Face the Music

With that last statement, Vinyl Scratch leaned closer to you, the smile still plain on her face and her eyes closed entirely. The unicorn with multi-colored hair put both hooves around you and hugged you closer, putting her head over your shoulder and rubbing your back sensually with the smooth hooves. Of course, the only appropriate thing to do was hug her yourself, your right hand resting in her hair and rubbing her head, your left rubbing up and down her spine. You felt some measure of happiness within you when Vinyl shivered from the feelings you sent over her body with the treatment. But then you noticed - Vinyl Scratch was still wearing her glasses! Those purple glasses had somehow managed to stay on during this whole event, without either of you remembering. You retired them - reaching with your right hand to take the pair of glasses off of the pony's head - which was draped on your shoulder - and put them on an end table next to the bed that also held the low-lit lamp. Then you sat your right hand back into her hair, massaging the roots underneath.

When Vinyl Scratch next opened her eyes, raising her head slightly from your shoulder, they were much more beautiful without the shading of the glasses - a shining scarlet that sent shivers down your back.

"Hey.. They might seem like props.. but I can't see too much without those.." she grumbled, squinting her eyes and looking into your own. With a slight smile, you held onto her tighter, but not too much. There wasn't much use for sight at a time like this. Vinyl, despite faking anger a second ago, smiles tiredly at you - though it is a good effort, even though she was exhausted. Vinyl Scratch puts both of her hooves on your face and seems to study you for a moment, gazing intensely into your eyes, then gave you a peck on the lips - human and pony mixing together for a few joyous seconds in the small but possibly meaningful exchange. Vinyl lays her head back down on your shoulder after this, and continues to massage your back as you continue on her - although more slowly, thanks to your surprise.

After what seemed to be an hour or two, but was actually about ten minutes, the rubbing on your back ceased, replaced by a noise in the air - a light sniffling sound. You raised Vinyl's head off your shoulder a bit - seeing her mouth open a little, lip quivering and nostrils flaring slightly while emitting the noise, and her eyes closed, you concluded that she had fallen asleep. Admittedly, it was too cute for you - you set Vinyl Scratch's slowly breathing figure down on her respective side of the bed lightly, hesitantly letting go of the soft fur you had already come to adore.

Laying on your back again, head on your side's pillow, it took you some time to come to terms with where you were now as you stared upon the unicorn, and everything leading up to it. A human who had successfully spent the night with the pony of his dreams.. it must be every brony's greatest wish. Maybe you hadn't done her, but, if given the choice to go back in time, you'd still give up your old life and do this again. With that last thought, you tried to clear your mind, focusing on tranquility amid all the excitement, joy, and that odd little feeling in your gut. Finally, you were able to bring yourself to sleep, with your head turned towards Vinyl as your eyelids began to droop. Drinking in the visage before you, you fell into the dream world with a smile on your face.