Sexual Sensations

Vinyl stared at the cellist through the corner of her eye as Octavia looked out the window with her chin cupped in her hand. "Hey Octy," she started.

"Yes, Vinyl?" she replied but keeping her gaze focused on the moving objects outside of the vehicle.

Clearing her throat, she looked forward, focusing her eyes on the road. "I think I know when all of my feelings for you started," she whispered quietly.

"Oh?" Octavia's voice was clear as she looked over to the DJ, a strange feeling sparking inside of her very being. "Care to elaborate?"

"Elaborwhat?" Vinyl asked, glancing over at the woman with a confused look as she pushed her eyebrows together. "Tavi, you seriously have to stop using such big words around me."

"Evaluate, dear. It means to explain something further," Octavia told her with a small giggle.

Nodding her head slowly, she licked her lips. "Why didn't you just say that?" Pausing, she shook her head vigorously before focusing her eyes on the road, looking at the street signs as she spoke. "You know how you mentioned when we first met?"

"Well, of course I remember that, it happened barely an hour and a half ago. Why?" Octavia asked in a curious tone.

Vinyl placed her hands close together on the steering wheel, tightening her grip just slightly before she started twiddling her thumbs. She could feel those amethyst eyes burning deep into her core as she sat there for several long, quiet moments. Finally, she slid one hand off the wheel and grabbed Tavi's, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Octavia, I sometimes feel like...maybe something else can be within our friendship."

Glancing from her hand and to Vinyl's face three times, she finally spoke. "What do you mean, Vinyl?"

"Sometimes, I feel like you're mine. You're not just Octy to me, you're my Octy that no one else can have. You're what I want, okay. It's definitely not because we had sex, no. It's because I love you. I always have from day one that I knew, one day you'd know how I feel about you..." Vinyl's voice trailed off some as she turned into the designated area of which the cellist would perform, arriving slightly earlier than anticipated. Parking the car, Vinyl got out first and quickly rushed over to Tavi's side, opening her door for her. "I just don't know if you're ready to actually be with someone like me," she murmured gently before she closed the door and retrieved Octavia's cello, carrying it for her and locking the car.

"Vinyl, may I speak please?" the cellist asked timidly.

"Sure, I guess."

"Why haven't you ever told me you felt this way, my dear Vinyl?"

Vinyl responded with a shake of her head and a one-shoulder shrug as she pulled open the door, allowing Octavia to walk in first. "I'm embarrassed, Octy," she muttered as she walked in behind her, allowing the door to close on its own.

Turning around to face the DJ, Octavia wrapped her arms around her neck and smiled, leaning in and pecking her lips a few times. She could feel blood rushing to her cheeks, forcing them to become a dark crimson color as she pulled back some, looking at the now blood-red cheeks of her housemate's. "There is no need to feel embarrassed about anything around me, Vinyl. Nothing you do will ever make me think less of you. You're my Vinyl. Not my DJ Pon-3, no. Just my Vinyl." Tilting her head back some, she kissed Vinyl's forehead and gave a small smile.

"Thank you, Octy. With that aside," Vinyl said, looking down at the small space between them, "you have a recital."

Nodding, Tavi and Vinyl rushed through the crowd, attempting to stay low before they got to the stage and went backstage, hopefully going unnoticed by the crowd. "Vinyl?" the cellist called out as she realized the two had been separated.

"Octavia, you're on in five," the stage manager told the cellist.

"Thank you," she replied as she looked around, seeing her cello propped up against the wall in its black case. "Vinyl, where are you?" she asked herself aloud as she looked around, hoping for the DJ to pop out of nowhere. Never mind, she's bound to be in the audience though. Octavia thought as she got her cello out of its case and hurried onto the stage, sitting down in a chair in the center. Slowly, she readied herself, holding the cello properly as she tuned it quickly.

"Tonight, we have a very special guest. Everyone please welcome Octavia Von Clef and her partner, DJ Pon-3!" the announcer said as a few basslines streamed throughout the area.

"Vinyl!" Octavia growled through clenched teeth. Ignoring the introduction, she started gliding her bow against her cello strings, only to hear it backed up with a heavy bassline. Vinyl approached her, a few other instruments being heard in the music.

