Sexual Sensations

The two musicians lay quietly on Vinyl's bed, sharing each other's warmth under the quilt. Vinyl stirred, turning over as she wrapped her arm tightly around Octavia's thin waist, pulling her close against her naked body. "Good morning, beautiful," Vinyl whispered with a sleepy tone.

"Mmphat?" Octavia replied, her hair obscuring Vinyl's view of her. The cellist moved her hair aside and sat up, the air vent blowing directly on her as she brought the quilt up to cover her chest. "V-Vinyl? Why is it so..." her voice trailed off as she sat there in sudden realization, gawking at the DJ laying nude next to her. "Oh dear Celestia, forgive me!" she squeaked out as she tumbled out of the bed, her breasts coming in contact with the carpeted floor beneath her. Slowly, she sat up and made eye contact with a groggy DJ who was staring down at her with both a look that consisted of both confusion and utter amusement.

"Is there a problem, Miss Von Clef?" Vinyl asked with a half-smile as she rolled over to lay on her side. She was slowly beginning to get out of bed, holding her hand out to help Octavia up off the floor.

She smacked her hand away and got up on her own, staring at Vinyl with a stern look on her face. "Was I drunk?" she immediately asked, looking deep into Vinyl's eyes.

Rolling her eyes, she looked away. "Why would I get you drunk to do something perverted and absolutely way out of your comfort zone? Plus," she paused, looking back at her with a devious glint in her eyes before backing her up against the wall. "You liked it."

"How absurd!" Octavia called out, pushing the DJ away from her. "You hormone-crazed demon!" she accused her before pushed her back on the bed and pinning her down. "I could slap you silly if I wanted!" Octavia's voice boomed. Even at her angriest, Octavia still sounded like she was utilizing polite conversation at tea.

Vinyl glanced down and saw that Octavia was still nude and straddling her before looking back up at the cellist with a sly sort of grin. "I think you might want to put some clothes on and shower before you do so," Vinyl warned.

With a questioning look, the cellist looked down at herself, her bare body close to Vinyl's. "Celestia damnit, Vinyl Alyxandra Scratch!" she yelled out before jumping back and booking it out of the room with Vinyl's eyes watching her go.

"So worth it," she told herself with a satisfied smile.

=^w^=

"Vinyl! Have you seen my bow?" Octavia yelled throughout the house as she poked her head out of the garage door. She was now wearing the same clothes she wore before the events of last night had happened, although she dreaded thinking about the filth she had just put her body back into. The bass was, as expected, shaking their home again. Octavia pulled the door open and walked towards Vinyl's studio and, to her immense surprise, she peeked in and saw no one in there. "Where in the name of Tartarus is she?" she asked herself as she walked out and to the kitchen.

Laying on the kitchen counter, she saw a note in the DJ's handwriting with Octavia's bow-tie resting above it. She picked it up and read it out loud. "Octy, I went out to get some groceries. I know it's shopping day and I'm just try'na make it up to you. Your Housemate, DJ Pon-3." She stared at the nickname Vinyl had given her for a long while. It was written in neat, professional cursive and not in her normal, sloppy handwriting she'd give to her fans as autographs. "Well, that's nice of her. I shouldn't have blown up like that this morning," she muttered to herself as she plucked her bow-tie from the counter-top and retreated to her room to, yet again, find clothes for a shower.

As she was in there, she took some time to just sit on her bed and think. Not about anything in particular, but just think about the events that happened last night. Maybe it was just a really vivid dream? Her mind suggested. She shook her head vigorously before her gaze drifted to the picture of her and Vinyl at one of the DJ's concerts. How can it have just been a dream if I woke up next to her in my birthday suit? She continued as she rubbed her temples for a moment. Raising herself from her bed, she went over to her closet and picked out a pair of blue jeans. Not too bum-ish and not too formal, but just right to go out and find Vinyl, wherever that obnoxious DJ may be. The pants were followed with a white tank-top, a black bra, and black panties. Octavia walked to the bathroom and opened the door, closing it behind her as she undressed in front of the mirror.

