Heavy Meddle

by Jabbie

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Sex, DJ P0N-3, Sour Sweet, Lemon Zest, Romance, Equestria Girls
Length: 5838

Lemon Zest is excited to take things further with her girlfriend, Vinyl Scratch. And with a cool roommate like Sour Sweet, it's sure to happen!

Lemon Zest is excited to take things further with her girlfriend, Vinyl Scratch. And with a cool roommate like Sour Sweet, it's sure to happen!

This story was commissioned by the same person who commissioned the cover art. Check the source!

Published 2017-03-06 18:10:02 UTC
Last updated 2017-03-06 18:10:02 UTC

Eager Girls

Lemon Zest sat at the foot of her bed while she carefully applied black polish to her fingernails. Around her neck she wore a pair of pink headphones which blasted one of her favorite heavy metal songs loudly enough to catch the attention of her studious roommate.

Sour Sweet leaned against her headboard while she read, wearing only a pair of denim shorts and a black tank-top. She then dropped the textbook she was reading into her lap and tilted her head with a cheery smile. "What are you listening to?" she asked.

Lemon grinned and bobbed her head in time with the power chords. "It's Wasted Generation's best track ever: Fire Reigns!"

"Oh really?" Sour asked while her bright smile slipped into a grumpy frown. "Because it sounded to me like a recording of someone jamming a fork into a garbage disposal."

"Nah man, you just gotta wait for the face-melting guitar solo! Hold on, hold on." Lemon tilted her head and held out the headphones closer to her salty roommate. "Hold on... just a sec. Here it comes!"

"Oh my god Lemon, I don't care. Please shut it off so I can concentrate. Or at least turn it down." Sour rolled her eyes and lifted her textbook back over her face.

"Aw, you're no fun." Lemon chuckled and lowered the volume. "You know what? I don't think I ever asked you what kind of music you actually do like."

Sour shrugged and shook her head. "So? Do you really care?"

"Yeah of course! I think you can learn a lot about a person based on their favorite songs." Lemon blew on her fingertips before she tucked her nail polish away. "So what do you like?"

Sour rested her book on her knee and rubbed her chin. "I guess I like a little of everything. Everything except whatever you were just listening to, that is."

Lemon groaned and crossed her arms. "No way. I hate that answer. Even if you aren't a music lover like me, there's gotta be something you've heard at some point that really moved you. Something more... specific."

Sour bit on her thumbnail while she thought, then nodded. "Okay, well the other night you left your music playing while you went out and I actually liked one of the songs that played. I don't know the name of it or anything, but it was really cool and, like, techno-ish. I think it might have been a remix of some Countess Coloratura song or something."

"A remix?" Lemon grinned and scrolled through the a massive music library on her phone. "Was it something like this?" she asked as she played the track she sought.

Sour tilted her head and listened for a moment, then quickly nodded. "Yes! I remember that. That song is actually really catchy and fun. If you listened to more stuff like that then I wouldn't mind you playing your music loudly enough for me to hear."

Lemon shrugged and nodded. "Yeah, I get you. I just really like the music I listen to, even if it's not so popular around here..."

Sour lowered her eyebrows and smirked. "What's wrong? Don't get all butthurt because I don't like that heavy metal garbage."

"It's not garbage!" Lemon shouted and shook her head in disbelief. "Just because you don't like it..."

"Yeah yeah, I'm sorry. I don't see why you're so sensitive about it. It's not like it's actually your work I'm talking down on," Sour said.

Lemon glanced over to her guitar sitting in the corner and wore a half-frown. "Maybe someday it will be."

"Oh come on. Chin up, punk." Sour winked and stretched her legs out on her bed. "At least I like something on your playlist, right?"

Lemon chuckled and nodded. "You're right. That's actually really awesome. You know who made that remix?"

Sour shook her head.

"It was Vinyl Scratch. She's really good at remixing songs and making these upbeat EDM tracks. I don't normally listen to that stuff, but she's really been opening me up to it." Lemon smiled proudly and turned up the song.