"Just play, okay? You have a whole orchestra behind you, thanks to me," Vinyl whispered to her. Octavia nodded, gliding her bow across the strings once more, a few more instruments now recognizable and in sync with the symphony she was playing. Thank you, Vinyl, she thought to herself as she continued on with her melody.

=^w^=

Octavia bowed slowly, picking up a rose that was thrown on the stage by one of her many fans. "Thank you for attending," she said aloud into a now visible microphone that rose from the stage. "I would also like to thank my dearest friend Vinyl Scratch, also known as DJ Pon-3, for helping me be here tonight. If it wasn't for her and her friendship, I would have never gotten where I am tonight. I would have missed this due to my lack of trying to keep track of time when we were eating out," Octavia may have put a little too much emphasis on the words 'eating out' as she paused, winking at Vinyl, who's face had flushed in response and a small blush rose to her cheeks. "Aside from that, she's a really great friend to have, but I think I have one problem."

Slowly, Vinyl walked up to her, her smile fading to a small frown. "What'd I do this time?" she asked nervously.

"It's not what you did, but what you have yet to do," Octavia whispered, using her hand to cover the mic.

Tilting her head to the side, her mouth hung slightly. "Huh?" she asked, confused at what she meant.

A few moments later, a slow song started playing and Octavia once again wrapped her arms around Vinyl's neck. "Vinyl Alyxandra Scratch, would you do me the honors of being my girlfriend?" she asked pleasantly as her voice was heard throughout the speakers.

Vinyl's mouth hung agape as she stood there, staring at the cellist in front of her before she skillfully wrapped her arms around her waist, pulling her closer against her. "Of course, Octy," she murmured softly.

Someone from the crowd called out, "Awww!" causing the two to briefly look up, a small blush rising to their cheeks before they gazed into each other's eyes once more, swaying on the stage. Slowly, someone emerged from the crowd and made her way through it, being sure not to allow the two musicians to leave her line of sight.

"Octavia Von Clef," a black haired woman almost the same height as Octy said sternly, catching Vinyl's attention. Glancing down, her lips immediately turned to that of a frown.

Vinyl pulled away slightly, causing Octavia to look up. Tilting her head, Octy's eyes followed, resting on her un-amused mother. "Mother," she murmured, looking at her with a blank expression.

"May I speak with you, please?" Lady Von Clef muttered, motioning her hand towards the backstage door.

With a small nod, Octavia began advancing towards the door after removing her arms from around her new girlfriend's neck, only to have Vinyl grab her hand firmly. "Are we in trouble?" she asked timidly.

"No. I'll meet you back here in a moment, okay?" Tavi reassured her as she pulled her hand away slowly, descending the stairs and walking through the backstage door.

"You always say that when your mother sees you, and you end up running away in tears, Tavia," Vinyl murmured before walking down the stage stairs and sitting on the bottom step.

The next person to perform ascended the stairs, pausing briefly. "Scratch?" a familiar voice said.

"Huh?" she managed, tearing her ruby eyes away from the door to look up into a pair of golden eyes. "Oh, hey, Lyra."

She smiled softly, casting a glance at the door. "So, you're with Octavia, huh?" she asked curiously, knowing her time to be play was wearing thin.

Vinyl nodded her head in response, looking back at the metal door. "Yeah.."

"If you ever wanna have a good time, you can always join Bon Bon and I," Lyra told her with a sly grin, followed by a wink before continuing her way up the stairs and seating herself on the stool that was brought up on stage by one of the security guards.

Vinyl took note of that, and waved her hand to her friend. She glanced back at the door, almost as if it seemed to have been forever since she has seen Tavi, when it's barely been five minutes. Please hurry, Octy...Vinyl thought helplessly before dropping her head into her hands.

=^w^=

"Answer a question for me, Octavia," Lady Von Clef spoke, her back to the cellist.

"Yes, mother," Octavia replied, her gaze focused on the floor below her.

There was a brief pause, followed by a heavy, yet agitated sigh. "Do you know why I was invited here tonight?" she continued, her back still towards her own daughter.

