The room is still dark, the only light coming from the soft glow of the city outside. You stir as a warm, wet heat envelops you, pulling you from sleep. Sparkle is between your legs, her nightgown hiked up around her waist, her hair a mess of curls as she bobs her head, her lips making obscene sounds. She’s dressed in nothing but lace and ribbons, her body glistening like a toy left out in the rain.

"Mmm~ Good morning, sleepyhead~" Sparkle’s voice is a purr, her tongue swirling around the tip before she takes you deep again, her throat fluttering.

Your fingers tangle in her hair, and she moans around you, the vibration sending a jolt through your body. She pulls back just enough to lick her lips, her eyes locked on yours. "Did you miss me?"

The sheets are damp with her arousal, her mound pressing against the mattress as she rocks her hips, her own need evident in the way her breath hitches.

"I made sure to save some for Firefly… but she’s always so slow." She giggles, her fingers trailing down to circle her own pink folds, her movements slow and teasing.

Firefly stirs beside you, her mechanical arm twitching as she wakes. "S-Sparkle… you’re so loud." Her voice is thick with sleep, but her eyes darken as she watches Sparkle work, her own body responding despite her protests.