"Wow. She really made that?" Sour asked. "That's pretty impressive."

"She's freakin' awesome, man!" Lemon exclaimed.

Sour raised her eyebrows and grinned. "So you two are really hitting it off, huh? I'm not too surprised after that shameless display of affection the last time she was over here."

"Totally!" Lemon rapidly nodded. "I can't wait to see her tonight. Oh, by the way, Vinyl's coming over again tonight."

"Really?!" Sour groaned and dragged her hands down the length of her face. "Why can't you tell me these things sooner?"

"What difference would it have made?" Lemon asked.

"Maybe I don't wanna sit here with nothing to do while you guys smooch all night. Did you ever think of that?!" Sour shouted with a vicious glare.

"Why don't you just go hang out with Sugarcoat like you normally do?" Lemon asked.

Sour widened her eyes, more annoyed than ever. "Sugarcoat goes home on the weekends. If I knew you had planned to bring your girlfriend over then I would have taken the key to her dorm. Now that's not an option."

"I'm sorry, jeez." Lemon looked down and placed her hand on her forehead. "I can't cancel on her. Plus, I really wanna see her. Isn't there something else you can do?"

Sour curled up on her bed and hugged her knees, her eyes hidden by her bangs. "No..."

"Does us kissing really bother you that much? What's the big deal? I wouldn't care if you were kissing Sugarcoat in here." Lemon stood up and walked over to her mirror, where she flared out her hair and unbuttoned her school uniform.

Sour frowned and closed her eyes. "I don't really mind that much. Honestly, I'm just a little..." Her voice trailed off, barely audible. "jealous."

"What was that?" Lemon asked while adjusting the bra beneath her light blue undershirt, her outer dress shirt wrinkled and hanging open.

"Nothing," Sour grumbled. "You know, one of these nights you two are gonna take it farther than just kissing, too. Do you really want me here for that?"

Lemon tilted her head and lifted one shoulder. "You really think so? Here?"

"Where else?" Sour asked. "Last time she visited she wasted no time mounting you and dry-humping you for half the night while you guys made out. I don't think it's too much of a stretch to say she's likely ready and willing to take it further. Are you sure you want an audience-of-one while she finger-blasts you?"

Lemon covered her mouth as she burst into a fit of laughter. "Dude!"

Sour shook her head and giggled. "I'm sorry, but I'm serious."

"That's probably not gonna happen. At least not tonight." Lemon crossed her arms and shifted her weight. "Do you think it might?"

"I don't know! That's just what I want to avoid!" Sour shouted. "Look, I'll figure something out, alright. Just send me a text when it's safe to come back."

Lemon beamed and nodded. "Thanks! Man, I hope you're right about us going all the way. That'd be pretty cool, right?"

Sour rolled her eyes. "Just don't do anything on my half of the room and we'll be okay. Keep your mess over there."

Lemon took a seat next to her friend at the foot of her bed. "So... Have you and Sugarcoat done it yet?"

Sour turned bright red and looked away. "That's none of your business!"

"You totally did, didn't you!" Lemon quickly raised her eyebrows and slapped Sour's knee.

Sour stretched her legs out and shoved Lemon off of her bed. "As a matter of fact we haven't. Sugarcoat isn't ready for that, and I'm not trying to pressure her or anything."

Lemon stumbled to her feet and plopped back down on her own bed across the room. "Aw, how sweet. You two are just a couple of little cuties, aren't you? I didn't take Sugarcoat for the precious little virgin type."

"Shut it!" Sour shouted as she whipped her textbook at Lemon's head.

Lemon quickly ducked and shrieked. "Sheesh! Sorry."

"Unless you want a black eye for your date tonight, you better not say anything else about Sugarcoat." Sour warned.

"Testy, huh? Fine." Lemon huffed and fell backwards onto her bed. "So whatcha gonna do tonight?"

