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Vinyl shorts: Vinyl is a lazy, but sweet mare.

By TiredAsShit
Created: 18th December 2020 10:23:42 PM

  1. >Walking into the front room you see your marefriend sprawled on the carpet, a slight smile on her face.
  2. "What're you doin Vy?"
  3. >"Chillin."
  4. "On the floor?"
  5. >"Ye."
  6. "...Do you need anything?"
  7. >"Jalapeno chips and Rockstar from the fridge."
  8. "Anything else?"
  9. >"Pillow, my boobies are starting to hurt."
  10. "Alrighty, I'll get right on that."
  11. >"And my headphones."
  12. "Gotcha."
  13. >"Love you Nonny."
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  15.  
  16. >You haven't heard anything from the front room in a while, you should go check on Vinyl.
  17. >Poking your head into the room, Vinyl was in the same spot as before, except laying on her back now.
  18. >It had been hours since you left her there, even for her this was pretty lethargic.
  19. "You alright Vinyl?"
  20. >A nod is all you get in return.
  21. "Are you sad?"
  22. >A shake of the head this time.
  23. "Do you need something?"
  24. >Another nod, accompanied by her stretching out her forehooves to the ceiling.
  25. >Taking her familiar cue, you walk over to the quiet DJ and pick her up out from the detritus she has a habit of leaving in her wake.
  26. >Pulling her into a warm hug, Vinyl wraps her front and rear hooves around you as best she can and nuzzles her face into the crook of your neck.
  27. >Bringing the cuddly mare to the couch, you take a seat, pulling Vinyl more into your lap.
  28. >Vinyl adjusts her self, getting comfortable while you grab a blanket and drape it over you two.
  29. >As you tuck the blanket in around both of you, your marefriend takes her head out from your neck and gives you a kiss on the cheek before laying her head back down on your chest, closing her RED eyes.
  30. >You follow suit as well, the last thing you feel is Vinyl's body breathing in time with yours.
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  32.  
  33. >It's been a few minutes since you've woken up from your nap, and the shadows in the room had become long and dim.
  34. >It was nearing dusk and way past time for dinner.
  35. >Your stomach growls at the thought of food, followed shortly by another tummy rumble from your cuddlemate.
  36. >Vinyl was still embracing you, not exactly asleep anymore, but still with her eyes closed.
  37. "You're hungry too huh?"
  38. >A slight nod into your chest confirms your question.
  39. "I'll make us some nice dinner then, come on, get up and I'll start cooking."
  40. >This idea is met with a silent negative headshake.
  41. "Vy, you gotta get up so I can cook for us."
  42. >Again a no.
  43. >Reaching up to her face, you tap her muzzle a few times with an index finger, causing her to scrunch adorably.
  44. "Well if you're not getting off then I guess we'll have to do this the hard way." You say, lifting yourself off the couch.
  45. >You purposefully leave Vinyl without any support so she'd fall onto her butt, but surprisingly she stayed attached to you even as you stood straight up.
  46. >Vinyl's hooves gripped around you, loath to release their warm prize.
  47. "This is ridiculous Vinyl, do you want food or not?"
  48. >Yes.
  49. "Then you need to let go."
  50. >No.
  51. "I can't cook with you clinging to me Vinyl."
  52. >No response.
  53. >Sighing, you walk yourself and your stubbornly lazy mare into the kitchen.
  54. >Opening the fridge for ideas, you find something that might work.
  55. >The cold air runs over Vinyl's fur, making her shiver and hug tighter to you.
  56. >A brief thought of using an ice cube on Vinyl's butt comes to mind, but you think better of it as that'd earn you a retaliatory attack and an equally cold attitude for awhile.
  57. "Well Vinyl, since I cant cook I guess we're having leftovers, you okay with that?"
  58. >A shrug is all you get.
  59. "Okay, but I better not hear any complaining about old chow mein."
