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Upon Her Throne

by Butt Stallion

Chapter 7: To Dress For My Queen Part 1

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To Dress For My Queen Part 1

I had just left the bedroom, lazy-day sweatpants and a thick hoodie on my person, no shirt underneath or socks on my feet. In the living room, Vinyl was standing with her phone to her ear, unaware of my eavesdropping.

"Hey Octy. What's up?" Vinyl walks over to the couch, plopping down while I tip-toe closer. "Is that so? I can't believe it's only been so long and you're already at this point. I told you we'd help. Now go get 'em!" With that, Vinyl hung up her phone, sitting back in the couch with a sigh.

The television's on since she'd been hanging out on this Friday evening. I took the rest of my work day off and came home as soon as I could. A nice surprise met me when I walked inside; Octavia already on her way out. It was a satisfying sight seeing the gray mare so upbeat. It took a couple weeks, but Vinyl and I had set her up on a date with a local neighbor who works at the movie theaters. I remember his name vividly; Peter, only because Octavia wouldn't stop rambling about him after the first date. Confirmed when a questioning glance to Vinyl was returned with a wiggle of her eyebrows, I knew the earth mare was off to yet another date with the guy.

That was maybe twenty minutes ago. Now the sun was close to setting outside, casting long shadows down the dirt roads and dropping the temperature to fit the coming Winter. I had kissed Vinyl hello and went straight to the bathroom, answering nature's call before strolling to our bedroom, changing into the comfier clothes.

"What's taking him so long to piss?" the white mare asks herself.

It was at that moment I chose to lean over the couch and gently place my cool hands on her eyes. "Guess who~?" I said in a sing-song voice.

Vinyl jumps in surprise, settling back quickly when she recognizes my voice. "I have no idea. But I bet he's really cute~," she said.

Face scrunching momentarily with a huff, my hands fall off her face to slide down her chest in a v-shaped harness, my body leaning further over the back of the couch so her head presses my chest. "Close enough," I mumble, stretching my neck to kiss the tip of her horn. Vinyl's breath catches in her throat and she makes a soft "eep" noise.

"Hey! You know my horn is sensitive!"

My giggle resembles that of a cartoon villain after recognizing a hero's weakness, contrastingly followed by an affectionate squeeze in a hug. Hands then rise up slowly, fingers brushing her body through her own hoodie. My fingers play with the drawstrings momentarily, twirling one before going up further to her head. It was there my fingers spread out, combing through her hair on the side of her head, as if I were a stylist shaping the ocean of two-tone blue. I notice she ditched hair gel today so her hair wasn't as voluminous, just silky strands that slide off the curve of her head. Since my hands were still somewhat damp from washing them, her hair really did feel like water, brushing my fingers like elegant sea grass.

"So what was that call about?" I ask nonchalantly, still massaging her head.

"Well, it... uhh, 'Tavi was just... letting us know..." Vinyl's words sputter into nothing as her spine shivers, my fingertips applying slight pressure on her scalp as I massage her. "I don't know what you're doing, babe, but I can't focus."

"Does it feel good~?" I ask playfully. Her puddy-like expression answering for me already.

"Ooooo, yeah~. It feels really goooood~...." Her words are stretched, head lying back in my hands.

I giggle with her, playing with her hair gently in my dexterous movements. A sigh escapes her lips and she coos, my head coming down to bury my nose in her hair, breathing in her smell. The faint familiar scent of strawberries lingers on my face when I kiss her head, massaging and occasionally scratching her scalp.

"So 'Tavi called?" I ask.

"As much as I love what you're doing, why don't you come around here and sit with me so I can tell you about it. You're gonna like this."

My hands leave her head in a sweeping motion, setting her hair back in its original style before I had messed with it, not without leaving a kiss on the top. Arms stretched out and hands clasping like a child wanting to be picked up, Vinyl entices me to her lap as I walk around the couch. I sashay my hips with emphasis, slowly climbing into her lap, facing her. I try to really take it slow, punctuating my movements and giving her some eye-candy, but the carpet slides under my weight at the last second, making me fall into Vinyl's clutch with an "oomph" from us both.

"What was that?" Vinyl asks with a chuckle, holding me gently after my slip-up.

"Hehe. I don't know. I just wanted to be sexy," I said.