"I don't know," Sour said as she scooted to the end of her bed and grabbed her knee socks. "I'll text Sunny and Indigo to see if either them wants to hang out. If not, I'll probably just go see a movie by myself or something."

Lemon felt her heart sink and she winced. "I'm sorry, man. I didn't mean to mess up your Saturday. I really didn't think it through, huh. I'm such a ditz."

"Oh no, don't you worry about me. I'll be fine wandering around at night, cold, alone, with nothing to do but wait," Sour said with wide, glistening eyes, then grinned and shook her head. "I'm just kidding; I'll be okay. I know we aren't really that close of friends or whatever, but I'm honestly happy for you. Have fun."

Lemon gave a delighted nod and held up her thumb. "Thanks! I really owe you one."

"You sure do, and be ready when I decide to collect." Sour winked as she pulled up her socks and slipped on her shoes.

"Uhm... okay." Lemon nervously scratched the back of her head and laughed. Just then, her phone lit up and vibrated, alerting her to a new text message.

Sour sat on the edge of her bed with her legs crossed and tilted her head. "Is that her?"

Lemon nodded and smiled widely. "She's almost here. You can hang out and say hi if you want."

"No, that's alright. I'll be on my way," Sour said as she rapidly tapped away on her phone's screen. "Remember to keep your shenanigans on your half of the room."

Lemon shrugged and leaned forward. "I'll try, but I can't make any promises if things start getting too crazy."

Sour stopped texting and glared over the top of her phone. "I'm serious."

Lemon gulped and nonchalantly flicked her wrist. "Dude, I'm messing with you."

"You'd better be." Sour rolled her eyes as she finished her texts, then tucked her phone into her pocket. "I'll see you later. Tell her I said hi."

"Sure." Lemon leaned back on her hands as she looked up and down the length of Sour Sweet's body, from her adorable shoulder freckles to her provocatively exposed thighs. "Dang, dude... Short shorts, a tank-top, and knee high socks? Nice outfit, you little fox."

Sour flinched, then blushed and shook her head. "So? Should I change?"

"Nah, man. I just realized how sexy you are. Go turn some heads, girl." Lemon flashed a smile and held up her thumbs.

Sour rolled her eyes and stepped out, forcefully closing the door behind herself.

Lemon Zest grinned and thought for a moment, the image of her roommate lingering in her mind. "If not for Vinyl, Sugarcoat might have a little competition on her hands," she thought aloud.

Suddenly Lemon jolted upright, then rushed over to her sink and mirror, where she frantically applied deodorant to herself. She then scrambled for her toothbrush as she squirted toothpaste into her mouth from the tube. She washed it all down the sink, then stared at her face in the mirror, closely examining the space of skin between her eyebrows. She snatched up a pair of tweezers and carefully picked at what she imagined might be a stray hair to no avail. With a final huff, she closed her eyes and shook her head.

"Chill," she told herself. "You got this."

Meanwhile, Sour headed down the hallway of her dormitory towards the front courtesy desk, which was unstaffed on a weekend evening. She stared at her phone and walked while she waited for a reply from at least one of her friends. Then her shoulder was bumped by a student passing by, and her phone was knocked to the floor.

"Whoa! Sorry!" a girl with bright blue hair and giant sunglasses shouted as she scrambled to the floor to retrieve the device.

Sour stepped back and lowered her eyebrows. "Hey! Why don't you watch where you're..." She dropped her harsh tone as she realized just who the culprit was. "Oh, Vinyl. Hi."

"My bad, girl. Didn't see ya there," Vinyl said with an apologetic smile as she held out the device.

"Don't mention it. It happens." Sour accepted her phone and smiled back. "So I was just on my way out so you and Lemon can have the place to yourselves for the night."

"Oh sweet. That's really rad!" Vinyl held out her fist. "What was your name again?"

So cool, Sour thought as she tentatively bumped her fist against Vinyl's and lifted her shoulder to her cheek. "I'm Sour Sweet."