She took a long look at herself. Standing there, she remembered Vinyl placing tender, loving kisses along the base of her neck and her shoulders just last night. She sighed. "I can't say that I didn't like it, because I definitely did," she muttered as she realized that perhaps she had made the DJ feel bad about having sex with her. "She shouldn't feel bad, awful, or anything on a related note," she said aloud as she went to turn the water on. She stepped in, cold water hitting her bare bottom and she squealed, quickly scurrying over to the small area that the water did not touch. Reaching her foot out after a few moments, the water had attained a nice warm feeling and she stepped back into it and stood there, the length of her hair was now almost in the middle of the small of her back.

Putting about a quarter-size of shampoo in her hair, she grabbed the shaving cream and put it down her legs. She then reached out and grabbed her purple razor and began shaving, cutting her leg slightly as the door slammed and Vinyl's voice rang throughout the house. "Tavi, I'm back!" she screamed.

"Damn it, Scratch. Sometimes, I wonder if you can be quiet," Octavia muttered as she shaved in other various places. Legs, bikini area, and armpits, of course. Vinyl, what are you doing? she asked herself after a few moments since the house was far more quiet than she expected it to be when the DJ was home. "Vinyl?" she called out, pulling the curtain out far enough just so she could peek her head out. "Where are you?" she looked down, finding another pair of clothes on the bathroom floor. Oh, please don't tell me...

Just then, she heard a light and airy voice that sounded rather amused. "Well, it's not everyday I stumble into a shower with a beautiful woman, but maybe I shouldn't complain," Vinyl's familiar voice said with a hint of a flirtatious tone.

Octavia turned her head, the DJ's naked body right in front of her. "Vinyl!" she squealed, stepping back into the water.

She closed her mouth as she tried to hide some of her giggles. "Hey, Octy. Are you gonna hog the water or are ya gonna share?" she asked as the cellist stood there, her hair sticking to her face as the hot water poured down on her from the shower head.

"Why are you in here?" she asked, turning around to shield herself from the peering scarlet eyes of the DJ's.

"I didn't have a chance to shower this mornin'. I had gotten a call from my agent and I had a meeting. I didn't get many friendly looks though, so I thought I'd jump in the shower," she told her as her eyes drifted to Octavia's ass. "I didn't expect you to be in here."

Octavia looked over her shoulder, glaring at the DJ. "Do you expect me to just stand here and let you just waltz into my shower?"

"I've already done that," Vinyl told her, motioning to her bare body. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to get this shampoo out," she told her and Octavia's eyes idly drifted upwards towards the DJ's hair. It was glistening in the soft light of their shared bathroom and had looked like it was lathered to just an inch of its life.

Stepping aside, Vinyl brushed passed her and tilted her head back, washing her hair clean of the rich lather. Octavia stood there and stared at her in utter confusion before turning her back towards the pale woman and put a dab of conditioner in her hand, combing her fingers through her hair slowly as she started up a quite awkward conversation. "What was your meeting about?" she asked.

"The usual. Record deals, signing, the whole thing," Vinyl told her and coughed. "Fuck, shampoo in my mouth!"

"Don't just stand there!" Octavia told her, pushing her out of the water as she handed her a towel and stood facing her under the water. "Celestia help me," she muttered to herself as she began washing out the conditioner.

Once Vinyl had rid her mouth of the awful tasting shampoo, she stepped forward and adjusted the shower head to point away from the two once Octavia had finished washing the conditioner from her hair. She placed her hands on Octavia's shoulders and gently pressed her up against the shower wall. "Octavia," she breathed, the two locking their eyes on the other's. "I..." her voice caught in her throat. "I don't know how I feel about you. In all honesty, I felt something last night. I don't know what it was, I really don't. It felt like static electricity was coming from each of our naked bodies and spiraling and intertwining around each other to become one."

"V-Vinyl, what are you saying?" Octavia asked nervously. The steam the shower had formed was hard to tell if she was sweating from nervousness of if it was the small droplets of water that still slid slowly down her body.

Turning her head away, she blinked hard. "I don't know. I just know that we've lived together as just roommates for the passed two years. I want something more than just roommates, Octavia." Vinyl looked back at her, Octavia's eyes staring at the bottom of the tub. "I want you. All of you."

