"Vinyl!" Octavia called out toward the bedroom. "Are you awake yet? It's getting late."
"I am now," came Vinyl's muffled reply after a second. The sound of rustling fabric drifted in from the bedroom, follow by a heavy thump and a groan. Vinyl came walking out into the kitchen a few seconds later, ears flat and rubbing a hoof over her rump. To call her mane a mess would have been a severe understatement, even by Vinyl's lax standards. "Morning, Tavi."
"Morning, Scratch," Octavia said with a quick kiss to the unicorn's lips. "You fall on your bum again?"
"You know me so well." Vinyl's signature sunglasses were nowhere in sight, and she took a moment to yawn before asking, "What's for breakfast?"
"Well," Octavia started, "I was just going to have some cereal, actually. You're welcome to join me, though."
Vinyl shrugged, taking a seat at one side of their dining table. Octavia sat down across from her, placing a cereal box on the table. Tavi poured in some of the little white and brown flakes, following up by filling in the cracks with milk.
Vinyl poured herself a bowl as well, albeit she poured the milk in first, then spooned up the flakes and stuffed them into her mouth. Her ears perked up as she crunched the cereal, and she grabbed the box. "Aw, sweet!" she proclaimed, spewing a little of her breakfast out as she spoke, "you got the frosted kind!"
"Mmmhmm," Octavia hummed in reply through her own mouthful of food.
Vinyl put the box down, happily spooning up some more. "Frosted Wood Chips are best Wood Chips."
"I prefer Maple, myself, but the frosted ones are fine, too." Octavia stirred the spoon around in her bowl for a second. "So, what did you want to do today?"
Vinyl just shrugged, mumbling through her cereal, "I dunno. Probably work on that trance song about mermares. I need to get some samples of ocean sounds, though."
"Anywhere special you want to go? There's that new club over on 85th that just opened."
"Ehh, maybe." Vinyl chewed her breakfast for a second before asking, "Why, did you want to go somewhere?"
Octavia shrugged. "Not if you don't. I just thought you might want to do something special."
Vinyl squinted for a second, but then her eyes shot wide. "Oh, crap, did I forget our anniversary again?"
Octavia just rolled her eyes. "No, but you forgot your own birthday, apparently."
Vinyl raised one eyebrow. "Today is my birthday?" She turned, checking the calendar as it hung on the wall. "It is," she stated, turning back around. "Huh... Wow, I'm a moron. Actually, if it's all the same to you, I'd rather just chill here. Lay around and just relax, you know? Maybe use that fireplace we never use."
Octavia stared across the table, her hoof-clutched spoon hovering above the bowl of cereal. "Really?"
"My family had a big fireplace back when I was a filly. It's a nostalgia thing, you know?"
Tavi stirred her cereal a little, muttering, "You know I'm not the nostalgic type, Scratch."
Vinyl put her own spoon down. "Back when I was a filly in Ponyville, before I moved here to Canterlot, our family had this big fireplace in the living room. I use to lay in front of it during the winter, and stuff. I kinda miss that, you know?"
"How sweet," Octavia cooed with a blank expression. "Did you get your cherry popped in front of a warm fire, Vinyl Scratch?"
"Nah, it was in the back of a carriage."
"How romantic."
"It kinda was, actually. The guy had this little boombox set up to play this easy-listening crap. He was a sweet guy." She plucked up her spoon again, adding, "I mean, he was a loser, but he tried hard."
"Sounds lovely," Octavia deadpanned.
Vinyl popped one brow up again and smiled crookedly. "You jealous, Tavi?"
Now it was Octavia's turn to put down her spoon, giving the unicorn a deep frown.
"Heh, uh, yeah, right, nevermind," Vinyl muttered, her ears flattening and her smile dying as she looked down into her bowl.
Tavi returned to her cereal, asking after a moment of silence, "So, you just want to spend the night in? That's fine with me. I haven't used the fireplace here since before we met."
"Yeah, that'd be cool."
