say your paper was called? I don’t seem to recall that being a Cloudsdale print.”

“Oh, it’s not, it’s from Ranchtown.” Jet said as she started writing on her notepad.

“Did you just say ‘Ranchtown?’” Now his eyebrow went up as Jet turned back to him and nodded. “You flew all the way from Ranchtown to interview a small part in this movie? I’m not even from Ranchtown. That’s where Fable--.” That’s where he stopped, and his suspicion grew. “Wait, did my brother put you up to this?”

“Set call!” A voice shouted from the set as the cast began to gather to their places.

“Perhaps after you get done?” Jet gave him a reassuring smile.

“Uh, yeah, sure.” Sun said as he turned back toward the stage alongside Red Carpet. “I should be done around five.” He said and looked over at Red Carpet, who rolled her eyes.

“More like seven.” Red said as they walked. “Snap Take isn’t known for his short days on set.

Red Carpet wasn’t too far off from her prediction. He got through his rented room at around six thirty that night but he felt like he could already go sleep. Fire Sun had never been so drained from a single scene in his entire life. He did very little physically, but mentally, he’d been dried three times over. He only had his two suitcases on the couch. His apartment was clear across Cloudsdale, and that sort of commute was entirely too much to ask for when he played something as a front background character. He had maybe one more three line scene before he was relegated down to saying words like “Fire turrets! Full power!” and “Get those shields repaired!” For some reason, even though his character is only middling rank in the storyline, he was the one giving the orders to the crew. This made him about as important as a butterknife.

He didn’t even open his eyes when he opened his bedroom door. The room was nice and suited his needs just fine, but he didn’t want to think about unpacking or even lounging for a bit. He was exhausted. His pants and his shirt came off as he moved across the room almost completely blacked out by window shades. His face hit the bed and his sighed as the cold fabric felt so amazing against his fur. The blue pegasus’s cheek meshed against the bed sheets and it was something like heaven. He wasn’t even hungry, he’d get food in the morning.

That’s when he felt a hand press lightly against his cheek and his eyes opened. The only reason he didn’t panic was because the fingers were far too skinny to be that of a male’s. Big sausagy fingers would have rang every alarm in his brain all at once.

“Poor, hardworking Fire Sun.” The female voice said as she stroked the side of his mane, and his floppy ear. “They just don’t appreciate how much you do for them.” She whispered.

“You’re that… mare from the paper, aren’t you?” He said, feeling her muzzle close to his as she breathed softly. She hummed that his statement was correct. The white pegasus rubbed a soft hand across his cheek.

“I told you I’d see you after your scene. I figured you wouldn’t mind if I took a nap on your bed. My travel yesterday took a lot out of me and you obviously got one of the better beds in the lodging.” Jet rapped her hand around his chest and ran her fingertips lazily across his pectorals.

“That is an amazing assumption.” He said as he rolled toward her and stayed flat on his back as she loomed over him. “Why did you go to all of this trouble just to get an interview with me? There’s no way your paper told you to do this. So, you’re probably here for my brother, aren’t you?”

“Fable doesn’t know I’m here. I came all this way because I wanted to meet you and there’s about as much starpower in that studio to fulfill my celebrity meet quota.” She smiled and giggled a little. “Plus, I wanted to--”

“Convince me to go to his wedding. Yeah, I already figured that part out.” Her silence at the comment spoke volumes. That was when her hand crawled up his chest and placed firm against his cheek once again.

“I’m obviously not here to force you. In fact, you can think of me as kind of an assistant. I’ll be there on set with you and make sure you don’t have a care in the world.” Jet said to him. “I’ll even order some food when you get home. I promise to make good use of your free cable.” This caused him to snicker some, then she began to stroke his mane and the side of his head, down to his neck. “Get some rest, now. You’ve got a few more second unit scenes tomorrow, so you won’t be as bombed out as you are now.”

“How did you…”

She stroked his head more and made tiny shushing noises. “Go to sleep now.”

It wasn’t too long before a warm body cuddling up beside him made him do just that. She was soft and her little lullabies she hummed to him soothed him to sleep in no time flat.

Jet wasn’t in his room when he woke up early that morning. The sleep did the trick, too. After a few sessions of popping his neck and his back, he felt far better than he did the day before. He didn’t have a lot of time in the morning, but there was time enough to get something to eat and look over the script for his next stage play he had planned for after this shoot.

