I follow Vinyl into our bedroom, the moonlight creeping in through the blinds, lining stripes against our bed. I can still feel some of Octavia's residue on my back, feeling dirty. Before I can pull off the covers and crawl in, Vinyl catches my shoulder.

"Are you okay?"

"Huh? Yeah. I'm fine. I just feel a bit... icky," I respond, reaching around rubbing my still somewhat sticky back for emphasis.

"Oh. Wanna shower before bed then? I'm feeling pretty sweaty myself."

I nod my head simply and walk with her into the bathroom. Turning on the water and feeling the stream to test the temperature, I can still feel that little bit of Octavia's cum slosh inside me. It feels so off, just knowing it isn't Vinyl's.

It doesn't feel right.

"Thanks for doing that with me," Vinyl cuts off my thinking. "I've always wanted to try something like that, and we just had the perfect chance."

"Uh huh," I nod along, turning the knob and adjusting the temperature.

"Are you sure you're okay? You've been acting strange all night."

"Yeah, I told you; I'm fine. Now get in here with me," I say, trying to put on a playful smile. I take her hand and close the door behind the both of us, taking her into the stream of water. Telling her how I felt would be impossible; after seeing that smile on her face from living out one of her fantasies as well as helping out Octavia, she’d just feel so guilty. I just helped her live out a fantasy and if she's happy, that's all that matters. Besides, a good night's sleep by her side and I'd feel better tomorrow…. But first...

I grab a washcloth from the shower rack, running it under the water. Vinyl snatches it out of my hand and puts it back. Raising an eyebrow to her antics, I await her explanation.

"You don't need that~," she says, taking the soap and squirting it into her hand. "C’mere."

I face Vinyl and her hands wrap around me lovingly, her soft palms acting like washcloths for me. Her breasts were pressed against my chest as she spread the soap about my back, washing away that icky feeling. Standing still to let her work, the water being the only sound as I enjoy her gentle touch in silence.

Catching on to how relaxed her treatment is leaving me and how enjoyable the silence is, Vinyl opts to continue quietly and let me relax. She continues to sweep her arms around, lathering my still arms and body. It'd be so easy to tease or tickle but Vinyl's careful not to; the moment remains preserved. I'm left relaxing against her, letting her wash me. Vinyl crouches down and begins washing my lower body, a kiss placed on my hip before her hands glide over them, going over them multiple times. Her hands make sure to cover every part in suds, her delicate fingers parting my ass cheeks so she could clean in there. A lone finger slips inside me and soaps up what it can reach, eliciting a shiver from me. She giggles slightly before retracting, going back to lathering my hips and legs. She takes extra care with my feet, getting every part of me squeaky-clean without tickling me. Then, standing up and rinsing her hands of body wash, she reaches for that strawberry scented shampoo she likes. She squirts more than enough, as usual, and dumps it into my hair. I relax instantly as her fingers work in the soap, scritching my scalp.

I could never resist the head-scratchies.

The soap can be felt all over the outside of my body, cleansing me. But only the outside. A part of me still felt the out of place traces of Octavia inside me. I tried not to think about it, instead focusing on the wonderful treatment my marefriend was giving me.

After going twice over my body, she prompted me to lean back so my hair could be rinsed. She held me steady, cupping my face so the runoff avoided my eyes. In her gentle grip I felt as safe as ever, the warmth of the water mingling with the feeling of contentment welling up in me as she rinsed every trace of soap off.

When she was done, I felt her lips on mine, a gentle kiss waking me from my trance. She had cleansed me, and it was my turn to return the favor. I hugged her close, letting her rest after today's endeavors. Her head on my shoulder, eyes closed, and arms tucked against my chest, she waited as I poured soap into my hands, preparing to wash her. Vinyl was leaning on me, something she could always trust me with as I supported her without question. My hands got to work, slowly running my fingertips against her back and sending shivers throughout her body as she cooed. I smiled contently at her cuddled form, knowing how much we meant to each other from this simple touch - Vinyl against me, I against her. But my reflection was dampened by a nagging feeling at the back of my mind. One that persisted even through my attempts to relax.

