>Rarity rolls around in Anon's dirty laundry

One-shot from a post full of little ideas in the thread.
Re-wrote it like four or five times but whatever.
Putting it here because I like to save my shit and keep it public even if I don't care for it.

>Pretty average day in Equestria
>Rarity came over to visit you and Applejack at Sweet Apple Acres
>After some tea, she excuses herself to the ladie's room, as she insists on calling it
>You and AJ sit patiently in your living room, when you suddenly hear some rustling and small grunting noises come from the laundry room
"AJ, Winona is at it again. Do you mind?"
>With a simple nod, Applejack gets up and trots in the direction of the noises
>Winona loved rolling around in your dirty clothes for some reason. Crazy mutt.
>Not like it was a huge deal, they were already dirty, but you didn't want her to tear anything up
>AJ stops at the opposite end of the room, staring into the laundry room with wide eyes
>"What the hay!? Uh, Anon? That aint Winona. Ah think ya might wanna handle this one yerself."
"What?"
>You get up and walk over to her as she comes back to a couch, shaking her head of the shocked look that was on her face
>Peering around the corner, you spot the creature rolling in your dirty laundry
>And not just rolling, but scratching her back like a dog
>But it wasn't Winona
"Uh, Rarity? What the shit?"
>She stops and glares at you, cheeks slightly flush
>"What, can't a lady scratch her back once and a while?" she says in an annoyed tone
"Scratch your back all you want, but in a pile of my dirty clothes? Really?"
>Her cheeks brighten up slightly as she averts your gaze
>"Yes, well, you see- they just have such an alluring scent, I simply couldn't resist!"

"Alluring? Wha- Rarity, they're dirty. Yes, dirty. You're afraid of that word, remember? Are you okay?"
>"Dirty to you maybe, but I find them simply marvelous!"
"You need help."
>She glares at you once more as she finally stands up in a dignified position
>"You're no fun Anonymous." she scoffs as she begins walking past you and back out into the living room
"Rarity, I have hands and fingers you know. If your back needs scratching or massaging, you can just ask me."
>She stops in her tracks and seems to ponder that for a moment before looking back to you and smiling, cheeks still showing a faint pink
>"Oh, sure, whatever. Just be a dear and bring along some of those discarded garments of yours."
>Really? Did she really just ask that?
>You raise an eyebrow at her and give her your typical 'nigga you serious?' look
>Rarity winks and trots off into the living room
>Damn crazy mare and her awkward fetishes