Vinyl raised her eyebrows and lifted her shades as she checked Sour out, not hiding her eyes as they scanned over her body. "Damn. I didn't notice before, but you're a little hottie. Should I be worried about you spending every night with Lemon?"

Sour blushed and coyly waved her hand in front of her face. "Who, me? No no. I'm taken."

"Phew." Vinyl pretended to wipe her forehead and nodded down the hall. "Well, I should probably get going. Lemon's waiting."

"True. She's so looking forward to tonight." Sour giggled and carried on down the hall.

Vinyl stood still for a moment with a growing grin, then turned around. "Wait, what did you mean by that?"

Sour stopped in her tracks and gulped. "Oh, well, nothing really. Just that she's, you know, like, ready to take things furth... eh, I mean. I probably shouldn't say. Oh boy I've really said too much already. Please ignore me!"

Vinyl crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. "Did she kick you out of the room because she wants to try and make a move or something?"

"No! Not at all! I offered to leave because I thought that, well, maybe you wanted to," Sour explained.

"Why'd you think that? What was she saying about me?" Vinyl asked.

"Nothing! I swear!" A bead of sweat trailed down the side of Sour's head and she cringed, then turned around and steeled herself. "Look, Lemon is a big girl and she's capable of expressing herself to you on your own. It isn't my place to relay our private conversation to you."

"Wow." Vinyl chuckled and shook her head, then gave a casual wave as she walked away. "I'll catch ya later, Sour. Thanks again."

Sour Sweet bit her lip as her thumbs frantically went to work, typing out a message to Lemon. OMG I'm so sorry! I think I said too much and now Vinyl is gonna think things are awkward. I'm so so sorry please forgive me!

She tucked her phone away and slumped against the wall as Vinyl rounded the corner towards her dorm room. "I'm such an idiot. Why can't I ever keep my big mouth shut?"

Lemon Zest picked and plucked at her guitar strings as she attempted to tune the instrument by ear, then flinched when her phone vibrated in the otherwise quiet room, but ignored it as she continued fiddling with her strings. A moment later a knock at the door startled her yet again. "It's open!" she shouted.

Vinyl Scratch stepped into the room with a devilish grin on her face, then latched the door shut and locked it. "Hey there, babe."

"What's up?" Lemon rested her guitar against the wall and stood up to greet her girlfriend.

Vinyl grabbed her hand and pulled her close, promptly tilting her head as she pressed her lips against Lemon's. After a few long, warm seconds, they parted. "Mmm. Minty fresh," she said.

Instantly dazed, Lemon winked with a wobbly grin as she stumbled backwards and tugged Vinyl towards the bed. She plopped down and pulled her girlfriend on top of her.

"Wow," Vinyl said with a giggle. "Someone's feelin' a little frisky, huh?"

Lemon raised her eyebrows and playfully nipped at Vinyl's lip. "Yeah, so?"

"I like it." Vinyl grabbed onto Lemon's shoulders and straddled her. "So I heard something interesting on my way in."

Lemon tilted her head and smirked. "What?"

"I saw Sour on my way in, and she let slip that you might wanna go a little further than we usually do." Vinyl lifted her shades and narrowed her eyes with a devious grin. "Is that true?"

Lemon rolled her eyes and shrugged. "I can't believe she said that. But yeah, totally. I mean, why not, right?"

"Yeah... why not." Vinyl bit her lip and reached down between Lemon's leg, pulling up her skirt.

Lemon gulped and felt her heart skip a beat as her cheeks grew hot. "G-goin' right for it, huh?" she stammered.

"Want me to stop?" Vinyl asked as she tugged at her panties.

Lemon shook her head and closed her legs as her white cotton panties were pulled over her thighs and knees. "I just didn't think... uhm."

Vinyl playfully laughed while she watched Lemon struggle to formulate her thoughts. "Relax, babe. Don't be shy."

