It was crisp Friday morning. 5:45 am. Not a Rarity in sight. Applejack had tapped her hoof, waiting at the station in front of the ticket booth. She had worn a t-shirt, one of her flannels that were lined with wool, a red bandana around her neck, and a pair of blue jeans.

Oddly enough, she didn’t even need to pack. Turns out, if she didn’t decide to go, Big Mac would’ve made her. She came into the living room in the main house to find her suitcase sitting with her duffle bag by the doorway. There was a note on top of the suitcase. She picked up the note to examine it:

You REALLY owe me one.

-Big Mac

She sighed and took the note upstairs with her, Getting ready for bed. Once she finished bathing and changing into her nightly wear, she hung her hat on the hook on the back of her door, locked the door, then flopped onto her bed backside up. She tried to sleep, but everytime she closed her eyes she saw Rarity in her negligee. Her face warmed up as detailed images of Rarity’s curves danced in her mind. Thinking about her large, perfectly round breasts pushed up by the cups of the negligee made her own breasts feel sensitive against her nightshirt, which in turn, made her cheeks red. Seeing her large ass and thick, toned thighs made her feel hot and sticky between her own.
Her eyes lowered and furrowed her brows. She knew where this was going, and she groaned knowing that she’s going to cave in, grab her favorite pillow, the one with frills, take off her shorts and go to town.

She did just that, as her mind’s eye gave her material to work with. She carefully stuck her pillow between her thighs, shuddering as the frills grazed her exposed clit. The hair surrounding her now throbbing sex was now soaked in her excitement, Applejack sighing as the cool air from her window blew in and caressed her outer lips. Gripping the sheets above her head to steady herself, she lowered her hips onto the pillow and sighed softly, closing her eyes so she could play into her fantasy, logging the fashionista’s negligee into her mental notes. It started slow, grinding her labia and clit back and forth against the frills of the pillow. She bit her lip as her grinding grew faster. Her grip on the sheets grew tighter as she struggled not to make too much noise. Her lower lip slipped free from her teeth as her mind grew foggy and she drew short, ragged breaths. The frills were soaked with her excitement as she thrusted her hips. Her clitoris throbbed and ached for release. Her mind grew foggier and foggier as she inched closer and closer to the edge. Her breaths turned into whimpers as she struggled not to moan. She was so close. She just needed an extra push. Unfortunately, the fog in her mind began to dissipate, taking her out of the moment completely.

No, no, no! She thought. But it was too late, her body began to cool down and the moment was lost. Annoyed after she effectively edged herself, she checked the clock on her dresser. 5:00 am.

“Ugh, seriously?” She hissed. She stood up and begrudgingly grabbed her shorts.

“Might as well get ready,” she grumbled.

Where is that mare? She thought irritably. She looked around the station, squinting until she saw a thin brown stallion with messy blond hair struggling to keep up with a full figured white mare with gorgeous purple curls.

“Good morning, Applejack darling!” the mare called out to her. Applejack instantly gave her a warm smile, her irritation from earlier seemingly melting away.

“Howdy, Rare,” She replied once the two made it to her. The unicorn wore what appeared to be a silk mauve colored scarf, a black turtleneck with a diamond shaped hole on the chest area, revealing just a small portion of the top of her white breasts( Applejack tried hard not to linger there, especially after the night before), accompanied with a black leather jacket and blue jeans. Now that she got a closer look, she saw that Rarity’s hair is in a messy bun, curls drifting down either side of her face. She heard a soft ahem come from behind her friend and struggled to maintain the smile on her face.

Right, he’s here, she thought to herself. She looked at him, letting her smile drop a bit. He wore a white sweatshirt and blue jeans as well. Despite Applejack attempting to maintain a friendly smile to the guy, he just lowered his eyelids as his face formed a scowl.

“Mornin’, Trenderhoof,” she said flatly.

“Applejack,” he replied curtly. Rarity gave the earth pony an apologetic smile, however Applejack wasn’t the slightest bit phased. Instead she just turned back to Rarity with a light chuckle.
“What took ya so long? Prettyfyin’ yerself for th’ ponies on the train?” Applejack teased. She was expecting Rarity’s classic line ‘one must always be fashionably late’, but was surprised to actually receive an honest answer.

“Well, first I went on a ‘last minute essentials’ packing spree, then when I thought I was ready, Trenderhooof began insisting that he walk me to the station-” the unicorn was replying casually before being cut off by her coltfriend.

