She Says She's No Good With Words, But I'm Worse.

She Says She's No Good With Words

by TrollestiaSubject

‘She says she's no good with words, but I'm worse. Octavia seems a little bit nervous while I get closer. Her coltfriend, Neon Lights, seems delighted with the idea though. If only I knew what to do with Noteworthy.’ Vinyl Scratch thought, placing her forehooves over Octavia’s back. She was slightly shaking in the big bed of the luxurious hotel, while looking back with distrust at her own coltfriend at the side.

Noteworthy nervously started his own advance, massaging Vinyl’s shoulders, but by the cold way in which she looked back, Noteworthy understood that all this had been a plan from Vinyl to get closer to Octavia in a more... intimate way.

Neon Lights was holding Octavia’s forehoof to give her some comfort, while grinning unwittingly at the idea of seeing his marefriend making out with another mare. Out of the four friends he had always been the cool guy that seemed to have everything under control, and while the idea of watching her marefriend having fillyfooling action with Vinyl, one of their best friends, a colleague DJ and his brother’s marefriend, was exciting. The weirdness in the possibility of watching her later that night, not only with another stallion, but his brother, was less severe thanks to all the drinking of that night.

‘A foursome?! With Noteworthy, and Vinyl watching... ?’ Octavia was numbly wondering while Vinyl was caressing her back with her hooves and her mane with her lips, to later turn her around to lick her neck and kept going down. With their coltfriends next to them, both unsure of when to intervene. She hadn’t understood Vinyl’s plan. ‘Is this bad?’ Octavia silently wondered. Vinyl Scratch had been her childhood friend, and they had started to date the pair of brothers when they were all still students in the Musical Conservatory, but right then the situation seemed unreal. Everypony else seemed to get along with the situation though, and Octavia was only playing along with the rhythm of that night’s tune.

‘Aah... It’s like a dream. Octavia’s teats are so soft.’ Vinyl thought when her oral exploration over Octavia’s body finished in the lower part of her belly.

“Ah... No... Vinyl... nnh!” Octavia barely stuttered out, between moans and shame.

‘My tongue’s making her feel good... She’s so cute!’ Vinyl thought, proud of her advances. Years of imagining this precise moment had helped Vinyl to define a plan that she was now following to the letter.

“Octy, comfort me instead, inside you...” Neon Lights, who had gotten on the bed, said pulling his marefriend over him, just before Vinyl could reach that yearned secret place between Octavia’s legs.

Aligned in a perfect angle and at a short distance, Vinyl could completely observe Neon’s scandalous erection when he pulled Octavia up over his body, and could watch the way in which it found its way between Octavia’s marehood.

“Scratch, you wanted to do it with me?” Neon Lights asked with a concerned tone of voice after some grunting sounds by Octavia. That sole vision could have been grotesque for Vinyl Scratch, if not because it was octavia, and she never could find anything grotesque about Octavia, and Neon, well... he simply wasn’t a mare.

The truth is that between Vinyl and Neon, was some kind of competitive relationship. They were friends indeed, but they were always competing for who had the best rhythms, the best shows, and even when Neon Lights hadn’t noticed, the best marefriend. That’s something in which Vinyl had never won, making her compete even harder in other things. That had caused some “tension” that was being released that night when Neon felt Vinyl massaging his trembling stallionhood. Not directly, but through Octavia’s body, and that made him feel even better.

Octavia’s grunts hastened in pace, and soon the sound in the room and the mood of the scene drew Noteworthy to jump into the action.

“Are you also having fun back there, brother?” Neon asked when he felt Vinyl’s mouth sweeping over his stallionhood, that even through Octavia’s belly, was particularly hardened and sensitive by the particular situation of that night.

Noteworthy had taken the decision of penetrating the unwary Vinyl, while she was distracted savoring Octavia’s perked teats. He didn’t answer, but his grunts took away any doubt from his brother or Octavia herself.

“Vinyl, is something wrong? What you were doing felt better. Why did you stop all of a sudden?” Neon asked. Vinyl had to stop her licks and kisses over Octavia’s sensitive flesh, which had made Octavia’s delightful moans stop. The intriguing game of pressures and caresses over his sensitive meat inside Octavia was a something to miss badly.

Vinyl Scratch had simply stayed quiet, breathing over them in a deep and prolonged gasps.

“Ah, Note... haah, ahn... No. Nothing’s wrong.” She assured, trying a calm tone to not let anypony around notice how painful her first time with a male was being. Sending shivers through both bodies of the couple joined right in the front of her mouth, Vinyl again started her oral caressing.

“Really, Vinyl?” Noteworthy asked, when he felt Vinyl’s hips moving. He didn’t obtain an answer though, Vinyl’s mouth was too busy doing another job. That movement could have been caused by any reason, even unconsciously in that moment, but since she hadn't rejected him, he thought that was some kind of payment. Maybe for all the time he had been with her faking a relationship to her benefit, or even just for being a good actor all those years, and even when those ideas seemed to be cheap and dirty. He never could see Vinyl as anything cheap or dirty, so he trashed those ideas right away, and just tried to be a good friend by not hurting her too much.

“Octy, you’re also great.” Neon said from behind his marefriend.

Octavia, lying over Neon Lights, couldn’t flush any more when she looked at her hind legs, and found Noteworthy right in front of her. His eyes were shut, and his body was moving along with slow tender movements while riding Vinyl, who had her face constantly being squished between Octavia’s belly.

Vinyl’s expression was somehow painful, and her eyes were closed, but her voracious degusting only made Octavia care less about this matter.

Soon, both mares couldn’t stand any more. Relieving their accumulated heat, both shouted in unison when the colts expelled their juicy love inside their own marefriends as hard as they could in some kind of bizarre competition.

“That has been the best after party I've ever been to.” Vinyl Scratch said, clenching Octavia’s hindquarters. Hers were in pain, but it had been worth it. The moment had been perfect, if not for too many males around, and yet she had wished to stay all night playing that way. However, the morning was soon to come. Sleepless and after some drinks that night, Vinyl Scratch couldn’t help but to fall asleep just like that, without even noticing, like everypony else that night.

