Broken Strings and BPM'S: The Lost Chapters

by Lunar Black

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Sad, Romance, Tragedy
Length: 2788

The juicy bits, and what if's that Bass left out.

The mature versions and alternate ending for Broken Strings. Also includes my completely off-the-storyline side project, Battle of the Badflanks. Enjoy. :D

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-07-10 00:12:53 UTC

Chapter 11: Before the Dawn (Mature Version)

Broken Strings Chapter 11 (Mature Version)

It was a somewhat quiet evening. Treble and Octavia had got a hotel room, and were doing Luna knows what, and Ivory and I were sitting on her balcony, looking up at the stars. A beautiful evening, and a beautiful mare by my side. I couldn't have asked for more. Yes, even with her bruised side, and her black eye, she was still beautiful to me. Even though I now knew to never get on her bad side.

"What constellation is that, Bass?" Ivory pointed her hoof toward a strange constellation, while leaning on me.

"I don't know, Babe. I'm not normally the stargazing type."

She looked at me. "Oh, come on, Starry-eyes."

I laughed and kissed her on the forehead. "That doesn't mean that I see the stars all day, Babe."

She smiled, and stared into my eyes. "Well, I could look at them all day."

I couldn't help but blush at her comment, as I looked back into her sky blue eyes. She was truly beautiful. "What did I ever do to deserve somepony as amazing as you, Ivy?"

She giggled, and softly tapped my muzzle with a hoof. "Well, if love was so simple, I'd know. The real question is this. What would I ever do without you?"

I thought for a second, and smiled. "Hopefully, you'd find me. I've never been happier."

She giggled, and tapped my snout again. "Shut up, Dummy. That's not what I meant."

"Well, well. You're quite the violent one." I couldn't hold back the smile that was fighting its way out.

"Sorry, Bass. I guess I'm too used to being on my own. I've never been in an actual relationship."

"So you've never…"

She must've known what I meant, because she quickly shook her head. "No… I was kind of hoping… that you could be my first."

I was almost speechless. I had thought about it. I really had, but I never expected that it would be her first. "I… I would be honored, Ivy. Only if you're sure you're ready, though."

She nodded, almost as if she had expected me to say that. "I'm definitely ready, Bass."

I smiled lovingly at her. "Then I promise I'll be gentle." The moment I finished speaking, I found myself being pushed back, smothered by a crushing hug.

"Thank you, Bass!"

She got up to her hooves, and trotted into the apartment, swaying her rump from side to side, in a seductive manner. I quickly got up, and followed, of course. I mean, honestly, who wouldn't have? A beautiful mare (not to mention one that I was head over hooves for), and as any stallion will tell you, the thought of guaranteed mating with such a beautiful mare would be enough to cause any stallion to sign his life away in an instant. I just had to remember that she was a virgin, and that I should be gentle, as not to hurt her.

She led me into her bedroom, and I made sure to shut the door behind me. If I were a more cautious stallion, I'd have locked it, too. But that was the last thing on my mind. I followed her to her bed, at which point, she laid down, and grabbed the bandana around my neck, pulling me onto the bed with her. I quickly found myself over her, staring directly into her sky blue eyes.

She lifted her head up, and wrapped her forelegs around my neck, locking me in a passionate kiss, and opening her mouth, which allowed our tongues to twist in a sensual dance. After a few moments, I broke off from the kiss, and slipped out of the kiss, moving down her body until I reached her hips. I felt her body quiver as I slowly spread her hind legs apart to make way for the act at hoof. I looked up into her eyes, and shot her a reassuring smile, as I rubbed the lips of her virgin slit with a hoof. She bit her lip, and moaned softly, as I did so, and that was all I needed. I continued stroking her slit, as I looked back down, seeing that she was already quite wet. I heard a soft whimper escape as I slowly began licking the edges of her marehood. Then the whimpers turned into soft moans, which soon turned to louder ones.

I stopped licking, and looked up, only to have my face shoved back down. "P-p-please," she stuttered. "Please don't stop."

Of course, I couldn't deny her request, and went back in for more. After a few more seconds of this, my face was pushed even further, and I heard her squeal, as her hot juices splattered all over my face. I licked it up, and moved back up to kiss her. By this time, I was fully primed and ready to go. I gave my still-virgin lover a moment to catch her breath before smiling reassuringly, and whispering "Are you ready, love?"

She took another moment to catch her breath, then nodded her head, giving me a quick kiss before I went to work.