"But babe, you are sexy~..." Vinyl's hands go down from the small of my back to my hips, rolling her fingers on them suggestively. Having recovered from my embarrassing slip-up, I sit up straight in her lap, hands on her shoulders and gazes locked. A hand of hers detaches itself from me to cup my face. "Just look at this adorable face, so sweet and innocent that I could kiss you forever." A kiss is then placed on my nose, hands moving in tandem, reverting back to my hips and crawling under my hoodie, her chilled palms sending shivers where they tread, ending on my chest. "And these pecs.... So hot..." she says, scritching my chest like I did to her head not long ago. I knew she was just teasing; I barely had much muscle, having more of a lithe form, but I just giggle along with her all the same. "And these..." Vinyl trails off, her fingers trailing somewhere specific.

"Hey!" I squeal as my marefriend pinches my nipples. With the fall weather coming in, temperatures were dropping and trees were changing color. Due to the former, my nipples may have been a bit perky in the moment, making them easy targets for the mare.

She grins at my sudden squirming, giggling lightly in the setting sun's marmalade glow breaking through the window blinds. "And then we go lower..." Vinyl's voice shifts to a huskier whisper, her hands clasping my sides, just above my ribs before she swept them down slowly. I noticeably shudder at her touch, her hands creeping down and rubbing my skin. It took way too long for her to reach her destination, but eventually her hands find my hips with a circular rub of her palms. "You just have..." Vinyl mutters under her breath. Her hands sneak down to massage my flesh, chilly fingers digging under the waistband of my sweats to grip the flesh of my rear. "...the sexiest rump..." Those eyebrows of hers wiggle suggestively as she kneads me like pastry dough. "...in all of Equestria~."

I coo in response, shuddering at her fingers clawing my generous flesh and what little muscle I had. "Vinyl, please!" I wriggle, batting away her hands.

"What? How do you think I feel when you're shaking this spanktastic butt under my drooling lips all day!" She retorts with a playful smile, rushing to tickle my sides after I pushed her hands out of my pants. I burst out laughing, trying to push away her fuzzy fingers, but to no avail. The tickling has weakened me and Vinyl is free to do as she pleases. "It isn't fair, having you walk around the house in tight jeans, swaying your hips this way and that! You just love to wiggle that sexy donk under my nose all day, huh? Well, let me help you wiggle!"

Any words I try to shout are cut short by laughs and sharp intakes of breath. She's a relentless animal, fingers taking advantage of my weak spots. When I push her hands off my sides, they just come right back. Any chance I get to open my eyes, Vinyl has a toothy grin, her crimson irises watching me squirm under her clutch.

Eventually, I break free from her hands, giving a single, strong push to her chest. The only downside was that she had the back of the couch behind her. My push didn't send her away, it sends me back and I flail my arms and cry out in surprise; the appropriate reaction to falling backwards off your marefriend.

Luckily, Vinyl acts quickly, catching me by my arms and pulling me back.

But it doesn't stop there.  

In one fluid motion, I was grabbed by my upper arms and thrown back to the couch, my body flopping gently on the cushions. I could've sworn I was about to fall off the couch to my impending doom, but when my eyes crack open, I'm on my back on the couch with my marefriend atop me bearing a predatory grin. How could I have been so foolish to assume I was safe?

"I have you now~..."

I didn't think there could be a worse fate than falling off Vinyl's lap onto the carpeted floor in embarrassment, but then I noticed my current situation. Legs are pinned beneath her body - somewhere in the midst of catching me, her hands have clasped my wrists like fuzzy handcuffs and locked them on the respective sides of my head. Her eyes, oh Celestia, her eyes. The look in them sets off an alarm in my head to beg for mercy, but my lips are frozen shut, even my voice was scared to face her. I try to worm out from under her, but there wasn't even a chance that would be successful. Vinyl cackles in a low tone, her face leaning down so close to mine her scent invades my nose and her body casts a shadow over me.

"What to do, what to do~?" she repeats, my heartbeat racing. Each word is dragged out so slowly, building tension; I had no idea what she could possibly want. Her head tilts from side to side slowly; she clearly enjoys watching me squirm. "I knooow~...."

My eyes widen and hers remain unaffected as her plan unfolds. Everything happens so slowly at first, Vinyl slithering down my body until her face reaches my waist. Licking her lips and with lustful eyes, she takes the bottom of my hoodie in her teeth, retracing her movements exactly and pulling up the thick cloth. The smooth skin of my stomach is revealed, my belly button shaking as I tremble. A final attempt at escape is all I have left, shimmying desperately. There's no hope. My limbs won't budge and Vinyl breathes heavily on my skin, her gleaming eyes like slits as she lets out the quietest snicker. My body turns to ice, frozen in fear as I gulp and the outside world holds it's breath.