"Yes, mother..." the cellist's voice drifted off, looking upward for a moment with a blank expression.

Turning around immediately and taking a defiant step forward, her mother's voice echoed off the walls as she spoke. "Then do you mind telling me the answer to why I just saw you ask out another woman, when I arranged for you to marry a rich and sophisticated man?"

"So, you heard that..." she replied bluntly.

Shaking her head, she kept her tone crisp. "I hear and see everything, Octavia." She paused again, turning her back towards her daughter as her hair covered her eyes. "So, tell me, why do you disobey your mother?"

Octavia looked at the back of her head with a blank expression as she held her tongue, a look of nothingness plastered upon her face.

"Well?" she stopped. Turning around to face Octavia, she stepped closer, just a few inches from her daughter's face. "Why do you stain your mother's reputation by asking that type of person to be your girlfriend, let alone the fact I thought you were straight this entire time!" her voice boomed.

Octavia remained silent, taking her mother's verbal abuse, like every other time when she lived with her. She looked behind her for a moment, staring at the door as if she could feel the DJ's presence among her. She sighed, looking back at the ranting figure in front of her and shook her head for a few seconds.

Lady Von Clef pushed all her proper teachings behind, glaring intensely at Octavia now. "Why don't you want to be happy?" she seethed.

Octavia made eye contact now, staring directly into those piercing blue, unforgiving eyes belonging to her mother. "What...did. You. Just. Say?" she snapped. This time, she stepped forward, her voice carrying all signs of agitation and frustration. "I'll tell you who doesn't want me-"

"You'd best watch your tongue youn-"

Octavia cut the woman off again, her anger at its boiling point. "The one that doesn't want me to be happy is the one that thinks trying to control every little thing in her daughter's life will improve her own reputation!" the cellist barked.

Her mother gasped, staring at her in disbelief. "O-Octavia, you have emotions?" she stated, a small stutter coming out as well.

"You're damn right I do! It took you this long to realize that?" she rhetorically asked as she clenched her fists in a way to restrain herself from smacking her mother upside the head. "This is exactly the reason as to why I moved out to become independent! It's not worth living in a manor if the cost is having to bend to every whim of your self-obsessed mother!"

Vinyl stood up, hearing a rather excessive amount of yelling coming from behind the backstage door. Slowly, she approached it, cracking it ever so gently. She stood there, eavesdropping on the two.

"...And then you have the nerve to say that I can't be happy with a woman like her?!" her raging continued, the tension in the room far over what was anticipated. "Well, let me tell you something," she paused, catching her breath before staring directly into her eyes. "That woman makes me happier than you or your string-pulling ever will! Do you hear me? She makes me happy!"

Standing there, she was shocked. Her tongue darted out from her mouth, licking her chapped lips slowly before she cleared her throat. "Octavia, it sounds an awful lot like you...like you..." the rest of Lady Von Clef's voice caught in her throat as she stood there motionless with her hand covering her mouth, almost certain of the answer her only daughter was about to give her.

"Yes, perhaps I do," she muttered, looking down for a brief second before locking eyes again. "I fucking love her," Octavia stated clearly before the room went silent, all but the soft sound of the two breathing.

Lady Von Clef stood there a moment, contemplating on what she should say. "You can make a choice here, Octavia," her mother began. "You can leave here and make kissy-wissy faces with your...girlfriend...and throw away your chances at wealth," she paused, looking her dead in the eye as if challenging her. "Or, you can apologize about what you just said to me, and I'll introduce you to the filthy-rich man of your choosing. Thus securing the Von Clef lineage's power and social standing. All you need to say is 'sorry'."

Octavia panted hard, tears welling in her eyes before her chapped lips broke apart and a single sentence came out, bold and clear. "Go fuck yourself." She then turned on her heel, leaving her mother there shaking and speechless as she pulled the door open.

Vinyl scurried for the stairs, only ending up leaning against the wall with a make-shift Monster in her hand, apposed to her regular Red Bull. "H-hey there, Tavia! Back so soon?" she asked sheepishly.

"Let's go, Vinyl," Octavia murmured as she approached her before she turned right.