At the set, however, it was more of the same as yesterday. There were large, flashing lights all around them while many of them scrambled to gain a leg up in the battle taking place around their ship. He said his commanding lines, and there was too much action. He said his commanding lines, and an extra tripped and fell. He said his commanding lines, and it wasn’t commanding enough. Over and over and over again, he tried his best not to scratch his thoroughly itchy mane. He wasn’t accustomed to wearing hats and the fabric on this one was harsh on his hair. Fire Sun only hoped that he didn’t get lice.

Red Carpet wasn’t there that day, as she didn’t have any scenes, but as soon as Snap Take called for lunch, a familiar face appeared with a cup of coffee and a bento box.

“Nice acting there, sport.” Jet said as she handed him the coffee and motioned for him to follow.

“This is a closed set, how do you keep coming here?” Sun Fire said, knowing that there were many other members of the press that would love to get inside this place and snap all of the photos.

“Oh, Sun, I’m a contributing member of society. The director knows this on some level and finds it in his heart to let me in.” As soon as Jet said this, Sun Fire could smell the lies she was saying. “I also sit outside for an hour, waiting for security to turn his back with the door open.” She let out a cute laugh as they sat down at the same cable spool he was sitting at the day before and she opened the bento box. Jet had found some good cucumber and cheese sushi and loaded it up.

“How long have you been committing breaking and entering?” He said, but smelled the coffee in his hand and couldn’t help but give it a taste. He almost recoiled at how good it was. There was just enough sugar to make it not so overpowering while also being able to taste the coffee, and it was rich.

“I thought I was the one who was asking the questions?” Jet smiled, deliberately not answering him. “What was your first acting part?” She ate two sushi rolls with her chopsticks as he thought it over.

“Well, that’s a bit of a loaded question. I had a play role of King Sunrise in The Filly Cook back in fifth grade. I guess that counts. But my real acting role for stage was Feather Rose in Stonewall in Love.”

“Oooo, was that when you were in High School?” She asked and he nodded. The blue stallion remembered a lot of those parts he did as he entered college. He was part of a great acting troupe for a long time, but that only lasted a few years before they all began to scatter to the four winds. “Do you have any marefriends?” She asked, causing him to stop sipping his coffee suddenly. He stared at her and she smiled back with her golden eyes.

“Ummm, no, I’ve been single for a little while now.” He answered, remembering Red Heart and how that took a terrible turn. “So, are you going to show up in my room again?” He asked, and this caused her to give a bit of a startled laugh.

“Let’s not dwell on minor details.” She said as she let out a few more giggles. The pegasi ate for a little while longer before Sun Fire looked up with a startled, wide eyed stare. Jet raised an eyebrow at this and then turned around to see the much taller Red Carpet standing behind her.

“Oh, hi, Red!” Jet waved at her, and Red Carpet nodded to her.

“You ready?” Red asked, once again surprising Sun Fire with all of the attention she was giving him. He didn’t know if she was this professionally courteous to all of her co-workers or if he was one of the few lucky ones. Either way, he didn’t care that much. It was still a very strange feeling.

“Yeah, I guess it’s about that time.” He said as he looked over at the clock. “Hell.” He got up from his seated position and popped his back from side to side. “I guess I’ll see--”

“Perhaps the lady would like to join us tonight for an interview?” Jet stood up quick, startling Red Carpet a little as she took a step back. Her golden eyes gazed into Red Carpet’s as she smiled her biggest, sweetest smile. The red unicorn was taken aback a bit at the offer, but then shook her head.

“No, I have a party to go to tonight and producers to meet.” She said as Sun Fire looked off to the side, slightly disappointed. She didn’t seem all that against the idea at first. “Sorry, hon.”

“I’ll catch you tonight.” He said to Jet, who somehow adopted a devious grin on her face as she watched Red walk away. Then she went back to her perky smile, nodding to him as he joined the taller unicorn in walking down the hallway toward the set.

Jet sat close to the stallion on his couch as the two pegasi sipped wine and talked. The lady’s cheeks were in a blush as their snouts almost touched. Her smile was meek while his was as suave as he could make it. She wore a designer pink top with simple black fabric pants while he just wore a simple t-shirt and some jeans. He’d been in that uniform all day, he was going to die of itchiness if he didn’t have a shower before she showed back up in his room. He locked the door just to see what she would do and she didn’t disappoint. Jet was right there in his main lodging room with a bottle of red wine and that devious smile she liked to wear.

