Up high in the sky, Rainbow Dash and Gilda were relaxing on the clouds, enjoying their day of freedom from work to the fullest.

“Finally a week into November.” Gilda lightly punched Dash in the shoulder. “How ya feeling, Dash?”

“Still awesome, G!” Dash said with utmost confidence. “The rest of the month is gonna fly by and my team is gonna kick Applejack’s ass!”

“No one’s even out yet,” Gilda laughed.

Dash waved a hoof to try and dismiss Gilda entirely. “Yeah but give it a bit. It’s gonna snowball like it usually does.”

“Who do you think’s gonna go out first?”

“Zephyr.”

Gilda scoffed at how quick and direct Dash’s answer was. “I said who do you think, not who you hope.” She leaned in closer, now elbowing her in the ribs. “Unless all you’re thinking about is seeing him jerk it-”

“Shut uuuuup!” Dash interrupted, shoving Gilda back. “If I had to guess, I’d probably go with Pharynx. I dunno if he’s taking it as seriously as everyone else is.”

“So if you end up winning that free first round, who are you going with?” Gilda asked.

Dash leaned towards Gilda with a goofy smirk on her face. “You’re just asking that because you want me to pick you.”

“I’m asking that because I know you’re gonna pick me, I just wanna hear you say it.” Gilda lifted up her leg and pressed her paw against Dash’s cheek to push her away, and then down into the clouds.

Rainbow Dash quickly started to blush as she struggled to sit back up. “Gah! Gilda! Quit it!”

“Aw c’mon, let’s not pretend you’re gonna go for anyone else first,” Gilda chuckled, bringing her other leg up to smother Dash’s face with.

Pomf!

As Dash started kicking her hooves trying to free herself, another pegasus flew in.

“Dash! There you are!”

Rainbow’s eyes widened as she recognized that gruff voice. She scrambled to throw Gilda’s paws off her before sitting up straight. “Spitfire! I! Uh, what is it?”

Spitfire squinted her eyes at the peculiar sight, but put it aside. “I need you to help me run drills for the cadets back at HQ!”

“What? I thought Surprise was scheduled to help you out today!”

“She woke up sick, and you’re the backup.” From Spitfire’s look and tone, it was clear that there was no room for negotiation. “C’mon, it’ll only take a couple hours.”

Dash got all her frustrations and griping out of the way early by muttering to herself. “Big fucking Surprise, of course she had to ruin my day off…Alright, let’s go.”

“Yo, if you’re taking my best friend, can I at least tag along?” Gilda asked.

Spitfire took a second to consider the protocol, shrugging with acceptance. “...As long as you don’t disrupt, then sure.”

“Sweet.”

And with that, the three took off.

Spitfire figured now was as good as ever to bring the topic up. “So…Dash…that thing I just saw…?”

“NOTHING DON’T WORRY ABOUT IT.”

“...Alllright? Cause to me, it looked like-”

“Oh it was, and it is!” Gilda said, answering before Dash had the chance to.

“NO, that’s not! I mean-!” Dash put her head down in her hooves to muffle her scream.

“Hey, I don’t really care what gets you going like that, Dash,” Spitfire shrugged. “As long as you don’t disrupt our shows or training, do whatever. Though I guess it’s easier for you since we don’t have any griffons in the Wonderbolts yet,” she said with a slight smirk.

“Oh sweet Celestia, just strike me down now…” Dash whimpered.

Gilda was immediately curious. “Waitwaitwait, you’re saying that Dash hasn’t done some weird sex stuff with the other Wonderbolts?”

“Ohhh she has. Believe me, she has,” Spitfire said, hiding her smirk from Gilda’s view. “But none of it got in the way of practice or a show, so it’s fine. Seen her in plenty of positions, but I never saw her with somepony else’s hooves on her face.”

“Yeah, well I remember seeing you in plenty of positions too, Captain Swallowfire…”

Dash mentioning that nickname was enough to get Spitfire to blush and drop her defenses. “I’ll make you run the aerial agility course, Crash…”

Gilda was eating up every delicious moment of this. “So Spitfire, how have you been holding up?”

“Me? I’ve been doing fine! Just been focusing on all the work I have to do instead of clopping like I have no self-control.” Spitfire shook her head. “I don’t know why you and Soarin’ make such a big deal out of it, Dash.”

“It’s harder than it looks!” Dash said defensively.

“Really? I remember making it no problem the first year I tried it out.”

“Same here,” Gilda smirked. “How long did it take you to finally get a win, Dash? A whole generation ago?”