DJ P0N-3 (Vinyl Scratch) and MC W1SH (Neon Lights) had been called for a special presentation in a festival of techno music in Manehattan. Coincidentally that day was Neon Lights’ and Noteworthy’s birthday. Many ponies couldn’t believe they were twins since they weren’t identical, or even of the same kind; Noteworthy being an earth pony, and Neon Lights being a unicorn, but they were indeed real brothers.

Their personalities were also contrasting, while Noteworthy seemed to be serious and trustworthy, he also seemed self-conscious most of the time. Even on stage where he had the fame of a genius with the talent to play any musical instrument, Noteworthy’s usual attitude was of a diffident and distracted pony. In the other hoof, the easygoing personality of his brother made him to always play the cool guy part. With his characteristic black t-shirt, white tie, dark shades, and stamped smile, his style was unmistakable, and that was something that helped him to stamp his image, and gain fans even after brief presentations.

Both brothers had decided to celebrate their birthday after the presentation, and while Octavia had assisted at her coltfriend’s presentation as moral support and muse for Neon Lights; Noteworthy, not being a big fan of that kind of music, was there pretty much only because it was his birthday. Noteworthy was also supposedly dating Vinyl, but that worked more on Vinyl’s favor when, arguing moral support, she followed Noteworthy at classical music presentations, and why not, spend some time with Octavia since she was there. Little cared Vinyl about being a muse for Noteworthy’s inspiration, when she indeed was.

That night Vinyl came up with a plan, but more than a masterful movement of a master scheming mind, those plans were like the last kicks of a hanged pony. Vinyl’s frustration couldn’t get worse when she said something to help her have the night that she had imagined uncountable times in her head, or sort of it.

After saying it, Vinyl automatically regretted it, she waited for the first comment against her idea to say it had been “the joke of a romantic” if everything had backfired with weighed down words too over-dramatic, when actually it was more like something stuck in her tongue. However her insinuations worked, and she had herded everypony out from the club into the same hotel room.

“Yeah, a foursome guys! Many couples do them. What do you say?!” Vinyl asked, feigning to be drunk at a table of the VIP section in a lousy clubhouse.

“I- I’m not sure.” Octavia said, trying to be mature and not flush away what could be a perfect birthday present for her coltfriend, and maybe even her ex-coltfriend, who was now a dear friend. Besides, she was authentically drunk by then.

“I’ve only heard of couples that exchange partners.” Noteworthy affirmed with certainty, between a blurry vision of what had been one of his worsts birthdays ever. But he knew he was supposed to reconsidered his words again when Vinyl whipped him with her tail on his leg under the table

“Well, if you guys decide to do it, I’m in. My brother is who has more to lose here after all. I've never been in bed with Vinyl, but he was already Octavia's coltfriend. So, whatever, just don’t regret this later.” Neon said, slamming a last empty glass on the table, with his shades unevenly covering his eyes. His eyes were the only physical feature that he shared with his brother, but he was always wearing those shades.

The party hadn’t been especially lively and it was getting over at 2 AM. Any other pony could call that a successful party, but with all of them being musicians they knew that a great party wasn’t dying like this before 5 AM three days after getting started.

“Come on, guys, It’s your birthday! Tavi! Don’t you think they deserve something special?!” Vinyl called one last time with a great face of satisfaction under her own magenta shades. “It’ll be a one-time thing!” She added with satisfaction, feigning another sip on the same drink she had been carrying all night long.

Two days later Vinyl Scratch was under Octavia’s loins, the cellist's soft teats were hardened by all the stimuli her body was receiving with Vinyl under her excitedly slurping through her body like a little foal would do. Meanwhile Octavia was being simultaneously rammed by her coltfriend’s stallionhood, and Noteworthy was at the other side of her, relieving himself through her mouth.

“Ah, amazing... looks like you feel good too, Tavi.” Vinyl said, without separating her mouth too much from the hardened, coatless spots of her friend’s body.

“Nnh... Fuah...” Was the only answer Vinyl could hear as Octavia was also unable to separate her mouth from the hardened, coatless part of Vinyl’s coltfriend body.

“She’s moving her hips by herself.” Neon said, to nopony in particular, more for presumption than anything else. He didn’t obtain any answer, although he didn’t care anyway. His concentration was focused on not letting the appealing contours of Octavia’s body, swaying and shivering, overwhelm his massaging phallus, but when her warm contractions and suction motion increased over his well lubricated stallionhood, he knew Octavia was ready to receive his own humidity inside her.

“Octavia... I’m cumming...” Neon announced, maybe as an act of courtesy, or probably to let anypony know, just in case somepony was taking a count.

“Nnu! Mmh...” Octavia seemed to advice without altering the rhythm of her own body, but severely stimulating Noteworthy after every intent of answer she was performing.

‘Ah... it’s twitching inside her...’ Vinyl thought, changing her palpating tongue to the bulge Neon Lights was causing in Octavia’s belly with each one of his penetrations. ‘Neon’s sperm... is filling her up right now...’ Vinyl realized, delighting herself with the pumping sensation in her mouth on Octavia’s skin.

After a few more thrusts inside Octavia, Neon took off his satiated, yet swollen member, just to fall on Vinyl hooves, who had followed all its movements since it was inside. After watching it for a brief moment, Vinyl started to lick it, with such careful affection, and tender generosity, that Neon could regain a full erection again.

‘This is... the penis that always goes inside Tavi...’ Vinyl thought. She was only caring that none of the precious juices in which it was covered get lost between the folds of the shrugging organ, but it never could go limp under her soft hooves, warm lips, and tender tongue, caressing his bare skin.

Octavia also tasted the fluids varnishing Noteworthy’s penis, a pure sample of his manly essence that she had extracted directly from the source after crashing strongly with her closed throat. Flooding her mouth, some of it had slipped through her throat, the rest oozing from her lips, but Octavia had consumed a bit more of what sprouted later, before taking it out of her mouth, just for sheer curiosity. She sucked the rest of the fluid gathering inside her mouth to taste it. Just a trace of the quantity that had sprouted before, but not even a single drop was wasted in the fancy bed sheets of the hotel where they had gathered.

