Author's Note

This scene takes place during Chapter Fifteen.

1: Pinkie/Rainbow - Unchanged Desires

Just as she was about to grab a packet, there came a knock at the window, which meant that Rainbow was home from practice; her first game was coming up soon, so she probably had been sent home to rest. She headed over to the window, removed the air filter, unlatched the window itself, and let… Pinkie in?

"Oh… um, h-hello Pinkie?" Fluttershy said, gawking at her friend that had somehow just leapt through the window. She glanced outside, hoping to see how Pinkie had managed to leap up eighty-four floors, then backed away as Rainbow came in right after. "Oh, thank goodness. Hello Rainbow. How was practice?"

"Hey Shy," Rainbow said as she headed straight to the fridge. "Practice was fine. I think we're getting this team into shape, as good as they can be anyway."

"Hey, Fluttershy!" Pinkie said with a little wave. Since it was her day off, she was wearing her casual clothes, which is to say she was wearing her work clothes, just without the apron; it was as close to normal as Pinkie had and she liked it. "How are you? Long day?"

"Oh, I'm fine, thank you. Are you enjoying your day off?" Fluttershy asked.

"You betcha! Dashie and I went shopping, and boy, lemme tell ya, this city's not all that bad once you get used to it. They've got loads and loads of places to shop, y'know? Red told me about this place out in the Mid-East District, so Dashie and I dropped by on the way home."

"Yeah, uh, speaking of which," Rainbow said, coming back over to Pinkie with a few bottles of water. "Shy, can, uh… can Pinkie and I get the place to ourselves for, like… an hour? No no, make it two. Two hours?"

"Oh?"

Fluttershy then noticed the little pink bag in Pinkie's grip, as well as a fairly oblong box that was poking out of it. The bag's label displayed the name of the establishment, The Luv Shack, which also included a stencil of a mare in a not-at-all-subtle position that indicated she was ready for something… well, intimate.

Her face turned bright red in realization. "Oh! Oh, absolutely. Um… you two, yes… sh-should I go now? I can go now if you want."

"I mean, unless you wanna watch?" Pinkie said, waggling her eyebrows.

Rainbow, also red in the face, nudged her. "Pinkie!"

Fluttershy, now even redder, hustled over to the door, grabbing her key on the way. "Okayhavefunbye!"

She closed and locked the door behind her.

*****

Once Fluttershy was gone and the apartment door was locked, Rainbow wasted no time whatsoever in scooping Pinkie up, planting her on the couch that they'd been sharing for a bed, and fiercely kissing her like her life depended on it. She did not spare a single ounce of effort or passion, using her tongue, her lips, her hooves, everything.

Pinkie weakly resisted, letting out a little squeak of protest even as Rainbow dominated her mouth with her tongue, but they both knew that she wanted it just as bad as Rainbow did, maybe more.

And that would be impressive, because Rainbow was hungry, the result of more than a week of not getting a chance to be intimate with her fillyfriend, not to mention the fact that living here in big city was just loaded with images that put sex on her mind:

Billboards with sexy mares advertising various products; lots and lots of good-looking mares walking the streets or flying through the air at all times of day, many wearing clothes that drew attention to their assets; sharing a communal shower with the mares on her new skyball team who were all, frankly, hot. It took a lot of self-control not to jill herself off earlier today while watching Sweet Crespelle lather herself up; the barely-legal mare had to know what she was doing.

But Pinkie finally managed to push Rainbow off of her; a strand of saliva bonded their tongues together for a brief moment as Rainbow pulled away. "Wow, Dashie, you're eager today," Pinkie breathed, her face red, her breathing hot and heavy as though she'd just ran twenty miles. "I've never seen you so horny before. Was it because I suggested Shy should watch?"

Rainbow pushed forward to kiss Pinkie's neck. "It's just been a while, that's all. And yeah… that was a little hot…"

She had to admit, the thought of her oldest friend possibly watching her and Pinkie screw was a turn-on she hadn't realized she had until Pinkie had suggested it, even as a joke.

"C'mon, take this off," she said, grasping at Pinkie's uniform, "and let's get busy. I can't take another minute."

Pinkie moaned as Rainbow pushed herself harder against her, but managed to push Rainbow off again. "Hold on, Dashie, I've got a surprise for you."

Rainbow blinked. "Yeah, I know, we bought it together," she said, tilting her head towards the bag. "I was there, remember?"

Rainbow hadn't been surprised that the big city had a bustling red-light district. The shop they'd visited, The Luv Shack, had come highly recommended by Pinkie's friend Red Velvet, and boy had that been a solid recommendation.