I positioned myself for entry, and looked her in the eyes. "Okay, babe. This is probably going to hurt a bit." and before she could even respond, I slowly began pushing myself in. I still remember the feeling of her hooves dragging along my back, and the sound of her pleasured squealing as I slowly pushed deeper into her tight slit. Once I was in as far as I could go, I looked into her eyes, an kissed her passionately, as I began slowly moving my hips back and forth, moving myself in and out of her gently. I continued at a relatively steady pace for a few moments, savoring every moan she let out. Perhaps savoring it a bit too much. After a few moments, I forgot that I was supposed to be gentle, and found myself gradually increasing the pace, now going a decent speed. On the plus side, I could tell she was loving it. I took this as a sign that I could keep going, instead of slowing down, like I had planned.

As her whimpers of pleasure turned into moans of ecstasy, she grabbed the bandana once again, and slowly pulled me back down into another passionate kiss. Afterward, I broke away, just in time to hear her scream in pure ecstasy as I felt her body tighten around my shaft. I looked down, and saw her juices erupt once more around my member. The moment was pure bliss, however, I knew it was going to end, and soon. I felt my body ache as I continued my labored thrusting, each thrust complimented by a moan from the white mare beneath me. After continuing for a few more seconds, I couldn't hold it in, anymore. I quickly pulled myself out, just in time for Ivory's stomach and chest to be spattered with the fruits of her body's labors. I held myself up for a moment, until I knew that I couldn't anymore. With a heavy thump, I fell down, exhausted and spent, onto the bed, next to my equally exhausted lover.

It was now around midnight, and we were lying in Ivory's bed, her head on my chest, much like Vinyl used to do. I couldn't take my eyes off of her, as I stroked her mane with my hoof. There was one thing that still weighed heavily on my mind. Something that I absolutely had to clarify. "Hey, Ivy," I whispered.

She turned her head to look at me, still exhausted. "Yes, Baby?"

Now was my moment of truth. I had to know. "How do I know that you won't do the same thing Vinyl did?" I almost hated myself for asking.

She rolled over, onto her stomach, resting her hooves across my stomach, as she looked into my eyes. "Because, Bass," she began, "I love Deep Bass. Not Lunar Black. Vinyl was just a fanfilly who got caught up in the moment, I'm sure. And look at what you've done for her career, without even knowing it."

Honestly, I couldn't have asked for a better answer. I leaned down, and kissed her on the forehead. She really was everything I ever wanted. I leaned down, and kissed her softly. "I love you, Ivory."

"I love you too, Bass. Now, shut up and kiss me."

The next morning, I woke to the faint sound of sizzling, and the aroma of eggs, and bacon. My first thought was that Ivory had gotten up early, to cook breakfast. Then, I felt the weight on my stomach. I looked down, to see Ivory still laying on me, where she had passed out. I softly nudged her on the side. "Hey, babe?"

She slowly opened her eyes, and smiled at me. "Yes, my love?"

"Were you expecting company?"

She raised an eyebrow at me. "No, why?" Then, I guess she smelled it, too, because her face grew to a level of confusion that matched mine at the moment. We both got out of bed, and headed toward the door. I slowly began to push the door open only to spot Treble and Octavia in the kitchen, Treble at the stove, flipping an egg with her magic, and Octavia mixing batter in  bowl.

Ivory and I slowly walked out the door, and into the kitchen, where we were instantly greeted by my sister. "Well, good morning, lovebirds!"

"Um… good morning, sis. What are you two doing here?"

Octavia put the whisk down, and smiled at us. "We're making you two breakfast. What does it look like?"

Treble nodded. "Yeah. We figured you two would be too tired to make it yourselves, after what happened last night."

"How would Ivory getting in a fight make me tired?" I was hoping that that's what Treble was talking about.

"Don't play dumb with us, dear," Octavia added in. "You've both got sex mane. And we could kind of hear you."

Ivory facehoofed rather quickly. "Of course, the key."

I looked at her, somewhat confused. "What key?"

Then, I saw a small key levitating before my face, enveloped in a grey aura. "This one." Treble turned around, and giggled. "Ivory gave it to me, back in Ponyville so we could stay here, when we go on tour."

"So… you used it to spy on us, instead?"

"No, Bass, I used it to come check on you."

Ivory was blushing furiously. "So… how much did you hear?"

Octavia giggled, after licking a small bit of batter from her hoof. "Everything, dear." This caused Ivory's entire face to erupt in a blush. "Oh, and you may be right about Vinyl. She was indeed a huge fan of Lunar Black. After I put two and two together, and figured out that Bass, here was the aforementioned rock star, I had thought that would be the case. I just didn't think she would've gone so far with the relationship."

"Well, that's a rather intense observation, Octavia."