“I wanted to make sure that you were safe!” Trenderhoof said defensively,”I wouldn’t be able to make my trip to Manehattan with a clear conscience knowing that something could have potentially happened to you.” Applejack rolled her eyes, losing her smile completely. She doesn’t necessarily hate the guy, but her life would significantly improve about tenfold had he never dated Rarity and entered either of their lives. He constantly rubs her the wrong way, giving her the vibe of somepony who would happily use you for their own gain and shift the blame on you for why he left you behind. That’s without mentioning how weirdly possessive attitude he shows when he visits the farm with Rarity. She heard Rarity sigh, her face showing an annoyed expression.

“Anyway, he took quite a long time to get ready, and well, here we are,” The unicorn wrapped up.

“Huh…”was all Applejack could reply.

“What? You said complete transparency,” Rarity said plaintively before nodding towards the train, “Time to load our things, hm?” Applejack watched as she walked to one of the workers with one of her suitcases, Trenderhoof struggling to keep up with her, two pink suitcases slowing him down. She walked casually behind him, her bags in tow with a satisfied smirk. The three ponies handed the workers their bags and stepped aside. Applejack watched as Trenderhoof gave Rarity a tight hug, glaring daggers at the farmer the entire time. Applejack just rolled her eyes and snorted back at him. Rarity broke away from the hug and smiled at him before walking to the conductor and handing him the two tickets. She turned and smiled at her friend.

“Shall we?” the fashionista said, before entering the train car. The conductor nodded at the earth pony, giving her the okay to board the train. The farmer nodded and entered the car, looking for her friend for their seats. She saw a white arm waving and walked over to the booth, taking a seat right beside the unicorn. Rarity gave a sigh of relief, earning a chuckle from Applejack.

“Excited t’ be on the go?” She asked the unicorn, now looking extremely exhausted as she slumped in her seat.

“I feel as though I could sleep the whole two weeks we’re away,” she groaned, before sitting back up and leaning against the farmer,”How about you? I hope your morning was a tad less frustrating than my own.” Applejack shrugged and leaned back into her seat.

“Big Mac thought it’d be easier if he packed my bags,” She replied, stretching her legs and yawning. Rarity smiled

“Couldn’t sleep?” She asked, causing the earth pony to blush, before looking away.

“Not a single wink,” she grumbled, small flashes of last night’s sexual frustrations and the inspiration behind them dancing in her mind. She heard Rarity chuckle before the unicorn left out a soft yawn herself.

“I know it may be rude, Applejack,” she began, moving the farmer’s arm out of the way before resting her head on friend’s chest,”You wouldn’t mind if I took a quick nap on you, hm?” Applejack blinked as she looked down at her friend in flustered confusion.

“Er-” was all Applejack could mutter out.

“Thanks, you're an absolute gem,” She heard Rarity mumble before tiny snores escaped her lips. Applejack blinked again before letting her arm wrapped around the smaller mare, her hand resting Rarity’s hip. She looked up at the roof in their booth, sighing as her eyes struggled to stay open. What has she gotten herself into? Hell, what was supposed to come out of this trip for her?It’s only supposed to be a relaxed friend vacation and Rarity’s moment to flaunt her style. Yet as the train began to move signified with the whistle going off, all she could think about was Rarity, how she sat in her lap, the way she spoke.

The way she looked at her.

Applejack closed her eyes, playing into the fantasy Rarity painted last night. She imagined Rarity sitting in her lap, her snow white arms wrapped around Applejack’s broad neck, grinding slowly. Applejack’s breathing grew heavier, feeling a small tingle trail its way down. She could the small gasps leaving the unicorn’s muzzle as she grew closer to the edge. She heard her whispers in her ear as her body began to shudder.

“Applejack….Applejack…..Applejack!-”

“Applejack?”

“Wha- huh?” Applejack jumped awake, her cheeks flushed a bright red. She looked down to see a white hand on her thigh, then up to see a confused Rarity. Did she just…

“Are you alright, darling?” Rarity asked.

I almost…in front of…

“Y-yep!” the farmer sputtered, “Just had a weird dream’s all!” Rarity didn’t seem convinced.

“Are you sure?” She asked. Applejack looked away.

“Eeyup,” The flustered farmer replied.

“It was weird enough to make you...tremble?”

“Mhm!” a brief silence fell between the two mares before Rarity piped up again.

“Alright… well it’s a good thing you’re awake anyhow,” Applejack turned back and quirked an eyebrow, “We’re almost to Canterlot!”

