The Five Belles

Cheddar picked up the pace in her walk, opening the fridge and leaving Night Glider to wonder if she really was reading into their introduction earlier. The other four Belles pulled out their chairs at the wide dark brown table, sitting down in their seats as Cheddar set out a bowl of guacamole and chips at the center of the table. Noticing the three empty chairs, Night Glider pulled the one closest to her marefriend and sat down. Blueberry reached over for a white baseball cap, placing it atop her head as Limey grinned and snuggled against her sister as close as she could in her own chair.

Night glanced and tilted her head at the foreign green goop in the bowl, waiting until she saw her marefriend take one of the chips and dip it in the green texture, eating the chip in one bite.

“That’s guac,” Blueberry spoke up, causing Night Glider to make eye contact with the other blue mare. “Dad makes dishes like those and tacos from his hometown, the two dishes together is fuckin’ bomb.”

“And Mommakes dishes like fried tomatoes and red beans,” Limey pointed out, closing her eyes and licking her lips.

“Course, Sugar wanted to divert with her own style,” Cheddar added as she closed the fridge, walking towards her pink sister. “Now that you’re back, will we be seeing those sugary sweets again?”

“Of course, I know how much y’all love my cherry pie~” Sugar grinned, her tail moving from her chair to brush up against Night Glider’s back. Glider’s wings sprung up from her sides as she barely covered her mouth with her hoof. Cheddar, Blueberry, and Limey sported grins of a clowder of cats that ate canaries. Then, she glanced at Pigeon Belle at the end of the table, a small smile creeping upon her face.

“Oh, you should know that Pigeon has plenty thoughts of her own,” Cheddar explained. “But the doctor diagnosed her as a mute when she was a foal. She can laugh and shriek sometimes, but not a single word comes out of her mouth.”

Pigeon nodded, giving a wider smile and waving at Night Glider. Somehow that gesture made Night Glider blush more heavily than the other sisters’ could. What was that mare hiding behind that smile?

“So…” Night Glider glanced away from Pigeon. “Did all of you know about Sugar being into mares?”

The silence took over the table as Night Glider gulped as quietly as she could, tucking her wings back against her sides as the mares were wide-eyed for two seconds before breaking out into thunderous laughter.

“Oh darling,” Cheddar cackled. “She didn’t tell you?”

“We’d have to be dumb as doorknobs not to notice that,” Blueberry snickered.

“And it’d be very hypocritical of us to disapprove of such a thing,” Limey winked.

Night Glider stared down at the table as she heard Pigeon pounding her hoof against the table as she wheezed and shook with every laugh, their words processing in Glider’s head.

Were they all…? What, all five of them??

“Uh oh, I think we broke her,” Limey giggled. “I mean, I might be the only one of us that’s dated stallions.”

“Dated stallions,” Blueberry teased. “Y’mean banged every creature that walks?”

“You take that back!” Limey howled with a twinkle in her eyes, grinning as she stared down her sister.

“Or what?” Blueberry’s grin revealed itself, resembling more of a wolfish smile.

Limey blushed, glancing at Night Glider and returning her gaze to Blueberry. Cheddar smirked as she glanced at the two of them, before looking at Night Glider and Sugar Belle.

“So,” Cheddar said. “What do y’all want for dinner tonight?”

Night Glider flew into Sugar’s old bedroom, with pastel colors and posters of famous bakers, rubbing her belly full of fried tomatoes. How she lived in Cloudsdale without ever tasting the delicacies, she’ll never know.

She landed on Sugar’s poofy lavender bed as her marefriend climbed in, using her magic to tuck both of them into the covers. Sugar leaned over, her hoof running down Night Glider’s face as she stared into her eyes.

“So what do you think of them?” Sugar asked.

“They seem lovely, and themselves,” Glider replied. “What more could you want in a family?”

“Hmm, couldn’t agree more~” Sugar nodded, closing her eyes. “We’re very close, I hope that doesn’t intimidate you?”

“Oh, of course not,” Glider mentally scolded the heat that ran through her body for the millionth time that day. “Just more to love about my marefriend, right?”

Sugar’s bright eyes opened as she lunged forward and pressed her lips against Night Glider’s, the kiss lasting for a few seconds before she pulled away and cozied up on her side of the bed. Closing her eyes once more, her hindleg brushed up against her marefriend’s hindleg in a gentle motion as she turned off the lights.

Night Glider felt her body give into Luna’s night, only to wake up an unknown amount of time later to the need to take a leak. Glancing at Sugar’s sleeping form, Night Glider leaned in and kissed the unicorn’s forehead before slipping out of the bed and slowly opening the door with her mouth.

“Nngh~”

Night Glider let go out the doorknob, freezing up at the sound.

“So you don’t fuck anycreature that breathes? Tell that to the stallions-”

“Fuck~”

“-the griffons-”

“Dammit, Blueberry!”

“-and that one Kirin I caught ya with~”

Night Glider stepped closer to the slightly opened door without thinking about it, leaning forward as she witnessed Limey writhing on the floor with cheeks as bright as tomatoes and mouth gaping wide open, Blueberry towering over her as at least a third of her foreleg was deep into the green unicorn’s pussy.

“Hell, I bet you were planning at having a go at the new mare before the rest of us,” Blueberry growled as she leaned her face closer to her sister’s face. “Tell me I’m wrong~”

“Ohhh fuck you!” Limey hissed, and Night Glider gasped as Blueberry smacked her sister with a casual swing of her hoof. Limey squeaked, shaking around Blueberry’s pounding hoof as she bit down on her own hoof. Night Glider saw juices squirting around the blue unicorn’s hoof.

“Say it,” Blueberry ordered.

“I want to fuck her first!” Limey squealed, her shaking and squirting coming to a stop as her head collapsed on the carpet. Loud, careless gasps escaped Limey’s mouth as Blueberry lifted her soggy hoof to her own mouth. Her tongue swirling around the juices, Night Glider took several prolonged seconds to notice just which direction Blueberry’s dark purple eyes rested.

Right in her direction.

Night Glider jumped away from the door, leaping back into the bed and getting into the covers, burying her face deep into the bed itself. Several heart-thumping minutes passed before Night Glider got up, walked back to the cracked open door…

...and saw only a puddle of juices remaining in the hallway. Flying over the puddle, Night Glider flew into the bathroom, shutting the door and turning on the light.

Staring back into her wide-eyed, red-faced reflection, Night Glider then closed her eyes and let out a long groan as she covered her face with her hooves. Her wings remained out and erect while she cursed the burning heat between her legs.

What did I just get myself into?