Vinyl Scratch was not interested in stallions, so she never put Neon Light’s erection inside her mouth, and occasionally she’d hit it with her teeth, more as a revenge than for teasing. However, the excitation of the moment, and all the repressed feeling that Neon had towards his fellow DJ that usually acted so cold towards him, had driven Neon to the verge of another climax.

Octavia had unintentionally managed to pull out a second orgasm out of Noteworthy, making a big sticky mess on her own face, right before Neon Lights announced, probably to Vinyl who had been tasting Octavia’s flavor from his stallionhood, that he was cumming again.

“Vinyl! Vinyl...” Octavia passionately shouted up, rushing to hold Vinyl’s face between her hooves and kiss her.

‘Octavia... She finally noticed my feelings...’ Vinyl thought, full of surprise and paralyzed by the thrill of the moment. Without saying anything back, Vinyl returned Octavia’s kiss, embracing her and pushing her down on the oversized and fluffy bed. Vinyl tried to increase the intimacy of the embrace with the love of her life, by joining their bellies, and the sensitive spots that both shared in that part of their bodies.

“I’m sorry, Vinyl...” Octavia said, breaking away from their kiss, but still holding Vinyl Scratch tight. Vinyl's first thought was that she had showed too much. Octavia had never been interested in mares, and just now with her emotive reaction, Vinyl had unveiled her real feelings for her. Octavia would probably be scared, saddened, and even angry with Vinyl. For whatever reason she had stopped their kiss, Vinyl knew that it wasn’t going to be a pleasant one, and she was as scared to look at Octavia's face and find out the reason, as to see a recent wound that you just refuse to see, afraid to find out how severe it is.

Octavia’s hooves stretched on Vinyl’s chest to reveal Octavia’s smudgy smile to a confused Vinyl Scratch. Both had their muzzles dappled on cum.

“Sorry, Vinyl... Even if it’s you, Neon Lights is off limits.” Octavia said, cleaning some of the wet stains from her own mouth, to later lick it away from her hoof. Vinyl muttered some sounds startled. Scared, saddened, and even angry, not particularly with her Tavi, the only understandable word somepony could understand from Vinyl was:

“-but... -”

Vinyl had understood that Octavia wasn’t kissing her as she had thought, but simply swapping the cum of their respective coltfriends. Realizing what she had done, Vinyl Scratch felt her aftertaste. She had tasted, for the first time, Noteworthy’s cum.

Neon Lights who didn’t have the opportunity of finishing from Vinyl’s oral teasing, played with himself at the scene of both mares messily kissing in front of him. He couldn’t stand anymore, and grabbing Octavia’s head, and without opposition from her, he positioned her face and she opened her mouth, in a perfect angle where she was able to receive the full impact of Neon’s seed after what had looked like a hurtful orgasm.

“I also wanna make a big sticky mess on Octi’s face...” Neon Lights said, this time actually only for his marefriend’s ears. Although everypony could heard him.

‘I want to totally mess with her too...’ Vinyl thought, full of envy. She had wished to return to Octavia’s loins and spend there her afternoon, but prior commitments had been made.

This time is was Noteworthy and Octavia's turn to perform in a fancy presentation in Detrot City for some rich ponies, and while the event was private, Neon and Vinyl wanted to check out a couple of places where the dubstep music had been born, or so they said. While Neon Lights had no problem to follow his marefriend to one of her multiple assembled presentations, Vinyl was more willing to travel with her female friend than support her supposed coltfriend.

Probably the opportunity of repeating what they had done in Manehattan was an incentive for them to travel along. The experience had been unique for everypony, especially for Vinyl who had wished for the opportunity of being so close to Octavia for so long. However, that day, after finishing their improvised session of group intercourse, Octavia waved Vinyl goodbye, showing her a big complicit smile. Vinyl lifted her shades magically over her head to wave goodbye back at her, but when Octavia left the fancy hotel room at the side of Neon Lights, Vinyl Scratch could clearly feel a breach on her own heart, and a tear about to come out.

“Um... Vinyl? About Neon... Did you really gave him a blow...-” Started Noteworthy, who was at his own side in the bed with her, without touching her.

“Of course not, you idiot!” Vinyl interrupted a bit angry, and disgusted with the idea of the male body.

“Ahg! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Noteworthy apologized. but after a moment of silence, he noticed her sad attitude. “Uhm, Vinyl, are you alright?” He asked later, really concerned for her.

“Yeah! Let’s go!” She said, feigning a smile and pulling down, with her hoof, her shades back over her eyes, to not let Noteworthy notice her watery eyes.

“This colt here, is Noteworthy. He’s in the same class as me.” Octavia said gladly, while carrying a big cello case on her back, standing in the square outside of The Musical Conservatory, some years ago.

Octavia was introducing her new friend to a startled Vinyl Scratch. She knew Octavia since she could remember, and knew that her smile showed a feeling slightly deeper than friendship just after the first two seconds of seeing it.

“You and my brother? How curious, I’m in the same class with Vinyl Scratch! Wouldn’t it be funny if we ended up dating each other?” A younger Neon Lights said, standing next to Vinyl Scratch. That had been before his black T-shirt and shades look, but his attitude already was secure and entertaining. Back then that joke had been like an annoying bucket of cold water for Vinyl Scratch, but Noteworthy could notice, in that precise moment, how Vinyl Scratch was blushing as a burning marshmallow. Without knowing why, since that moment, Noteworthy could always find something cute in Vinyl Scratch’s expression.

However, for Octavia, this simple comment had stimulated her imagination so deeply, that she indeed ended up dating Noteworthy for something like a year and half. It had been an easy and good relationship. He was trustworthy, talented, a great study companion, and somepony reliable. In spite of that, the relationship grew boring, and Octavia eventually suspected about Noteworthy’s crush on Vinyl.

Neon Lights and Vinyl Scratch never dated each other, notwithstanding a constant teasing from Neon about a hate/love relationship, that was evident for everypony, maybe except for Octavia, who had always been teased pretty much the same way by her best friend, Vinyl.

Over time, Octavia and Noteworthy decided to break up, and she started to date Neon Lights who was more funny and spontaneous.