"I'm not shy." Lemon leaned up and nudged Vinyl onto her rear. "I just didn't expect you go straight for my undies five minutes after you got here."

"Sorry. I've been thinking about you all day and I'm just ready. Aren't you?" Vinyl asked, resting her chin against her knees.

"Psh, yeah. Of course." Lemon chuckled. "But still, let's just, you know, chill a little first."

"Alright, sure." Vinyl leaned back on her hands and bit her lip while she attempted to peek beneath Lemon's skirt.

Lemon teasingly bent her knees and pushed down on her skirt. "So you talked to Sour in the hallway?"

"Yeah, I bumped into her for a sec and she was acting like a nervous wreck for some reason." Vinyl shook her head and smiled. "What's up with her today?"

"I dunno. She seemed alright before she left. Maybe your sexiness got her all hot and bothered." Lemon snickered and raised her eyebrows.

"Oh yeah, obviously." Vinyl leaned forward and smacked her leg. "Honestly, she was lookin' pretty foxy herself."

Lemon crossed her arms and closed her legs. "Oh, you were checking her out?"

Vinyl rolled her eyes and brushed her hair back with her fingers. "Come on, don't tell me you didn't notice."

"I totally did," Lemon confessed. "Too bad we're both taken!"

Vinyl placed her hands on Lemon's knees and gently leaned against them. "Yeah, but what if one night, you two get lonely, and..." she overtly licked her lips and pushed Lemon's knees apart.

Lemon rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Dude, don't worry about her. I can barely hold a conversation with her for five minutes before she gets pissed and throws something at me. Not to mention that she's head over heels for someone else."

Vinyl chuckled and lifted her sunglasses onto her head. "So, hypothetically, what if we weren't together and she wanted to do you?"

"Eh, I'd go for it, honestly. The only problem is that I'd totally turn her off before anything happened." Lemon laughed and sat upright. "We're too incompatible."

Vinyl tilted her head and placed a finger to her lip. "What do you mean?"

"Like, she'd get pissed over something stupid and change her mind. That's how she is," Lemon explained. "Trust me, you do not want to share a room with her. I'm lucky to be alive."

"Oh stop." Vinyl laughed and crossed her arms. "She can't be that bad."

"Wanna know what she's like?" Lemon asked as she reached down and grabbed Vinyl's sneakers. She tugged them off one by one, then tossed them onto the floor. "No shoes on the bed you filthy slob!"

Vinyl burst into laughter and fell backwards. "C'mon, really?"

"Pretty much." Lemon crawled forward and yanked Vinyl's socks off. "Oh my god your dirty socks are sooooo gross! Get them off my bed," she said mockingly as she tossed them across the room.

"Fine. No wrinkled shirts on the bed either!" Vinyl played along as she reached forward and lifted Lemon's dress shirt and undershirt over her head in one go, leaving her in only her bra and skirt.

"Goes for you, too." Lemon winked before she pushed Vinyl onto her back and unzipped her shirt, then pulled it open.

"So if this is what she's like then it seems impossible not to hook up with her," Vinyl teased with a naughty grin.

"She's really not so bad, but trust me, dude, not happening." Lemon shook her head and brushed her messy bangs to the side. "You know, she really liked that remix you sent me. You two could probably be friends if you want."

"Ah man, that's awesome! I wouldn't mind having a friend like her. You know, for backup." Vinyl chuckled and stuck her tongue out.

Lemon scoffed and shoved her onto her back. "Really..."

"I'm kidding, come on." Vinyl winked while resting on her elbows, her unzipped shirt falling all the way open. "You're all I want, and you know it."

Lemon smiled and poked her girlfriend's exposed chest. "Then prove it."

Vinyl slipped out of the sleeves of her shirt and tossed it aside, then spread her legs as Lemon climbed over top of her. "Okay, are we still... chilling?"

"Uh, yeah," Lemon said, then pressed her chest against Vinyl's as she leaned down and kissed her neck.