The rest of their breakfast was spent in relative silence, the only noises being the gentle clinking of their spoons and Vinyl's slurping as she sucked in her cereal. It was a few minutes before Octavia stood up, taking her empty bowl with her as she trotted for the sink.
"I have a few things I need to do before tonight," Octavia said, rinsing out her bowl. "I have a couple of surprises for you."
"Yeah, I figured you would," Vinyl responded, walking up behind Octavia with her own bowl. "You still haven't gotten revenge for what I gave you on your last birthday."
Octavia giggled softly. "No, I haven't just yet. But don't you worry"—Tavi paused to boop her lover on the nose—"we'll get to that later tonight."
"Oh ho," Vinyl said with a smirk, "I can't wait." Vinyl hopped up, putting her forelegs against Octavia's back and nipping at her neck.
"My, you really can't wait, can you?" Tavi said with a slight blush. She swatted the unicorn's flank with her tail, stepping sideways and out from under her girlfriend. "Save it for tonight, love."
Vinyl groaned, dumping her cereal bowl into the sink. "You really gonna make me wait?"
Octavia trotted off to the entry room, passing by the staircase as she went. "I have a few things I need to pick up before tonight, Scratch. I'll be back by five, okay?"
"Sure," Vinyl said absent-mindedly, her eyes glued to Tavi's shapely backside as it sashayed away, her dark tail swishing from side to side. One of Vinyl's ears gave a little twitch. "I'll be in my studio."
The unicorn trotted off without another word, and Octavia headed out through the front door.
The front door to the shared apartment creaked open a few hours later, and a gray muzzle slowly slid inside. A pair of mulberry eyes glanced about the entry room in silence. With nopony else in sight, Octavia pushed the door open fully and walked through, a black duffle bag hanging from her mouth. She gently swung the door shut behind her before creeping up the stairs. She repeated her furtive routine at the door to the master bedroom before slipping through.
Tavi came back down the stairs after a few minutes, slinking across the carpet and down the hall toward Vinyl's studio. She stopped short of the door, leaning forward and bringing an ear to it. No sound came through, and she tapped the door handle with a hoof. Finding it unlocked, she gingerly cracked the door open to look inside, yet there was no Vinyl to be found within the room.
Octavia stepped back into the hallway, her brow furrowed. Her hooves brought her back to the entryway to find the sitting room door slightly ajar. She prodded it open softly, letting warm light spill out into the entryway, and poked her head through. The curtains were drawn, with barely any sunlight coming through. The light came from the fireplace, which was playing host to a small pile of burning logs, spreading shifting shadows across the dull blue carpet. There was Vinyl, lying sideways on the pale blue sofa and snoring quietly. Octavia smiled, slipping in through the doorway.
Vinyl's sunglasses were still missing from her fuzzy face, and her mane looked as though she'd only made the simplest attempts at hoof-combing it. The unicorn only stirred when Octavia bent down and planted a little kiss against the side of her muzzle. One of Vinyl's eyes slid open as she squirmed ever so slightly. Her legs stretched out across the cushions, and she muttered, "Hey, Tavi. You get the stuff you wanted?"
Octavia nodded once. "I did. Mind if I join?" Her girlfriend patted a hoof against the sofa in response, and Octavia climbed up beside her. She settled in against the back of the couch, her ribs pressed to Vinyl's spine, and draped a foreleg over the unicorn's barrel. "You know, I never took you for the type to do, well, this sort of thing."
Vinyl moved a little bit, propping her head up on a curled foreleg. "Like I said: it's a nostalgia thing. I haven't done it in years, but I used to do it a lot as a filly." A little smile crept across her lips. "I remember this one time back in Ponyville when I almost burned the house down."
"Sounds fairly typical."
"It was a Saturday. I remember because I had no school that day. You ever wake up and you just don't want to do anything? Like, 'Screw the rest of the world, I'm being lazy today'?"
"I did, yes, but my family always had other plans." Octavia paused to run the edge of a hoof through Vinyl's mane. "Go on."