“I don’t know…” He said as she tilted her head to the side and her smile turned into a worried look. “It just doesn’t seem right.”

“You know we need you. We can’t do this without you. I can’t do this without you.” She pressed her muzzle against the side of his as he sighed. She put her hand on his chest and slid it up to his neck.

“You can’t ask me like that.” His green eyes met with hers and they had a pause. “I’m not perfect and I have my faults. Please understand.”

Jet sighed deeply as she placed her head against his cheek and turned her lower body toward him. Her legs draped over his lap and she curled up close to him. Fire Sun opened one eye, turning it toward the script that laid beside Jet on the couch. He licked his thumb and turned the page of the script to where both of them could see.
“Lime, you could never understand what I’ve been through.” He said in his best dramatic tone without coming on too strong. Jet, on the other hand, showed no such restraint. She grasped his face by both of his cheeks.

“You bastard! Tell me! Make me understand!” She shook him a bit back and forth as he blinked with a surprised look on his face. “Let me in!” She pulled his face into her chest, nestling him between her tits as they squished against his snout and forehead. This was the point Jet couldn’t hold back and began to giggle a little bit.

“Drama queen much?” Fire said as they both started laughing. Jet nodded a bit as she reached over for a sip of wine. “You’ve actually got some acting chops, Jet. I’m impressed, you actually memorized most of that scene just from reading over it once.”

“I took a few acting courses along with journalism. I never really had much of a flare for it, but it was fun.” She released his face from her buxom and laid back on the couch while her legs were still draped over his thighs.

“Well, I’d say they’ve paid off quite well.” Fire took the time to appreciate that they were already so far into their relationship that they could casually sit together in such a way. “Did you want to keep practi-” He was interrupted by a rap on the door. They looked at each other, then over toward the door.

“Are you expecting someone?” Jet asked, causing him to shake his head. She moved his legs as he got up from the couch to go toward the lodge’s door. The very last thing he wanted right now was to return to the set for reshoots. He’d heard rumors that the director liked such methods of micromanaging. He gazed one eye into the peephole and blinked at what he saw. There stood a teel pony dressed in an evening coat with a large, round brimmed black hat. With her sunglasses on, she looked like one of those spies from a very low budget movie.

He opened the door, and as he did, he noticed how tall she was and the faint aroma of perfume immediately called a certain mare to mind. “Red Carpet?” He asked and she pulled her sunglasses off to reveal her golden eyes.

“Not so loud, you’ll blow my cover.” She said as she folded her glasses and placed them in her coat pocket. “May I come in?” Asked Red, prompting Sun Fire to step aside and motion her in. As soon as she stepped inside the room, she was met with the aroma of red wine. She removed her hat and placed it on the side table near the door.

“Can I get your coat?” He asked and she shook her head.

“Not yet.” She said, making him raise an eyebrow. The teal fur on her body turned back to its natural, bright red as her horn emitted a yellow glow. “I wouldn’t mind a bit of wine.” She said, and he was quick to go get another glass.

“Did you decide to take me up on that interview offer after all?” Jet smiled at the welcome surprise.

“That’s just the thing. No.” Red said as she looked over at the white pegasus on the couch. “In fact, the fact that I came here tonight is to remain a secret that you carry to your grave.” She started eyeing the windows, making sure that they were all sufficiently covered by the drapes and curtains. One set of blinds were slightly ascended, and she pulled the cord to the side, causing it to roll all the way down.

“Well, not that this is not a dream come true,” He said as he finished pouring the wine into the glass, holding it toward her. “But why did you…” His words died in his throat as she took the wine and downed it all the way in two gulps.

Red breathed deep and gave him a genuine smile. The blue pegasus blinked. “Why do you think? I took two steps into that party and was immediately repelled as I heard one of those stuffy shirt, pompous pricks bragging about their six SUV’s. All of them were the same, only they were color coded from coolest to hottest and he didn’t plan on driving any of them.” She held the glass toward him and bobbed it up and down a few more times for him to fill it again. “I’m tired of this, Sun Fire. You and your friend here are literally the only two people who haven’t drowned me in windbag chatter or gone head over hooves bonkers because they saw me in that terrible RomCom I did when I was fifteen.”

“Well, I mean,” Jet looked off to the side and blushed a bit. “I kinda liked Rainbow Avenue.”

