Corner Pocket

“Come on, Rappid; it’s obvious that they’re not here,” said Stellar Flare.

Rappid Fires clutched her vest closer to her body. It’d taken several weeks for this arrangement to begin, and the travel had finally led them to the front of Tekky’s potion shop. For their deal today, this venue would require touch words and even tougher stances - Rappid held a fragile but advantageous position. And outside the oak facade of the ‘Potions n’ Stuff’stor, those three mares - Rappid Fires, Spoiled Rich, and Stellar Flare - were even sturdier.

"It's just because we're early," Rappid said.

“Which we wouldn’t need to be if we knew who wrecked our Zap Apple Jam shipment yesterday...“ Spoiled groused.

Rappid grinned reassuredly at Spoiled. “As the Guards' reports - and Applejack - said, it only looked like a theft. Nothing was taken.”

“Yet, I’m not up for wholly trusting the Guard on matters this sensitive yet.” Stellar said. Her voice took on the confident air that’d drawn Rappid to her so many years ago, as a negotiator for their group called Dead Serious. Stellar had recently found happiness at home in Sire’s Hollow, and despite the attitude, Spoiled still cared for Diamond Tiara.

Rappid refused to interfere in her friends’ happiness, despite her own fledgling attempts to find her own. But if she could seize upon this potion Tekky had, that could change for her… and Featherweight, her adopted son.

“Why not? They seem to have this case well in hand. And we’ve got a great new deal with this potion shop that will more than make up for it!” Rappid said.

“Oh, Rappid - we got lucky that I pulled enough strings to get an investigation started with this vandalism case!” tutted Stellar, drawing her teal jacket closer to her. Regardless of the sweltering sun above, though, Stellar didn't sweat a drop.

“Well, somepony - or someponies - was on top of it. The top of the crate’s got this big cavity. Maybe the robbers got frustrated?” Rappid said.

Stellar chuckled. “That’s not a thing I’ve known as of late….”

Rappid fought back a groan. Spoiled did not, however. “Again with this?! We get it, you're Stellar, you're wonderful in helping ponies find what they need, you don't like wearing shirts under your jackets. No need to lord it over us!”

Stellaronly giggled at Spoiled's words. Even her boobs, only barely kept back by the 'V" in the jacket's zipper, jiggled fitfully. “And you probably won’t be lording stuff over me anytime soon, Spoiled. I know all about your delightful blackmail stash, and I have no intention of expanding it. Even for a fellow business pony,” she said.

“Still, Stellar, it’s a shame we don’t even know your new squeeze's name. Diamond and Featherweight might take a liking to your new partner - we could visit you more often.” Rappid said.

"In due time, Rappid. Just know that a certain town up north was made by his wonderful daughter."

"Well, I'd like to meet that daughter sometim-" A creaking of the door to Potions N’ Stuff cut off Rappid. “Nevermind. We’re here for a different mix, Stellar - one worth more than ten crates of Zap Jam. One which, unlike those crates, I won’t have to pay twice on.”

“Sounds expensive.”

Rappid could tell Tekky’s arrival from her world-wearied tone before she even saw her. With her rich indigo fur, a white top and shorts, and startling heterochromatic eyes, Tekky cut an impressive figure.

Closing the door behind her and approaching Dead Serious with an exaggerated saunter was her assistant. She… was far more well known than Tekky, in all the most salacious ways.

Leech, was it? Thought Rappid as her eyes traveled over the maroon-and-white top and bikini shorts she wore. Leech’s slitted violet eyes, however subconsciously turned a more tantalizing target; Rappid’s breasts. Soon, a fire within Leech’s heart grew at seeing just how well-stacked Dead Serious' racks were.

Rappid’s brain demanded she tell off Leech for ogling her tits - or at least, focus on the liquid-filled golden flask twirling between Leech’s fingers. Despite this good counsel, Rappid’s eyes were hooked to Leech's herself. All too soon, Leech noticed it. “See something you like?” she asked.

Stellar chuckled. “Me and everypony el-”

Rappid made Stellar shut up with one steely-eyed glance. The second Tekky realized what the potion in Leech’s hands could do, she’d ask for the farm. Double that if Stellar irked Tekky by propositioning her assistant. Now was not the time to give away their useful negotiating position.