I decided to ignore it for now and focus on the task at hand. My hands continued their road trip about her body, exploring every nook and cranny and leaving suds in their wake. I made sure to clean extra well in her armpits and her chest, massaging her breasts a bit to make her sigh. I knelt down and began washing her privates, using a finger to clean inside her sheath. It was all that was needed to set her cockhead twitching but Vinyl kept herself under control so I could clean.

After going over her legs carefully, I stand up and grab the shampoo. Her body sidles up to mine as soon as my legs straightened, her head coming to rest upon my shoulder yet again. I squirt some shampoo into her two-tone hair, lathering it in gently. She moans lightly in satisfaction, not the lustful moan of a dissatisfied mare, but something sweeter; innocent. I smile to myself and continue lathering. Her hair is definitely clean, but I like to play with the bright blue strands while she hums against me. She giggles heartily as leftover suds run down the side of her face, curving around her cheeks pulled back in a warm smile.

Eventually, the job is done and I lean her back gently, rinsing her hair. Both of us smell like strawberries, Vinyl happily burying her snout into me again.

Once we had both rinsed clean, I led her out of the shower, turning off the water behind me. The room was filled with steam, both of us drying off in the dim light. No words spoken, only the soft touches between boyfriend and marefriend as we helped each other. With no need to dress for bed, we were free to climb under the covers as soon as we were done and in the bedroom.

Or so I thought.

"Hey," Vinyl speaks up, catching me as I sit on the bed. She always looked so enchanting after a shower; her coat sparkling like moonlight reflecting off the surface of a pond, her striped hair still damp and somewhat poofy on her head, and her eyes. Her eyes were always the most beautiful part of her, each shimmering orb the exact definition of radiance. But tonight was a little different. I turn to face her, finding her standing with arms crossed, leaving me with a growing sense of worry. Had I done something wrong? "Scooch over."

Her voice was stern, but not a shout. Instead, she was very gentle and consoling in a way. I gladly move over and let her take a seat beside me, sitting up instead of lying down. I'm about to lie down myself, but she speaks up again.

"Uh uh. I'm not done. C'mere," she pats her thigh, sitting up straight on our bed against the pillows in the dark room. Now I know what this means. Whenever she want’s me to open up to her with something, she knows it helps to get me really comfortable first.

Sitting in her lap while she clutches me tightly is a prime example.

I lift myself up and gently sit on her thigh, her arms wrapping around my waist and holding me against her. Her muzzle comes down and she kisses my shoulder softly before speaking again. "Now I want you to tell me what's wrong."

I stammer out a trail of quiet sounds, caught off guard by her tone. She wasn't angry, just concerned. "What do you mean?"

"Well, we're all clean and cozy and everything now, but something's been bothering you since we ate dinner. Don't lie to me, I could see it on your face. I figured since you didn't want to tell me then, I’d ask at a better time. So, what's wrong?"

"Vinyl, I..." I trail off.

"C'mon, baby," she slowly pecks my shoulder again, holding her lips there and seemingly whispering into my body, "you've got me so worried. I wish you'd just tell me." Her arms tighten ever so slightly around my waist, holding me close.

With a hand on hers, I sigh in defeat. She takes note and waits, giving me room to choose my words. But there's no need. There's no other way to express my feelings as I sigh again. "Now, don't get me wrong. What we did with Octavia was fun, and I kinda liked it. But... at the end of it all... it just feels like... like I... like I cheated... on you." The mention of the act reminds me of that small bit of Octavia's secretions still inside me, almost taunting me. Vinyl's arm comes up to rub my side, consoling me.

We both sit in silence as Vinyl processes my words. "Why didn't you say something earlier?"

"Well, you looked like you were really enjoying it. I didn't want to ruin your fantasy."

"Ohwh. That's not as important. I would never have even considered it if I knew it would make you uncomfortable. I'm so sorry."

"It's fine, Vinyl."

"No. It's not fine. Knowing that this is bothering you so much is something I can't stand," she says, nuzzling my neck gently.

My hand comes up to hold her muzzle against me, warming up to the contact. I scratch her snout gently with one finger, something I know she likes. "Did you even enjoy it? It looked like you didn't get off back there."

"Well, she kinda finished early on me, so no. But it was alright. I got to watch your adorable faces and twitching. It's like there's nothing about you that isn't cute," her arms tighten momentarily in a wiggling hug, "But that's not important. Listen, I understand why you feel that way, and I know you would never cheat on me. But you shouldn't feel so bad."