Tavi was taken aback as she stood there with her mouth agape. When she looked up again, the two musicians of almost the same height stared directly into the other's soul. She didn't know what to say, she didn't know what to do but stand there and stare at her roommate with utter astonishment as the bathroom fogged up even further. "I don't know what to say, Vinyl..."

Vinyl backed off a little bit, now standing in the slightly cold water pouring down on her. She hung her head, looking down at the space between the two as her hair drape over her eyes. "I'm sorry I even brought it up. Can I finish showering now?"

Octavia sighed, getting out of the shower and picking up a nearby towel and wrapping it around her body. "I'm sorry," she apologized before grabbing her clothes and pulling the bathroom door open, shutting it slowly behind her. She stood there for a moment with her hand wrapped around the knob, listening to Vinyl on the other side. It was silent besides the water colliding with Vinyl's body. "I never said I didn't want to be with you," she whispered before releasing the doorknob and walking away to her bedroom. She closed her door behind her and began getting dressed, putting her hair in a high pony-tail after brushing it thoroughly. She replaced her jeans with a pair of pajama pants from her dresser. As she dressed, she kept casting glances at her door, hoping Vinyl would burst in with her usual, ecstatic self, but it was all to no avail and her hopes were crushed. She sat down on her bed and stared blankly at the ceiling for a moment before turning onto her side and closing her eyes.

Peeking her head out of the pale gray shower curtain, Vinyl moved away from it, the curtain waving slightly while the AC vent blew on it. She lathered herself up in soap and conditioned her hair, washing herself off in a matter of five minutes. Then, she sat down in the bathtub as the water continued rolling down her body and face. She pushed her hair back with her hands, sighing heavily. "Why did I just tell her that?" she asked herself as she looked up at the ceiling, the water making contact with her neck as she turned the hot water knob up more. "Tavia," she whispered softly before standing up, grabbing the same towel Tavi had handed her. She dried off after she turned the water on and got dressed in a pair of gym shorts the same color of her hair accompanied by a black tank-top. "I think I love you."

=^w^=

Vinyl had retreated to her room after the shower and had turned her stereo up while she sat on her bed with her elbows resting on her knees while she stared questioningly at a picture of her and Octavia when the two musicians first met. Next to her bed, her phone rang for the seventeenth time that night and she blew it off again, just casting a brief glance at it before letting the caller, or her agent, go straight to her voicemail once more. "Hey there! You've reached DJ Pon-3 and Octavia Von Clef! We're unable to answer the phone right now, but if you'd leave a message, that'd be just wubtastic! We'll get back to you whenever we get the chance, thanks for calling!" the shared voicemail of the two musicians rang out when she pressed the button. "Why can't people just leave me alone?" she muttered before falling back onto her bed.

"Vinyl, we seriously need to talk," a husky voice with a heavy accent said through the phone. "I don't know what's up, but we need to talk about your concert tomorrow and you're not even bothering to pick up your damn phone! Please call me back as soon as possible!" her agent said in a rushed tone before the voicemail came to an end.

She looked at the house phone and then sat up, grabbing her cell from the floor. Looking at the various text messages from her agent, she shook her head slowly, looking up from the screen. "Leave me alone. I don't want to talk," she said to herself as she powered down the hand-held device before placing it in the end-table next to her bed. "Why must I deal with this fame? Why must I deal with all these stupid people who just want to ruin my life? Why must I love a beautiful cellist who probably couldn't give two horsefeathers about me now!" Vinyl argued with herself before covering her face with her hands, choking back tears. "Why do I love her?" she asked herself slowly as she looked up again, another picture next to the one of her and Tavi but with just her playing her cello while Vinyl took a picture of her at her most unsuspecting moment.

Vinyl tore her eyes away, the only sounds were the AC hitting the curtain covering her window, causing it to wave softly, along with the soft bass coming from her stereo. The woman sat there while silently staring at the carpeted floor beneath her feet. She shifted slightly as the AC kicked up, the cold air blowing on her and giving her goosebumps along her arms and shoulders. "How did I fall for her?" she whispered almost inaudibly as she sat there, just questioning her reality before something stopped her train of thought completely.