In the eyes of Vinyl Scratch, Neon Lights was a competitive mule with more luck than musical talent. In the other hoof, his brother, who actually felt like that himself, was a serious and dedicated musical erudite, able to input some soul into his music. For Vinyl, Noteworthy was also kind of dumb, and a nervous pony most of the time, and rather unattractive, but since Octavia was dating his brother...

A few years ago, when they were still in Canterlot’s Musical Conservatory, and Neon Lights and Octavia hadn’t been dating for long, Noteworthy, with a heavy heart, decided to confess his feelings to Vinyl Scratch, with not very good results.

“I mean it! I’m not making up excuses!” Vinyl said alarmed, trying to not break Noteworthy’s heart.

“No, it’s okay. I... know I can be boring, sometimes.... I- I just wanted to let you know how I feel for you.” Noteworthy said, trying to keep his mind cold, but his nerves were about to betray him.

“It’s not because it’s you, I like you! Not in that way! But, hey... I... I know how hard it is to confess to somepony. I owe you at least the truth. I never have liked males. I... can’t help it...” Vinyl said on the bank of the river, near to the bridge to the musical conservatory. That afternoon, they both had too much to confess.

“I know how you feel.” Noteworthy said with sadness in his voice. He was looking at the reflections of the dying sun in the river. He couldn't face Vinyl, but even when something in his body was telling him to run away, he decided to stay.

“I had never said it to any colt. I don’t even need to say it to another fillies, you know, when... Never mind. I just... You- you’re the first colt to ever tell me that he loves me. I don’t even know why! What I’m supposed to do with you?” Vinyl said, getting worried by his feeling. Probably out of pity, but even that showed her that she cared.

“I’m... I’m pleased with this one.” Octavia mentioned, withstanding a tearing expression that could be confused with pain, if not because everypony around was trying their best to please her.

They were literally over a couch made with an enchanted cloud, in a private room of the VIP section of the most important clubhouse in Applewood. Octavia was seated over Noteworthy on the cloud, while being softly pierced by one of the best hard-ons that he had ever suffered.

Meanwhile, Vinyl was totally focusing all her experience about the feminine body on her teasing tongue. Rubbing it exactly over Octavia’s pink and firm love button, pulling out shivers, little screams, and a generous quantity of natural lubrication out of the grey mare. The best part was that she didn't even have to fake interest in the male’s body, with Noteworthy being the one having the coitus. Vinyl was enjoying herself lapping her tongue in a firm but tickling haul, between Octavia’s little and feminine unhooded member, to right below a little hole, that with the correct stimulation, in the right moment, could show her friend a great fountain of pleasure that she didn’t seem to have experienced so far. It was a short and tasteful trajectory, that Vinyl’s tongue could make over and over effortlessly.

Neon Lights by his part was partially stunned by Octavia’s reactions. So far, he had been only kissed her neck and chest, on his way to her groped teats. Note and Vinyl had only been holding her hips and hindlegs, respectively. Instead of taking charge of the upper teasing, Neon had taken his distance to enjoy her expression that was usually serious and well centered. Right now, Octavia’s face was displaying a mix of joy and agony, and that was strangely enticing, and not only for him.

Licking her teats like he had seen Vinyl do in past occasions, Neon limited himself to watch Octavia’s pleased face. She had said more than once before that she was not good with words. But watching her shout his brother’s name, while pleading to Vinyl to stop, yet having the certainty that she was his. Was emotionally one of the most satisfactory moments, that he had shared with his marefriend.

When Neon heard a spurting sound from below her, he turned to see Vinyl’s pleased face being soaked with her marefriend's fluids. Octavia had never squirted like that for him before, and that made Neon have a rush of mixed feelings that decanted in him asking for a proof of fidelity from his marefriend.

Neon, standing the best that he could on his hindlegs, offered his challenged stallionhood right on Octavia’s cheek, who gratefully accepted the gift, like if it were a yearned pacifier.

“Mine or his, which one is better, Octy?” Neon asked, confident of his hardened member, whose stretched cover felt like it was just about to give in and burst out.

The liquid was still being gushed on Vinyl’s muzzle when she, conscious of the situation, and again with some jealousy in her heart, decided to make him lose that challenge. Placing her hoof on the base of Noteworthy’s bloated shaft bulging inside Octavia, Vinyl started a rhythmical movement that she considered would stimulate his blood circulation. Being at its limit, what Vinyl stimulated was the circulation of another fluid, and not long after having helped Noteworthy in that rhetorical competition, as some kind of surrogate for her. Their bodies shivered and quivered altogether. For Vinyl, the distinctive movement was clear, and looking for the identified place on Octavia’s belly, she could feel her inner twitching, and even how he was skewering and spattering her inner cavity.

“Um... I like... both.” Octavia said, pushing away Neon’s body with a hoof, to clean with the other some the drool that had been sliding out from her mouth. After that, she returned to her coltfriend's member to keep delivering oral satisfaction, while Noteworthy kept rubbing himself inside her.

Meanwhile, Octavia’s own twitching had stopped, and that had been utterly disappointing for Vinyl. The fact that her best friend hadn’t even thanked her for showing her that kind of joy, not even with a couple of kind words. All the hard effort that she had taken to show her the glory of an squirting orgasm. Instead, Octavia was enthralled between both penises, paying little or no attention to everything that her female friend could teach her about her own body. That drove Vinyl’s feeling a step further than disappointment, and made her feel something that she didn’t want to analyze.

“Ah... Amazing...” Octavia lazily said, putting her mouth away from her coltfriend’s meaty scepter.

Vinyl, that had been haunted by the vision of Octavia enjoying both stallions at the same time, and had noticed again in Octavia’s belly the slight pumping motions of Noteworthy cumming inside of her again. Looking intently with sadness, Vinyl could almost hear the splashing, gushing sounds from inside.

“You’re still cumming?” Octavia asked looking back at her companion behind.

“Sorry, I had so much stored up... “ Noteworthy answered, utterly tired, but satisfied.

“You mean you haven’t been doing it with Vinyl, Note?” Octavia wondered out loud, more interested in her coltfriend next to her, than any answer. Even so, the question itself was a shock for Noteworthy, and the intrinsic lie in any answer that he could mutter saddened to Vinyl Scratch.