“We are?” Applejack blinked as she realized the scenery outside of the train looked different from before. For one, the sun was setting, dipping behind the buildings and mountains in the distance. She tiredly rubbed her eyes as the train began to pull into the station, letting out a yawn.

“Boy, can’t tell ya how much I’m achin’ for a bed right now,” She muttered while stretching her arms, occasionally hearing a pop or two. Rarity yawned and cracked her neck.

“Oh I completely agree,” She stood up as the train came to a complete stop,” While your chest made do as wonderful pillows, there’s only so much comfort you gain from sitting upright.”

“ My what?” Applejack replied in shock,”Rarity!”

“What? It’s true!” She replied defensively, sidestepping into the main walking lane with Applejack right behind her,” So soft and cozy, why I am absolutely jealous!” the two mares exited the train to collect their bags. Applejack hoisted her duffle bag strap over her chest so that she could wheel one of Rarity’s suitcases along with her own, while Rarity grabbed the remaining two.

"Y'know it ain't nice to talk about somepony's boobs like that!" Applejack scolded her, completely flustered. Rarity smirked at the workhorse.

"You did say complete transparency," she replied with a smile, before walking off, leaving Applejack to chase after her.

“Rarity!” Applejack shouted indignantly as the two left the station.

“Thank th’ gods… they got an elevator,” the workhorse huffed as the ladies stopped in front of their room. They were both exhausted from both the train ride and the walk from the station to the hotel. Rarity seemed the one most exhausted of the two,struggling to catch her breath while using the door handle to hold herself up.

“You… and me… both” the seamstress huffed back as she fumbled for the key card. Once she got a hold of the card, she held it against the card reader and heard the corresponding click,twisting the door handle and pushing in the door to get into the room. Applejack followed behind her, dragging in the bags behind her. As she moved further into the living space, she was blown away by the size of the bed, as well as the expanse of the room and the window, showing a beautiful sunset along the horizon. The bed looked absolutely comfortable, the sheets neatly tucked with pillows stacked high against the black, gold-lined headboard, topped with a large white comforter and a thin black velvet throw blanket. There were two black nightstands set at either side of the bed, both with lit lamps resting atop them. In front of the bed, a large sleek, black dresser with a remote on top , a large flatscreen television mounted above it. There was a desk near the window with a small desk lamp and a large office chair beside it. She looked from the room to Rarity, who looked slightly disappointed.

“Hmm… It's supposed to be a tad larger…” she heard the fashionista mutter. Applejack blinked and sputtered.

“‘Supposed to be larger’?! Larger than this?!” she managed to get out, surprising the unicorn, who turned to look at her apologetically.

“I wanted to make sure we got the largest room to ensure that you can get the most comfort while here,” she explained, looking down at the floor disappointedly,”looks like we’ll have to make do with a smaller room.” The farmer couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

“ Listen here Missy, any bigger and it’d be a daggone apartment,” she walked by Rarity towards the bed. She flopped backwards, sighing in absolute bliss as the soft mattress cradled every inch of her sore back, her eyes closing as the aches and pains melting away, “this room here will do just nicely.” She heard Rarity give an awkward chuckle.

“ Well, glad you like it, but you won’t like this next bit,” She replied. Applejack flicked her ear.

“Why’s that?” She asked dryly.

“You’ll need to get up,” the unicorn replied.

“Why?”

“Because.”

“‘B’cause’?”

“We need to eat something, darling,” Rarity replied. Applejack snorted.

“I don’t need t’ eat, Sugarcube,” the farmer retorted. She heard her friend scoff.

“Oh really?” Rarity sneered. Applejack sat up indignantly.

“Yes really!” the earth pony replied defensively.

“You don’t need to eat?”

“No!”

“When was the last time you ate something, dear?”

“It was...uh..” Come to think of it… when was the last time Applejack ate. There was Granny’s apple celery stew, but that wasn’t since 7 p.m. last night. She pulled out her phone from her pocket to check the time. 7:02 p.m.

Has she really gone a full day eating?

“Judging by how long it’s taking for you to reach a definitive answer, you have successfully proved my point,” Rarity said with a smile. Applejack groaned as she flopped back and closed her eyes. She heard gentle hoofsteps, followed by an increase in weight and heat in her lap. She felt hands rubbing against her chest, idly playing with the buttons on her flannel. She opened her eyes in shock, only to be greeted by Rarity hovering over her with a half lidded gaze and a pouty lip, gaining a perfect view of big white cleavage.