"Wha-? You haven't even had a bite to eat yet," Vinyl noticed, catching her attention.

She stopped, standing there as a few tears streamed down her cheeks. "Vinyl...please?" she simply asked, not bothering to turn around.

The DJ sighed, glancing at the door before catching up with her. "Sure, I'll drive us home," she told her, putting the Monster down on a speaker, the bass still going strong. As the two walked towards the front door, she kept casting long, worried looks over at Tavi. Damnit, Scratch. Say something! Anything! she told herself before looking forward again. "Hey, Tavi?" she started.

"Yes?" Octavia replied, looking over at her.

The DJ stopped for a moment, noticing the tears travelling down her face. "I heard you while you were arguing with your mother," she stated quietly as the walked through the double doors.

Tavi was silent for a moment, looking forward again. "...I see," she said before looking over to Vinyl again, another tear running down her face. "And what did you think of what you heard?"

The DJ faced her beloved and wiped her tears away with her thumbs, caressing her cheeks for a moment. Vinyl the proceeded to pull out her iPod, plugging in her earphones as the two stood outside, a soft drizzle starting. "Y'know, we never got to finish that slow-dance," she told her, blood rising to her cheeks as she handed one earphone to the cellist. "Would you mind finishing it out here?" she offered with a small smile.

"V-V-Vinyl...that would be lovely," she told her, popping the earphone in her ear.

With her smile widening, she turned on Boch's Cello Suite No.1 she had recently downloaded onto the device before placing both her hands on Octavia's hips.

Tears began welling up in the woman's eyes again, staring deep into those beautiful ruby eyes belonging to the DJ she is now able to call her girlfriend. "This is my favorite song," she whispered before wrapping her arms carefully around the DJ's neck.

"I know," she replied as they began swaying, the rain becoming slightly heavier now. The two were silent for a long period of time before Tavi wrapped her arms tighter around her neck, laying her head on Vinyl's shoulder while she wrapped her arms around her waist. "You make me happy, too, Octy," she whispered before the water works started up again.

=^w^=

As the two arrived home, Vinyl managed to take the keys out of the ignition and ran around to Octavia's side and opened the door for her. "My lady," she said with a broad grin before the woman giggled and stepped out of the vehicle. "I didn't know you had that much fancy footwork," she noted as the two approached the door.

With a smile, she replied, "Oh hush, I had to dance extra well to compensate for your sloppy execution."

As Vinyl pushed the door open, she gave a coy smile. "That's somethin' someone would say if they've been upstaged on the dance floor."

Octavia walked passed her, placing her cello against the wall before facing the DJ again. "You drive me crazy, you know that?"

Vinyl giggled cheerfully. "Hehe, I know!"

Octavia gasped, looking behind her. "I didn't have time to make anything for dinner," she whispered.

"Ah, don't worry about it. I picked up some microwave dinners and you some salad and stuff," Vinyl told her, walking into the kitchen and tossing her a pre-made salad.

"You're too kind," Octavia muttered.

"Oh, stop it Octy, you're flattering me," the DJ replied with a smirk before pulling open the freezer and taking out the waffles.

Octavia looked questioningly at her and then to the frozen breakfast in her hand. "What happened to dinner?"

"This is my dinner," she stated, opening the package and popping two blueberry waffles into the toaster before she closed the freezer.

"Ah, breakfast for dinner. I should have known," the cellist rolled her eyes as she retrieved the Italian dressing from the fridge and drizzled it over her salad.

"Hmph, says the one who didn't make anything in advance," Vinyl countered, looking over her shoulder with a smirk.

Octavia huffed and placed the dressing back on the door, closing it before grabbing a fork in the silverware drawer and retreating to the table with her dinner in hand. "Silence yourself."

Shrugging, Vinyl waited for her waffles to finish. She walked over to the cellist, placing small, tender kisses along the base of the cellist's neck after moving her hair to one side. "I don't want to."

A soft moan escaped Octavia's lips as Vinyl began nibbling on her neck, each nibble just a bit higher than the other before she finally dragged her tongue up her ear, nibbling on the tip now. "V-Vinyl, do you mind?" she murmured.

