Purrs, Paws and Collars

The sweet smell of icing sugar filled the busy kitchen as a tall girl with bushy pink hair skipped around, almost dancing as she mixed chopped and added ingredients to bowls of cake mix and batter.

Baking trays with cupcake holders overflowed with the yummy gooeyness.

The baker inserted the trays one by one as the many ovens clicked on and began humming with heat.

Gathering all the utensils and bowls, dumped them into the sink. The large faucet spurred to life has the hot tap handle turned, filling the sink with near-boiling water and steam flooded over the edge as the water neared the brim. The tap turned off to avoid any accidents.

She hung up her apron on the door, exited the kitchen, and skipped to her next destination.

"Time to the wake the kittens up, such sleepy heads."

Stopping at a rather splendidly decorated door that had the words, -Home to Rarity and Sweetie Belle- The door had paw prints and mice painted on its front as well as a bunch of other cat-related paraphernalia.

The door opened, which caused a little bell to ring all though it did nothing to disturb the sleep of its two occupants, one of which was sleeping on a large cat tree that the Apple family had helped her build, the girl's hand was dangling off the side some hair draped over the edge.

She snored quietly, poking the girl's hand elicited a twitch that made the smiling girl giggle.

She walked over to the sofa where the bigger of the two was stretched out and looked to be in bliss. A hand scratched under her chin, causing a prominent purr to surface as she giggled more, trying her best to keep it as quiet as she could. Placing a hand on her shoulder, she shook gently.

"Pinkie, is that you darling?."

The now awake girl managed to stifle a yawn.

"Of course, it is Rarity who were you expecting the queen of England."

Rarity adopted a confused look.

"What's an England?."

Pinkie placed a hand over her mouth with wide eyes then started to laugh.

"Oh, that doesn't matter; just being silly."

Rarity shrugged then sat up, holding out her arms.

"Well, Pinkie, are you going to embrace your girlfriend or do I have to do all the work."

Pinkie wasted no time and practically fell on top of Rarity and planted a full and enthusiastic kiss on her lips after they got the morning hug out of the way. Pinkie stood up, dragging Rarity with her.

"Pinkie, you could have helped me up like a gentle lady."

"True, I could have, but I helped you up like a Pinkie Pie."

Rarity smiled at that and gave Pinkie another hug Rarity's head just barely reached Pinkies shoulder.

"Yes, you did...now I think it's time to wake someone else up."

"Rarity, I still find it hard to believe that Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo are nineteen years old."

"I know, they grew up so fast it is hard to believe, isn't it."

Rarity left the bedroom and walked to the kitchen to boil the kettle.

Pinkie went over the Sweetie Belle, who was still napping on the middle platform of the cat tree; she moved her hand to Sweetie's face and exposed cheek and rubbed Sweetie softly reflectively batted at Pinkies hand with all the force of a feather.

"Sweetie, it's time to get up."

Sweetie Belle opened one eye and stared at the baker.

"If you want me to get up, then it's only fair I get the same treatment as Rarity since I am your girlfriend as well...or have you...forgotten about me?."

Pinkie shook her head with wide eyes conveying shock, and she was now worried that she had been neglectful of her other girlfriend.

"Oh no, I haven't forgotten, I haven't. I love you just as much as Rarity, no exceptions."

Sweetie smirked at that statement.

"If you love me so much, then hurry up and show me already."

Pinkie smiled, knowing she had just been played.

She leant down and planted three kisses, each one longer than the other, on Sweeties lips and parted on the third.

"How was that, better?."

"Hmm, it was nice, but I've seen how you kiss Rarity, and you never kiss me the same way."

Pinkie twirled her hair in uncharacteristic nervousness and adopted a quieter, more sombre tone.

"I'm sorry, Sweetie, I just thought you would find it gross or something. I had no idea you felt left out."

Sweetie rearranged her position so that her legs were dangling off the side of the platform, then put one hand under Pinkie's chin and lifted her head, so they were looking at each other from eye to eye.

"Hey, how about I decide if whether or not I think it's gross."

Pinkie nodded.

Sweetie Belle wrapped her arms around Pinkies neck and dragged her closer.

Their lips met, and they began a slow kiss after the fourth kiss. Sweetie added her tongue to the mix, which prompted Pinkie to do the same.

Every time their tongue's touched, she could feel Sweetie getting more aggressive with the kiss and heard her breathing heavily each time they parted for air.

Pinkie was caught off guard when Sweetie began to suck on her tongue but then did the same in return, taking the kiss in stride.

Sweetie forced her tongue past Pinkie's lips as she revelled in the feeling of the inside of Pinkie's mouth, exploring every inch she could. Sweetie melted into the kiss when she felt her girlfriend's slightly larger tongue invade her mouth in return.

A few more minutes of passionate kissing passed, and before the two parted, they took it in turns to once again suck on one another's tongues with heated purpose.

They finally removed themselves from each other a string of saliva connected the two flustered and panting girls.

"So...do you think that was gross, Sweetie Belle?."

The younger of the two lapped up the connecting saliva and swallowed it.

"No...I don't think it was gross, what's so ever."

Pinkie got her breathing under control.

"Is this something you would want to do more often?."

"I want to do this every single day...that was amazing."

"Well, since you liked it so much, I'm sure I can fit it into my busy schedule."

They both leant in for one more lingering kiss before being interrupted by a voice at the door.

"So are you two finished? I was wondering where you both were."

Both Pinkie and Sweetie Belle broke apart and looked toward the door, the sun highlighting the saliva around both girls' mouths.

"Hi Rarity, how much did you see."

Pinkie had a deep blush of crimson forming on her cheeks.

"I saw everything, darling, and you defiantly put on quite the show. I never knew you enjoyed kissing so much, Sweetie Belle."

Sweetie Belle didn't know where to look.

"I just wanted the same as you, that's all. I was starting to feel...left out."

Rarity placed the three cups of hot chocolate she had prepared down on the coffee table.

"Well, how about we sit down on the sofa with our cocoa, and you can show me first-hand what you learnt with Pinkie, and I might be able to show you a few tricks I picked up along the way."

Sweetie nodded with a smile as Pinkie helped her down from the tree, and they all gathered on the sofa. A sudden gust of wind caught the open door and caused it to slam shut.

"Rarity...Sweetie, I love you both so much."