"Vinyl, it's just that-"

"Let me word it better for you. Babe, do you love me?"

"Yes. More than anything in the world," I answer back immediately.

"Do you love Octavia?"

"Well, frankly, no. I barely know her."

"Exactly. Ya see, I love her, but as a close friend. That's why I felt she needed some relief. What we did in there, was just to make her feel good. Nothing more. But what we share," she pauses to kiss my shoulder again before her delicate whisper continues, "is something like no other. It's special, a love that I only save for you."

After some silence to let the words sink in, I can't help but sigh again. "I love you. So much," I reply, trying to nuzzle her cheek with my own. Her heartfelt speech was bringing tears to the edges of my eyes. Because in our bedroom with no one else around, there isn’t a reason for her to lie. I know that everything she said was straight from the heart.

"I love you too, baby. I just wish I could do something to make you feel better," she whispers, deep care saturated in her voice. Her hands continue stroking up and down my sides, warming my heart knowing how much she truly cares as I melt into her frame.

"Well, there is something.... I just, I... I want to feel you again," I whisper back to her, leaning into her body. "I want to make things right."

Vinyl slowly takes my hand in hers and kisses me again, closer to the neck this time. “If that’s what you want, then I’d love to.”

This wasn't necessarily something that I wanted. This was something that I needed; to have my body claimed once again by its rightful partner. By the person I devote my life to. I needed exactly what I said:

To make things right.

“Do you need me to help you get ready?” I ask, shifting off her lap so she could rise to her knees on the bed. I was sitting with my back to the headboard, close to the head of the bed, while Vinyl made her way to the center, just in front of me. She nods slowly, beckoning me over to the dark sheath in her crotch. Before I even lay a finger on it, I grab her hands in mine and kiss her on the lips. Smiling when I pull back, her warm expression was exactly what I wanted to see. Those eyes would forever hold me entranced; they showed a side of her that no others saw. Right now, her eyes are like a warm embrace, assuring me that she loves me more than anything. We share one single kiss, perhaps a sweet reminder that what we share is real, no matter how unbelievable it may seem before I crouch down lower.

Coming to her sheath, the tip of her shaft peeks out, almost shyly, waiting to be enticed forward like a cat that meets you for the first time. My hands slip out of her grasp to hold her sides. Fingertips dancing through her fur, I slowly lie down to get close to her crotch. While on my elbows with my hands resting her thighs, I lean in and inhale her scent, relishing the familiarity that was my lover. The smell was relaxing, the combination of soap from our shower and the ever-present musk of her privates made a vivid aroma akin to that of a freshly picked strawberry. It was her scent, one that was unique to her and her alone. I felt Vinyl shiver upon the feeling of me breathing hot huffs of air against her, but I couldn't help it. Intaking the addictively sweet smell of her only made me want to breathe it in more.

Eventually, I knew the teasing had to stop. I wanted to make her feel like the queen she truly is to me, so I began with a loving kiss to one of her balls. My lips sank in ever so slightly to the smooth skin of her mushy sack, making her coo as I felt just how pent up she really was, likely from being denied release earlier. Her plump orbs shift upon contact, pleading to be worshipped further as I plant a kiss on her other testicle, one of Vinyl's hands coming to rest on my head as I breathe in through my nose to take in her wonderful scent again.

With her shaft now beginning to peek out, I give the flat head a gentle lick, making the mare above me release a breath she was holding. Her hand strokes my hair and her cock grows outwards, slowly growing larger as I scatter kisses about the smooth surface. With a last kiss on her glans, I take the first inch into my mouth, glazing saliva along the smooth surface as more of her length crept into my maw. Her pre begins to dribble slowly on my taste-buds, the perfect mix of sweetness that I missed so dearly. Her hand slides down the back of my neck, curving with my body to stroke me lovingly. With my tongue caressing the underside of her shaft, I bob my head to thoroughly layer on my saliva.