“Pleaase Applejack?” Rarity begged in a tone that made the workhorse sweat faster than harvesting during the summer, “I promise after good food and bathing, you’ll sleep like a newborn foal.” Applejack furrowed her brows.

“Promise?” she asked. Rarity moved her hand to her friend’s cheek, running her thumb against the farmer’s lip, causing her cheeks to go red while sending a tingle straight to her groin.

“I promise,” the unicorn replied. Satisfied, the farmer propped herself up on her elbow.

“Kinda hard to get up with you in my lap,” she said flatly. Rarity let out a chuckle.

“Depends on what of ‘up’ you’re trying to get,” the unicorn replied, getting up from Applejack’s lap, chuckling while walking to the door,”Come along darling! I know the perfect place!” Applejack got up on her hoofs and sluggishly walked over to the doorway.

“There better be some good hay burgers…” she muttered.

There weren’t any hay burgers, but Applejack was pleasantly surprised at the restaurant. She was expecting a frou frou, prissy restaurant, one that would require her to dress like a dolled up mare in a country club up in Manehattan or something. Instead, it was a casual restaurant, with food with large enough portions to leave Big Mac in a food coma. She had an apple bourbon tofu burger, and while it was arguably the best burger she’d ever had, she didn’t have the strength(or moreso, stomach space) to finish her burger. She looked up at Rarity with her wounded pride and cheeks filled with her meal, only to frown indignantly at the unicorn’s smug look as she drank her spiked strawberry sunrise.

“Good enough, darling?” She teased. Applejack scrunched her nose at her while the unicorn chuckled.

“Aww, poor thing, can’t eat it all?” she cooed. The farmer rolled her eyes at her friend as her chuckles turned into giggles, “Well, finish up what you can darling, we’ll be burning it off the walk back.”

Oh right, the earth pony thought, the walk back.

The walk wasn’t bad per say, but when your gut is absolutely full of good food and have yet to have an opportunity to digest what you ate, you’re sure to feel at least a little winded. Rarity and Applejack entered into the room again, the earth pony plopping down to sit on the bed, letting out a long sigh.

“I think I’m all tuckered out, Rare,” she said leaning back on her palms. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes.

“Don’t relax just yet darling,” she heard Rarity say, before feeling hands on her thighs, causing her eyes to shoot open and her head to tilt forward. Rarity’s face was mere centimeters away, “We still have to bathe.”

“W..We?” Applejack asked, confused. Her friend stood up straight, fixing her turtleneck,

“Well, I figured it’d be faster if we just showered together,” Rarity casually explained. The workhorse could only blink at her.

“T’gether?”

“Yes.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because you’ll ruin the shower settings,” Rarity quickly replied. Her eyes looked to the purple carpet as her tail flicked. She just lied.

Gotcha, the workhorse thought.

“Is that th’ truth?” she asked wryly. The unicorn’s cheeks turned from white to pink as her eyes flitted from Applejack to the ground, “Thought so. I said ‘no usin’ me as a dummy’, remember?” Rarity looked at her, confused.

“What do you mean?”

“Y’ wanted to get a hands on feel fer how t’ make an outfit fer a larger model, so what better opportunity than a shower with yer friend?” Applejack explained smugly. Rarity stared back in disbelief.

“Applejack, I don’t think-”

“Listen, I’ll let it slide just this once as a ‘thank you’ for ev’rything, okay?” Applejack interrupted, getting up to her suitcase to grab her nightwear. She wandered into the bathroom and flicked on the lights, whistling in surprise of its beauty. The room was a sleek black white color, the sink being of black marble and white porcelain. The shower had no curtains, just pristine glass doors. The toilet was white and shiny porcelain, with the steel towel racks filled with folded towels and washcloths. She placed her clothes atop the lid of the toilet, then began undressing starting with her hat and hair ties, both of which she set atop the sink. She heard the door click open as she was messing with the third button on her flannel, turning to face the door.

“Sorry for the wait darling! I had to grab some of my bottles of body wash for the-” Rarity stopped mid sentence, her cheeks tinting pink. She stared at Applejack, mouth slightly agape. The earth pony started feeling awkward, looking down at her hooves.

“Yeah...uh.. I ain’t...much of a looker-”

“Goddess you’re absolutely stunning” she heard the unicorn say,her voice low. Applejack’s face went red.