Vinyl inhales a mouthful of air.

Then, my fate is sealed.

"PPPBBBTBBBBBTBTBBBBTBBBBTH!" Vinyl blows a raspberry on my bare tummy, a loud, sudden noise shattering the silence as I howl out in uncontrolled laughter. My body is spasming, trying to break free, but only my head can be thrown back into the couch. She's merciless, her hands still holding down my wrists so I'm trapped. I can't stop laughing and neither can she, her mouth just plants itself on my belly and blows hard, a sensation that tickled more than her fingers on my sides, enough to make me start tearing up from laughter. My marefriend does it a third time, then a fourth, her tone and expression obviously playful despite the well-impersonated wild "mwahaha"ing in between assaults on my weak spot.

"Vinyl!" I wail between bursts of laughter. "Please! I can't! I can't! B-Breathe!"

She blows one more raspberry, a longer one than the others before her cackling diminishes to light chuckles. After that tenth or eleventh raspberry, Vinyl places a kiss on my stomach, holding it there instead of blowing. We're both still giggling uncontrollably, but she chooses to kiss me multiple times in that general area while we calm down. My breathing is steadily coming under control and my heart rate slows back to normal. The white mare nuzzles my heaving stomach with more kisses and stray hums, her grip on my wrists loosening to instead worm under my body across my back.

With a good lock on me, she lifts me up, my body limp from exhaustion, and lies back down behind herself. This time, she's on her back, her head against the armrest of the couch and her boyfriend collecting himself on her body like a tuckered-out puppy.

"You okay?" Vinyl asks with an innocent giggle, her hand stroking my head carefully, sometimes weaving through my locks. I murmur at the head massage, just lying in silence with my hands limply holding the unicorn's shoulders for a good while, enjoying Vinyl's presence. She seemed to try and replicate what I did to her head, and it was working. "You should do this more often. Doesn't it feel sooooo gooooood~?" she asks, scratching my scalp in circles while shaking my head a bit, prompting me to open my eyes.

It does. It feels absolutely delightful. It's amazing how fast I've gone from squealing mess to a puddle of utter relaxation. Vinyl scratches a spot behind my ear and I shiver in bliss, my eyes slipping open to gaze at hers. Her half-lidded gems look so beautiful as the curtains cut off just enough of the dying sunlight to illuminate half of her face with an amber radiance. The contrast was stunning to admire; the other half of her face was soaked in shadow, one ruby of an eye making itself known in the dark cloud of white fur compared to the tangerine tinge upon the other side.

"I will if you will," I reply after too long. The last of our giggles ring out in the living room, both of us reduced to goofy smiles. My bliss was from the head treatment and her lulling heartbeat through her clothes, whereas Vinyl was content in watching my reaction and making me hum. I felt like I would fall asleep at any moment, but Vinyl still had to explain something.

Almost as if she read my dreary mind, Vinyl breaks the silence.

"So, about the call... 'Tavi was so busy being excited about her date today, she never mentioned where she was going. She's gonna stay at his place," Vinyl says, still treating my head. It seemed to have a calming effect on both sides, my marefriend scratching less and just slipping her fingers about, like my head was a crystal ball, giggling about it as she did. "Remember the first time I stayed here?" She asks, volume dropping as a dreamy glance makes itself known on her face. With a sigh, her hands stop what they're doing and one lazily points to the armchair naught but two meters from the couch. "Right there. Right there was where it happened. Where I knew, for certain..." Her gaze travels back to my eyes, "... that I loved you."

A smile adorns my face, one that was clearly more content than what was already there. A smile of reminiscence and mutual affection. My feelings chose to get the better of me, and all I could do was bury my face in her chest, clearing my eyes of tears before they could form. "I love you, Vinyl. So much."

"I love you too," she whispers, rubbing my back soothingly.