  60. >Reaching into the fridge, you fish out some leftover neighponese takeout and take it to the microwave, barnacle still firmly attached.
  61. >Throwing the oriental pony food in, you set it for a minute or so and wait for it to finish heating.
  62. >Admitting defeat, you help support your growth by putting a hand under her bum and lifting.
  63. >Her grip loosens a bit, needing less work to stay attached.
  64. >You use your other hand to comb through her spiky, somewhat unruly mane, scratching behind her ears periodically, much to her pleasure.
  65. >Unfortunately for her, the microwave beeps all too soon and you retrieve the hot food with your free hand.
  66. >Instead of making plates, you decide to be a little lazy yourself and just eat from the boxes themselves.
  67. >Sitting down at the kitchen table, Vinyl relaxes again as you take a bite of Ponegolian chicken.
  68. >Thank god griffons ate meat.
  69. >A few more bites in and you could tell your Siamese twin was getting impatient.
  70. "Your food's right there Vy." You say around a mouthful of spicy chicken.
  71. >Finally opening her eyes, Vinyl looks up at you with her striking ruby orbs and opens her mouth expectantly.
  72. "I'm not feeding you."
  73. >Tilting her head, Vinyl presses the tip of her horn against your throat in an idle threat.
  74. "What, you're gonna kill me?" You chuckle between bites.
  75. >Her horn is pressed firmer into you, but still not enough to be considered seriously.
  76. "Alright, alright, jeez. You can be a real pain sometimes, you know that?"
  77. >A slight smile graces her lips as you take a forkful of szechuan eggplant and stick it into her greedy mouth.
  78. >She looks up at you again expectantly, requiring yet another service.
  79. "I am /not/ chewing for you too Vinyl."
  80. >Seeing how she wouldn't get away with that one, Vinyl shuts her eyes again and chews slowly, opening her mouth for more after swallowing.
  81. >Outside gets darker as you two eat quietly, alternating bites between you and her.
  82. >You ended up feeding her water too, apparently her magic was too broken to be used for any of this.
  83. >Finishing up dinner, you leave the empty cartons on the table and rise from your chair, keeping a hold on your little parasite.
  84. >Going into the bathroom, you already know how this is going to shake down and prep two toothbrushes with toothpaste.
  85. >Setting Vinyl's rear onto the counter, you make sure the bottom of your shirt is underneath her so it isn't as cold.
  86. >Already anticipating, Vinyl has her mouth open again, waiting.
  87. >Taking a toothbrush in each hand, you pop one in your mouth, and the other in hers.
  88. >Giving both of you a good brushing, you're surprised that Vinyl is able to spit by herself.
  89. >What a big girl.
  90. "Do you need to use the bathroom?"
  91. >No.
  92. "Good, cause I'm not gonna squeeze it out of you."
  93. >That earned you a smile and a little shaking in what could be a very lazy laugh.
  94. >Picking up your baggage, you take her to the last stop, the bedroom.
  95. "Okay Vinyl, I really do need you to let go now, I have to change."
  96. >The no this time was accompanied by her grip stiffening.
  97. "I'll just be a second, then you can hug me to your heart's content."
  98. >Her grip loosens reluctantly, and you set her down on the bed under the covers.
  99. >As soon as you free yourself, her eyes open again, watching you as if you'd disappear if she looked away even for a second.
  100. >Changing quickly to keep your promise, you join her under the covers and are immediately ensnared by four desperate limbs pulling you securely against their owner.
  101. >Fur brushes against your chest as you're brought as close as possible to your marefriend, her eyes never leaving yours even as her muzzle meets your lips.
  102. >No kissing happens, just mouth against mouth with a slight minty fragrance.
  103. >Then you realize what she was doing, her warm breath comes out slow and steady, attempting to match yours.
  104. >Joining her, you reciprocate and take in her air and return it to her in kind.
  105. >Nothing needs to be said, the hearts bubbling up in her eyes saying more than words ever could.
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