"Well, this was one of those days. I must've laid in bed for three hours, just daydreaming and stuff. I only finally got outta bed to take a leak, 'cause I didn't wanna soak my sheets."
"Was that something you did often, soaking your sheets?"
Vinyl gave her girlfriend a little jab with her elbow before continuing, "So I finally get up and stuff, and I find that there's, like, nopony else in the house. So, I'm like, 'Awesome. I have the whole house to myself.' So I start making hot chocolate in the coffee maker, drag my pillow and blankets into the living room, and get a fire going. So I just, like, lay there on the floor with hot chocolate and a box of cookies, watching the fire."
"Sounds lovely," Tavi said, adjusting her position behind Vinyl.
"Yeah, until I got totally bored. I was lying there, thinking about how my chocolate drink tasted better hot, because it got cold, and I thought, 'Hey, if my drink is better hot, maybe my cookies will be better hot.'"
"You put your cookies in the fire, didn't you?"
"Yeah, but that was later. First, I put my cookies in the coffee pot."
Octavia propped her body up with one foreleg to ask, "What?"
Vinyl awkwardly shrugged against the sofa cushions. "It heated up my hot chocolate, so I figured it would heat up my cookies."
"Did it?"
"Yeah, it worked. I had a really hard time getting them out, though, 'cause my magic sorta sucked back then. I must've burned my leg, like, four times."
"You kept trying?"
The unicorn barely glanced at Octavia to reply, "I wanted my cookies back." Vinyl turned back to the fire as Octavia settled back in behind her. "So anyway, I eventually got mad, gave up, and just knocked the pot onto the floor with a broom. So then I got covered in scalding hot chocolate and glass—"
"You..." Octavia cut in, squinting with a furrowed brow at the mantle, "you made... you put hot chocolate in with the cookies? What, were you trying to boil them?"
"Nah, the hot chocolate was still in there from earlier. I already had the broom right there, so I just swept all the junk into the fireplace to get rid of it. After soaking up the hot chocolate with a towel first, of course."
"Of course," Octavia deadpanned. "You weren't worried about your parents finding a bunch of cookies and broken glass in the fireplace?"
"I didn't think of it until later. So I'm trying to dry the chocolate goo out of my coat when it hits me: fire is hot, and there's no awkward little hole I have to reach through to get 'em." Vinyl gestured with a hoof toward the fireplace, adding, "Plus, theres that coal clamp tongs thingy right there. No-risk reward. So I pull my cookies out of the fire with the tongs—"
"Those were on the floor!"
Vinyl held up a hoof, waving in the air. "I know, I know, but I also knew that heat kills germs, and that fire is really hot."
"Oh, sweet Celestia," Octavia groaned, her free hoof meeting her face.
"It totally burned off all the hair and lint, too. Well, mostly."
Tavi drew in a slow breath and let out a quick one. "So you ate the cookies. Then what?"
"They were really weird. Like, the outside was scorched and tasted burned, but the inside was still soaked with the hot chocolate. It was cool and different, so I thought I'd discovered some cool new product. I started making plans to market fire-scorched, hot chocolate-infused cookies." Vinyl paused for a few seconds, scratching at her nose with a hoof. "And that's about the time that my blanket got too close to the fire and burst into flames."
"I was wondering when that would happen." Tavi nuzzled down into Vinyl's mane, lazily mumbling through the hair, "Too bad you didn't have any hot chocolate to put it out with."
"That's exactly what I thought, yeah. What hit me hardest, though, was the irony. Like, you always see ponies beating fires out with blankets, but it was the blanket that was on fire, now. I thought about jamming towels into the guest toilet to flood the living room and put the fire out, but I didn't wanna shove my hooves down in the toilet to do it."
"Yes, because that's the only downside to that plan."
Vinyl chuckled briefly. "Yeah, I was a stupid filly. I actually just beat the fire out with the chocolate-soaked towel from earlier."
"And that's right when your parents came home, right?"