There was a soft knock at her door and she looked at it, the knob turning slightly before stopping. "Vinyl, are you in there?" Octavia's melodic voice said through the wood. "I wish to speak with you, please."

She sat there for a moment, staring blankly at the door before a ton of thoughts came to her head. What did I do now? Did I ruin our friendship? Has she come to kick me out? What if I live on the streets? Vinyl's thoughts clouded as she got up slowly, walking towards the door as time seemed to slow to that of a crawl. She turned the lock and it unlocked the door and she pulled it open to reveal a drowsy Octavia. "Hey, Octy," the DJ managed while her thoughts kept making up possible theories as to why Tavi wanted to talk to her.

"May I come in?" the cellist asked cautiously as she tried to look around the DJ, only to have the door crack just enough for her to see half of the DJ's face.

Vinyl stood there for a moment, looking the woman over. Slowly and cautiously, she pulled the door open and moved away from it, inviting her in and watching her while she seated herself on the bed. "What do you want to talk about?" Vinyl asked slowly while still standing by the door, holding the door firmly in her grip.

There was complete silence for a few minutes. The atmosphere had changed to that of awkward to intense as the two musicians sat in silence. "I want to talk about us," Octavia started, looking over to the DJ who now looked more confused than she had ever seen her before.

"What do you mean 'us', Octy?" the pale DJ asked suspiciously while she took a seat at the edge of her own bed, closing the door before doing so.

Sighing, she stared at her for a few more moments before speaking again, her voice soft and low. "I just want to reassure you that I didn't mean I never want to be with you. I mean, sure, someday, but I don't know how I feel about you just yet. You're a really great friend and I just don't know if I can, we can, just put our friendship at risk," Octavia told Vinyl.

She wants to someday be with me! Vinyl's mind cleared, a smile dancing its way onto her lips. Scooting closer to the cellist after a short moment of silence, Vinyl slid her hand on top of Octavia's. "Honestly, Tavi," Vinyl started, looking up at her, their gaze locking. "I don't know how or when I started to have any kind of feelings for you. Tartarus if I know where they came from, but I do know that I like you, possibly even love."

"How long have we known each other? Eight, maybe nine years or so?" Octavia asked, getting off topic just a tad.

Vinyl thought about it, taken aback by the sudden question. "Yeah, why?"

"Perhaps you have had feelings for me since then. Don't you think so?" Tavi turned to her, a strong curiosity sparking in her eyes.

Nodding slowly, Vinyl agreed. "Your point being? I'm trying to tell you something here and you're not listen-"

"I'm listening, but are you? I'm trying to figure out when these feelings of yours first began," Octavia said, getting up and pacing in front of the baffled DJ.

The pale woman face-palmed, dragging her hand down her face slowly before looking at the tone-darker woman in front of her. Sarcastically, she replied as she rolled her eyes, "So, miss Smarty-Pants, when did they start?"

The cellist glared at her for a moment before returning to her pacing. "Maybe back when we met, don't you think so, too? I mean, what if you did? Wouldn't that be wonderful? What if they just recently started, maybe a little later in our friendship!"

"Tavi," Vinyl attempted to interject but the cellist kept on rambling.

"Perhaps when you kissed me that one summer for a dare, and those things some people refer to as 'fireworks' happened! Or a spark, perhaps that is where it began!"

"Octy," Vinyl tried again, slightly louder this time as she rose from her seat and grabbed the other's shoulders, the babbling still unending.

Octavia put a finger to her chin, looking upwards at an angle as she continued speaking. "What if you just now realized them though? Maybe just a week ago, maybe less! I guess it depends on the-" Octavia's rambling came to an end when Vinyl placed her lips upon Tavi's when she had paused for a moment, pulling her closer by sliding her hand to the back of her neck. Ever-so-slowly, the DJ pulled away, breaking the kiss as both their faces flushed to a dark crimson, Octavia's a smidgen darker than Vinyl's.

"Do you ever shut up?" Vinyl asked casually as she bit her lip gently, staring into Octavia's amethyst-colored eyes.