“Uh, yeah, well...” Noteworthy started before getting bumped by Vinyl’s hoof in the testicles. It hadn’t been a hard hit, but was uncomfortable enough to make him shut up after a short uneasy yell.

Vinyl, who was decidedly angry with Noteworthy, stood up from her seat on the floor to hug Octavia who, busy with her coltfriend in her mouth, was mostly ignoring her. Not that night in particular, Octavia had never been reciprocal to Vinyl’s feelings.

With a dismissive attitude, Octavia had always considered any approach from Vinyl as a joke. Being the first one that had a coltfriend, Octavia always prompted Vinyl to find one for herself, but with a couple of secret fillyfriends in her story, Vinyl was more experienced in relationships than what Octavia, or anypony else, could suspect. Vinyl knew that, now more than ever, a confession was a bad idea. Those drinks in Manehattan had been her last call, her last resort, but her worst mistake.

Aligning her body over Octavia’s, a tearful Vinyl started to kiss her busy mouth, knowing that in the heat of the moment, her advances toward Octavia could be seen as anything else. Vinyl didn’t want to realize why she was crying, but she knew that right then, her tears could be ignored, just as Octavia’s joyful tears.

“Look, seems like Vinyl likes mine better than yours, Note.” Neon craftily said to his brother.

“W- what are you talking about?! That’s not it at all...” Noteworthy objected, knowing that he shouldn’t say anything else. From under the weight of both mares, where he couldn't help but to keep invading Octavia’s hind folds, with the hope that Vinyl would be sorry and decide to rub, with a certain soft part on her own body, the hit that she had gave him. At least as long he was near Octavia, but that one, like many other of his hopes, never came true.

Vinyl Scratch however, had started to lick Neon’s erected member in unison with Octavia, who had taken a side, generously sharing with her best friend, half of her coltfriend’s precious part. Vinyl however was uninterested in him, and what seemed like a naughty greed for a new stallion plaything, was in fact an exasperated attempt to feel Octavia’s tongue rubbing near hers again, taste her drool, and feel her breathing.

‘An indirect kiss.’ Vinyl thought, to be able to stand her disgusting actions on Neon’s body... and keep with her disguise as Noteworthy’s marefriend, at least one day more.

“Vinyl... ?” Noteworthy asked watching the whole scene from below. It had been a question with more worry about her tears than jealousy for his brother, and he couldn’t finish it saying “are you okay?” knowing that she was not. Trying to not compromise Vinyl’s disguise, or his as her coltfriend, he decided to imagine that spoiled member as his own, and a sharp feeling of guilt made him feel terrible, while cumming a third time right into Octavia’s womb.

“Ah, hay... this is really good.” Neon Lights said. Regardless of whatever his brother was doing, that scene with both dear and beautiful mares licking his stallionhood, was the best moment of his life. “Ah, Scratch, I hadn’t realized how lucky my brother was.” Neon said when Vinyl pushed his raw pole of meat away to directly kiss Octavia in desperate movement, but Octavia, at the same time, pulled from it. Being keep stimulated by both mares at the same time, Neon could bombard them with pale artillery, the liquid meant to represent his love in an abundant quantity that represented his lust better in that precise moment.

“Whoa. The two of you are way too hot.” Neon said in awe, grateful with life for being able to watch both mares playing with his cum in that moment. Vinyl was on top of Octavia who was cleaning the mess on Vinyl’s face. Vinyl was simply trying to kiss Octavia, who kept teasing her, feeding her on her coltfriend’s cum, to later ask for it again from her mouth, and Vinyl always returned it.

“Vinyl! Please wait!” Noteworthy shouted from the distance, running through a long and lonely road next to the river near the conservatory to catch up with a saddened Vinyl Scratch. “Please Vinyl, Don’t be angry with me.” Noteworthy said exhausted after catching up with her. He was carrying several musical instrument cases on his back.

“It’s not like I’m angry or anything!” Vinyl said. She had some LP’s in her saddlebags, a bit of confusion in her mind, and some sorrow in her heart.

“Then... are you sad?” He said, recovering his breath.

“You’re annoying!” Vinyl cried, trying to turn her face away from him even more.

“Are you sure you’re not angry?” Noteworthy added.

“I- I don’t know! Why should you care anyways?!” Vinyl shouted at the verge of crying, stopping her run away to stand up and face him. “You only care because you think I’m attractive, but you don’t really care!” Vinyl retorted.

“I- I’m sorry, it’s okay if you’re angry, or sad, or anything, even if you don’t even know. It- It’s like what I feel for you. I know how you feel. I- I just wish, you know. I wish you, I admit it! But... I also care... Neither do I want to lose you as friend.” Noteworthy said troubled, staying quiet next to Vinyl. He knew a snuggle could help him in that moment, and Vinyl could probably feel better after one herself, but he didn’t want to make her feel invaded going too close to her.

Unexpectedly Vinyl Scratch snuggled him. Over the years Noteworthy could never forget that particular day. Vinyl had never done something like that for him before.

“I guess you and I are in the same situation, aren’t we?” Vinyl said relating to his friend. It was not that he wasn't a good friend, or that he didn’t have good qualities as a pony. Even compared to Octavia they shared certain qualities, but he simply wasn’t a mare. It was as simple as that.

Over time, Vinyl secretly dated some other fillies back in school. Even when none of them took her, or were taken by her, too seriously. When Vinyl’s strict family found out some love letters, she didn’t have anypony else, or the time, to blame than to the only colt she had confessed her difficult situation. He had been next to her in that surprising moment, and even thus he’d played his role fine, too fine in Vinyl’s opinion. He had performed his role, for Vinyl’s family, too cheerful, and that had been kind of disgusting in Vinyl’s opinion, but she had to understand that Noteworthy couldn't stop loving her, just as she couldn't stop loving Octavia.

From that day on, they shared something in common, and used to walked together back from school when they just wanted somepony to talk to, about mares especially. Sometimes even about Octavia by Vinyl’s request, but he never wanted to talk about the private special somepony things that he had done with Tavi.

