Vinyl Scratch was not someone who considered herself sappy, as in she didn't do much PDA -- didn't say “I love you”, and so on. It just wasn't her style. Well, she liked to say that, but it actually embarassed her to do things like that in the presence of other people. Even though they were complete strangers most of the time, she could barely squeeze out an, “I love you!” to her Mom whenever she happened to call her.
Where she lived -- in Canterlot -- didn't help at all since almost all the citizens of the city were high-class, stuck-ups that would spread a rumor around faster than she could drop the bass. Though, all bets were off once she arrived at her humble abode, an apartment that held a one-bed bedroom, one bathroom, kitchen, and living room. Nothing special, but it never deterred her from moving into something larger -- it worked.
Though, to some, it might seem like nothing space-wise; she would never complain about the close and almost forcefully intimate space if there was two individuals. To be specific, her and her girlfriend, Octavia Philharmonica. Both of them had started living together once they also began working together; a cellist and a EDM artist were making a living. Both Vinyl and Octavia were different in almost every way, but somehow that made it an even better relationship.
It was always a challenge to just find something in common, but one thing they both enjoyed after a long day of work, whether Vinyl came back early in the morning from a gig or Octavia arrived late in the afternoon after practice, would be cuddling. The first year they started dating, it had mostly been some hand holding and occasional kissing, but now it was really anything. Vinyl had actually been a little nervous the first time they snuggled up to each other; a movie played in the background more as noise than anything. Though, she hadn't wanted to touch anyplace that would've been off limits.
Eventually they both became more and more comfortable with each other, and focused more on the sparse, but important intimate time they spent together. Especially now, when almost anything was fine for both of them if they weren't too tired from work, but this time, when Vinyl had just come back from a long, all-night gig, she felt that some quality cuddle time with her loved one was definitely needed.
Vinyl trudged her way up the seemingly endless flight of stairs, thinking that her journey was much like scaling a tower to get to the princess. Having a thought process like that gave Vinyl some extra vigor, and she rushed up to her apartment door, opening it, but being careful not to slam it in her excitement. She was greeted to a sparsely clothed Octavia putting on her practice clothing, which entailed a grey tux top -- a cleavage-filled V-neck gave her a pleasing view -- pants that were half-on, and Octavia watching the television while trying to eat a waffle and wiggle into her tight pants.
She turned jumped in fright as Vinyl closed the door, turning around in embarrassment, “Viphmil! Youf wheren’t supophed-” Octavia placed the waffle back on its designated plate, her pants still half on. “You weren't supposed to to be back for another hour. Nonetheless, I'm quite grateful you're here early; let me put the rest of these infernal pants on.”
Vinyl pouted, “Do you have to?”
Octavia looked at Vinyl, in obvious thought as whether or not to comply with her request. She sighed after a few moments of silence, “I suppose I could do without them for this occasion; they weren’t that comfortable to begin with. Are you planning to keep wearing that?” She gestured to Vinyl’s white bikini top and cut up short shorts.
“Hmm, yeah I gotcha,” she shrugged out of her shorts and tossed them on the ground, then hopped over the arm of the couch. Vinyl grabbed the nearest, fluffiest blanket, and wrapped it around her, waving Octavia over immediately after.
Octavia did just that and walked over to the couch much like she was on a catwalk, moving her hips back in forth in a silky motion to draw Vinyl’s attention to that exact spot. She continued to saunter over to the couch, taking her time to give Vinyl extra time to soak in the seductive view. Once she reached to the couch, she bent over the table in front of Vinyl, stretching to get the remote at the end, which in turn gave Vinyl quite the showing of her assets.
She knew exactly what Vinyl wanted, and took every advantage she could from it, also knowing that Vinyl would do the same for her. Vinyl pulled Octavia from the hips to commence the cuddling -- the teasing had given her an overwhelming want for skin to skin contact -- something that gave a warm feeling not only where she touched; the warm hands were a side affect of her constant movement in the club. After she finally grasped the remote, she stopped struggling and let Vinyl’s warmth envelope her.
Once Vinyl had Octavia in her grasp, she wrapped the blanket around the two of them, giving their naked skin some protection from the cold. Vinyl laid her head atop Octavia’s and used her left arm to pull Octavia closer; her right arm pulled the blanket into a more comfortable position. Something that somewhat resembled a makeshift spooning position gave Vinyl ample time to feel Octavia’s hair with her head, which she thoroughly enjoyed at every chance.
Vinyl sighed in content, taking a long intake of Octavia’s scent, “I wish we could stay like this.”
Vinyl felt her body vibrate along with Octavia’s chuckle, “I'm most certain I wouldn't mind that proposition, Scratch. Sadly, this'll have to do.”
“Heh, sadly.” Vinyl allowed her hands to roam Octavia as she continued. “Well, I don't suppose you have any better ideas.” She raised a suggestive eyebrow.