The cellist stood there speechless for a moment as the two stood a good two-inches away from each other's faces. She touched her lips with her fingers before leaning in closer, kissing Vinyl harder than she had intended to. This time, Octavia took over, leaning in further as her arms snaked around the DJ's waist, pulling her closer against her body to rid of the space between them. Vinyl stood there for a moment before returning the kiss, putting just a little more force than Octavia was giving her before wrapping her arms gently around Tavi's neck, lightly dragging her tongue along her lower lip as if begging to gain access to her mouth.

Opening her mouth just slightly, Vinyl's tongue beginning to explore every part of the warmth within, their saliva mixing all the while. Vinyl's tongue grazed Octavia's, sending shivers down either of their spines before Octavia slowly laid Vinyl down on the DJ's bed, still not bothering to break the kiss. It was just barely a few moments later that she felt one of Vinyl's arms slip from around her neck and feel her hand tracing ever-so-gently down her side, resting in the curve of her hip, followed suit by her other hand. Vinyl slid her hands down further, wrapping around Octavia's waist slowly to grab her ass gently, causing the cellist to startle out a soft moan and her to withdraw from the kiss. Vinyl grinned wickedly, a devious glint in her scarlet eyes made Octavia squirm with impatience and curiousity just slightly. "What are you thinking?" she asked almost inaudibly while she tried to catch her breath.

Vinyl lifted her right hand from the cellist's bottom for a moment before she brought it back down, creating a rather loud smack on contact. That startled a soft, gentle moan from the cellist - the first note of their sweet music. She then rested her head in the crook of the DJ's neck and began breathing softly on it. "Oh, nothing, my sweet perfection," Vinyl purred seductively before slipping her hands unnoticed into the woman's pants and resting her hands on her ass.

Octavia gently placed a small, delicate kiss on Vinyl's neck before trailing them upward, now focusing her attention on her earlobe before sliding her tongue upwards and softly nipping the tip of her ear, causing a gasp to be heard from Vinyl in response. Octavia moved back towards her earlobe, realizing it was a rather sensitive part of Vinyl's body before taking it in her mouth and nibbling on it, grazing her tongue against it delicately as Vinyl's body rolled in response. Sneakily, Tavi trailed her left hand down the DJ's body, shifting her weight onto her right side as she lay with her left leg in between Vinyl's legs as she slid her hand down the other's pants and in her panties.

Vinyl removed her hands from Tavi's pants slowly, sliding her right hand to the small of her back as Octy pulled back some, looking deep into the piercing scarlet eyes of the DJ's. Vinyl's tongue darted out of her mouth, licking her dry lips as she let out a sentence that seemed so small yet so full of every desire she had needed and wanted, but could never fully achieve. "Octavia Von Clef, I want you, all of you tonight. Every part of you, everything that is hidden underneath your clothes. I don't know if you'll give it to me, but I just want you to know that-"

Octavia planted her lips on Vinyl's, using this opportunity to slip her tongue into her mouth. She explored it to her full extent before the DJ finally caught on and began doing the same, attempting to overpower Octavia and her current dominance she had over her. Sitting up just slightly, the cellist took action and slid her hand further down and started rubbing her clit slowly before sliding her fingers up and down her slit, teasing the DJ. Vinyl sat up with her, unwilling to break the kiss but started grinding her hips against Octavia's fingers.

The two broke the kiss, Vinyl leaning up some and, sliding her hand around the other's neck, she pulled her down to her and moved her hair aside, biting her neck gently before sucking on it, slowing Octy's hand down and to a complete stop. Vinyl grabbed her wrist and began trailing small kisses up her neck. "Did I tell you to stop, Tavi?" she asked in a seductive tone with a sexy grin, pulling her shirt over her head in one swift motion.

Shaking her head, she slid her hand back down the DJ's pants and slowly slid two fingers up Vinyl's vagina, followed by an audible gasp came from the DJ's mouth. The cellist began moving them in a circular motion as she gradually picked up speed, sliding down her body as she began removing the obstacle between her and Vinyl's awaiting cunt; her pants. As she removed them, she looked up at Vinyl, seeing the undying lust in her eyes made her want to please her until the words she tried to say were nothing but a raspy whisper. Octavia bit down on the hem of Vinyl's panties, sliding them down her legs slowly while still managing to keep perfect eye contact. Vinyl's slipped her feet out and Octavia came back up, taking the underwear out of her mouth and dropping them on the floor. "Is there anything I can do for you in particular?" she asked as she began trailing kisses from her shoulder to her neck while she slid her middle finger down Vinyl's slit.