"Nope. They didn't get back for hours. Gave me plenty of time to hide everything. I sucked at hiding it, though, especially the torched blanket, so they found out anyway. After that, my parents put one of those metal grate things in front of the fireplace, so I couldn't stick stuff in there."
"You always did have a habit of sticking things where they don't belong."
Vinyl twisted around, locking eyes with her girlfriend. "I could say the same about you, babe," she whispered just before pressing her lips to Octavia's. Both sets of eyes fell shut as they kissed, and for a few seconds, all was quiet. Then Vinyl pulled away with wide eyes. "Oh crap, that's not what my present is, is it?"
Tavi had to bring a hoof to her mouth to stifle her giggle before shaking her head. "No, don't worry. Your butt is safe... for now." She slid her free hoof around, digging the edge into Vinyl's scalp and scratching at a spot just behind her ear. "Though, speaking of your present, are you ready for it? Or would you like to spend a little more time here?"
Vinyl Scratch's eyes wandered away from those of her lover's, her gaze drifting across the ceiling before landing on the fireplace again. She sighed quietly, responding, "A little more, yeah."
Octavia nuzzled her muzzle into the side of Vinyl's neck, and the two fell into silence. The only sound was that of the flames curling up from the wood in the little brick alcove across from the sofa, the logs occasionally popping and cracking as they blackened in the heat. It wasn't too long before both mares drifted off into a light, dreamless sleep, each wrapped around the other.
Chapter 2: Night [Explicit]
Octavia was the first to wake from the shared nap. She sat up slightly, a yawn escaping her mouth. The fireplace hosted nothing more than a few glowing coals, by then. No light came through the drawn curtains, and a glance at the clock told her that it was nearing midnight.
Octavia stretched her free foreleg before bringing it back around Vinyl. She reached the hoof down, rubbing it tenderly over the unicorn's belly. Vinyl hummed a little bit, her lips curling into a tiny smile, and Octavia nuzzled into her neck. She nipped along Vinyl's jawline, her hoof brushing across her lover's nipples as it traveled across her body.
Finally, after a few more kisses to her neck and Tavi's wandering hoof finding it's way between her thighs, Vinyl stirred. Her eyes slowly opened, swiveling around to the mare wrapped around her. Her smile grew, and she brought a hoof of her own up to caress Octavia's face. "Hey, babe. Gettin' bored?"
"It's never too boring with you around, Scratch. It's almost midnight, though." Tavi ran her hoof up and around one of Vinyl's thighs, coming to rest on one of her cutie marks. "Your birthday is almost over. Would you like your present now?"
"Hmm, yeah, sure. Where is it?"
Octavia took a moment to answer, her mouth being busy with nibbling at the base of Vinyl's mane. "The bedroom."
Vinyl Scratch slid herself from the sofa and onto her hooves. "Heh, yeah, I could go for that."
"Figured you would." Tavi followed suit, trotting into the entryway. "Come."
"I plan on it." Vinyl followed her girlfriend through the apartment, up the stairs, and onto the blue carpet of their shared bedroom.
"Alright, love," Octavia said, swinging the bedroom door shut behind her, "time for your present." She reached her muzzle down under the mattress and dragged a black duffle bag out from under it. A flick of a hoof unsnapped the clasp, and she turned to Vinyl. "Lie down on your stomach and close your eyes."
Vinyl eyed the black bag with a raised eyebrow, but complied all the same, lying supine just ahead of the bed's row of pillows. It took a few seconds, but then she felt a warm weight against her back, followed by a gentle nibbling at the base of her mane. She moved her muzzle to point over one shoulder, and was met with a kiss from the mare on top of her. She felt her hooves being pulled up past her muzzle, and then she heard a strange ripping sound. One of her eyes popped open as she felt something wrapping around her hooves.
"Wha..." Vinyl started, opening both eyes and looking to her forehooves. Both were wrapped in black fabric cuffs, and a long chain ran from both cuffs to some point beyond the slotted headboard. She tugged a little, rattling the chains in slight confusion. Then a wicked grin came to her slowly. "Aww, yeah! Tavi, I didn't know you were into bondage."