The selection had been varied to a ridiculous degree, with toys and equipment that Rainbow and Pinkie had never even seen before. The dildo selection in particular was quite extensive, with varying sizes, colors, and accessories but no different races, which was a little disappointing; Pinkie had been eager to try griffin for some reason. They'd settled on something simple and affordable, but they both knew they'd give the shop another look sometime after Pinkie's next paycheck.

"Besides that," Pinkie said, booping Rainbow on the nose and drawing her out of her trip down memory lane. "Trust me, you'll love it. Just let me go get changed for a second, okay Honey?"

Rainbow paused, then nodded, sitting herself down on the couch. "Sure, babe, go for it."

Pinkie kissed Rainbow on the cheek, then bounced her way over to the bathroom, shaking that beautiful ass of her the whole way; Pinkie knew just what Rainbow liked about her physically, and what Rainbow liked was her fillyfriend's big, bouncy bubble butt. Rainbow had had several fillyfriends before she and Pinkie had hooked up, but none of them had an ass like Pinkie did.

None of them had captured Rainbow's heart, either, but she wasn't thinking about hearts and love right now.

Now, whenever Pinkie needed to "get changed", that meant she was going to dress up in one of her fancy cosplays. Pinkie just had a thing for dressing up as her favorite characters from games, movies, and comics; the fact that she loved to do so when having sex—not always, but for special occasions—was a nice bonus. And Pinkie always looked amazing in them, even as male characters.

Rainbow had no idea where Pinkie got the outfits or where she kept them—she'd seen the inside of Pinkie's closet—but she wasn't about to complain or ask too many questions. Even now, when they were literally a world away from home, she didn't ask any questions, like "how did you find a costume around here?" because it didn't matter.

While Pinkie was in the bathroom, though, Rainbow grabbed the oblong box out of their shopping bag and cracked it open, revealing the wonderful little toy that she and Pinkie had purchased with the bit of spending money the latter had earned.

It was a supremely realistic strap-on, jet black in color with a slightly flared tip, a medial ring, and even little veins snaking up the length, plus a set of weighted balls at the base. It wasn't extraordinarily big—still well above-average, the shopkeeper had said—but it would get the job done. There was even a little attachment on the inside that slid up inside the wearer's pussy to help enhance their own pleasure, as well as some weak vibrators in the balls to add to the stimulation for both partners.

Rainbow strapped on the harness and sat back on the couch, marveling at the just so real the thing looked. The attachment on the inside was barely inside her enough to cause any real sensations, but she knew once she got to work, it would feel great. How the vibrators worked without batteries, she didn't know or understand, but she could feel them teasing her now and it was… well, more relaxing than erotic at the moment.

A moment later, and Pinkie popped back out of the bathroom wearing her new outfit, standing up on her hindlegs to show it off. Up top, she wore a flight jacket like Rainbow's, only cleaner and neater, with a weird harness-like device right on her chest. A pair of orange goggles covered almost all of the top half of her face. But what really drew Rainbow's attention was the golden yellow spandex tights around Pinkie's lower half.

"Ta da!" Pinkie said, gesturing at her new costume and giving a little twirl to show it off. "Cheers, love! The cavalry's here!"

Rainbow couldn't take her eyes off of Pinkie's butt. The tights lived up to their name, clinging so snugly against Pinkie's prodigious posterior that Rainbow was frankly amazed they could even contain it. How Pinkie even managed to squeeze those on was more of a mystery to her than where she even got the outfit.

"Damn, Pinks…" Rainbow breathed, taking in the sights as Pinkie gave another little twirl, resting her hooves just so in order to draw attention to her hips, and to the highly noticeable cameltoe the spandex caused. "You look… damn."

"I knew you'd like it," Pinkie giggled.

"What was with the accent, though? You sounded like you were gonna invite me for tea and crumpets."

Pinkie put her hooves on her hips. "It's the character's accent, honey. I like to get in character."

"Uh, sure, whatever you say. Are you gonna... keep the accent up?"

"Do you want me to?"

Rainbow tilted her head in thought, then gave a short nod. "Yeah... yeah, okay. I'm into it."

"Wicked!" Pinkie then pointed somewhere off to the side. "You hear that? Read my lines with the accent if that's your bag, baby."

Rainbow shook her head. "Moving on?"