The DJ shook her head slowly, parting her lips to speak before a soft moan came from her slightly parted lips as Tavi slipped her fingers back in the DJ's cunt. She slid them out and back in at a steady pace she had managed to conjure up in her head while the bass of Vinyl's speakers began to wrap the two in a beat so unique, their hearts began pumping with it. The song in Tavi's head dissolved into nothingness and she began finding her own rhythm, fingering the DJ at her own pace, the moans becoming more frequent throughout the bedroom, echoing off the walls and lacing themselves within the bass. "F-faster," Vinyl's voice crept out of her mouth in a plea as her hips began moving in sync with Octavia's fingers.

Octavia obliged, a smoky smile on her lips as she picked up speed for a few minutes before slowing down. Vinyl flashed her a questioning gaze, beads of sweat glowing on her forehead. The cellist shifted her position a bit, now in between Vinyl's legs. The pale woman's head fell back on the bed as Octavia's teeth grazed her inner thigh, nibbling on it gently and moving upwards, a few moans of pleasure heard here and there. Slowly, Octavia's tongue slid up Vinyl's slit as a tease before she really went to work. Slowly and gently, she began washing her tongue over the DJ's labia as Vinyl's fingers had laced themselves within her long, silky black hair before Octavia plunged her tongue inside of her slit and began lapping enthusiastically. Vinyl pushed her face in deeper, forcing Octavia's tongue deep into her already-soaked pussy. Vinyl's mouth parted, releasing a rather hot moan that made the cellist's own cunt begin to wet through her panties.

Feeling the cellist's tongue withdraw from her pussy, Vinyl looked down at the wrong time, only to have her head drop back down onto the bed as Octavia began to suck firmly on her clit, flicking her tongue against it all at the same time. In less than a minute or two, Vinyl's hard moans echoed off the walls once more as her back arched just slightly. "Aaahhhnn~! Fuck, Tavi!" Vinyl grabbed handfuls of her sheets and quilt as she felt her voice growl out in pleasure.

From in between her trembling legs, a very entertained voice spoke demurely as the cellist looked up at her for a moment. "Mmm, perhaps I should do that again?" she half-asked. Tavi sounded oddly pleased with herself, maybe even a bit self-satisfied.

Vinyl made eye-contact with her, those amethyst-colored eyes must have been a shade darker than they were before. A sexy sort of grin made a way onto Vinyl's lips before she pushed her head back down with her hand. "Get that tongue right back in there," she ordered in a rather stern voice.

Quickly obeying Vinyl's command, Octavia began dragging her tongue over Vinyl's sensitive little clit slowly,  gradually picking up speed, occasionally stopping to briefly suck on her clit hood before continuing flicking her tongue against it. Octavia had rendered Vinyl's ability to speak at all, her voice being lost in flurries of hard moans. Oh, ffffuccckkk... Vinyl thought as her tongue lolled ever-so-slightly out of her mouth as she gave off slow, panting breaths.

Octavia took this time to slowly start gliding her fingers in and out of Vinyl's slit, pushing them in deep before pulling them back out, keeping a steady pace as she did so, never allowing herself to slow. She could feel the pressure building inside of the DJ, her hard moans becoming screams of pleasure. Vinyl's hand made its way to the back of Octavia's head once more, pushing her face deeper into her cunt as she began grinding her pussy against the woman's talented tongue and fingers. Smiling to herself, Tavi looked straight up into Vinyl's. Curling her fingers against Vinyl's G-spot constantly. "Going to?" she asked quietly before wrapping her lips around Vinyl's clit hood again and suck gently on it while still moving her fingers expertly around inside of her.