“Y-ya’ll don’t gotta lie to me heh,” She sputtered out, the comment taking her by surprise. Rarity placed the bottles atop the sink and began idly unbuttoning Applejack’s flannel.

“I knew letting your hair down would bring out your facial features, but goodness not to this extent,” Rarity continued, reaching the button just above Applejack’s waistline,”I mean, I was assuming your jawline was nicely chiseled but not beautifully carved.”

“W-well, I-”

“Oh, and how it brings out those gorgeous sparkling emerald green eyes!”

“‘Sparklin’? Wha-”

“ And those adorable freckles-” Rarity paused as she opened her friend’s flannel, revealing a white t-shirt nicely hugging her torso. Applejack’s brow quirked as she watched the seamstress’s cheeks turn a darker shade, feeling her fingers slowly spreading over her abdomen.

“Rare?”

“Oh goddess-”

“Rarity,” Applejack said firmly, snapping her friend from whatever trance she was in.

“Hm?” she finally responded. Applejack nodded towards the shower.

“Shower,” she replied,” Wanna start it for us?”

“Oh right!” Rarity replied, moving past Applejack to open up the shower door,”Finish getting undressed and pick the one you want! I’ll get the water running for us!” Applejack nodded, hearing the shower start up. She was hoping the heat in her face would leave as she began to unbuckle and dropped her pants, revealing her tight red shorts.

Bad day to go C’manndo,she thought nervously, pulling down the shorts and seeing how damp the spot where her lower lips were. It definitely didn’t help with all the compliments she was receiving from Rarity. Sparklin’ eyes, She thought, lifting her shirt over her head. Not to mention her antics today, sitting in her lap, using those tones in her voice, plus the light touches and caresses? She tossed the shirt onto the sink and looked at the three bottles. One was a honey color, the other two a pink color. She grabbed the honey colored one and tried to undo her bra, before feeling hands against her back, causing her to jump

“I can get that for you,” she heard Rarity say as she felt her bra come undone, her breasts hanging freely. She gave a sigh of relief , and turned to thank the mare, only to quickly look away after seeing that she was completely nude.

“Sweet Hearth’s Warming!” she hissed.

“Oh come now, Applejack, you’ve seen me already!” Rarity replied teasingly.

“Ya had clothes on before!” the flustered farmer retorted.

“It was lingerie, darling, and it was barely hiding anything,” she felt a hand rest on her arm as Rarity continued on,”Applejack, look at me!”

“Nope.”

“Please?” it was a simple word but it was enough to get the earthpony to look at her. Her breath got caught in her throat, finally seeing all of her friend. Rarity gave her a smirk.

“See?” she cooed, placing a hand on her hip,”Not that bad!” Applejack’s face was as red as the apples on her flank. She fumbled grabbing the honey colored body wash and tried to look anywhere else but at Rarity’s nude figure.

"I'm uh..gonna head in," Applejack finally spoke, managing to walk into the shower without any hiccups along the way. She felt the hot water hit her back immediately, causing her to flinch, before relaxing her muscles under the water. She closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh. She let the heat and steam consume her, the droplets melting away any tensions she seemed to have in her body. Suddenly, she heard the shower door click, her ear flicking at the sound. She felt a tap on her shoulder.

"Could you pass the body wash, darling?" She heard Rarity ask. She held out the body wash without daring to look back at her. She felt the bottle leave her hand andpulled her hand back, resisting the urge to peek.

Just relax, she thought to herself, she’s got th’ same parts as you. She tried not to imagine Rarity’s figure. Or think about how it’s just the two of them alone. Or how they’re both nude in the shower. Or-

She felt something cold sliding down her back, followed by a pair of hands rubbing against her back. Applejack flinched and turned her head back.

“What the-” Applejack hissed.

“I figured since I’m going to use you as my...er…’dummy’, why not at least scrub your back for you?” Rarity explained. She felt the unicorn flex her fingers along her shoulder blades, scratching lightly as she dragged her hands down slowly. Applejack relaxed a bit, turning her head back to the wall. As Rarity’s hands explored her back, she started to relax, leaning into her palms and closing her eyes. She could feel her hands massage her upper back, slowly sliding her fingers down, stopping just above her lower back, before rubbing her hands upwards again. The workhorse let out a contented sigh, letting her mind go. Her breathing began to slow, her breaths growing heavier as her mind began to fog again. Is it the steam? The heat from the water? She felt Rarity’s finger slide down to the base of her tail, sending shivers to her groin.

