Deluxe

Rarity began to let out tiny groans as she began to feel uncomfortable in all of a sudden. She kept looking for something with her hooves, but it was nowhere to be found.

Eventually, she let out a small "meh", as she bent her body upwards, her eyes opening just enough to make her be able to use them, scattering wrinkles all over her face.

She took a look to her left, identifying the source of the problem. Agate, of course, she should have known, she took the sheets off her... again. The smith was laying facing towards the wall, the blanket laying loosely next to her. Rarity grabbed its end at wrapped it around herself as she smashed her head back onto the pillow... letting a little sigh out from her mouth afterwards.

What a dirty dream... and it felt so real too. Rarity kept thinking back of what happened as she gazed into the void. She could recall Agate leaving, then she cried herself to sleep, then in the middle of the night she woke up and gone to the spa where she... did 'that' with them, and now she is here again somehow.

She came into the conclusion: This can't continue any longer. Tomorrow Sweetie Belle had to go school anyway, maybe she could send Agate out for some mundane task like shopping, while she takes care of her earthy desires. Yes, that could work.

Relieved and with a good plan for tomorrow she could get back to her much earned sleep now... until the sheets suddenly slid away from atop her once more.