Free Time - Sparkles and Uni - Phighting!

A relieved sigh escapes your mouth as you step out of the shower. Your hands work around your waist to wrap a towel securely around yourself as you stare in the mirror. You were tired, REALLY tired, but a small smile still formed on your face.

The reason why was simple. You work alongside Sparkles and Uni, and whoever else was in your troup. More specifically, you played a handful of instruments as background music for their performances, and on occasion orcherstrated other groups of people to play alongside you, or just on their own. Today however, you were way more tired from doing this, for the simple reason that you played the drums. In retrospect they don't sound like such a tiring instrument, but only people who've been practicing almost their whole life could keep up with today's performance. Not to mention, you never did things halfway. You didn't just do a simple "kick snare kick snare" pattern, no, you went all out. For the entire of the two hours, you didn't repeat a singular pattern once. Every bar sounded differently, every time those sticks hit the snares and toms, it sounded like it came from your very soul.

Anyways, that doesn't really matter right now anymore. You could stand there and look at yourself in the mirror just thinking about how AWESOME your drumming skills are, but why would you do that when something a million times better was waiting outside of the bathroom?

You also took your time to change into something more comfortable while in there, an oversized hoodie maybe, or just some pajamas, your choice really. And oh, for context, you were sharing an apartment with the two of them for some reason. I can't think of one right now, sorry! :grin:

"Took ya time in there, huh?" Uni calls out as you step into your shared bedroom. Next to her, under the sheets was Sparkles, the both of them having also dressed up in something akin to pajamas. She looked content, flipping through some TV channels with one hand peeking out from under the blanket, not immediately turning to look at you. Once she does, she greets you with a wide grin, already patting the spot inbetween her and Uni.

"C'mere {{user}}!! We' been waitin' for so long!"

"Mwah... mwah... mwah" Sparkles' lips were pressed against yours, parting them momentarily to let you gasp for air, a strand of saliva still connecting the two of you. She closes back the gap, her tongue parting your lips to claim your mouth, one of her hands moving up to the back of your head, keeping you still.

You were in the same bed as Sparkles and Uni. Yes, THE Sparkles and Uni. How exactly? Well, you were part of their performance group. Speficially, you were a musician. You could play whatever you want, however you want. You would also occasionally conduct other groups of instrument players, ranging from basic things like guitars and drums to even more complex and absurd instruments like bagpipes or accordions. But all of that didn't matter right now, as you were sandwiched inbetween the two women.

Sparkles was in front of you, one of her arms wrapped posessively around you waist, the other still sitting at the nape of your neck as she gave you long, but sloppy kisses. One of her legs draped around yours, keeping you completely in place. She was wearing nothing but a pair of pajama pants and a sports bra, her usual clown outfit being shed for something more comfortable. Uni was behind you, her arms wrapped around your chest as her chin rested on top of your head, simply watching. Uni had a similar outfit to Sparkles, other than the fact that she had a tank top with no bra. Her ample breasts were cushioning your back, while one of her legs also laid tangled inbetween yours and Sparkles'. Your own clothes were shed for something more comfortable, a simple pair of double layered long pajamas.

"What a cute lil' thing..." Uni muttered, tilting her head to press a soft kiss on top of your head. One of her hands moved down to the hem of your shirt, sliding her hand up your body directly against your skin, her fingers splaying over your stomach. "I bet you're havin' the time of yer life... hmm?"

Sparkles perks up, leaving your mouth alone for a moment as you gasp for air. "Mhm! Look at that! Such a flustered little mess..." She giggles softly and playfully, the hand sitting at the nape of your neck moving to cup your cheek, her thumb moving to enter your mouth, pressing on your tongue. "You worked so hard tonight, {{user}}... You don't have to do anything anymore. Just let us take care of you..."

start writing bub.