"Mmm," Vinyl hummed and quivered beneath the tingles on her neck, then she reached around Lemon's back and picked at the hooks on her bra, unlatching them to completely expose her back. "If you say so."

Lemon swallowed hard as her bra straps fell over her shoulders and down her arms, then calmed her nerves. Holy crap, are we really doing this? she thought.

Vinyl gently nudged Lemon upright, then leaned up on her knees as she pulled down her own skirt and bright pink tights. She unlatched her bra and shimmied out of her underwear, then sat still while Lemon looked her over.

A deep orange glow filled the room as the sun dipped beneath the horizon, and Lemon lowered her eyes while she pressed her finger to her lip. "We're really doing this, aren't we," she asked.

"If you want to. No pressure, babe." Vinyl placed her hand on Lemon's knee and scooted closer as she slowly reached up beneath her skirt.

Lemon grinned and grabbed Vinyl's hand, stopping her for a moment. She then urged her hand further up her thigh. "You know I want it."

Vinyl winked and let her hand wander further. "...yeah."

Lemon leaned back and closed her eyes while Vinyl's hand caressed her inner thigh. She bent her knees and took a deep breath as her girlfriend climbed over her and aggressively pecked at her lips. Lemon parted her lips as she felt Vinyl's tongue press against them, then tilted her head as their kiss deepened. She wrapped her arms around Vinyl's back and pulled their bare chests together as their mouths tightly interlocked.

Vinyl's hand traced along Lemon's thigh around to her hips, then up the length of her body. Her heart raced as she passionately swirled and flicked her tongue inside of Lemon's mouth. Several moments later, she leaned back and wiped her wet mouth as she caught her breath, her deep magenta eyes partially closed as she gazed into Lemon's golden ones.

"Aw, why'd you stop?" Lemon asked, her voice soft and breathy as her chest swelled and sank with heavy breathing.

"You'll see." Vinyl placed her hand on Lemon's cheek and offered another quick kiss, gently pulling on her lips, then another. She then scooted down, kissing her chest and stomach on the way, stopping at her thighs.

Lemon gulped and tightened her stomach as she felt Vinyl's hair tickling her thighs.

Vinyl flipped Lemon's skirt up over her stomach and leaned down. She kissed her thigh and pressed her thumb against Lemon's clitoris, slowly rubbing in circles as her tongue explored her most sensitive areas.

Lemon placed her hand on her forehead and bit down on her lip as she felt her girlfriend's tongue tickling her. She lifted one leg and rested her foot on Vinyl's back, then gasped as she felt a finger slip inside of her. Her stomach tightened and she felt herself involuntarily squeezing the finger, then another went in. She tried to control her quickening breaths as the two fingers hooked inside of her and stroked her walls, all the while Vinyl's tongue swished and swashed around her clit.

Lemon's raspy voice slipped into her quick breaths and she lifted her hips. Then she reached down and grabbed Vinyl's hair, pushing her face down as she pressed herself upward. Vinyl smiled as she licked up and down, left and right, and her fingers stroked more deeply and quickly, matching the intermittent spasms.

"Oh fuck me!" Lemon shouted as she wrapped her shaky legs around Vinyl's back.

Vinyl couldn't contain her laughter as she continued licking and fingering her girlfriend beyond completion. She then slowly pulled her fingers free and leaned up with the widest smile she could muster. She held her fingers up and spread them, watching the sticky goo clinging between them and dripping down onto her fingerless gloves. "That's all you," she said.

Lemon blushed and collapsed backwards. "Damn! You're really good at that. Lots of practice, huh?"

Vinyl shrugged and licked her slimy fingers clean. "You ready for some practice of your own?" she asked as she climbed over top of Lemon and straddled her face.

Lemon opened her eyes to an unexpected sight, then nodded. She reached up around Vinyl's waist and pulled her down, opening her mouth wide as she latched onto her crotch. Vinyl fell forward and grabbed onto the headboard, her hair falling over her face and her sunglasses falling to the floor.