"Not at all," Vinyl answered immediately.

"I'd like to eat my dinner, please, Vinyl," she whispered as Vinyl's hand made its way around her body to grope her breast, causing her to drop her fork into the plastic container.

"It can wait," she replied, closing the lid with her other hand before placing it on Tavi's inner thigh.

Turning her head to face Vinyl, their lips locked in a deep kiss, leaving Vinyl with the awful taste of Italian dressing in her mouth. She pulled away, her tongue out of her mouth. "How'd that taste, dear?" Octavia said with a giggle before opening the container again.

"Nasty!" Vinyl declared, running over to the pantry to grab the maple syrup, pouring some carelessly into her mouth. "Ahh," she said with a satisfied smile, just as her waffles popped up. "Much tastier." Vinyl pulled the waffles out swiftly and placed them on a plate, covering them in syrup before walking over to the table and sitting in front of Tavi.

"Well, I wasn't the one who wanted to get frisky when we both know you hate Italian dressing with a bloody passion," Octavia smirked, stabbing a piece of lettuce with her fork and bringing it to her mouth.

"Do ya ever wonder what maple syrup and salad dressing would taste like, Octy?" Vinyl inquired, looking up from a mouthful of waffles. "I mean, it could taste like heaven or like you wanna puke all over your roommate's carpet."

Octavia looked up at her girlfriend with a face of pure confusion and disgust. "Why on Earth would you ever wonder what that would taste like, Vinyl? It would most likely taste putrid and awful, kind of like when you tried to make me try that energy drink of yours."

"You mean Red Bull? Ooooh, Red Bull is tasty. Do you think Red Bull and waffles go well together?" Vinyl asked while still stuffing her face.

"Wha-no, of course not! That is just...odd," Octavia replied.

Vinyl suppressed a laugh before finishing. "I was just sayin', Octy."

"Mhm, I see," she muttered with little to no amusement while she finished her own dinner. "Now, are you going to brush your teeth before you kiss me again? I do not feel like cleaning up puke tonight."

The DJ grunted then stuck her tongue out at the cellist before getting up and taking her plate and her partner's, throwing them in the trash. "You should too, miss picky pants."

"Excuse you, ma'am?" she replied with a gasp.

With a smile, the DJ retreated to the bathroom. "I'll be brushing my teeth, much like someone else should do!" she called to Octavia.

"Hmph, that DJ is the oddest person I know, by far," Octavia said to herself before getting up and following shortly after her.

=^w-- Only to have a bucket of water dumped on her head by an awaiting DJ hiding behind the wall. "Haha!" the DJ doubled over in laughter as she stared at a soaking wet Octavia, with the look of displeasure noticeable in all her features.

"VINYL!" Octavia yelled, looking directly at her. "Why would you do this? You've soaked me right through my clothes!"

"That sounds a bit sexual, don'tcha think, Tavi?" Vinyl said with a devilish smile as she held the rest of her giggles in.

Her glare intensified as her pupils constricted. "Now I have to shower because of you!"

"Ooh, shower sex?" the DJ suggested with a excited grin.

"No, Vinyl, I'm going to shower alone this time," she muttered, walking into the bathroom and closing the door behind her, being sure to lock it this time.

"But Octy, I need a shower too! I'm a dirty girl!" Vinyl pleaded, leaning against the door.

"Nope, I need to shower alone!" Octavia retorted, trying not to laugh at the 'dirty girl' comment. "Be out soon, Vinyl!" she told her as she stripped out of her clothing.

"Tavia!" the DJ's pleas were still heard as the shower started.

"Go away, Vinyl."

"But...fine. I'll get you when you come out!" Vinyl warned her before stomping away.

"Sure you will," Octavia laughed slightly before stepping into the warm shower, washing away all of the days events.

=^w^=

Octavia turned the hot and cold knobs, putting an end to her much needed shower session. She pushed the curtain aside and stepped out, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around herself. She wiped down the mirror with her hand, staring at herself for a few moments before brushing her teeth quickly, and then opening the bathroom door and walking down the hall to her room. Closing the door behind her, she sat down on her bed, her long hair almost to her butt. Just then, there was a sneeze from her closet. "Who's there?" she asked, her eyes and head instinctively turning towards the noise as her arms tightened the towel around herself instinctively.