“Either way.” She gave out an exasperated sigh as she downed yet another glass and put it on the table beside her. Before Sun Fire could ask her if she wanted another, she grabbed him by his wrist and pulled him into her with a kiss. Her cheeks were a darker red now, and so were his as she pressed her lips against his and felt him melt into the locked lips.

The white journalist on the couch sat there, dumbfounded as the unicorn rubbed his arm up to his hand. She grabbed the wine bottle out of his grasp and downed the remaining contents as she broke the kiss. Red sighed as she went to the couch and sat down with a heavy plop. She placed the empty bottle onto the side table and her neck popped as she leaned her head all the way back onto the couch.

“Oh, my God, it feels so good to cut loose and stop laughing at anecdotes. Do you know how many people have shown me their yachts? I can’t even bitch about this to my family or friends, they’re all part of the same damn club. I always have to smile at the public and be charming at the gatherings. It’s the same thing day in and day out.” Red Carpet truly felt deflated, as if all the weight was coming off of her shoulders. “I wish I could have what you have, Fire.” She said as she smiled at him with blushing cheeks.

“What I have?” He asked as he looked around for a chair to sit on, but then found her patting the place beside her on the couch. “What do you mean?” He went over and sat between Red and Jet, the latter which was watching this unfold with growing intrigue.

“You’re a real actor. You’re not a celebrity who got lucky with a good role in a popular movie. You have chops and can actually emote. Stage acting, I miss it so very much. Those days when I had after school practices and my knees buckled on stage. You know, when you start to sweat immediately as you line is coming up? That sort of thing. I got famous way too young.”

There was a long moment of silence as she lamented her troubled childhood in front of the camera. After Rainbow Avenue, she took up a short lived TV show. After that was a couple of infomercials and then hit it huge with her part in Speeding Arrow, the movie everyone remembers her from because her character beat the shit out of two would be rapists. It was set as a pinnacle of female empowerment and got her the first Academy Award she would ever earn.

“You’re still a real actress, Red.” Sun said, taking her hand and drawing her attention back to him. “You just need to take it easy for a bit. Find your niche in life and see if you can harness it, you know?” He said and Jet began to nod.

“It’s true. Not to mention, Sun could always use a partner to help him practice his lines.” As Jet said this, Red opened her eyes and looked over at him with a smile.

“You need someone to help you with your lines?” Red Carpet asked him. As she asked him, her grip on his hand tightened a bit with her thumb rubbing over his front knuckles. He looked at her red hand as it caressed his blue hand. “I want you to come with me to my next party, Sun.”

“Y-you do?” Sun Fire asked, and she nodded. Her face was still darkened with inebriation. She reached over and put her hand on the back of his head as she pulled him toward her, face to face. “I want you to be my date and I want people to wonder why. Why, of all the men in my life, did I choose you? Do you know why I chose you, Sun Fire?”

“Because of my alluring charm?” He asked with a small voice. This caused her to give a tiny snort and begin laughing through gritted teeth. Then she suddenly stopped laughing and gazed back at him with her glazed over golden eyes.

“Because I like you.” She began to slide his hand into her coat. Sun Fire was shocked as he felt her bare breast underneath her coat. She placed her hand over the fabric to make sure he got a very good feel of her. Red Carpet immediately pressed her other palm up against the front of his pants to feel him getting hard at a rapid rate. “I have a feeling you like me too.”

“What,” He swallowed hard. “What gives you that--ooh!” Her hand squeezed and his cock nearly slipped out of the hem of his underwear. The tall, purple haired beauty licked her lips as she felt him grow to where she could barely keep her fingers around his cylindrical stud.

A celebrity of her stature was never allowed to be seen with anyone without getting twenty or thirty internet blogs taking pictures and making theories about her relationship with someone. She just wanted something simple. The unicorn hadn’t been in a relationship for what seemed like a year and she was tired of passing up guys that struck her fancy. Judging by the weight she felt in her hand, she fancied the right guy. With a simple tug on his arm, he stood up from the couch and she relieved herself of her coat.

Her breasts weren’t massive, but they fit in the large C category. Her nipples were a dark pink as opposed to her bright red fur. Red Carpet revealed that she only wore a very tiny black thong that did nothing to cover her quim. At first he thought it was kind of funny that she was fully shaved, given her name, but he kept quiet about it. He had other things to think about, especially when he felt his pants loosen. As soon as she unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers, they went down to his thighs, revealing his dark blue cock that stayed part way up with its own erection at maximum.