Thankfully, Tekky only cocked an eyebrow at Stellar’s quip before turning to Rappid. “Wow, Miss Fires. No magic or mink, and you still got them wrapped around your finger.”

“Hello to you too, Tekky,” Rappid said curtly. “And my fingers are fine where they are.”

“Wrapped around my big hard, liquid full… flask, perhaps?” whistled Leech.

“Ah, Leech. How wonderful to see you upright again.” Spoiled huffed. “Who’s the lucky cum depositor this time?"

Leech, intending to talk about flattery and how it’d get Spoiled everywhere with her, was cut off byTekky. “A married pony. Mighta heard of her; last name ‘Fuckin-Biznis’, first name ‘Nunya’.”

“On the subject of business,” Rappid said. “We’re here to do some. I take it that’s the Draught being juggled in your assistant's hands, Tekky?”

“Draught of Debauchery, yeah,” Tekky replied. “Sparkles more than Carrot Cola, twice as sweet, and wonderful for prepping pegasi stallions for ponut-pounding. You have the thousand bits for it?”

Blushing furiously at the thoroughly unintended use of that Draught, Rappid said, “...yes.”

Calm down, her mind said. Tekky doesn’t know that’s not the limb the Draught’s supposed to be used on. Just shut it, get the potion, and watch the pegasi’ race’s speed limits double overnight.

Tossing that very Draught into Tekky’s hands, Leech shamelessly stepped closer to Rappid. Instantly, her fingers jabbed into the rock-hard abdomen of Rappid, making the pegasus jump. “Hmm, you certainly have the bits, Rappid... ” she purred. “Maybe you can get more than that lube if you want the ride.”

Tekky’s left eyebrow shot up. “We’re in the middle of a deal, Leech! Keep it out of her pants for one day!”

“Okay fine…” Leech said. “I can start with you first again, but you always get tight-lipped when I’m-”

Both Spoiled and Tekky stared disbelieving at Leech. “...you cannot be serious right now.”

“Dead serious, actually.” Stellar flipped out a card and showed it to Tekky. “Seriously. Dead Serious. Like it. Invest in it. Put it on your longest limb - whoops, seems I found it.” Stellar’s eyes flashed toward the very visible lump in Tekky’s shorts before she continued. “Also, ignore Spoiled; we recently had to pen out a restraining order on her behalf.”

Folding her arms, Tekky snorted. “Spoiled needs paper to keep ponies away from her now?”

Rappid sighed. “Specifically, away from Spoiled’s mane. Stellar’s prank during Lotus and Aloe’s session at the spa. It... did some damage. Going near Spoiled’s hair costs two bits now.” Under her breath, she hissed at Spoiled. “I told you before, not all accidents are enablers if you leave them be! The hair thing stopped with you-”

“Like ponies flicking gold coins at me stopped with me?” Spoiled whispered back. “Because that ended with my dear Tiara being handed empty glasses like some common waitress by Fl-”

“Two bits per mane-touch, Raps? That includes the cost of the ten-foot pole I’d need to want to be near her?” the potion maker asked. Rappid’s gaze shot back to Tekky. Damn it, stir potions, not pots, Tekky! she wanted to shout.

Spoiled’s face turned beet-red. “Cute retort, Tekky. Which mother of yours did you kiss with that mouth?“ she snorted

“Spoiled, please!” Rappid said, shooting out her hand. It pushed back Spoiled just as she looked ready to move toward Tekky. ”Just please get out the bit case for Tekky, we’re losing sunlight.”

Tekky took several seconds to look over all three of the mares before her. Seriously, what are three business ponies doing asking for pegasi dick-lube? she thought. And since they'd shown up, Rappid had been holding back her associates from either sizing her up or putting her down. Yet Rappid Fires had come all this way from Cloudsdale for this simple mix. It almost made her think there was more to the Draught if Dead Serious was this dead-set on getting it.

With a snap, Spoiled finally opened her briefcase, the packets of bits within making both Tekky and Leech drool. Rappid took it into her hands soon after, snapping it shut. “Stellar, Spoiled, if you’d move for a second so we could-”

“Yes indeed, move. The professionals need to talk now,” said the disembodied voice echoing around all five mares. Snapping into existence, Jet Set’s debut had both Rappid and Leech doubling back in surprise. Puffing up his well-kept mane, Jet turned to Rappid and said, “Especially about the jam my business partners and I find myself in thanks to Dead Serious.”