"I'm not, actually." Octavia leaned down, slipping a collar around the DJ's neck. "But one of your friends once mentioned that you were very much into it."
Vinyl chuckled a little as Octavia moved around, adding more straps and restraints. "Neon, right? Yeah, he was pretty kinky. Just don't make it too tight, okay?"
A few minutes later, Tavi tapped the last cuff with a hoof, making sure it was secure before stepping back to look over her lover. Vinyl's forelegs were both stretched out in front of her, her hooves cuffed to the headboard and her head resting on her forelegs. Her rump, meanwhile, was raised above the mattress. Her hind legs were spread, each one held straight by the metal bar that ran between them, cuffed to her back hooves at either end. A rope was tied around her electric-blue tail, stretched fairly taught all the way to where it connected with the collar around the unicorn's neck. The result was a fully exposed backside on a mare that could barely move at all.
"You know," Tavi started, "I must admit that this is rather enticing." She reached out, running a hoof across one of Vinyl's cutie marks. "I could do whatever I wanted with you, and you couldn't do a thing to stop me." She yelped suddenly, hopping forward as something smacked her own rump. She glanced back toward the stinging welt, finding a black riding crop hovering behind her, covered in the blue aura of Vinyl's magic. "Well, okay, you're not completely helpless. Yet."
Octavia turned and trotted for her black bag again, batting away the little whip as she went. Vinyl's neck twisted around, a smirk growing on her face as she guided the riding crop back over to Octavia's rump again while the Earth pony rummaged through the sack. The crop's flexible tip prodded at a spot just below Octavia's tail, but a swish of that tail sent the whip away again.
"Here we go." Octavia trotted over to the side of the bed, dropping a little fabric cone onto her hooves. It was black, with lots of little dark crystals woven into it's surface. She reached out toward Vinyl's head, but stopped short and pulled back after a second. "Are you okay with this?"
Vinyl nodded. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure you're not gonna leave me tied up here and steal all my stuff."
Octavia slid the anti-magic sleeve onto Vinyl's horn, causing the riding crop to drop out of the air behind her. "I've had plenty of opportunities to rob you, really, what with how often you pass out drunk." She adjusted the sleeve a little before stepping back. "Comfy?"
"Actually, my back is starting to hurt."
Octavia hummed for a moment, then grabbed a pair of pillows from the head of the bed and slid them under her lover's chest to prop her up. "That better?" Vinyl nodded, and Octavia smirked. "Good, because you're going to be like that for a while. I've got one last surprise for you, though," she said, booping her girlfriend on the nose just before turning and trotting away. "Give me a second."
Vinyl leaned around to watch Tavi, but she disappeared into the master bathroom with the black sack hanging from her jaws. The door swung shut behind her, and Vinyl rested her head back against her forelegs. She tugged against her chains a little, finding that she could just barely reach her face, but not much else. "Tavi's so thoughtful," she muttered to herself, "My nose always gets itchy when I'm tied up." She shifted her hind legs slightly, but couldn't move them more than an inch or so in any direction, thanks to the spreader bar.
Her bare posterior was just starting to get cold when the bathroom door opened up again, and she turned to have a look. "Whoa," Vinyl breathed, eyes wide as Octavia stepped back into the bedroom wrapped in black latex socks and straps.
Octavia strode over to the side of the bed, the black straps wrapped around her hindquarters shifting slightly with her movements. The straps circled around both her flanks and trailed down across her groin. A long, black shaft hung down from the harness, swinging under her belly a little as Octavia came to a stop. It glistened ever so slightly in the dim light of the wall sconces, it's surface already coated with a layer of slippery lubricant.
"I mean, whoa!" Vinyl repeated, a wide smile on her face. "I never thought I'd see you wearing one of those!"
"Me neither," Octavia commented, glancing down at the synthetic phallus between her hind legs and grimacing. She turned away, stretching her jaw a little and sticking her tongue out. "But," she said, recovering, "I know that it's something you've talked about before."