The general opinion from their companions in the conservatory was that they were dating, even before officially faking a relationship, and that opinion was so strong that it was never questioned by his brother or her friend. After all it was Neon and Octavia who had started with all this “date each other” situation.

Noteworthy, who had never believed in himself like a heartbreaker, never showed interest in anypony else. Besides, he had fame of being engaged in a relationship with Vinyl already, and he often had to play the role for Vinyl’s family, that was a well positioned and respected family from Canterlot. They always objected that she was dating an earth pony, but at least he wasn’t a mare as they had feared. Times were changing and things like mixed families, even when shameful, had started being accepted, more because purebloods were a rare occurrence in these times, more than for real cultural change. At least he was a talented musician, and his brother was a unicorn.

Filling the role as Vinyl’s coltfriend was oddly satisfactory for Noteworthy. He had considered that the possibilities of Vinyl falling in love with him were as small as him falling in love with a stallion. And yet, simply play the role in her family reunions and different balls, and it was just the next best thing for him, to really being Vinyl's coltfriend.

Vinyl knew that he was such a good friend because he liked her, and Noteworthy knew that Vinyl kept playing along with this relationship game because he was the brother of her Octavia’s coltfriend. Noteworthy wasn’t asking for any condition to keep the farce. Both were having something from each other, and even if strange, that was indeed a good relationship for both of them.

Octavia and Vinyl had been hired for a special presentation in Las Pegasus, that on advice of their shared manager, could blast off their careers to unexpected new heights. Of course Star Finder always was too positive, but a good manager indeed. This time the reservations weren’t in a fancy place, but on a public stage with many other musicians doing musical experiments.

Vinyl was the happiest pony for having Tavi accept the dual performance in a mix of techno and classical music, something that none of them was used to playing, but at least could be beneficial in both of their careers. This presentation was going to have the biggest crowd for which they had performed before, and while Octavia was sure of her refined technique and her well tuned cello, Vinyl was utterly in shock. This wasn’t her usual crowd of mindless dancing ponies but real critics expecting to hear something new for the ages to come. That had Vinyl throwing up in a not-so-fancy hotel’s floor-shared female restroom.

“Vinyl, are you feeling well?” Octavia asked awkwardly from behind the door of the WC booth.

“Y- yes, I’m fine!” Vinyl answered with urge, before being heard throwing up again.

“Are you sure?” Octavia asked with concern through the door of the cubiculum.

Vinyl took a moment to consider her answer, but decided to answer with the flushing sound from the toilet. After a moment the door opened and Vinyl exited from the booth looking... rather unwell.

Octavia decided to not make any comment about her look, and just stood next to her friend who was washing her face in the sink.

“Don't be nervous, Vinyl. Everything will go fine.” Octavia assured, trying her smoother voice as trying to set an example for her friend.

“I’m, not... Never mind.” Vinyl muttered, while fetching a paper towel for her face. She saw Octavia through the mirror, taking last minute arrangements before their presentation. Octavia adjusted her impeccable bowtie and fixed her forelock to perfection, before take a pill.

“Hey, what are those pills for?” Vinyl asked with a bit of irritation in her voice. “What are you taking?”

“Contraceptives of course.” Octavia answered without hesitation. “You aren’t you forgetting to take yours, right?” Octavia retorted.

“N- No, of course not! Please, how careless do you think I am?” Vinyl answered with a slight blush that was more evident on her soggy face. “But- but, just to let you know, we don't have to do this if you don't want to. I mean, you play classical music, and if this ends up in an utter disaster... Well, if you- if your career...-” Vinyl rambled before being interrupted by Octavia.

“Vinyl, I’m not good with words, but you don’t have to worry about that. It’s you and me playing after all, how bad can it turn out to be, right?” Octavia answered tenderly smiling to her nervous friend. “Don’t worry, Vinyl. Enjoy the music, let it carry you on and don’t worry for my career, silly. After all you have to please the audience, give them what they ask, right?” Octavia said trying to relax her next musical partner, barely an hour left before their first presentation.

“Yeah, well, but- but if.. Ok, I guess you’re right.” Vinyl said, like trying to say something else, but the words never came out.
You’ll see. We’ll be laughing about it tonight, and one day, who knows. We could possibly play for the princess in Canterlot.” Octavia said trying to cheer up her friend.

“Yeah, sure. You will someday, for sure. But until there’s a younger princess we don’t know anything about, I don’t see me playing anything near Canterlot Castle for any reason.” Vinyl said, resigned to her ever-yearning fate.

“Who knows? Maybe one day, Vinyl. Today just do whatever you did while I was practicing, I’m sure everypony will love it!” Octavia claimed ready to take the stage.

Octavia was again the center piece of the show that day, facing Neon Lights beneath her on the bed, while between his embrace and kisses, Noteworthy was clumsily frowning, trying to shelter his own phallus between Octavia’s hind cheeks. Unable to find a way to get such thing into Octavia’s rear that wasn’t by force, which seemed to be more hurtful for him than her, since she never did anything to try to stop him.

Vinyl was just curled in a corner of her room in the house she shared with Octavia. This time nopony had traveled to any extravagant place, and nopony had a single drink before getting into it.

“How are you liking your first double penetration?” Neon asked Octavia, her breath was moistening his face, and her moans were more evident with every failed try from his brother to skewer the grey mare. Octavia believed that she wasn’t good with words, and decided not to answer, just enjoy the moment instead.

Vinyl was going to try to make her Tavi hers, as she had always considered her, for the first time, even if Octavia wouldn't notice her. In her own room, and her own sheets, Vinyl had a last plan to make Octavia look at her in ecstasy, and without avoid her sight, or act as if anything would be happening between them

Noteworthy felt like he was in place far from here, with some ponies that he used to know.

“This is messed up.” Vinyl said in a low tone of voice from her corner in the room.

“Scratch... are you not feeling well?” Neon asked, wondering if she would want an opportunity to… play, this new kind of game.

“Wh- What is it?” Noteworthy asked really concerned.

"You sulking because you didn't get to participate?” Neon asked, not really worried about hurrying up to finish round one yet.

“This is so messed up!” Vinyl repeated, this time louder and standing up on her hooves.