Lemon concentrated deeply. She dragged her tongue between Vinyl's gooey lips and loved the salty yet unique taste. She then focused the tip of her tongue around the hood of her clit, flicking it in circles. Okay, Lemon. You can do this. You got this! What do I do again? Oh, right. Spell the alphabet or whatever. A, B, C, D, E, F...

Vinyl removed her wet gloves and dropped them onto the pillows, then bit down on her knuckle as her eyes rolled back and she drooled on her hand. Every other second she felt her body jerk in response to a sudden burst of stimulation when Lemon's tongue flicked her just the right way. She shuddered and curled her toes as the sensations built. "I really needed this," she said in a quick burst between quick breaths.

Lemon ran her fingernails down Vinyl's lower back, then squeezed her butt. T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z... Now what? she paused and opened her eyes, noticing the shaking thighs pressed against her cheeks. Oh, did she...

Vinyl scooted back and sat between Lemon's legs, then pressed both hands against her wet cheeks as she leaned in and kissed her. Vinyl could taste herself on Lemon's lips as she dipped her tongue into her mouth.

Lemon closed her eyes and tilted her head as she swirled her tongue around Vinyl's. She pressed her chest tightly against her girlfriend's, their bodies damp in the warm bedroom. As their deep kiss came apart, a short string of saliva connected their tongues. Lemon felt herself being urged onto her back once again, and Vinyl lifted one of her legs, her hand behind her knee.

Lemon shuddered and wiped her wet mouth, then rested her left leg on Vinyl's shoulder.

Vinyl interlocked their legs and hugged onto Lemon's knee as she slowly rocked her hips back and forth. She rubbed her slippery labia against Lemon's, their clits bumping with each thrust. She picked up speed and squeezed her eyes closed, sweat dripping down her neck and chest as she worked her hips.

"Go faster," Lemon demanded. "Don't stop."

Vinyl matched Lemon's movements as she felt her hips gyrating faster and faster. The bed creaked loudly and the headboard rhythmically tapped against the wall, each hit slightly harder than the last as each girl thrust against the other. Their voices slipped into their rapid breaths and before long developed into moans.

Lemon quivered as she felt Vinyl's slippery crotch sliding farther down her thigh before thrusting back forward, soaking one leg while the other was tightly pressed against her girlfriend's chest.

Vinyl reached up and interlocked her fingers with Lemon's toes as she bent her knee. Moments later, she lost control over her motions, and she twitched as she thrust to and fro as quickly as she could, her breaths slipping out in trembling bursts. "I'm coming, Lemon!"

"Me too, I'm so close! Don't stop!" Lemon pumped her hips as she slid herself across the slippery mess between their legs. "Oh shit, oh my god, Vinyl..." Lemon said as she fought to catch her breath.

Each girl slowly came to a stop, and they twitched and quivered as they shared an orgasm. A mixture of their juices dripped down Lemon's thigh onto the sheet beneath her.

Vinyl let Lemon's leg fall to the bed, then she collapsed backwards and panted, completely exhausted. "That was freakin' epic, Lemon."

"Totally..." Lemon muttered beneath her breath, her eyes closed.

Vinyl crawled forward and hugged onto Lemon, resting her cheek on her chest.

Lemon chuckled and grinned as Vinyl snuggled against her. "I didn't take you for such a cuddle bug," she teased.

Vinyl grunted and looked up into her eyes, her cheeks flushed and glowing red. "I was gonna eat you out again, but I'm beat."

Lemon winked and wrapped her arm around Vinyl's back. "It's cool. I like this."

Vinyl took a deep breath and ran her finger in a circle around Lemon's perky little breast. "You have really nice tits. I'm jealous."

Lemon scoffed and shook her head. "Dude, really? I thought we were having, like, a moment or something."

"What? It's a compliment. You're welcome." Vinyl chuckled and leaned up on her elbow. "And we are having a moment."

Lemon turned to face her, and eyed her chest. "Okay, well then you have nice tits too."