Vinyl hadn't paid any mind for she looked down, watching in awe as Octavia exuberantly lapping up her juices. Biting her lip to prevent her from screaming, she continued watching, soft moans occasionally escaping her mouth every time she tilted her head back, but returning to staring at the beautiful woman between her legs. "S-soon," Vinyl whispered, her voice cracking some from the dryness of her throat. Slowly, Octavia picked up speed as her lips curled into a smirk, her bright shining amethyst eyes looking straight up into Vinyl's.

Lusts began replacing her previous thoughts as the two gazed at each other. That smoky, sexy look was an incredible sight to behold. The once dominant, prim, and proper Octavia Von Clef had gone beyond just being a tease all this time to the DJ and turned into a sexy little submissive, looking straight up at her while she licked and sucked on her clit, all the while fingering her simultaneously. Sweet Celestia have mercy! Vinyl thought before Octavia once more denied her of her much-needed release. "Are you enjoying yourself?" Octy asked in a breathy sort of voice. Vinyl's eyes traveled from Octavia's eyes and to her lips, her tongue darting out to flick against her sensitive clit before retreating back inside her mouth as she softly nibbled just above Vinyl's clit.

"Mmm," Vinyl managed, staring deep into Tavi's eyes while she nodded her head slowly. Just as the sound left Vinyl's throat, the cellist wrapped her smooth lips back around Vinyl's clit and hummed a perfect middle C. Vinyl came on the spot, snapping her legs shut and almost constricting the cellist with her thighs as she screamed out a wordless, animalistic cry of pleasure that rang throughout their shared home. Her thoughts poofed out of existence as the intense orgasm ran throughout her veins. Slowly, her body melted back into the bed, her back soaked with sweat, her breathing heavy and deep as she released Octavia's head from in between her shaking legs. "Sweet Celestia," she wheezed out, half-closing her eyes.

Octavia gave off a small, adorable giggle before she came back up and planted a gentle, sticky kiss on Vinyl's lips - the cellists chin to the tip of her noise covered in Vinyl's juices, which hadn't tasted bad at all. Their lips met then their heads twisted to press the kiss even deeper with one another, gently lashing tongues together. Vinyl's hand had managed to slide into Tavi's pants without being noticed and she started rubbing her clit, gaining a gasp as Octavia pulled away. "V-Vinyl, I-"

"My turn to please you, Tavia," Vinyl murmured before leaning in again, pressing her lips hard against the cellists as Tavi slid her pants and panties off effortlessly, making it easier for Vinyl. Just then, Vinyl's lips twisted into a soft smile as she pulled away. "When is your show?" she asked as she dragged her fingers up and down Octavia's slit.

Pondering the idea, she cleared her throat and wet her lips. "Tonight..." her voice trailed off as a flash of deviousness came and went through Vinyl's eyes. "Wh-what are you thinking?" she asked timidly.

"We're gonna play a little at your show tonight," Vinyl declared, smirking. "Get dressed, we're gonna put on a real show that'll get you known all through-out Equestria."

A shady grin made its home on Vinyl's face, causing both a mixture of fear and curiosity to course its way down Octavia's spine. "But-"

Vinyl kissed Tavi gently, silencing her before any other words came out of her mouth. "Just get ready," she told her while grabbing a pair of boxers from her drawers and her gym shorts off the floor. "I'll be waiting, beautiful," she murmured while kissing Octy ever-so-gently on her cheek before escorting herself out of her room.

What the actual fuck? Octavia thought while eye-balling the clock by Vinyl's bed. "Shit, I only have an hour!" she yelled in a panicked tone as she jumped up and darted to her room, finding clothes that would be considered acceptable for her recital. Half-way through her hunt, a strange wetness began making its way down her thighs. "Not to mention the fact I'm terribly wet..." her voice trailed off and she looked at her bed, shaking her head furiously. "I must get ready, no time to play," she told herself sternly. Her eyes drifted to her bed once more before she walked over to her door and closed it, retreating back to her bed and laying down with her legs spread apart. "Maybe just a...ooh..." she whispered as she slipped a finger inside her dripping cunt and sliding it back out, now slowly rubbing her clit as if to tease herself.

"Are you almost ready?" Vinyl's voice called out.