Octavia gave a sad smile, “Sorry, I only have about twenty more minutes till I must go to practice. I'm sure you can allot some, say, cuddling for the time being?”
Vinyl shifted to the arm of the couch, the corner more specifically, and fitted Octavia between her legs. Once her arms were firmly wrapped around Octavia’s belly, and Octavia was comfortable; she seemed quite content in using Vinyl’s breasts as makeshift pillows.
Vinyl sighed in agreement, “Yeah, I guess this'll do.”
The two used the silence that followed to watch the television, with whatever show Octavia had thrown on before they began their endeavor. Vinyl herself was more focused on the simplistic, but amazing moment the two were sharing. While the two cuddled frequently to relieve any pent up frustrations, stress, anger, and so on, she always found it rejuvenating and refreshing to do something so seemingly fleeting in the long run.
She could never get enough of the perfume in Octavia’s hair, the consistent silkiness that it provided when Vinyl rested her head on it, even the overall warmth and softness of Octavia herself. She nuzzled into Octavia’s neck and sighed in gratification for her luckiness.
“Having fun?” Octavia asked, still nestled comfortably in Vinyl’s grasp.
Vinyl grinned, “Definitely. Think you could skip practice, so we could do this longer?”
Octavia shook her head, making Vinyl giggle as Octavia’s head knocked around her knockers. “I wish I could Vinyl, but you know I can't.”
“Alright, I guess this'll have to do.” Vinyl let out a ‘sad’ sigh, and let her hands mindlessly roam Octavia’s body. She was colder than Vinyl, and now that Vinyl thought about it, she was a little wet, a usual side-effect of taking a shower. Something that Vinyl realized she should probably do, but was too focused on doing the opposite and just cuddling with her favorite person on the planet. The only person that she figured was even a close second would be the hotdog stand guy who somehow has his whole stand made out of cardboard.
Nonetheless, Vinyl knew she had an opportunity for something she’d been hoping for, but wanted to continue her mission of finding the best cuddle position. After a few moments of contemplating, factoring in both Octavia’s and her preferences, and silently looking for the optimal cuddle spot, she deduced that the best cuddle spot to end their leisurely time of snuggling would be on the bed. Once Vinyl notified Octavia they made their way to their bedroom, and to the comfiest bed known to anyone, or at least anyone that was aware of the bed, so probably the comfiest bed known to tens of people.
Vinyl and Octavia flopped on either side of the bed, the blanket placed neatly at the foot of it and the random discs of music, along with an iPod had been moved to the side. Vinyl’s head rested against the side of Octavia’s, her hand ran randomly through Octavia’s smooth hair. They both hadn't said anything since they'd left the couch, and Vinyl was okay with it; she was immersed in the moment.
A smile grew on Vinyl’s lips as she nuzzled into Octavia’s neck, happy to stay there forever, but she gave a small sigh in the realization that she couldn't. Sadly, there wasn't enough time in the world to fulfill her want for more contact with her girlfriend. The long hours of each of their jobs always seemed to cut their one on one moments, and occasionally it would interrupt some of their dates -- a building nuisance in their love life, but, she knew that there was still a small amount of time left to do what she'd been wanting, and waiting, to do.
Vinyl gave Octavia a quick kiss on the neck, targeting the spot she knew Octavia liked, which prompted Octavia to let out a happy hum. She turned around to look at Vinyl, their faces were mere centimeters apart. Exactly how Vinyl liked it, “So, Octy…”
Octavia smirked, knowing that Vinyl wanted something, “Yes, what is it Scratch?”
“So, I was thinking that maybe, just possibly, you'd like to join me in the shower?”
Octavia’s cheeks donned a red tinge, “I-I…” She regained some of her composure, “I would love to Vinyl, but I like to be early to practice and to do so I have to leave within minutes.”
Vinyl knew the response was a given, but it still hurt her confidence. She'd planned for it though, and thus she said what she knew would convince Octavia. “I get you always like to be impressionable, and if I remember correctly, way too early.” Octavia nodded. “Well, seeing as I just came back from hours of constant partying and dancing, I'm still kinda sweaty. Not enough that I assume you noticed, ‘cause I dried myself off before I got here, but I think that you should probably do something to get rid of anything I could've transferred to you, maybe… I dunno…”
“Take a shower?”
Vinyl shrugged, slightly hitting Octavia with her shoulders. “Or a bath, either one.”
Octavia chuckled, “Well I do need to be quick, so a shower should suffice, and I do need some help with some certain spots I can't reach.”
Vinyl hopped off the bed in excitement, gave Octavia a quick private show as she made her way to the bathroom door, and stopped once she had it open slightly. She began to take off her panties, slipping one side just under her hip to tease Octavia. “Care to join me?”
“Do I?” Vinyl raised an eyebrow, “Of course I do.” She walked past Vinyl , her hand slapping the exposed skin of Vinyl’s butt.