Pinkie gave a little twirl, showing off her butt as best she could. "I wanted to do this last time, but I couldn't. But this story was written more recently, so now it makes sense." With a tap to her chin, she added, "Hey, come to think of it, this costume makes a weird sort of sense if we're dealing with timey-wimey shenanigans like alternate timelines and junk. Ever get that feeling of déjà vu?"

"I have no idea what any of that means," Rainbow said, which was completely true; Pinkie sometimes went off on odd tangents like that that Rainbow didn't quite get, but then that was just how Pinkie was.

"What it means is that I get to wear this awesome outfit, honey," Pinkie said, stepping over towards Rainbow, a sultry look in her eyes even visible through the goggles. "I'm glad you like it."

"Hell yeah I do…"

Pinkie straddled Rainbow on the couch and slowly started grinding herself on Rainbow's groin, pressing against the strap-on so that it was sandwiched between them. She also lowered Rainbow's own goggles so that two of them looked like a pair of pegasi on some kind of flight team, which made Rainbow's pussy clench in excitement. It was no secret between them that one of Rainbow's fantasies since she was a teenager was fucking a Wonderbolt in uniform, and this was pretty damn close.

Rainbow placed her hooves up on Pinkie's ass, but then Pinkie pushed Rainbow's hooves down. "Hooves at your sides, Dashie," she said, licking her lips. "No touching just yet."

Rainbow smirked and leaned up to kiss Pinkie, but Pinkie just pulled back a little so that her lips just barely made contact.

"No touching," Pinkie repeated. "Just sit and enjoy for a minute, okay?"

Rainbow nodded and relaxed back against the couch cushions, watching as Pinkie turned around and shoved that beautiful butt right up against her fake dick. Pinkie moved like a professional, twerking her ass so that it shook like gelatin and applied just the right amount of pressure against the strap-on that it pressed against Rainbow's pussy.

"Damn, Pinks," Rainbow hissed, resisting the urge to slap her hooves on her fillyfriend's rear. "You're lucky I'm not really a stallion. I'd probably blow my load all over you right now."

Pinkie giggled and grinded her butt down against the fake balls of the strap-on, sending jolt after jolt of pleasure through Rainbow's pussy. "You really like my booty that much?"

Pinkie slid her ass up along the length of the fake cock, practically enveloping the poor rubber thing between her spandex-wearing cheeks. Brief circular motions just made the phallus shudder and shake.

"Go on, Dashie, tell me how much you like my big booty."

Rainbow felt herself being pressed down into the couch cushions. "I love your big booty, babe."

Pinkie pressed back further, lifting herself up so that her big ass was right in Rainbow's face; the pink party pony was outrageously flexible and acrobatic when she wanted to be. "You just loooove it? That's it?"

Rainbow leaned forward and buried her muzzle right between Pinkie's cheeks. "I worship this ass."

"Damn right you do."

Pinkie stood up onto her hindlegs, then gently fell back onto Rainbow with her entire body, pressing the meaty rubber dick into her ass cheeks. The pressure of Pinkie's weight on the strap-on, plus her slow, methodical grinding, made the strap-on press against Rainbow's clit, the vibrating balls massaging her pussy folds.

Rainbow couldn't resist kissing the back of Pinkie's neck as her fillyfriend pressed further against her. "I want you so bad right now."

Pinkie leaned back further, throwing her head back and exposing more of her neck to Rainbow. "Me too," she breathed as Rainbow took the opening to kiss her more. She shifted herself up and over the strap-on so that she was between it and Rainbow now, grinding her cameltoe against it. "I want you, Dashie…"

Rainbow reached her hooves around to grip Pinkie's thighs, spreading them open roughly. The spandex somehow couldn't hold Pinkie's shapely hips any more and tore open, revealing Pinkie's puffy pink pussy.

"You ready?" Rainbow asked, lifting Pinkie up—with Pinkie's help, of course—to press the tip of the fake cock against her fillyfriend's folds.

Pinkie gently bit into her fetlock and nodded. Pinkie didn't need any lube; she was a self-lubricating machine as it was, and she liked when Rainbow was a little rough.

Rainbow roughly lowered Pinkie onto the fake cock, its flared tip pushing into Pinkie's pussy like forcing a hoof into a tight-fitting glove. Pinkie groaned in pleasure as it sunk into her, inch by inch, all the way up to the medial ring. Rainbow knew the display was half play, half legitimate; she'd used plenty of toys on Pinkie before, some bigger than this, but none quite so realistic.

As far as the two of them were concerned, this was as close as Pinkie had ever gotten to having a real cock inside her; Rainbow took immense pride in knowing it was hers… even if it wasn't really.