“If this is about the Apple Jam shipment, you can clearly see we have bits enough for you both!” Rappid said.

“Yes well; money’s not what I’m looking for-” Jet said. “-buuuut, since we're short a shipment of Zap Jam, I can always settle for something different. Entitlements are nothing next to entertainment; something Upper Crust and Fleur knows all about.”

Only Rappid saw Leech’s face darken at the mention of Fleur. “Get the Draught and let’s go,” Spoiled hissed to Rappid, her face also twisting in disdain. “I want nothing to do with that family-disgracing plothole Fleur.”

“Doth my eyes deceive me? Is it really you, Spoiled? I didn’t know the ‘Potions n’ Stuff’ sign referred to ‘stuffed pigs’.”

Rappid, Tekky, and Stellar paled upon seeing the other new intruder on their deal. Fleur de Lis soon appeared at Jet Set’s side via a burst of pink sparkles. Every part of Fleur was either full of soft curves (like her hips and the ruffles of her pink mink coat) or sharp (like her horn, or her steely eyes). Fleur cut a startlingly impressive figure, only shorter than Stellar and twice as prominent in the chest department.

“Wonderful to meet you too, Fleur; still basking in that asbestos nest you call home?” Spoiled replied icily. Even Rappid noticed the change in Spoiled's voice. This wasn’t the ‘I live in a mansion’ tone, it was the ‘but I’d burn it down for five seconds with you in a dark alley’ tone.

“All fifty rooms and twelve showers of it, Madame Rich,” Fleur replied. “And you’re in no room to talk about mishandled possessions, with what happened with my Zap Apple Jam.”

Stellar cockily snorted.

“Shows what you know, Fleur! That shipment was in the warehouse behind this potion store! the only ones who even knew it was there-”

Tekky’s left hand slapped over Stellar’s mouth. “-likely skip town right now, and nopony’s business if they were!”

“Believe me, Miss Tekky, your business is the last place I’d want any part of me to be,” Fleur said. Then she turned to Rappid. “Since you are the head of your little outfit, I hold you responsible, Madame Fires.”

“Holy crap, you’re actually the leader?” Tekky said to Rappid.

“Indeed I am - of our partnership, and UnFeather’d United.” Tooting her own horn wasn’t a common gesture by Rappid. But that photography shop chain was her pride and joy - named after her bigger pride and joy, Featherweight. Even now, his grinning face and boundless energy remind Rappid of her treasured youth, one she’d hoped to move past with Spoiled and Stellar. Well, until these two dinosaurs called Jet Set and Fleur showed up.

“Hmm. Thought it was a joke. Really nice to meet you then.” Tekky shot out a hand to her, Rappid smiling warmly as she shook it. “Really looking forward to doing Upp-doing business! Business. With you.”

And suddenly, the warm feeling in Rappid was gone. “I.. see.” Back to Jet Set, the pegasus’ eyes went. “Can we talk about this later, Fleur-”

“As your… peculiarly endowed equine friend has said…” Fleur went on. “...Upper Crust is upstairs in Miss Tekky’s shop. I shall simply talk with Tekky’s assistant in private. Then we can discuss how your game of pool will go with them.”

Leech’s eyes, and ear - rose at the option Fleur offered. “Pool?”

“Think I didn’t know? I’ve heard of your winning run in Rainbow Falls’ pool halls, Rappid… and of Leech’s special time in Las Pegasus’ casinos. I assume you’re here for more of the same, non?”

Both mares blushed. “So long behind me, but… yeah. Two tournament wins. And perfect for our little negotiation, since bits aren’t movin’ yet.” Leech admitted. “I’m game. You and me-mano a mono, for the Draught. You get that if you’re lucky, Rappid.” Leech’s eyes dilated as she turned to Jet Set switching to a lusty purr. “And maybe some of what’s behind door number two, if I’m lucky.”

“What are you doing, Leech?”! Tekky hissed. “We’re gonna need every last bit if they find out about what really happened with that Jam shipment!”

“Right. Yeah. Oooor-I could make Rappid so lust-drunk she won’t care about it.” Leech whispered back.