"Yeah, being mounted is just about the only thing I miss about screwing stallions."
"I don't," Octavia muttered.
One of Vinyl's eyebrows popped up, and she commented, "Hey, that'd be a good name for a rock band."
"What, 'Screwing Stallions'?" Octavia inquired, and Vinyl nodded. "That's an awful name for a band."
"Well, they'd be an awful band, so it would work."
"Hmm... Well, what shall our safeword be, then?"
Vinyl scratched at her own nose for a second. "How about 'stop'?" She got a raised eyebrow from Octavia in response, and she explained, "Hey, I ain't into rape fantasies, and my memory sucks. If I ever say to stop, I mean it."
"Fair enough, I suppose." Octavia attempted to join Vinyl on the bed, only to get her new attachment caught on the edge of the mattress. She grumbled briefly, reaching down and guiding the stick out of the way as she climbed atop the sheets. Vinyl snickered, despite the dirty look she was getting from Tavi. The unicorn got a tail-snap to the face as a result, which only made her laugh more.
The giggles finally ceased as Octavia curled a hoof around the riding crop and got into position behind the unicorn. Octavia leaned down a little, running a socked hoof from one end of the unicorn's slit to the other, stopping to flick at the hidden nub at one end. Vinyl was already slightly moist. "You ready, Scratch?"
"Aww yeah, baby," Vinyl replied, wiggling her hips as much as she was able under such restraint. "Bring it on."
Octavia reared up on her back legs, resting one forehoof against Vinyl's backside. She reached down to the anatomically-accurate replica hanging beneath her, scrunching her muzzle and shuddering a little as she brought it up toward her lover's waiting hole. She paused for a moment, hesitating with the tip pressed lightly to Vinyl, who was already a little slippery with anticipation. Tavi took in a long breath, let out a short one, and eased her hips forward.
Vinyl hummed into the sheets as the strap-on spread her open, sliding into her with ease. Her left ear twitched along with her tail as the strap-on's ring bumped against her flesh. "Sweet Celestia, I missed this," she hissed as Octavia rested her barrel against Vinyl's spine. She could feel the rod inside of her, wide as any stallion she'd nailed but not nearly as warm. Still, it was a welcome feeling to her velvety sheath, and she clenched around the rubbery phallus as Octavia ground against her just a little bit.
The shaft pulled out with Octavia's shifting hips, her movements stuttering and uneven. Tavi pressed in again, adjusting her angle this time. "Dang," she commented, "this is rather hard."
"That's what she—ow!" Vinyl was cut off mid-sentence by the snapping of the riding crop against her flank, and she clenched again in response.
"No! Bad Vinyl!" Octavia scolded, raising the little whip and smacking her lover again. "No stupid jokes!"
"What about awful pu-huns?" Vinyl stuttered as she took another thrust, this one faster than the previous.
Tavi slapped her lover's flank again, right on the double-eighth note emblazoned on it. "Do I have to gag you? Now, shut up and take it you... you, uh... you two-bit whore!" Octavia picked up her pace, finally getting a good rhythm going.
Vinyl's forelegs curled, pulling against her restraints. "Harder," she whispered.
Octavia shifted backwards a little to her more leverage as she shoved her strap-on into Vinyl, each hit rocking the unicorn forward.
"Harder," Vinyl growled through her teeth.
Soon, the entire bed was shaking in its frame, its squeaks accompanying the wet sounds coming from Vinyl's slippery entrance as it was savagely reamed. Gray hooves dug into the unicorn's back as Tavi grit her teeth and repeatedly rammed her hips against her lover's. The Earth pony growled, sweat beading on her forehead, pounding the pony with ever-decreasing mercy. "You like that?" she spat. "You like it, you tart? You filthy little slag?"
"Tavi?"
The riding crop connected with Vinyl's flank again. "Shush!"
"Stop!"