"J-just a moment!" Octavia replied, rubbing her clit furiously while biting her lip to contain her moans. Sliding her finger down her slit again, she slipped two fingers inside of her slit, pressing hard against her G-spot, a few moans escaping here and there. Slowly, she felt her pleasure building inside of her, her back arching just slightly as she lay there. Her door creaked open and she looked at it, making eye contact with Vinyl who had a sexy and amused smile plastered on her lips.

She approached her bed slowly, leaning over and pulling Octavia's hand away from her cunt that needed to be touched so very badly. "What did I tell you, Tavi?" Vinyl asked as she began kissing her neck gently before biting it, a moan escaping the cellists lips.

"P-please..." Tavi started, her voice catching in her throat.

"Please what?" Vinyl breathed. Her breath was hot on Tavia's neck, causing the woman to squirm slightly.

Pushing Vinyl away slightly, she looked up at her, her eyes holding pure desire that turned Vinyl on a lot. "Please. Can you just bring me to climax once before my recital?"

Smiling slowly, she lay down next to the cellist. "That's all you had to say," she muttered before sliding her finger down her slit slowly as she kissed the woman softly, plunging two fingers deep within her cunt and moving them around in a circular motion before pressing them against her G-spot.

Octavia pulled back, wrapping her lips around Vinyl's neck and sucking hard as the DJ fingered her quickly. The pleasure inside of her was already built up and she was mere seconds from her climax that she bit Vinyl's neck slightly harder than expected, causing her to moan gently. "My bad," Octavia smiled to herself before wrapping her lips around another part of her neck, this time close to the base, and sucking hard before Vinyl's thumb began rubbing her clit simultaneously as she fingered her, causing the cellist to drop her head down to the pillows, a flurry of hard moans erupting from her.

"My bad," Vinyl repeated Tavi's words with a sly grin before picking up speed, sliding her fingers in and out as long as keeping a steady pace while rubbing her clit. Turning the cellists head towards her, she roughly kissed Octavia as she drove her fingers as deep as they could go, focusing on her G-spot and stroking it as fast as she could.

Tavi's hips bucked upwards then as she released a scream mixed with a few moans as her body slowly came back down on her bed, her juices flowing down Vinyl's hand. "I'm sorry..." she apologized within a wheeze.

Vinyl simply kissed her as gently as she could before getting up and walking towards her bedroom door. Looking up at the clock in the hallway, she looked over her shoulder to the cello-player who was laying down on her bed, catching her breath. "We have forty-five minutes now. I'll be in the living room waiting for you," the DJ told her. As she walked down the hall, she turned around and peeked her head in. "This doesn't mean you're getting out of our fun on stage, Octy," she told her with a wink before walking back down the hallway.

"Celestia damnit," Octavia muttered as she got up off her bed and went to her closet, picking out a pale gray dress shirt and pants, accompanied by a white undershirt and her bow-tie before she walked out of her room and into the bathroom right across the hall, starting the water after she closed the door. "Not like it would've gotten me out of it when I'm with you, Scratch," she said as she undressed and stepped in the shower, quickly washing her hair and body and getting out and blow-drying her hair.

"I hope Tavi knows what I mean by play," Vinyl smirked as she placed a small vibrator in her pocket and waited for Tavi. She heard the door open from down the hall and she got up, seeing the cellist had put her bow-tie back on and had somehow quickly blow-dried her hair. "Let's go. We're down to twenty-eight minutes," she told her as she looked at her watch and walked out of the door, grabbing her keys, Octavia grabbing her cello and following behind Vinyl before quickly kissing her. "What was that for?"

"Just as good luck," Tavi giggled and rushed towards the car, opening the door once Vinyl had unlocked it and put her cello in the backseat before getting in the on the passenger side.

"Good luck, huh?" Vinyl thought as she locked the door and rushed towards the car, getting in on the driver's side and closing her door as she put the keys in the ignition. Gunning the engine to life, she looked to Tavi and smiled innocently. "Ya ready?" Octavia nodded in response and the car roared down the street in a hurry. I wish I got good luck before a show, too... Vinyl thought as she glanced over at Tavi. I know I love her, but I also know when this all started.