Vinyl pushed the door open, walking out with a bra wrapped around her head. "I didn't know you hung your bras in your closet, Octy," she muttered, removing the piece of clothing from around her head.

"Vinyl!" she squeaked, her arms covering her chest immediately. "What were you doing in there?" she asked in a panicked tone, being sure to keep her legs closed to obscure Vinyl's view of her genitals.

The DJ smiled, walking towards the woman with a smirk before looking over her. "Didn't I tell you I'd get you when you got out?" she reminded her before forcing her to lean back, and eventually lay down with nothing but her towel protecting her from Vinyl's peering eyes.

Slowly, Vinyl took Octavia's hands in hers, entwining their fingers together before pinning them above her head. "Vinyl, what are you doing?" Tavia asked, pushing her eyebrows together. Her tongue darted out, wetting her surprisingly dry lips. Why am I so nervous all-of-a-sudden? she thought, staring deep into the ruby eyes above her.

Vinyl gave her a smug smile before straddling her and bending down, biting her neck gently as she kept her hands pinned firmly above her girlfriend's head. "What's it look like, Tavi?" she breathed, the warmth of her breath gave Octavia goosebumps all along her arms.

"I-I don't know, Vinyl," she replied, turning her head the other way to allow Vinyl more room.

The indigo-and-blue hair belonging to the DJ had been moved over one shoulder as she sat up, locking gazes with the cellist beneath her. "I guess, my Tavi, you're just gonna have to find out, huh?" she smirked and dipped down, kissing her deeply.

It took a moment for Octavia to register what she had meant by that statement after their lips had connected. She sat up slightly, kissing her far harder than she had anticipated, acquiring a pause from Vinyl, only to have her return it with more force than she was giving her. Octavia began pulling away, taking Vinyl's lower lip in her mouth and biting it gently as her eyes fluttered open. "Fine by me, Ms. Scratch," she murmured with a sly grin as Vinyl's eyes were just barely half-open.

"Then this will be a ton easier for the both of us," she smiled in return, diving in for another kiss. The two turned their heads some, further deepening it as their tongues graze the other's, the warmth of Octavia's tongue causing Vinyl to squeeze her hands gently. Octavia lifted her leg up, her knee coming in contact with Vinyl's covered pussy. As if on instinct, Vinyl tightened her grip and slid her hands around the cellist's thin wrists, making Octavia flinch some.

Octavia attempted to push her arms up, only to have them forced back down onto the bed. For someone who doesn't exercise one bit, you're pretty strong, Tavi thought, not breaking the kiss. Suddenly, she remembered she only had a towel wrapped around her body as small strands of her draped over her shoulders, a few water droplets rolling off her body and onto her bed.

One of Vinyl's hands removed itself from around the fragile woman's wrist, making its way down her body. Slowly, Vinyl's hand shaped itself to every curve of Octavia's body as she made her way down, removing the towel almost effortlessly from around her body and pulling it out from underneath her. Vinyl withdrew from the kiss slowly, placing tender kisses along Octavia's jawline while her hand rested on her thigh. Her kisses trailed from her jaw and to just below her ear, and finally down her neck, gently kissing her collar bone.

Octavia wiggled slightly as Vinyl's hand moved from her outer thigh to her inner, her breath seemingly hotter than before. Each of her tender kisses made her wetter with every second. She slid her hand onto the back of Vinyl's head, pulling her back up to her by grabbing a handful of her hair and kissing her hard for a few moments before pulling her head away from her own and leaning up to nibble gently on the DJ's earlobes as her fingertips grazed her cunt teasingly.

Vinyl pushed her slit up with her fingers, sliding a single finger up and down her wet pussy slowly, not allowing Octavia what she really needed in that moment. Vinyl gasped softly as Octavia's teeth grazed against her ear, making her come to an abrupt stop in what she was previously doing. "What did I do?" Octavia whispered both seductively and innocently, all at the same time.