Octavia complied immediately, halting herself mid-thrust with a little gasp. Now that the slippery squelching and squeaking sounds had subsided, the heavy panting of both ponies filled in for it. "Oh, dear. Vinyl, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm cool," Vinyl said. "Could you go a little softer, though? Unicorn bones are thin, and Earth ponies are strong; you're gonna break my hips if you keep hammering me like that."
"Oh, sorry." Octavia ran a hoof in circles through Vinyl's fur. "I never really thought of myself as strong, but you do have a point."
"Babe, you're pretty strong, yeah. Remember when we first met? You broke half the bones in my face with one swing."
Octavia brought a socked hoof up to her muzzle as a little bit of red invaded her cheeks. "Heh, yeah, I did. I'll ease up, alright?"
Vinyl scratched at her nose again. "Yeah. Not too much, though. And could you lay off the dirty talk? Neon used to do that, but I've never really liked it."
"Sorry," Tavi said again just before resuming her thrusting, this time with slightly less vigor. "That better?" she panted.
"Oh, yeah," Vinyl breathed, her face rubbing against the mattress with each heavy impact Tavi's hips made with hers. Her velvety walls clung to the shaft, throbbing around it with each beat of her racing heart as it plunged into her over and over again. Her tongue slid out, hanging limply from her mouth. Her eyes held a glaze, the unicorn paying no attention to what was before them. Her focus was solely on Octavia's hot thighs thumping against her rump, the slick synthetic rod penetrating her, and that ever-building sensation of tightness inside.
Her bound hind legs began to shake under the relentless assault. Her eyes slammed shut and her ears flattened against her head, a shameless moan escaping her parted lips. Saliva was leaking from her open mouth, but that too was ignored by the unicorn as her low moans began to accompany each hot breath she let out, each one synced with the rough punches of the fake phallus. She could feel the ring halfway down the shaft just barely reaching her folds, prodding at her, teasing her, driving her further toward release.
She hissed at the stinging touch of the riding crop as it landed on her again. Each strike made her clench around the hard shaft by reflex, sending sparks of bliss through her. Her breathy moans started to grow in pitch, signaling to any nearby ears that she was getting closer. She pushed her forehooves against the mattress and tried to curl her back forward, but the string on her collar gave her tail a sharp tug. She yelped at the sudden pain, only to fall back to the bed with a groan, shuffling her front hooves against the covers.
"T-Tavi..." the unicorn whimpered, only getting a grunt and a smack in response from her lover. "I... I..." but words failed her as she pressed her muzzle into the mattress, muffling her squeaks of ecstasy. Her head came up with the sheet gripped in her teeth, but that soon fell away as she cried out again.
Octavia's teeth remained clenched, left hoof resting against Vinyl's back and right still wrapped around the black crop. She awkwardly wiped the sweat away from her narrowed eyes, her hammering only stuttering once. Her spine curled and flexed with each slamming thrust of her hips. "Squeal," she hissed, bringing the little whip down on the unicorn's back and getting exactly what she demanded. "Louder!"
Vinyl whined, pulling against her restraints as she slammed her own hips back against her lover's. She squeaked with each thrust, every repetition rising in pitch until she threw her head back in a throaty scream, her sweat-soaked mane hitting her back. Vinyl Scratch came mid-yell, red-hot fluid spurting out from around the strap-on and splattering onto Octavia's hooves with each thrust. Vinyl's curling forehooves raked against the sheets, stopping short as her chains rattled and went taut. She grit her teeth, eyes squinched shut just before her head hit the mattress again. Her soft inner walls were pulsing and pulling on the shaft still sliding back and forth inside her, as though her body didn't want to let it go.
But Tavi wasn't finished, yet. She continued to keep pace and pound the soaked shaft into the mare, the unicorn's liquid bliss streaming down her legs and dripping onto the red sheets. Octavia tossed the crop away, digging both hooves into Vinyl's back for support. Vinyl let out a tiny gasp, the new angle of her lover's relentless rutting finally getting the shaft's center ring past her lower lips and grinding it against her insides. Slowly, Vinyl's squeals picked up again as the endless penetration started driving her to a second orgasm. Vinyl whimpered with her ears still folded back, her forelegs holding the chains taut as they covered her flushed muzzle.