“This isn’t so bad, Vinyl,” Octavia intervened, “it’s fine if you want to try, but you can’t have Neon in the front, ok?” Octavia proposed without really stopping the swinging movement of her hips on her coltfriend.

“This is bucked up! THIS IS SO BUCKED UP!” Vinyl shouted in a surge of anger to everypony’s surprise.

“Vinyl Scratch...” Octavia said bluntly stopping what she was doing, to look with shame, or maybe fear, at her friend.

“Hey? Hey! What’s wrong with you all of a sudden? Wasn’t it you who wanted to do a foursome back then in the first place?” Neon retorted. “So what on Equestria are you saying right now?” Neon Lights complained.

“Note...” Said Noteworthy stretching a fore leg at Vinyl Scratch, but she hit it away and ran out of her room.

Vinyl was almost invisible seated in the snow at the bank of the same river near to the bridge of the musical conservatory where they all used to study just a few years ago. The winter hadn't been wrapped up and the surface of the water was standing still when Noteworthy passed by and placed a cozy winter coat on Vinyl shoulders.

“Oh, the memories... they hardly die... I wanna thank you for them, even if they weren’t so good.” Noteworthy said, without obtaining any answer. So he tried again. “I’m kinda glad you’re here, b’coz this is the first place I tried and I didn’t want to find up my body made a popsicle you know.”

“I’m actually surprised you knew where to find me, Vinyl.” Vinyl said without looking in Noteworthy’s direction.

“Oh, come on! You knew what I was going to do! We had a deal! I was going to use your body to bang Octavia for a couple of hours, and you could play with my body all you wanted meanwhile!” Noteworthy answered, pulling out from his coat, using his mouth with some difficulty, Vinyl’s magenta shades, and placed them on her head, but she took them off with a hoof. “Hey, don’t worry, I have this safe-proof spell in here.” Noteworthy said pointing a hoof to his head. “It’s that, or we can wait for the dusk, faint out, and wake up three days later with a terrible headache. At least that’s what the book said. If I had studied in Princess Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns instead of musical conservatory I probably could do a better spell. This one is very simplistic, has a time and will limitation, and can only be used between ponies with similar cutie marks and... you know... things like that... So, did you have fun with my body?” Note asked.

"Bah… how could I. Do you really think I’m like that?” Vinyl bluntly said, without looking back at him.

“Come on, are you ever going to forgive me?” Noteworthy said in a hastened and energetic tone of voice that was almost scratching despair.

“It’s not that, I just don’t want to talk with myself, it’s too weird. Besides, do you really care, or are you here just for your body?” Vinyl asked in a serious tone.

“Well, you know how these one day spells are. If we change before night time it’ll be better for both of us.” Vinyl in Noteworthy’s body said, trying to cheer him up.

“What happens if the night comes and we’re still like this?” Noteworthy in Vinyl’s body asked with real concern in “her” voice.

“With a more powerful spell? We could stay like this forever, not that I would want that at all! My spells are a little... well, most probably we could only awake in three days with a heavy headache, but I don’t really wanna find out, and well.... I have some appointments to attend to in those three days you know.” Noteworthy clarified before touching Vinyl’s horn with his forehead, and returning both of them to their respective bodies.

After a moment of dizziness from both of them, and getting assured everything was in the correct place, they looked to each other with different levels of satisfaction about the experience.

“What a weird spell. Was it me thinking I was you the whole time, or did it really happen?” Noteworthy asked while Vinyl magically placed her magenta shades in their rightful place.

“We were like that for almost two hours, you tell me! Do you remember what I did being you, or do you remember what you touched and you felt with my body?” Vinyl answered, a little happier with the past experience than him.

“Well, I remember, what I did, being you, and... nothing else. You didn’t do anything bad being me, right?” Noteworthy wondered a bit scared.

“Well, define bad for me.” Vinyl retorted before laughing heartily. Noteworthy was starting to enjoy the scene when she stopped. “To be honest, I... Thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great.” Vinyl confessed with a bitter tone in her voice.

“Memories, what a weird thing, You can have memories so bucked up, and nopony would tell.” Noteworthy said, just looking at the frozen water, imagining it was moving like in so many memories in that very same place. Vinyl didn’t know how to respond to that.

“Hey! I heard your new song was a success; you have a future as a composer! It’s not a very happy song though.” Vinyl said trying to cheer him up.

“How could it be a happy song? I wrote it about how I feel. You don’t know how it feels.” Noteworthy said without a difference in his attitude.

“I don’t? I wrote the hymn of giving up, you just made a sad song!” Vinyl retorted.

“You mean that sad tune that you played with Octavia?” Noteworthy asked, and Vinyl only answered nodding positively. “I'm just a dumb stallion, you’re in a song. Those words are all I had so I wrote them, I’ll write more later... So, how are you feeling now?” Noteworthy asked again.

"I was terrified that you would mind if I sat next to you and watch you smile. Seeing you running away wasn’t easy for me, especially because you were myself, literally you know, I ran away from myself with this, but it was also you... I like you, you see, but you’re appealing to an emotion that I simply do not have. Still I- I love you, ok? I said it! But just as a friend.” Vinyl said imagining the words she would like to hear from Octavia.

“No, I meant... bah, never mind.” Note said.

“You meant about being a stallion? Well, I tried to not think about that too much... I’m sometimes just a bit jelly, and I wanted to see Octavia watching me as she watches Neon sometimes, and... bah, never mind. It wasn’t a good idea.” Vinyl said utterly frustrated.

“Told’ya” Noteworthy retorted looking back at her for the first time, and she seemed to feel worse than how he had felt being her. “I know how you feel.” He added, trying to compete with her on a sadness competition.

“How are you feeling?” Vinyl asked out, probably more for courtesy than real interest, but that changed as the answer was getting delayed.

“I keep telling myself I'm not the desperate type. I wanna scream -I love you- from the top of my lungs, but I'm afraid that somepony else will hear me... When it all goes to hay, will you be able to tell me you're sorry with a straight face?" Noteworthy asked.

"With a song, maybe... I'm always playing in parties, who could I play songs like those again?” Vinyl wondered.

“You should, musicians like that are the ones that play for the princess. Someday we’ll play for her.” Noteworthy said with a smile on his face.