Both mares marvelled at the girth he possessed as a tiny bit of precum dribbled down from his tip. She breathed in his masculine aroma as Red began to massage his shaft and feel his midring between her fingers. She glanced over toward Jet on the couch, who had already pulled her bottoms off and draped them on the side table to her left.

“Are you taking notes, Jet?” She asked as the white mare’s legs were spread wide and her fingers worked her aching pink quim as she watched all of this unfold. The pegasus hummed a yes as her pointer and middle finger spread her labia apart and she caressed the skin around her clitoris. “Good.”

Without another word, Red engulfed his girth with her mouth and gorged on him. Her head bobbed back and forth as she jerked his base. Her tongue felt his stiff member pulse inside of her oral cavity as she couldn’t help but feel up his scrotum with her other hand. She gently squeezed his bulbous balls and he drew in a sharp breath as her tongue circled his glans.

Fire took the initiative and put his fingers in her hair, stroking her as she leaned toward his touch and gave him the bedroom eyes that he’d never forget. His other hand slid down her shoulder and to her breast, gripping her bumpy areola that took up the majority of her left mammary. This caused her to suck harder on his member and note that his breath was gaining up speed.

Like her, it’d been a while since the last time he’d had any such excitement. The mere fact that it was an actress that he’d fawned over only made his ecstasy even harder to contain. Without thinking, she began to suck all the harder. Her head moved back and forth over him, taking in more of his shaft and feeling him at the back of her mouth.

“Oh, God, Red, I’m gonna--” As soon as he said this, her mouth slipped off of his dick and began to beat him off with both hands. Her mouth opened in front of him as her golden eyes gazed into his. That sly, devilish grin on her face with her mouth wide open as she jerked him without relent was entirely too much to handle. His piston flared. He spurted hot white globs of juice all of her her face. Her makeup began to run and her mouth caught good amounts of his tasty jizz on her tongue. His splattered semen reached her horn, causing it to glow for an instant before her eyes began to daze. The facial she received made her brain lull for a moment as her hands petted his member that only softened a little bit. The feeling of her hands loving it with gentle care kept him very hard.

As the sound of wet petting occurred beside him, he looked over at another mare with her mouth wide open and two fingers deep into her cunt. Jet was enjoying the show just a little too much as her breath began to heave back and forth.

“Oh, Sun Fire, your spunk looks so nice all over her face.” Jet said in a breathless voice. Her shirt buttons were all undone and one tit was visible as she fingered herself in front of him. Then she noticed that Red Carpet turned his big blue dong toward the thirsty pegasus.

“Want a taste?” Red grinned as her afterglow began to wear down to a comfortable euphoria. This made Sun Fire glance at her in surprise, then look toward Jet as she began to rush.

Jet hit the floor with her knees immediately. Without a moment’s hesitation, that big blue dick was in her mouth and she was relieving it of any and all cum that was left over while Red went to go find a towel.

“Oh! Jet, take it easy, I’m a little sensitive right now.” He cringed a little bit at the over exposure to pleasure as the white pegasus used her tongue to wipe every surface.

“Take it easy, sailor. I’m just priming the pump. Your big guy will calm down.” She gave him a reassuring wink as she cleaned up his shaft and his head. Her tongue licked down the side of his length as she swabbed the base with her oral muscle.

“Oh, my.” Red Carpet said as she saw Jet touch her hand to the bottom of his shaft and show off his nice clean exterior. The pegasus mare analyzed the penis closely and made sure that it was spotless as Sun Fire sighed in relief. His cock was gaining back its normal feeling as she ran her fingers over the side and the bottom. “You do good work.” Red complimented Jet, who was now wholly naked as she tossed her blouse and bra onto the floor.

“Now, how about you?” Jet asked, turning her gaze to the red unicorn, whose hair was now free of any bounds, but her thong was still only slightly covering her aching pussy. Red Carpet smiled as she spread her legs while standing, moving her thong all the way to the side to give them both a good look. With one finger rubbing the exterior labia, both of them could hear her ecstatic quim slosh with juices.

“I think I could use an injection.” Her eyes darted toward Sun Fire, whose erection only bobbed slightly as he stood up a bit straighter. “And you,” her finger pointed toward Jet. “You could use a reward.” Jet’s eyebrow raised as her head tilted.