Bonus Scene, Part 1: Battle of the Badflanks

Please note that this was written as pure humor. This has nothing to do with Broken Strings. This is simply a pointless clop. Enjoy.

Battle of the Badflanks

It was late at night, and I couldn't sleep. After all, how could he, when I had just gulped down a bottle of "Twitchy-tail," Pinkie Pie's own creation. It was an energy drink with a rather sweet flavor. The sales slogan couldn't have been better. "Drink Twitchy-tail, and you'll think you have Pinkie Sense!" Granted, having some experience giving Pinkie Pie a different kind of twitchy tail, myself, I didn't really imagine it would be that bad. Oh why didn't Pinkie put a warning label on it? "Warning: Keep out of reach of foals, pregnant mares, and Pegasi."

I lay in bed, looking up at the ceiling, trying to think of a way to burn off all this excess energy. "Cloudbucking? No, Rainbow would get pissed at me for cutting into her work. Maybe I can write some musi- No. Er... well, I guess I could just go flying. That should help, some." I climbed out of the bed, and looked back at the two twins who had been kind enough to allow me to keep them company that evening. I trotted out the door, closing it softly behind me. Well, on the bright side, I didn't have to wake up early to sneak out. Nothing was more awkward than screwing twins, then watching them fight over which of them you want to be with, when in all reality, the answer is neither. Truth is I'm a stud. If there's a mare in Ponyville that hasn't fallen for my irresistible rockstar charm, they haven't met me, yet. If I remember properly, that Scratch filly was the first. The first day we knew each other, bam. In the sack. She went down like a glass of milk after I turned the charm on.

I'm getting waaay off topic. Okay, so I took off into the night, leaving a note for the twins saying how killer their hoofjo- I mean "hooficures" were. See? I'm a nice guy. Anyway. I flew through the night, unsure of how long it would take to burn off all this excess energy. Almost as if by divine providence, I spotted another pegasus flying along. As I got closer, it got a little bit easier to figure out who it was. Sure enough, it just had to be her.

"'Sup, Kicker?" Yep. Cloud Kicker. Probably the only pony in the world with as much irresistible charm as yours truly. And also, one of the few mares in Ponyville who had even a slim chance of resisting my charm. Not like I'd let that happen. I had a reputation to uphold, after all.

"Well, if it isn't the rockstar. So, who'd you hook up with, tonight?" It almost seemed like she was genuinely interested. I knew that angle all too well.

I shrugged casually. "The twins." She gave me a short nod of approval. "Nice. I heard their hoofjo- I mean hooficures are to die for."

I chuckled. "Oh yeah. I bet yours are better, though."

"Hmmm. Maybe. I can't imagine how you'd know, though."

Then, I figured out how to burn off all this energy. "I don't. Care to correct that horrible injustice?"

"Are you trying to seduce me, Bass?"

"Maybe. Is it working?"

I knew she wanted me. I could tell by the way she laughed and said "Not really." Yep. She totally wanted me. "I guess my irresistible charm makes me immune to yours."

"Damn. That means I actually have to try."

"And that wasn't trying? Why are you even out this late, anyways? Shouldn't you be sleeping under a blanket of mares, right now?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

She laughed. By this time, we had landed in a field outside Ponyville. "Well, I asked you first."

"Twitchy-tail."

"I thought you said you banged the twins."

"I did. It was Pinkie's damn energy drink. Now it's your turn."

"Well, let's just say a blanket of mares is nice, but they can't do what a stallion can." Now she was putting me on the defensive. I knew that the sexual tension between us was so thick that I would have to wash it out of my feathers later.

It was on. I was about to turn the rockstar charm up to max. "Oh? And what would that be?"

She came close, and whispered in my ear. "Make me come right now, right here, in  this field." She was pulling a counter-move on me.

"Are you trying to seduce me, Cloud Kicker?"

"Yep." She tackled me, giggling, and pinned me to the ground. "Is it working?" That was a question my body decided to answer for me. Oh yeah. Smooth operator.

Luckily, I got an answer out before she noticed my body's answer. "Maybe. I guess my rockstar swagger makes me immune to your irresistible charm."

Then I felt something tapping my shaft, which had somehow ejected itself from the sheath after I had been pinned. "Oh, really? Then what's this? This doesn't seem like immunity to me."

I grinned. "Please, Kicker. I can smell you from here. It's a very distinctive smell, ya know." I wasn't lying. Although neither of us would admit how aroused we were, I could feel a warm dripping on one of my legs.

She giggled, and bit my ear, softly. After, she whispered. "Then I guess we'll have to settle this another way."