She did not just do that, Vinyl thought with a gentle grunt in response, followed by a small squirm as she felt a heat rising from in between her thighs. Not cool, and I'm not even naked...yet, as she thought that, she took a glance down at her attire, realizing she was fully clothed. She slipped her hand from around Octavia's wrist and sat up slowly, pulling her shirt over her head and tossing it carelessly onto the floor. "You gotta get the rest off," she simply told her before being turned over in a heartbeat and pinned down. "That was the fastest I've ever seen ya move, Octy," the pale woman murmured in astonishment.

"I try," she replied simply before undoing the DJ's pants with one hand and sliding her other under her bra, pinching her nipple in between her fingers before proceeding to take off her bra. Vinyl released a small, almost unaudible moan before leaning up and pressing her lips tenderly against Tavi's.

Just before Tavia had started to do anything, Vinyl pulled away and pecked her lips once more. "Hold on, I have something I wanna try," she told her before getting up, leaving Octavia on the bed, soaking wet and baffled.

"What are you doing, Scratch?" she asked curiously.

"Hold on," she told her sternly, causing her to be quiet immediately. She peeked her head out of the closet with a smug smile. "Good girl. Now, where is it?"

Octavia opened her mouth to speak, but quickly shut it, but watching the DJ's rather toned back, her shoulders in sync with every motion. You sure appear to be more masculine than I remember you being.. Octy thought, biting her lip as she lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. "Have you found what you're looking for, Scratch?" she asked curiously, losing her vibe ever-so-slowly.

A few moments later, Vinyl interrupted the silence. "Found it!" she blurted out as the pulled out a small object from her jacket pocket, which had conveniently been hung in Octy's closet. Vinyl climbed on top of Tavi and laid in between her legs, noticing she had shifted to be laying properly on the bed.

"May I ask what you-" her voice caught in her throat as she felt a rather strange feeling in between her legs, causing them to move further apart on their own. "Ahn~"

Vinyl smirked, a vrrr sound could be heard throughout the room as she gently held it against the woman's swollen clit.

"Wh-what is that?" Octavia asked breathlessly.

"Oh, nothing special, just a vibrator," Vinyl told her before lubricating the small vibrator in her saliva and sliding it gently into Octavia's vagina. She then dragged her tongue across her clit slowly, teasing her as she slid the indigo colored vibrator in and out slowly, the hand-held device immediately becoming covered in her juices.

"I-I have never used such an-oh!" Octavia tried to keep the conversation going, but Vinyl's tongue had begun eagerly lapping up her sweet juices. She dragged her tongue along Octavia's lips slowly as she slid the vibrator in deeper, moving it around in a circular motion as best as she could.

Soon though, her tongue quickly replaced the vibrator, penetrating the panting woman deep with her tongue as she placed the small object against her clit again, swirling her tongue around inside of her and lapping up her sweet juices. Vinyl smiled as she did so, enjoying herself and the way her girlfriend tasted. She dragged her tongue upwards, licking her labia and moving the vibrator away from Tavi's clit to use her tongue instead.

Octavia moaned softly, running her fingers through Vinyl's two-toned hair and moving it out of her face. Vinyl slowly slid the vibrating device into Octavia's wet pussy, moving it around for a few seconds before sliding it in and back out at a steady pace as her tongue danced on her clit. Octy's clit swelled more as she started grinding her pussy against Vinyl's tongue, pushing her face in further with her hand. Slowly, Vinyl withdrew herself, licking up Octavia's thigh with a smirk.

"Wh-what're y-you so ah-amused about?" Octavia asked, slowly panting as she stared at Vinyl. She could feel the vibrator being withdrawn from inside of her, but what Vinyl planned to do with it was a mystery.

"You'll see," Vinyl replied, sliding the vibrator up Octavia's slit teasingly. She gasped slightly before sitting up and hesitating for a moment before finally pulling Vinyl on top of her and kissing her deeply. Her tongue grazed against hers as the vibrator pressed against her clit every few seconds, causing an almost inaudible moan to come from her throat.