Next thing they knew, Jet was sitting on the couch. Red’s head was between Jet’s legs and working her tongue deep into her folds with her legs wide open. The unicorn’s hands gripped Jet’s butt cheeks as her lips worked all over her pussy lips and her tongue teased the clitoris with little flicks. Jet couldn’t help but cry out every time Red’s tongue hit an extra sensitive spot.

She watched Sun Fire work as her pussy was tempered by the taller mare. The stallion worked his penis head between the pink vaginal lips and she muffled a passionate cry as his big rod pushed straight in. To say she was wet would be a glaring understatement. His length was covered in juice as soon as he pulled back a bit and pushed forward again, causing her to whimper against Jet’s mewling quim.

Sun Fire picked up momentum and rhythm as his spry cock reached her cervix, pushing against it with every thrust. The celebrity pony whimpered and had to take a breather as her mouth detached from the white mare’s moist cunny flaps. She looked back at him as he rutted her just the way she liked it.

As long as it had been since she got fucked, she’d never been fucked like this. The stallions she’d been with never felt like they needed to try all that hard. They’d get into her and pound her with no regard for what pace she wanted them to go. Sun seemed naturally attuned to her, going slow at first, only to get her riled up for a nice hard bang. The red unicorn’s pleasure only mounted higher as she began to lose control.

“Oh! Yes! Fuck me! Don’t you dare stop! Don’t ever stop fucking me!” With her commands, he only pushed harder and faster. Her moans picked up pitch and she turned back to Jet and clamped her mouth straight onto her her clitoris, tonguing it as two of her fingers slid into her hot cunt.

“Oh! Red! Wait! That’s way too--OH!” Jet’s voice squeaked as her legs began to twitch. Then her whole body twitched once, twice then her hands gripped both of her tits. She pinched her own pink nipples as she came. Her pink tube tightened around Red’s fingers and released a generous amount of juice.

Her mouth hummed hard against the pegasus as her own climax rocked her and she felt a twitching cock inside of her start painting her insides with his hot milk.

There was a long silence as Sun Fire pulled out from her well fucked vagina and a slew of white drooled out of her open hole. The room’s temperature was up by about ten degrees and the floor and couch were an absolute mess. That didn’t stop them from laying around on it, exhausted and panting.

They all three took a shower in the lodge’s bathroom. While Sun Fire was in front of the mirror, wiping off his well exercised prick, Jet was sitting on the toilet’s lid, waiting for Red Carpet to finish up in the shower as the room filled up with steam.

“I’ll be leaving tomorrow evening.” Jet said as she turned the page of the magazine in her lap. What looked like an interesting article on the cover was more or less just an overview of the cast for the movie. “I don’t suppose you’ll be going with me?” Jet asked him as he looked at her through the mirror.

“I really wish I could. Fable’s marriage is a big step in his life and I--”

“You’ll be going with her to see it.” Red Carpet said as she finally stepped out of the shower, soaking wet and grabbing a towel from the rack beside her. She invited Jet to go next, who put her magazine onto the bathroom counter and took the invitation with a smile.

“What?” Sun Fire looked over at Red Carpet, who was pulling the towel across her back, inching downward to her rump and tail.

“You heard what I said. I’m not about to let you miss a once in a lifetime event just because some tyrannical hack keeps calling you back for reaction shots. We’re a week away from finishing the ship’s interior shots and you’ve done more than enough. He’s just flexing his power muscles in keeping you here at this point.” Red began to wrap the towel around her body, while wrapping another around her very wet, dark purple hair.

“But how are you--” He started to say before her finger went up to his lips and shushed him.

“Don’t worry about that. Snap can’t live without finishing his movie his way, but to do that, he needs me. You get to that wedding and I’ll be here when you get back. If Snap Take has a problem with that, he can shut his mouth.” Red Carpet winked at him and he started beaming with a smile.

“Red, you’re amazing!” Sun Fire said as he came up to her with a hug. “How can I ever repay you?” He asked, causing her to giggle just a little bit as she returned his embrace.

“You already have. Not to mention I’ll be expecting you back on set when you get back.” She licked her lips as she grinned at Sun. “I’ll need someone to come back to in my trailer.” Red reached down and placed her hand onto his already semi-hard member.

“Guys, if you’re going to fuck again, can you at least let Sun Fire shower?” Jet said, drawing both of their attention. “I get next dibs.” She peeked out from the edge of the shower curtain with a devious smirk, which Red returned.

Sun Fire gulped.