Her shaft rises to full mast rather quickly while Vinyl eyes my crouched form, still stroking my body with a comforted smile. Just as I was about to take her into my throat, my marefriend taps my head twice, drawing my gaze to her with her shaft still past my lips before she speaks again. “That’s good enough.” I kneel up, her cock slurping out of my mouth as I reach eye level with her and she drapes her arms around my shoulders like a warm scarf. “Now lean back,” she breathes warmly in my ears with her forehead pressed against mine, “Let me take care of you.” I follow her lead and let her take command, steadily allowing her to lay me back on the mattress. No words were needed, her expression told me all I needed to know; that what she said earlier was nothing but the truth; we shared something purely special. The things I do for her and the things she does for me are reserved only for ourselves. No one else would ever be able to fathom how strong our connection was, and that’s why I was with her in this very moment.

After the blissful eternity it took her to sweetly hold me and sink us into the bed, her hand behind my head carefully laying me into the pillows, I feel her all-too familiar lips pepper my neck with affectionate kisses. As her hands glide up and down my sides, I wrap my arms around her, our body heat mingling together as I convey my appreciation in satisfactory sighs and shivers.

She reaches above me, grasping her pillow and pulling away from my neck to look me in the eye. Her spare hand grabs my hip, nudging me up and promoting me to lift my behind. With my arms still strung around her shoulders, I lift up my hips so she could fluff the pillow and slide it beneath my lower back. "Comfy?" she whispers lightly, staring into my eyes as I adjusted myself on the pillow, nodding when I felt my body sink into the plushness of it. Keeping my body tilted meant easier access to my entrance, as well as guaranteeing an easier angle for her so her thrusts were smooth when she takes me.

Vinyl and I have had our wilder nights, and I admit it was always fun. But right now, she knows how much I like it when she’s gentle with me, when each movement is planned carefully and enacted to express ourselves in ways words can’t. It’s proof enough the look in my marefriend’s radiant eyes and the way her hands and lips touch my body tell me that she truly does love me.

And I felt so much better already.

The kisses begin on my neck, a few nips to the edge of my jaw before she moved south, a kiss to my collar bone, a kiss lower, a kiss to my nipple, making me squeal as she played with it gently with her teeth. The whole time she trails her kisses downward she stares into my eyes, her soft rosy irises reflecting a mutual passion. A kiss here, a kiss there. Eventually she plants a kiss right on my tummy, making both of us giggle together when she follows up with a kiss to my belly button, continuing when we both calm. A kiss there, a kiss here. When she reaches my shaft which was at half mast, she gave a wetter kiss to the tip, tracing a single long spiral down the length with her tongue. As much as I like the sensation, I know she wants to continue to her prize.

A final kiss is planted on my freshly cleaned flower, Vinyl staring at me from behind my erection with her snow-colored face and ocean blue hair. I lay back, gripping the sheets in my hands as she begins her soothing work. Her large, equine tongue slowly slips in, that familiar hum in her throat resounding out to vibrate inside me. She takes care to hold the bottom of my rear, caressing the flesh as her tongue swirls around to coat me in her saliva. She curls her long muscle as if it were a finger beckoning me in a "come hither" fashion, the wet tip drawing lines against my walls and making me tremble. One of her hands comes up and grabs mine, fingers tied together so I could hold her hand while she services me. The other hand strokes the outside of my thigh, comforting me as I hum in the night silence.

Vinyl's eyes drift closed so she could focus on her work, contorting her tongue in fashions to really coat me in her saliva while spiking my pleasure. Her sweet expression and humming shows she enjoys preparing me as much as I do, using slow and deliberate movements to push her snout further in my crevice, driving her tongue deeper into me. Tilting her head ever so slightly, she prods at my walls from different angles with her wet appendage, drawing hushed squeals from me when her equine tongue brushed my sweet spots. I feel her lips curve in a smile as her ears twitch, listening intently to my vocal reactions while her thumb strokes the backside of my hand. She really knows how to make me feel appreciated as she continues to tongue me softly.

Once I was sufficiently bathed in her natural lubricant, her tongue slips out of me to give more wide licks on the outside of my pucker, licking from the bottom to the top of my crevice. I can hear her giggle as she listens to me moan girlishly at her actions, her eyes peek open to watch my face scrunch in blissful satisfaction. With a final, slow kiss held to my flower, she pats my rump twice to signal I was ready. Crawling back up to meet me face to face, her hand caresses my cheek while her other arm wound around my back.