Another light shove forced the medial ring inside, and Pinkie let out another squeak and a whimper. That was always Rainbow's favorite part of sex with Pinkie, honestly, more than her fillyfriend's amazing ass, more than her eagerness to please and be pleased, more than her energy and enthusiasm. Those little cute sounds she made were like music.

Another moment was all it took to get Pinkie to slide down all the way so that the rubber cock was buried up to the base, which made the vibrating balls press even harder against Rainbow's slit. "Good girl…" Rainbow whispered, nibbling Pinkie's neck. "You took it all…"

Pinkie moaned and whimpered, pressing her hoof to her stomach. "You feel so good, Dashie…"

"You want more, babe?" Rainbow asked, gently biting Pinkie's ear.

"Uh huh…"

Rainbow lifted Pinkie a single inch off of the cock, then shoved it back in. "Tell me what you want."

Pinkie mewled with pleasure. "I want your big dick, Dashie. Fuck me good~"

Rainbow lifted Pinkie up to the medial ring, then shoved her back down. Up, then down. Up, then down. Again, and again, and again. Pinkie moaned and cried with every thrust, letting out those adorable little squeaks whenever Rainbow hit a particularly sensitive spot.

The weight of Pinkie's big ass slamming against the base of the strap-on was making it bounce against Rainbow's clit with every thrust; it was almost like having Pinkie down there eating her out. This toy was totally unlike anything they had back home, and Rainbow made a note to herself: make absolutely sure to bring this with them.

"Dashie!" Pinkie squeaked, putting her hooves onto Rainbow's. "I'm gonna cum~"

Suddenly, Rainbow heard what sounded like a creaking noise, followed by a crack, and then she found herself and Pinkie falling to the side a little as one of the couch's legs snapped.

The sudden shift in position caused Rainbow's last thrust to go completely balls-deep; said balls pressing against her cooch felt incredible.

"Oh ffffuck~" Pinkie loudly moaned as she came, throwing her head back and letting her tongue hang out of her mouth. Rainbow could feel marecum splash against her thighs; Pinkie had always been a bit of a squirter.

"You okay, babe?" Rainbow asked, rubbing Pinkie's stomach while she kissed her neck. "That didn't hurt or anything, did it?"

Pinkie shook her head. "No, that felt so good~" she groaned. "You've never been so deep before," she added, rubbing her stomach. "I like this toy."

Rainbow glanced down at the now three-legged couch, which was just askew enough to assuredly make it absolutely uncomfortable to sleep on. "Wow. Your big butt riding my dick broke the couch, Pinks."

"Pfft, Ol' Couchy couldn't handle my booty," Pinkie giggled. She lifted herself off of Rainbow's rubber cock, groaning all the while and letting out a little squeak as the flared tip popped out. She looked down at the couch too and said exactly what Rainbow was thinking: "Oh boy, that's not gonna be fun to sleep on. It's just gonna wobble all night!"

Rainbow shifted herself on the couch, causing it to dramatically wobble as they feared. She got up and looked down at the broken, cheap, plastic leg, which had snapped cleanly off the bottom of the couch.

"You think we can fix it?" Pinkie asked.

"Nah, this is pretty bad. We're probably just gonna have to…" She paused; a devilish little idea formed in her head.

"Gonna have to what, Dashie? Deal with it?"

Rainbow rose back up and looked Pinkie in the eye, a sultry grin on her lips. "How 'bout we make it more… even?"

Pinkie raised an eyebrow. "Huh? Like put something else under it? That's what we do when those little plastic tips come off the bottoms of chairs—"

"I mean, what if we… broke another leg?" Rainbow accentuated the point by nibbling Pinkie's ear.

Pinkie paused a moment, then her face reddened. "Ohhh. Yeah, that'd work."

Rainbow tilted her head towards the uneven edge of the couch. She didn't need to say anything; once Pinkie got the idea, she and Rainbow were on the same wavelength. So, she didn't need to be told to do exactly what Rainbow wanted, which was to put her front hooves on the edge of the couch, stick her terrific tush up in the air, and wait for Rainbow to fuck her silly.

Rainbow came up behind Pinkie, pressing the tip of the rubber cock against her fillyfriend's pussy, then mounted her, shoving the entire length of the cock inside in one go.

Pinkie threw her head back and groaned. "Dashieee~"

"Hold on tight, babe," Rainbow said huskily into Pinkie's ear. "Put all of your weight down on the couch, got it?"

Pinkie nodded. "Uh huh… got it."