Vinyl withdrew from the kiss slowly, kissing Octavia's jaw gently before moving to her neck, nibbling her soft spot just for a moment before kissing down her body. Sliding the vibrator back in her cunt, Octavia moaned gently as Vinyl slid her tongue along Octavia's nipples. Slowly, she made her way down lower, kissing her way down her girlfriend's perfect body. She then kissed her mound softly before grazing her tongue against Octavia's clit once more.

"Maybe I should make you wait to orgasm," Vinyl said with a smirk as she slid her tongue up and down her slit, the vibrations tingling her tongue.

"Ahn~" Octavia replied softly before shaking her head, having lost her ability to talk.

"What'd ya say, Tavi?" Vinyl asked, looking up at her with slightly dulled scarlet eyes.

"N-no, p-please, d-don't mmm-make me w-wait," Octavia stuttered, pushing Vinyl's face back towards her aching cunt. "Please," she said once more, the desire laced within her words smoothly.

"Well," Vinyl said as she dragged her tongue up Octavia's slit, causing her to squirm ever-so-slightly. "Since you asked so nicely, I guess I can," Vinyl then dived her tongue deep within Octavia, causing her to moan softly.

She rolled her tongue around inside of her, lapping at her juices so eagerly, it made Octavia squirm against her tongue before grabbing the back of her head with her hand. Vinyl looked up, catching a glance of a wicked, but the oh-so sexy grin that danced upon Octavia's lips before she was pushed deeper into Octavia's aching sex, begging for her release as her moans eventually turned into screams of pure ecstasy echoing off her walls.

Vinyl slid her tongue out and replaced it with the vibrator once more and focused on her clit now, switching between pressing her tongue gently against it to circling around it teasingly. Finally, after what seemed like ages, Octavia sat up slowly, her body shaking. "If you don't let me have my release, I swear to Celestia I will make you sit on your subwoofers until you cum," Octavia threatened, although her voice was cracking and turning into soft moans.

The woman between her legs looked up, her face holding pure confusion before the threat finally sunk in. "If you wish," she simply murmured before she kissed Octavia's pussy lips gently before pulling the vibrator out and turned it off. After receiving a quite confused look from Tavi, she slid to finger up her vagina, making a come-here motion towards the top of her cunt before sucking on her clit hard.

Tavi released a gasp at first and managed to hold her weak body up for a few minutes, watching in awe as Vinyl sucked firmly on her sensitive clit, before her body collapsed from underneath her, and she fell backwards, where her head hit the pillow, and her back arched.

Oddly, Vinyl paused, causing Octavia to crane her neck to look over her breasts. The two made eye-contact, and before Octavia could second guess it, Vinyl used what she had done against her - wrapping her lips firmly around her clit and humming a perfect middle C, meanwhile still keeping perfect eye contact.

That's what did it. Octavia came, and she came hard, nearly drowning Vinyl in her cum before she could pull away, only to have Octavia squirt, the clear fluid splattering against her chest and neck. Vinyl sat up slowly, looking at her panting cellist. "Octavia, you can squirt?!" she said, her voice relatively low, but still carrying all signs of shock.

When Octavia finally calmed down some, although her heartbeat still raced and she could feel her legs shaking, she sat up just slightly, her breathing heavy. "I'm a what, dear?" she managed.

"A squirter!" Vinyl replied, staring at her.

Octavia finally saw the light glimmering on the DJ's chest and her face distorted. "Is that bad...?" she questioned, a look of worry covering her face.

Vinyl shook her head vigorously. "Wha-no! No, not at all! It's hot, I promise!"

She sighed gently, a smile on her lips before her head fell back on the pillow and closed her eyes, only to have Vinyl come up and leave a sticky kiss on her lips.  When she opened them again, she could see a smug smile on the pale women's lips before she rolled over next to her.

"And what are you?" Octavia spoke up after a few moments of staring deep into Vinyl's eyes as she ran her short nails gently along her arm, sometimes along her hips and back.

Vinyl pondered it for a moment, breaking their gaze. "I don't know," she told her, looking up at Octavia to be greeted with a sexy smirk and a devious glint in her eyes. "What are ya thinkin'?"

"I think it's time to find out what you are," Octavia smirked before climbing on top of Vinyl and kissing her deeply.

THE END