While she holds my body, she grinds her shaft against me, her moist rod massaging the underside of my manhood and testicles as both of us bite our lips in the sensation. The movements are slow and nothing short of affectionate as she pulls back to look into my eyes with her scarlet pools. Holding my legs up while I relaxed into the bed, she mouths the single word, “ready?” and I nod, closing my eyes as all sense of motion slows in this intimate moment we are about to share.

Vinyl holds her sex steady with one hand, her flat head making contact with my bare, wet entrance, rubbing the tip against me in slow circles around my flower as she enjoyed the sight of our applied saliva mixing together. Her other hand rubs my side, consoling me and soothing the tension in my muscles. We've done this so many times before, my learned instinct was to relax further, feeling like I was melting into the blankets under me, ready to take her passionately.

My eyes open momentarily, only to catch her gaze with a playful smirk while she continues to tease her head on my pucker. I give her a pair of puppy eyes, pleading to feel her warmth inside me, an act that cracks through her defenses, making her giggle softly in the moonlit air before she leans down for another deep kiss to my lips. She knows how to make the feelings last before, with a single thrust, she enters me smoothly. Given our shower not too long ago, the saliva coating us, and the fact my flesh was still tender from its previous endeavors, her initial push was unhindered, making for a clean slide into my relaxed depths accompanied by the familiar squish of flesh against flesh. Vinyl sighs in satisfaction, tilting her head up with closed eyes, clearly having missed the way I felt just as I had missed her.She shuffles forward on her knees, carefully holding my legs upright, pushing herself deeper inside me before she rested still, a few inches off of hilting inside me completely.

After a few minutes to just relish in the welcomed feel of each other, she leans down to bring her face close to mine. We stare into each other’s eyes deeply, Vinyl blinking slowly in the rather quiet night, her breaths hushed as her eyes shift to scan mine.

My hand comes to her shoulder and strokes her body caringly. “Sorry if it doesn't feel so good.... I might still be a little loose from—"

“Shhh,” she hushes me with a kiss my jawline, her spare hand takes my chin and points my gaze back into those consoling eyes. “You feel perfect. Just like you always do,” she whispers clearly into my ear before she subtly locks our lips together, keeping me from retorting. I had to admit that she was right. After everything that happened tonight, this moment truly felt perfect; feeling her inside me instead of some stranger. And she really was the perfect fit. Enough girth to stimulate my sweet spot without it being so much that it's uncomfortable. Her length was perfect too, the way she reaches so far into me to really fill me up in satisfaction, leaving just enough space for her climax to occupy.

I'm pulled from my train of thought as Vinyl kisses me again. Without the need to hold her shaft steady anymore and with my body to support her, her hands could move down to my plush rear and massage away. I really like it when she fondles me so, just knowing that my proportions satisfy her leaves me satisfied as well. Plus; it felt really good. I could only assume she likes it too, given she gropes me with such vigor, while still remaining gentle as her fingers sink into the malleable flesh.

"I'm going to start moving now, okay?" she asks, her barely audible voice ever soothing me in her clutch. I nod and she nuzzles my face, pulling out of me slowly with her hips as her knees remain planted on the mattress. I clench down, my priority being pleasuring her as much as possible as I smile fondly at her adorable shudder to my efforts.

Her medial ring slips out and drags a moan from her with it. Hands flow freely like paint brushes on my body and her cleaned, white fur skims my skin with each movement, spreading her ever-pleasing warmth about me and sending rivets of bliss throughout my body, all while caressing me as she holds me close. She’s still taking it slow, letting the both of us savor the feeling of each other connected as one with her long, deep thrusts, just the way I like it. No rough slapping of hips against hips, just the sound of us breathing together as she eases herself up to gently touch the bottom of my cheeks with her pelvis before ever so slowly pulling back out. My arms wrap around her tightly, literally attaching myself to her as if I wanted to be connected with her forever.

No one could ever replace her.

I loosen my grip just a bit to look down between our bodies. Vinyl notices my intent and looks down with me, also curving her torso to give a better view. I could then feel Vinyl’s eyes on my face, watching me stare at her shaft as it pierces my entrance, burrowing deep to be enveloped in my heated walls before slowly dragging itself out at the same speed. I hear a giggle before I'm given a sudden powerful thrust to make me squeak in surprise, followed by a low, throaty moan.