Rainbow then pulled out to the medial ring before shoving herself back in, then out again, then in, out again, in. Thrust, thrust, thrust.

Pinkie's squeaks and whimpers and moans filled the room. Rainbow was groaning too, as the little attachment and balls were bouncing hard against her pussy, making her wish the attachment were just a few inches longer. She made it a habit not to use toys on herself—she was always top and preferred using the toys on Pinkie—but she was starting to rethink that a little bit.

"Oh Dashie! Fuck me, Dashie!" Pinkie cried, throwing her head back again. She was thrusting her hips back to meet every one of Rainbow's thrusts by now.

Rainbow roughly nibbled Pinkie's ear. "You like that, babe? You like my big cock pounding your little pussy?"

"Yes! I love it, Dashie! I love you!" Pinkie squealed. "I'm cumming~"

Rainbow heard a familiar creaking sound, followed by a snap, and then the couch sank down again so that it was fully lopsided with both legs on this side busted. The shift was still quick enough that Rainbow's thrust went balls-deep into Pinkie, who, as if it was the couch breaking getting her off, came at that exact moment, letting out a throaty, unseemly moan.

Pinkie then sank off of the couch and fell to the floor, her big butt right up in the air. "Oh wow… you fucked me good~"

Rainbow pulled out of Pinkie in a swift, gentle motion, then hastily stripped off the strap-on harness; it was soaked with Pinkie's marecum, same as a big spot on the floor that would probably stain if they didn't clean it up soon. She was panting heavily, and her hoof went straight for her clit to try and rub one out.

But Pinkie just rolled over onto her back and gave Rainbow a cheeky grin. "Come over here, Honey. Sit on my face, and tell me that you love me~"

Rainbow did exactly that, mounting Pinkie's muzzle and using the broken couch to brace herself. She felt Pinkie's hooves wrap around her flanks, and felt Pinkie's nose press against her clit at first. Then, she felt Pinkie open her mouth, clamp it down onto Rainbow's snatch, and with her long, skillful tongue, dove straight in.

Trying to describe how Pinkie ate pussy was like trying to describe highly advanced flight maneuvers and tactics to an earth pony. Pinkie's tongue was many things at once: a tornado, a precision strike, a crop duster, a train. Rainbow had no idea where her fillyfriend learned to eat out another mare, but assumed it was just… natural talent.

Typically Rainbow prided herself on being able to last for a while during sex, and yeah, she knew she'd made Pinkie cum twice already, but she was still surprised at how little time it took for Pinkie to get her off. It was obviously because the strap-on's add-ons had been edging her since they started.

"Fuck, Pinkie~" Rainbow groaned. "I love you." Just a few licks, a few little prods here and there, and pretty soon Rainbow was cumming hard right against Pinkie's muzzle, which latched onto her cooch like a steel trap. "Annhh~"

She convulsed a few times as her orgasm rocked through her body, then just let herself collapse down into Pinkie's waiting embrace. The two just stayed there together for a few moments of post-coital cooldown, breathing in tandem, kissing and hugging one another as the orgasmic highs slowly passed.

Rainbow glanced up, looking at the now-tilted couch, and sighed. "Well, at least it won't wobble when we're sleeping tonight, right?"

"Mhmm," Pinkie agreed, nuzzling into Rainbow's neck. "I feel bad for Ol' Couchy, though. He's been so good to us this past week."

"Don't feel too bad. At least it went out with a bang," Rainbow said with a cheeky grin. "Besides, we were gonna throw it out anyway. At least now we've got a better reason than just because it's uncomfortable to sleep on."

"Oh yeah? What's that?"

"Well, I doubt our friends are gonna wanna sit on the couch now that you glazed the cushions."

Pinkie blinked, then giggle-snorted and booped Rainbow on the nose. "Gross, Dashie." She glanced down at the rubber cock sitting on the floor next to a puddle of her own juices. "So, uh… we've got time for more, right? It hasn't been nearly two hours yet. Barely even one!"

Rainbow's lips curled in a devilish grin. "Why don't you whip us up something quick to eat… wearing just the apron," she said, nibbling Pinkie's ear. "And we'll see about a round three, huh? Maybe we can… even out the couch all the way?"

Pinkie rapidly nodded. "Yes! Yes yes yes!"

And with that she bounded up, stripped off her cosplay—Rainbow wasn't sure where it disappeared to—and set to work in the kitchen in just her work apron, as asked.

Rainbow, grinning, just shook her head, got up, grabbed the strap-on off the floor, and put it back on. This was the best lunch break ever.