Behind them both, Rappid’s eyebrows rose. “I-I’ve had one tourney win in billiards, yes. But how have I not heard of you, Leech? Las Pegasus surely would have told of such a decorated mare.”

Leech sheepishly grinned. “Well, of course you wouldn’t - I got kicked out at the third tourney. Most of the casino bet on what I could do and take with a pair of dice in my hand. It got a bit too good one day and, well-”

“Right, gonna be in the shop’s lower levels; call me up when you’re reaaaaaady!” Rappid quickly trotted off to the door, giving one last look to the delightful bounce Leech’s milk-jugs gave as she moved past her.

“..to not screw on tables I likely played croupier at!” Rappid’s mind finished for her as she disappeared around the bend.

“...sorry, I don’t get it.” Stellar said.

Spoiled rolled her eyes. “Alright, Stellar; five seconds, then the order’s back on. Reputation to uphold and all.”

Leaning in, Stellar waited as she took in Spoiled’s whispers. “Oh, Leech! You nasty mare!” Leech only stopped momentarily to turn her bedroom eyes onto Stellar’s outraged ones as the whispers continued. “Oh, Leech… you nasty mare…” she said in a far more alluring tempo. Leech cackled at Stellar’s words, as she disappeared behind Potions n’ Stuff’s backdoor with Fleur.

Tekky rolled her eyes, which then caught the glint of Upper Crust’s eyes, as the unicorn -clad in a skin-tight sleeveless turtleneck and purple skirt- waved to her from the window of her shop‘s second floor. Tekky’s maremeat surged inside her suffocating shorts, but she held firm as she watched the show.

With a licentious tug, Upper Crust pulled down her polyester skirt, peach-yellow skin revealed with every inch. Soon Upper's lions were bare against her shop's window. She breathed on the window until it fogged, writing Don't You Wish You Were Inside? with a dainty finger. Then that same finger dipped lower, until it pressed against Upper's puffy clit.

Tek bit her lip. Upper Crust'd been here earlier after stopping by the warehouse behind her shop. Since then, Upper'd been almost as shameless a flirt as Leech on pointing out how hot she'd become. This, however... is too fucking much. Tekky thought.

Her hips slowly rolled as Spoiled and Stellar went inside her shop, maremeat straining against her shorts in the summer heat. But the tension was only growing, as Upper Crust upped her game. Two of her finger plunged into her cunt, hammering her folds within seconds. Her tongue came out, licking a stripe up the panes of glass as her hips thrust against the window sill. Even though Tekky couldn't hear the sloshing sounds of that juicy slit being pounded, the soft thunk thunk thunk of hips meeting wooden railing called to her.

Tekky had to refuse that call, though. Very aware that she was in the middle of a sparsely populated but still public street, the dickmare's head lowered. Keeping Upper Crust in her periphery, Tekky sensually thrust her hips forward, the building tent in her pants all the motivation Upper needed to continue.

Upper Crust threw back her head, purple-and-white locks swinging around her neck and chest. The boob window in the center of her shirt jiggled, smooshing lightly against the window as she refocused on Tekky. Tekky's mouth went dry, thinking about what those nipples brushing the glass tasted like. Probably as lemony as her skin looked, as the sweat trickled delightfully down yellow arms and tits in rivers.

Tekky was as close to air-fucking as she could be. Her heterochromatic eyes narrowing as she mouthed out Fuuuck...
to the pony a floor away from her. Soon, Tek's eyes widened seeing the force of Upper Crust's orgasm, her hips crushing into the lip of the window as the bottom paned of glass got polished with sparkling marecum.

After Upper rolled back behind the window's edge, Tekky quickly looked down. Had to make sure she hadn't made a mess either. Thankfully only the slightest dots of pre soaked her shorts' crotch, about the size of a fingernail or five.

Adjusting her shorts, Tekky trotting into her store - blowing raspberries at anypony still staring at her. Apparently, Potions n' Stuff was becoming ground zero for something big. If Upper was being this forward with her teasing and Dead Serious was traveling almost cross-country for her Draught, Tekky was sure this would build to a head. But whatever this meant for her and Leech's future, Tekky had a dawning feeling that it might be bigger than she could ever comprehend. “What’s Fleur's real game here, Upper...?” Tekky whispered.