Octavia gave her a final slap across the flank, this time with her hoof, and a long, low, shuddering moan poured out of the unicorn as she fell over the edge for the second time that night. Vinyl's quivering legs finally gave out, her back hooves sliding forward out from under her. Tavi squeaked as she was pulled down with the falling rump and sandwiched between Vinyl and the soaked sheets. The safety latch on the collar snapped under the strain, freeing her tail to twitch and swish freely against Octavia's face. Vinyl's white hips bucked of their own accord, grinding against Octavia's and tugging against the slick strap-on.
Then, with a final sigh, Vinyl fell still.
Octavia coughed a few times, her head falling back against the mattress, clearly exhausted from the effort. Slowly, she slid backwards and pulled the phallus from Vinyl's sopping-wet slit. The blunt end came out with a barely-audible popping sound, and she rolled over, crawling across the mattress alongside Vinyl. She paused, gripping one of the cuffs and pulling on the hook-and-loop closure until it came free of Vinyl's hind hoof, then she made her way up to the head of the bed. She leaned sideways, unbuckling the collar and then planting a little kiss against her lover's cheek.
"That was awesome," Vinyl finally said after a few minutes of catching her breath. She chuckled. "Wow, Tavi, you were gettin' into that."
Octavia's face was already red, and the tint in her cheeks only deepened. "I may have underestimated how fun that was going to be. I still don't like this... thing"—she glanced at the shining rod between her legs as she took a moment to tug her socks off with her teeth—"but I wouldn't mind whipping it out now and again. That was pretty hot, after all. And besides"—Tavi paused to run a gentle hoof across the unicorn's face—"anything for you, Scratch."
Vinyl rested one side of her face against her forelegs, staring over at Octavia as the mare unbuckled and slid off the harness, dumping it over the side of the bed. Her eyes swiveled a little, taking in her girlfriend's shapely, sweaty body. Tavi rested her head against the only remaining pillow, sliding a hoof down between her hind legs and hissing at her own touch. It took a second for Vinyl to put it together.
"Aww, Tavi, you didn't get a double-ended one?"
Octavia shook her head as she continued to rub herself. "No," she sighed between held breaths, "I couldn't find any, and I didn't have time to improvise anything. Just give me a second, it shouldn't take me long, now."
"Here," Vinyl said after a swallow, reaching over toward her lover. She huffed as her cuffed hooves stopped dead, and reached down with her mouth to remove her restraints. They came off easily enough, and she slid over and buried her face between Tavi's thighs, eliciting a sharp gasp from the mare. Her nethers were burning hot, and Vinyl felt a twinge of guilt for leaving her hanging for so long. Vinyl reached up, casting off the anti-magic sleeve and sparking her horn to life.
Octavia hummed in approval, Vinyl's tongue frantically lapping at her folds. Tavi rested a forehoof down against her lover's head, stroking it through the unicorn's electric-blue mane. She cried out briefly as a little spot of blue magic prodded at her clitoris, buzzing as the sensitive, buried nub. She bit her lower lip, eyes sliding shut and head pressing back against the pillow. Her soft walls clenched around the tongue as it slipped inside of her every now and again. With her built-up tension, it didn't take long before she cooed softly, clutching Vinyl's head in her hooves as she was brought to an orgasm of her own. Her soaked hips bucked once, hind legs involuntarily squeezing together slightly, and she patted Vinyl on the head.
The unicorn sat up and pressed her more-than-a-little-moist muzzle against her lover's. Octavia's tongue snaked out, and Vinyl suckled on it, wrapping a foreleg around the Earth Pony's neck. Their kiss broke after a few more seconds, with both mares in each other's forelegs.
Vinyl Scratch sighed into the matted fur of her girlfriend's neck. "I love you, Tavi."
"I love you too, Vinyl," Octavia whispered, giving Vinyl a peck on the side of her muzzle. "Happy birthday."