“Mmmm, that’s it. Let it out. Moan as much as you want,” Vinyl whispers. I clench down hard on her as she continues her thrusting, still at a constant and even pace, and never going too fast. My mouth contorts in different shapes to expel hushed "ooo"s and "ahh"s, music to my marefriend’s ears as she happily peppers my body with affectionate kisses. “Ya know, you make the cutest noises,” She giggles, kissing my cheek tenderly.

I squirm and whine in protest. “It isn’t cute. I can’t help it if that’s-ahhh~,” my words melt into a feminine cry when she runs her teeth carefully up my neck. With eyes shut and my embrace somehow getting tighter, she continues to make me moan, everything from wails to whimpers.

“Shhh, it is so cute. And it’s one of the many things I love about you~.” The freshly washed hair atop her head bounces lightly as that pure and spotless coat brushes my chest. A pair of lips touch my forehead as her arms curl up my back, crossing over with each hand locking onto one of my shoulders, allowing her to cradle me close as her thrusts bring her closer and closer to hilting me.

My head is pressed into the crook of her neck, her hand holding me there as she rocks us slower. Her thrusts are getting slower, yet fuller. She takes her time pulling out as much as she can without leaving my warm clutch before inching back inside, my vice-like depths welcoming her with a squeeze.

Vinyl takes a moment to suddenly thrust her whole self into my tunnel, pausing with her shaft snug inside me. My muscles contract and compress, massaging her length as she clutches me in a tight embrace, preparing for the final run.

“You getting close?” I ask soothingly, using my hand to cup and stroke her cheek, followed by brushing a few loosened bangs behind her ear.

"Yeah," she breathes with a shudder and a giggle, nuzzling my hand affectionately. “You just feel so good.”

I pull myself up to lay my head upon her shoulder, stroking her back lovingly. “Only for you,” I whisper into her ear.

Vinyl takes a deep breath before she starts moving again, her thrusts growing fuller as I clenched down on her. My legs lock around her waist so she needs not worry about holding me steady as she begins to rock us both back and forth. I feel her chest heave with her heavy breathing as her shaft steadily pistons in and out of my opening. The flesh pulses inside of me along with her heartbeat, edging toward the brink of no return.

Suddenly, Vinyl pulls her body away from mine, still thrusting in a steady rhythm. She reaches out and grabs my hands, lacing her fingers in between mine as her loving eyes meet my own. With our gazes locked and hands together, her head begins to flare as she thrusts, stretching my tunnel wide. A sudden wave of pure contentment overtakes me; I can actually feel my marefriend's flaring head scrape out Octavia's fluids when she pulls back, clearing the space so she can replace it with her own essence instead. The thought of it feels as if I was being cleansed, removing what doesn't belong. My body clenches hard, almost sucking in her length when it pushes in and I moan at the pressure given back by her pulsing cock. Eyes drifting shut, she pants hard, thrusting as deep as she can into me. I breathe in her huffs, the two of us sharing the air intimately. My marefriend's face contorts cutely, and I know she's on the very edge, ready to fill me to the brim and then some.

Before she can give her final thrust, she calls my name out into the night. Without hesitating, I lunge up and lock her lips in a passionate kiss, making her hum into my mouth. Her hands squeeze mine tightly and her shaft trembles, preparing to unleash the bulges that were creeping through her urethra. It all seems to happen so slowly, the blissful feeling of us connected as one washing over me with her orgasm.

Vinyl gives one hard thrust accompanied by a muffled grunt, her cock throbbing when her hips lightly smack mine and she spurts out a long rope of her cum. She pulls back and gives a shorter thrust, groaning again and firing a longer string. Then, a third and final time, she pulls back and pushes herself in as far as possible, actually pushing my body into the pillows above me as the peak of her orgasm breaches my body in an endless stream of thick fluids instead of short pumps. Her muddled grunts devolve into cute whimpers as she is finally able to release her tension, emptying her pent-up load into my awaiting body. The head of her sex flares to its maximum width, locking her in place deep inside my warm core as my legs tighten around her; I wanted her to remain inside me the entire time, to fill my emptiness to the brim with her. Our lips remain locked the entire time as more of her warm seed floods me, as if with the intention of impregnating me. The thick substance sloshes around inside as my stomach expands to contain it, more and more spilling out even though my crevices were filled. I moan into her maw, feeling almost as if my whole body were melting as her essence heats me and she holds herself in place against me, hip to hip, palm to palm, and lips to lips. I remained still, accepting her gift as it streamed out more and more, her balls still convulsing as my walls milked her for the ever-warming fluids. After what feels like a blissful eternity, I reluctantly pull back from our kiss—mostly because my neck was getting tired—a lone strand of saliva connecting us still as her flow of cum slows to individual spurts and eventually, to nothing, her balls expended of their load. My mind fades momentarily as I process the added weight to my body from her climax. There had to be at least a gallon of her seed sloshing in my depths, maybe more; a wonderful source of warmth in the late night.