Oh… I know this feeling, she thought, feeling fingers gently glide to her sides, thumbs kneading her hips ever so lightly. Her back began to tingle in the spots Rarity’s fingers were, while she felt fingers press in a little harder just above the base of her tail. A moan bubbled up in the back of the earth pony’s throat, where she kept it and went for a quieter sigh and biting her lower lip. She felt her friend knead much slower, each one adding more pressure than the last. The tingles and shivers soon turned into a throb between her thighs. She shut her eyes tighter, feeling herself tip closer to the edge, before feeling those hands rest on her hips. Her breath got lodged in her throat as she felt something soft press against her back.

“Am I hurting you, darling?” Rarity whispered. It was enough to bring Applejack down a bit.

Shoot, She thought, Shoot, shoot, shoot! This was the second time she nearly...in front of… her face went hot with embarrassment, turning back enough to catch a glimpse of the smaller white mare.

“Y-you’re fine, Sugarcube! I just-” Applejack stopped mid sentence to look a bit more at the unicorn’s face. Her eyes were facing the ground and her head tilted downward. Applejack looked harder and…

Was she...was she blushing?

“W-well I’m just about good over here aha ha ha,” Rarity spoke quickly before opening the shower door. Applejack’s eyes followed as she stepped out, drinking in the sight. The unicorn was dripping wet, every inch of her body covered in droplets. The farmer had to tighten her jaw once her eyes decided to rest on her friend’s large, surprisingly toned, heart shaped ass. Her gaze quickly shot up as she saw Rarity turning around.

“I’m going to get dressed for bed darling,” She said with a sigh,”good night!” With that, she closed the shower door and left, leaving a very aroused but very confused Applejack, standing in the shower. She scratched the back of her neck, as the water continued to wash over her.

“What the hay was that about..?” she pondered.

“Not exactly dry but, it’ll do,” Applejack muttered to herself as she stepped out of the steamed filled bathroom into the now dark living space. She wore a black tank top that hugged her torso quite comfortably, and a pair of tight black shorts that accentuated her hips and rear. As she stepped further into the room, she could hear a light snoring coming from the bed. She looked over to see Rarity sprawled out on the bed under the covers, snoring away while snuggling her pillow. Applejack sighed with a smile. It should be illegal for a mare to be both extremely attractive and adorable at the same time. She walked over to the other side and pulled back the blankets, climbing beside her and laying on her back. She shifted aside to give her as much space as appropriately possible and pulled the blankets up to her stomach and stared at the ceiling, her mind racing a mile a minute. She probably would’ve gone to sleep after a nice hot shower like that, but due to the previous night’s edging, an interrupted wet dream on the train earlier, and now the events that took place in the shower, her very needy lower bits were both distractingly disappointed by today’s lack of orgasms that took place within the span of those events, and aching for the release that they so crave. Applejack let out a long, quiet sigh.

This is the next two weeks, isn’t it? She thought,just nothin but my awkward moments and feelin’ sticky in th’ shorts? She looked over at Rarity and couldn’t help but smile at her.

Ain’t no way a sane pony can say no t’ her, she chuckled softly, before rolling her eyes and looked back up and Big Mac would’ve probably dragged me to th’ station by my tail if I didn’t agree to go. She felt her eyes get heavy and let out a yawn, stretching a bit before fully closing her eyes.

Maybe t’morrow it’ll be a little less awkward, she thought, drifting off, and a little less sticky.

She wasn’t entirely sure what time it was, but it was definitely in the middle of the night. She was dreaming soundly about that delicious tofu burger when she felt some weight placed on her chest and leg, followed by a gentle caress on her abdomen, then a slow but steady warmth in those respective locations. It interrupted Dream Jack’s burger eating ventures, and inevitably woke her up. She opened her eyes to a now dimly lit ceiling due to the moonlight. Though, this time there was something tickling her under her chin. The weighed down spots on her body grew just a bit heavier now that she was awake. Wait… is that…?

Is that… light snorin’ I hear? She looked over to where she previously saw her friend sleeping, only to see that there was a bare pillow beside her. She looked down at her to see a lump, presumably her friend’s leg wrapped around her own, with a smaller lump, presumably that same friend’s hand, over her abdomen, followed by soft snoring. A blush crept onto her face as fast as the realization struck her. Rarity isnt sleeping on her side of the bed.

Rarity was cuddling her.

Author's Note

I'm having fun with this as I go!

Next update is when I'm feelin up to it!