To Wub and to be Wubbed

She started out as gray blur, but as she approached she became more and more refined. She trotted up closer, her body swaying those child bearing hips side to side with each step. Black rubber socks on each hoof, but blaring out more was her pink bow tie and pristine white collar. Her soft, lavender eyes looked straight into Vinyl's; speaking with only one word:

Hunger.

She licked her lips as she pushed Vinyl onto her back and onto a soft bed. The unicorn in question was petrified and unable to move; but she could still feel. She needed to feel this, right here, right now. Her heart race faster, her breaths getting short, and the sweat beaded down on her forehead.

She felt so alive as the gray goddess lightly traced her hoof down the center of Vinyl's chest and on to her upper left thigh. Then took to a gentle circular motion around Vinyl's slit. It was pure torture, but it felt too good to hate.

The gray mare wanted Vinyl to beg for her, but Vinyl couldn't say a thing.

She wanted to though; deep down inside her head she was begging oh so hard, but on the outside, she couldn't make a sound. Despite the silence, the gray earth pony got the message as she broke into a sultry grin, lowering her head down between Vinyl's thighs.

Vinyl's anticipation grew with every inch that the gray muzzle grew closer and closer, but it stopped just as soon as the muzzle did.

The gray head lifted back up for a moment, just long enough for her lavender bedroom eyes to stare straight into Vinyl’s, just before she went back down and…

Vinyl’s eyes shot open to see a sheet of darkness cast over her; first she noticed that she was in her bed.

“Fuck, it was just a stupid dream!”

Then she noticed how wet and warm her sheets were around her legs.

“….” She sat there in silence as a blush surfaced from her face.

“Fuckin' really?” she muttered softly, plopping back down in the bed.