She kisses me a last time before hugging me close, careful not to squeeze on my slightly inflated tummy. I hadn't bulged to an absurd size, instead looking like I was maybe seven months pregnant, but it still felt like a lot. I feel her pull back her hips, about to disconnect herself from me, but I stop her.

"No, please," I whisper, locking my legs around her waist to hold her inside me. "I want to stay like this. Just until we're asleep."

Vinyl smiles down at me, easing herself and keeping her hips pressed against mine. Her cock had already began to soften, and it would take a while until it retracted back into her sheath completely, but I didn't want to release her. That feeling of her inside me felt so right, and I wanted to stay like this for as long as possible. "You want me to hold you too?" she whispers softly, already knowing the answer but I know she just wants to see me blush.

She succeeds, my cheeks flaring a shade of red to match her eyes. "Mhmm," I mutter, trying to hide behind my short bangs. Vinyl giggles at my cute face, pressing my head into her neck in a quick embrace. She then carefully rises up, taking her pillow back and twisting in a way as to not slip out of me, and lays back down on her side, spooning me and my bulging stomach, only to notice something was missing.

"Hey. Wait.... You didn't cum."

"And?" I ask, closing my eyes and pressing myself back into her mold.

"Wha-, I thought- well, do you want me to jack you off or-"

"Shhh," I mutter. "There's no need for any of that. Vinyl, I love you, and the feeling of being able to pleasure you like this is enough pleasure for me. I don't care if I don't get off. So long as I've made you happy, I'm happy."

Vinyl sighs and props her head up on her elbow, looking over my relaxed body with a benevolent smile. "You are somethin' else, you know that?" She giggles, combing her spare hand through my hair. "I love you too." Leaning over to peck my cheek, her hand drifts down my body. "And I think you deserve some 'tummy wubs'," she says, giving a delighted grin.

I roll my eyes jokingly at her and she giggles, still watching me as her hand drifts to my expanded stomach. Her hand is so delicate with the sensitively stretched skin, almost massaging me, but affectionately and oh-so gentle. More just a light rubbing as her palm washes over my body, her soft coat against my smooth skin as my stomach settles with a rumble and a sigh.

"You are just so adorable~," she whispers, eliciting a deeper blush from me. But I can't really reply, the slow rubbing of her hand on my belly was making me purr in her grasp. My stomach gurgles happily, resounding in the room followed by the giggles of two lovers in bed. I push myself deep into her frame, filling the spoon as much as I can. My head comes against her chest and her massage stops momentarily.

Vinyl presses my head against her, humming slightly to me as I listen to her beating heart. The thumping was steady and deep, and very consoling, like it was the beat to song composed specifically for us.

"Do you hear that, babe? My heart?" she asks, her soothing voice barely audible.

"Mhmm. It sounds so pleasant to me," I mutter back, drifting slightly to the calm beat.  

"That's because it beats for you~," she whispers, punctuating it with a slow kiss in my fluffy hair. "And don't you ever forget that~."

Then, with both of us settled in bed, my body perfectly nestled into hers, she thoughtfully pulls up the covers, draping them over the two of us. One arm slips under my neck, arching down so her hand settles on my bosom. The other hand remains on my belly, rubbing it soothingly, her fingers pressing into my sensitive body. My hand comes up to hold hers on my heart, pressing her hand into my chest to show her my heartbeat; the one that beats for her. I can feel her tail curl around my waist and her leg over my thigh, her foot stroking mine slowly, warming all of my body. To top it off, her muzzle lies buried in my hair, her deep breaths of my strawberry-scented head with the occasional kiss cloud my mind as she whispers a "Good night."

And for lack of a better word, everything in this moment just feels...

right.

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