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"Come on Dash, do you have to do this every time?"
>"Hey, I have to make sure. Can't risk messing up my street rep, you know."
"Fiiinnneee, hurry up though."
>It was almost reading time, which meant it was snuggle time.
>As much as Dash hated any sort of affection in public, behind closed doors she was a different mare.
>She loved any kind of hugs, kisses, or general loving behavior.
>Both of your favorites by far though, was snuggling.
>She had gotten you hooked, to the point that you can't sleep right without her in your arms.
>You were always a bit impatient when it came to this, always rushing towards it.
>After all of the locks, closets, and under the bed have been checked, Dash speeds into bed, getting under the covers with you.
>You roll over on to your side, allowing her entrance to your chest.
>She slides her way backwards to you, her back up against your chest.
>You lower your arm around her side, your hand laying just in front of her face.
>You lift the blanket up over your heads, creating a fortress of snuggles.
>She grabs your hand in her hooves, and brings it up to her face.
>She nuzzles your hand, and lets out a sigh.
>"Man, this is always awesome."
>You slightly flex, tightening her lightly in your grasp.
"Yea Dash, it is."
>The two of you lay like this for a while, enjoying each others company.
>Dash begins to get a bit figity after a while like always, starting to roll around in your arms.
"What's wrong Dash?"
>*Hmf*
>"I can't get comfy again!"
>You think for a second while she adjusts again, before getting an idea.
>You sit up, and grab her around her waist.
>You easily lift her up in the air, causing her to blush like mad.
>"H-hey! What are you doing? Put me down you dork!"
>You flip her around to face you, then set her back down.
>You lift your arm again, signaling for her to come under it.
>She gives you a scowl before sliding her way in again
>You pull her close to you, all the way up against your chest. 
>She smiles at you, then buries her head in your chest as much as she can.
>She sighs contentedly again, and you can feel her relax in your arms.
>You take in everything this mare has to offer, enjoying her smell, and her warmth against your chest that seems to melt away all of your troubles.
>She looks up from you chest, into your eyes.
>Her passionate eyes stare deep into yours.
>She gives you a beautiful smile, the kind only a mare like her could give. 
>"I love you Anon."
>She closes her eyes and places her muzzle on your neck, placing her two front hooves on your chest, and wrapping the two hind ones around you legs.
>"And you give some awesome cuddles too."