“Shut uuuuuup!”

“But you’re still excited for the orgy, right?” Gilda asked Spitfire.

Spitfire nodded with a smug grin. “Of course! Who wouldn’t be?”

“Were you bummed out that Dash’s girlfriend picked you for her team first?” Gilda said with a light chuckle.

Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes with annoyance. “Gilda, we’ve been over this, Applejack and I aren’t girlfriends.”

“Damn, all that and you’re still single, huh?”

“I helped YOU get your girlfriend, G!”

“This is gonna be a long flight…” Spitfire sighed to herself.

Yona brought another glass of water to Sandbar, still lying in bed despite it being the middle of the afternoon. “Sandbar feeling better?”

Sandbar groaned as he sat back up, his mane still a frazzled mess. “Yeah…” he nodded, his voice slightly raspy. “Thanks, Yona.”

Yona watched as Sandbar drank the glass in one full go. “Boy Night did number on you, huh?”

“It was great!” Sandbar smiled, though he got a little more sheepish. “Well…from what I can remember of it, at least.”

“Oooh, was Tirek there?”

“Yeah, he was…” Sandbar paused for a very long time. Though a lot of it was a blur, he did remember certain things he said. “...nice.”

“Ooh, Yona want to be invited to next Boy Night!”

“I think you might be missing the whole point of Boys Night,” Sandbar chuckled.

“Yona still excited.” Yona sat down next to Sandbar in bed. “When Professor Dash’s team wins, Yona want threesome with Big Mac and Tirek first!”

Sandbar laughed a little. “You certainly made your choices fast.”

“Mmhm!” Yona nodded proudly. “Yona just need to make sure Big Mac and Tirek also make it!”

Sandbar rubbed his chin. “Let’s see…I guess maybe Coloratura or Luna would be nice, though I’m pretty sure Mina’s gonna call dibs on Luna first.”

“Who else Yona pick…?” the yak wondered out loud. “Shining Armor…Tempest…”

“Babs might be fun if she makes it this year. Ooh, and probably Chrysalis again. Would she object to me asking for two Celestias…?”

Yona’s ear twitched. “Sandbar?”

“Yeah, Yona?”

“For orgy, is…is Yona on Sandbar’s list?”

Sandbar felt a twinge of guilt in his chest. “I…er…not yet…?”

“...Oh…”

Sandbar awkwardly looked to the side. “Am I…anywhere on yours?”

Now it was Yona’s turn to feel guilt. “Uh…”

The two looked at each other, their facial expressions constantly changing from embarrassed to confused, until Sandbar let out an awkward laugh, followed by Yona, until the two were laughing at the absurdity of it all.

“Yona not blame Sandbar for going to Celestia first. She very strong,” Yona nodded.

“And I can’t really fault you for swooning over Tirek. He’s…huge.”

The two laughed again, feeling a bit embarrassed to admit their other crushes in front of their current partner.

“Maybe we got carried away and got ahead of ourselves,” Sandbar sheepishly chuckled.

“Yeah, but No Clop just get Yona excited!”

“Heh, it’s still a while away, the roster’s definitely gonna shrink by the time we get to December.”

“Oooh, Yona can’t wait!” Yona eagerly clapped her hooves together, bouncing on the bed and nearly sending Sandbar headfirst through the top bunk. “So many ideas for smashing Yona want to try! Yona not sure she can do them all in one night!”

Sandbar looked to the side and thought hard. There was an idea that came to mind, though it may not be the smartest. “Hey Yona? I think I know how to solve that problem…”

Yona quickly turned her head. “Really?”

Sandbar put his hooves together. “If you don’t want to wait to try out all your ideas in one night…what if we spend the rest of the month and beyond trying them out instead?”

Yona blinked in confusion, but as she realized what Sandbar was implying, her eyes widened. “Sandbar not REALLY suggesting-!”

Sandbar solemnly nodded. “I am.”

Yona gasped in disbelief. “But Sandbar, that mean we’ll be out! The orgy!”

Sandbar shrugged. “I know, but I think a month’s worth of smashing would be more fun than just a single night.”

“But…Sandbar’s perfect win streak!”

“Eh, I’m happy I lasted longer than all my friends. I can still hold it over Gallus.”

“But…pony princess!”

“There’ll be other years where I can try again. You’re the only Yona I’ve got.”

Yona looked conflicted. She tried to weigh the pros and cons of Sandbar’s offer. What she’d be gaining versus what she’d be missing out on.