We may have stayed silent for minutes, but just like that, as soon as it started, the moment ended with Vinyl patting my back twice to earn my attention. It took a while, mostly because in this moment, her body was just so warm, but I eventually prop my head back up on my chin, looking into those unbelievably beautiful eyes. "So if Octavia's gone for the night, I thought we could... y'know... have a li'l day for... us." Her fingers draw swirls idly on my back, "Maybe we go out for a light snack..." Those swirls travel lower down my back, her words slow like molasses. "come back here..." Her hands are at my waist now, squeezing me lightly and foreshadowing her next movement. "and enjoy a night...." There it was. Her hands have successfully slipped under my pants again and grab individual handfuls of my rump, making me squeal quietly. It wasn't like I didn't enjoy it. "All to ourselves~."

"That sounds nice," I mumble, still lost in the comfort of her body beneath mine. The fingers in my pants knead my doughy butt softly; not the rough grabbing she might usually do, more just a light squeeze and brush of her fingers or palms against my smooth skin, her warm fur making a pleasant contrast against me. Her arms kept me pinned close and I wove my own hands around her back, bringing her in tighter. For moments, we lie there on the couch, relaxing in each others presence.

After not too long, Vinyl stops squeezing my butt and draws her hands out in a swift motion. Palms slap my cheeks simultaneously, startling me when my mind was on the verge of drifting. "Alright, let's go!" Vinyl says, suddenly eager to leave. With a wiggle, she tries to stand up while carrying me.

Our limbs are too tangled and she can't move in time to stop us. "Woah!" she cries, taking me with her as we fall to the carpeted floor. With a particularly loud thud, we hit the floor, somehow having rolled over so Vinyl was once again on top of me.

"Vinyl... You're squishing me..." I choke.

"Oops," she mutters, propping herself on her elbows and looking down on me. "You okay?"

Despite having fallen from a couch, I can't help but giggle at her display and lie completely vulnerable beneath her, my arms above my head. With a weak nod, I don't bother to move my body, only opening my eyes to her soft gaze in the barely lit room. Vinyl doesn't move either, as if it's more comfortable on the floor. But I think it's because we've become trapped in each other's clutch, enamored of how intimate it feels to have our faces so close.

The giggles come to a stop and she adopts a frown instead. "Sorry about that. I just wanted to carry you out, like, sweep you off your feet or however it goes."

"It's fine," I say, leaning up for a quick peck on the tip of her snout, something that makes her smile. "And you can still do that. Just, take me to the bedroom. I wanna put on some different clothes."

A hand comes up to brush some of my bangs back into place, Vinyl slowly leaning down to place a sweet kiss on my forehead. Already beginning to rise, one furry arm slides around my shoulders, the other under my knees. With a grunt, my marefriend stands up straight, bringing me with her. I squeal in glee, holding onto her while she carries me like a newlywed.

"What're you gonna wear?"

"Oh, I don't know," I say nonchalantly, swirling a finger idly on her collarbone, "maybe some... tight jeans~..."

Vinyl exaggerates a huff and adjusts her arms. "Ya know, I should drop you. Like, right now."

"Oh hush, you know you love it." Vinyl kicks open the bedroom door, walking up to our bed. With a flash of a smirk, she tosses me lightly onto the mattress, pouncing me afterwards. My marefriend had me pinned again, but this time, she had no intention of holding me. She just uses me like an inflatable mattress; relaxing like I wasn't beneath her. The pressure of her body isn't so heavy, but it was still enough that I couldn't push her off. It was actually quite comfortable to an extent; her soft body pressing me into the plush mattress made for a wonderful feeling, something akin to being in the center of a group hug, only every person was the love of my life.

However, the plan Vinyl proposed sounded like fun, and I was excited to go out with her in the setting sun. Trying to worm myself into an advantageous position, she just stretches out and closes her eyes. "I feel like taking a nap," she says, in a tone like no one was there.

I just grunt, finally getting my arm free and rolling her off. Vinyl sighs once before the room echoes with her light giggles; the sound like a sweet melody shared only between us.

"You like squishing me, huh?"

"Oh hush, you know you love it," she replies, flashing me a cheeky grin. I roll my eyes and jump to my feet, walking to the dresser. Vinyl watches as I take out some jeans and a shirt to wear beneath my hoodie. I take my sweet time pulling off my clothes, throwing grins at Vinyl when I catch her staring at me. I know I'm being a tease, but her hypnotized expression when I flick my hips in the jeans was priceless.

After I was all wrapped up in better clothes to fight the autumn winds, I have to snap Vinyl out of a trance, to which she grabs my hand and drags me out the door.

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