Vinyl pointed at herself in mock disbelief. "Oh, thank you!" she said with overt enthusiasm.

Lemon shoved her over and sat up to find her panties. "Alright, let's get dressed so Sour can come home. She's probably bored out of her mind right now," she said as she typed out a text message to her roommate, rolling her eyes at the one she had ignored earlier. It's all good dude. Come on home. I'll try to spray some air freshener or something haha.

"Yeah sure." Vinyl giggled and rolled over to see a picture of someone she didn't recognize on the nightstand. "Who's this girl?" she asked.

Lemon scratched her head and thought for a moment. "Weird, that's..." She gulped and felt a sense of panic rising up in her chest. "Sugarcoat! Holy crap how did we end up on this half of the room?!"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Vinyl asked as she glanced to the other side of the room, noting the guitar, speakers, and messy clutter. Then she noticed the neatness of the side of the room they were on, aside from the wet and tattered bed. "Oh..."

"You've gotta help me fix this before Sour gets back!" Lemon shouted as she frantically made the bed and fluffed the pillows.

Vinyl pulled up her tights and slipped into her shirt. "Don't you wanna get dressed first? Not that I mind watching you do chores in the nude, but still."

Lemon stared at her phone as she read over the prompt response from Sour. Oh, good. I'm not far so I'll be back in a bit. Thanks~ She groaned and pressed her hand against her forehead, then scrambled for her clothes.

"Relax, dude. It'll be alright." Vinyl smiled and held up her girlfriend's bra.

"No it won't! Sour is going to kill me!" Lemon explained as she hastily made her roommate's bed. "I... she's gonna be back any second. How does this look? I can't tell."

Vinyl eyed the bed and slowly stepped away. "Seems fine. Let's just get you dressed and I'm sure she'll never know. And if she does find out, screw it. How mad can she be?"

"You don't want to know the answer to that question. Trust me." Lemon shuddered at the thought as she buttoned up her shirt.

Each girl then froze as the doorknob jiggled, and Sour pulled the door open.

Sour walked in and shut the door behind herself, then sat down on her bed. She tilted her head as each girl silently stared at her. "Uh... something wrong?"

"No!" Lemon shouted. "It's all good. How was your... outing?"

Sour kicked her shoes off and scooted up against her headboard, then shook her head. "It was alright. I'll tell you about it later if you want. For now you should just spend time with her and pretend I'm not here."

"Actually, we were just about to head out for a bit." Lemon nervously chuckled as she searched her half of the room for her shoes.

"Oh?" Sour scratched her chin. "Whatever. Would have been nice if you... never mind. Have fun."

As Lemon slipped her shoes on and tucked her phone into her pocket, she froze at the sound of Sour shrieking.

"Ew! Why is my headboard wet?!" She shouted.

Vinyl covered her mouth and swallowed her laughter.

Sour then spotted a blue fingerless glove beneath her pillow, and she lifted it up. "Where did this come from? Ew it's wet, too! What did you..."

"Run!" Lemon darted through the door and Vinyl stood with her arms nervously folded in front of her.

"I'm sorry. It was an accident, seriously," she explained. "Like, Lemon had no idea she accidentally pulled me onto your bed, honest."

"She WHAT?!!!" Sour stood off of her bed in absolute disgust, then eyed a damp spot on her sheet.

"See ya!" Vinyl promptly followed Lemon, too afraid to look back as Sour's scream echoed through the quiet hallway.

Standing on the sidewalk outside, Lemon leaned over to catch her breath, and she glanced over her shoulder in time to see the many black windows lighting up one by one. "Oh jeez, I'm so homeless now."

Vinyl wiped a tear and stifled her laughter. "Man, she's hilarious. Dude, just stay the night with me until she calms down. It'll be cool in the morning."

Lemon cringed and walked across the parking lot towards Vinyl's car. "I hope you're right."

"Of course I'm right. Just wait and see."