“I know we both have our plans and we can try and stick it out until the end like usual.” Sandbar put his hoof on Yona’s. “But if we clop out now, we can do whatever we want, whenever we want.”

It wasn’t an easy decision, but Yona made up her mind. “If we go out, can we try one of Yona’s ideas?”

“By all means,” Sandbar chuckled.

Yona quickly made a run out of the room, temporarily leaving Sandbar to think that this was Yona’s weird idea of a practical joke.

Yona did eventually return, a thick rope slung around her horn.

A bemused Sandbar tilted his head, wondering what Yona was going to ask to do with the rope.

“Yona want to try BDSM! Will Sandbar tie Yona up?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Sandbar let out a soft chuckle. “I don’t know if the rope’s gonna hold you.”

“Yona still want to try!”

“Alright, alright…”

It was only one cord of rope, so there wasn’t much for Sandbar to work with. And with how sizable Yona was, he had even less. Though he managed to make something work. It was just putting Yona’s front hooves at her side and then wrapping the rope around her body as she lay on his bed, but it worked.

Yona wasn’t immobile, but she did feel a little bit helpless. “Ooh, this fun already!”

“Yeah? You understand what Gallus likes about it?” Sandbar smirked.

“Mmhm!” Yona lifted her hind hooves up high. “Now smash!”

Sandbar had to admit, there was something about seeing Yona so tied up and giddy that was getting him going. He put his front hooves down next to Yona’s sides as he got into position.

“Sandbar smash!” He yelled out as he thrust himself into Yona. There was pretty much no going back now.

Instinctively, Yona wanted to wrap her hooves around Sandbar and hug him tight, but quickly remembered that the rope restricted her movements.

Sandbar let out a shaky moan. No matter how many times he and Yona had sex, it always felt so titillating after the initial penetration. Her massive size made it easy for him to get in some deep thrusts.

“OooooOOOoooohhh!” Yona tilted her head back, slightly arching her whole body as Sandbar thrusted.

To Sandbar, the rope didn’t really seem to add that much, but maybe Yona was having a different experience. “How is it, Yona? Hhhfff…you like the rope?”

Even if the rope only prevented her arms from moving, it was still exciting to feel how tight it was wrapped around her body. She wriggled around, but the feeling of helplessness made her even more excited. “Aaah! S-Sooo goooood!”

Sandbar noticed that even though the rope was doing a good job at keeping Yona’s hooves at her sides so far, it wasn’t going to stay that way much longer. He noticed the rope had considerably more frays than before. Seems that it was still no match for Yona’s natural strength and enthusiasm.

Yona however, was still under the impression that the rope was keeping her tied. Her hooves strained the rope, trying to do the natural things that they did during an intimate moment.

Sandbar was curious as to what might happen if Yona snapped the ropes too early, but he’d rather keep her in the moment. And by the looks of the rope, he should probably pick up the pace.

“Aaaah! Yes! Ohhhh Sandbar! Aaaah so good!” Yona moaned as Sandbar got faster. She felt the stallion lying down on top of her, focusing more on the thrusting. “Yona loves Sandbar!

“Hhhngh! I love you too, Yona!”

Right as the couple reached their climax together, the rope finally snapped, and Yona took the position she wanted to take all this time: hugging Sandbar tight.

Meanwhile, Applejack and Rainbow Dash met up in the Sweet Apple Acres field, right in front of the scoreboard.

“Ugh, this better be good…” Dash muttered, wiping the sweat from her forehead. “Finally got finished training the cadets and I just wanna relax with Gilda!”

Applejack pointed to the scoreboard. “Well, Ah think you’re gonna wanna see this. Looks like we got our first elimination!”

“Oh please please please let it be Zephyr…” Dash prayed.

The scoreboard gave off a faint glow. On Rainbow Dash’s side of the board, the pictures of Sandbar and Yona started to redraw themselves. Instead of the normal happy faces, they turned into more uninhibited, lustful expressions, presumably the same faces taken the moment of their climax.

“OH COME ON!” Dash yelled in frustration, immediately flying up to the board. “I already lost TWO?! HOW? I was even banking on Sandbar to make it in for a guaranteed point for me!” Rainbow Dash started tugging at her mane, ready to pull the red and yellow out from the roots. “RRRGH!”

It was an unexpected development for Applejack, but a very welcome one. “Well, Ah’m gonna go see if Pinkie’s made any progress on her orgy plannin’ yet. Should probably tell her to prioritize my victory first, heh heh…”

Author's Note

What did you people even HAVE against these two

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