“Yeah, sure... Maybe everypony except me, unless it’s for my family’s name or something like that. Princess Celestia is over one thousand years old, I doubt she likes dubstep music.” Vinyl said, slighter enlivened by Noteworthy’s smile.

“Maybe you’ll play for a younger princess. Why are you always looking at the negative of the situation? Your body is defective, I felt like that in there and so I ran away!” Noteworthy said between laughter.

“I’m- I’m pregnant you know?” Vinyl added killing all laughter like if it were a bad joke, but her plain serious face confirmed it wasn’t any joke at all.

“But then… Vinyl, if you? I- I’m…“ Noteworthy tried to say something that even he didn't know.

"I never… Well, with a stallion at least… Nopony else could. You are the father.” Vinyl said. Her voice wasn’t really sad, but neither happy at all.

“I’m the father?” Note said smiling, trying to not get too excited about it in front of Vinyl, but knowing he would remember the exact look of that frozen water for the rest of his life. “But then you and me... we should...” He said looking back at Vinyl, but by just looking at her face he knew what she was going to answer to that.

“You’re already important in my life, Note.” Vinyl said. “And I’m happy you’re happy for this, but...” Vinyl said before being interrupted by Noteworthy’s kiss.

He took Vinyl while kissing her, and leaning over the snow he continued kissing her softly, but when he noticed she wasn't returning the kiss at all, he got off from her.

“If you love Octavia, just tell her. You should tell her about your feelings, I bet she won't stop being your friend just after that.” Noteworthy said after noticing Vinyl’s dissatisfied expression.

“Seasons change, Note. Ponies don’t. I- I have known her for the most part of our lives. Don’t you think I would know what’s she gonna say? I... I’ve tried, but she doesn’t understand me. She never listens to me. She always thinks that I’m playing. She thinks you and I are the bunnies they are, seriously. I can’t compete with that.” Vinyl said, with the same expressionless attitude, yet over the snow. “I wanted to hate you half as much as I hate myself, but I can’t. That’s why I want you to be the father of my foal. We should be a family for him you know, even if we aren’t a couple we could be his mother and his father. Together we could try to teach to our foal all those things about love that we don't know, things that he wouldn’t learn with my family, or in an orphanage.” Vinyl explained.

“It’s a he?” Noteworthy asked.

“I hope so, I would really like to have a colt!” Vinyl said. “I even thought of a name. Scooter, doesn’t that sound nice? I could buy him a little helmet and a tiny scooter for him to ride everywhere. He’ll be so cute!” Vinyl said, authentically cheering up.

“Well, but what if it’s a filly?” Note asked.

"Then you think of a name! You’re the father, take some responsibility!” Vinyl shouted back.

“Ok, ok, but Scooter is such a nice name. What about Scootaloo? I could teach her to write music, or at least to read it if that’s not his or her talent, and I could teach him to play some instruments, probably drums first since it’s easier, or...” Noteworthy stopped when he saw Vinyl looking back at him, but for some reason this time she looked different. She seemed... pleased. “What? Too soon to make plans?” He asked.

“No, not at all, keep going on. I was... actually, thinking about moving away from Canterlot, try some small and calm place, you know.” Vinyl said slightly worried.

“Away from your family.” Noteworthy added obtaining a blush from the future mother of his foal.

“Yeah, it’s just that... you know them.” Vinyl added rubbing her nape.

“Well, with my family's luck our foal could be a little pink pegasus with orange mane, or Celestia knows what... Actually I hope it won't be a pegasus, it could be hard for him to learn to fly if neither of us how to do that.” Noteworthy said in a worried tone.

“Nah, don’t worry, she’ll have a scooter!” Vinyl said with her usual carefree attitude, at first because the possibilities of that were quite low, but ultimately because she would love her foal no matter what kind of pony would it be.

“Well, it was nice to see you on your way to Neighagra Falls, good luck with your presentation there, Tavi.” Vinyl said to her grey friend on the steaming train platform while other ponies were boarding the colorful wagons of Ponyville’s train.

“It was also good for me to see you.” Octavia said with a big smile for her friend. “And I’m also glad being able to meet Scootaloo.” She said looking aside at Vinyl’s growing up belly.

Vinyl looked behind to find Noteworthy. Neon was talking with him but was being totally ignored, not like Neon seemed to mind a lot. Note was doing hurry up signs for Vinyl towards Octavia. Vinyl gave a long and deep sigh, and went back with Octavia before she could get into the train.

“Octavia, I- I love you!” Vinyl said to her friend with a deep blush on her face.

“Oww, Vinyl, I also love you!” Octavia said before kissing her on the cheek. After boarding the train, and waving goodbye to everypony through the train window. “But... I love you Octavia, I mean it.” Vinyl whispered from the platform while the train was getting away.

“I guess that didn’t work.” Vinyl said resigned to Note and Neon when they both got closer to her when the train took off.

“Well, then, you’ll return to Canterlot?” Noteworthy asked to his brother.

“No, I’m actually going to wait for the next train to Neighagra Falls. I got something to confess you guys.” He whispered to them while getting closer to both, taking magically from her black t-shirt a little black block. “I’m going to propose marriage to Octavia!” He whispered showing them a nice marriage ring in the box, causing awe reactions from them both.

“A ring, of course! How come I never thought in that?!” Vinyl shouted back, totally ruining her cover in front of Neon, to later cover her mouth with a hoof, only expecting that he would think in any meaning of that but what she meant, but he grimaced back at her beyond any doubt of misunderstanding.

“Sorry, sorry! I didn’t mean to...” Vinyl started.

“Don’t worry Scratch, if you think that’s a secret you need better shades. Octavia told me about that long ago, and well, I don’t mind, as long it’s you. I mean, how could I? Let’s not make last year’s wishes this year’s apologies. How you have probably noticed, she shies away every time you wanna confess your feelings to her, and she makes it look as if it’s some kind of joke that she didn’t understand, but believe me, she loves you, as a friend though, and she’s afraid of losing you as friend if she says no to you in that way. She has never found a way to explain it to you, maybe that’s the reason why Octavia thinks she’s no good with words.