Paranoia

I watched Octavia step into the airlock. "Maine--"

"I'm not going out!" I shouted, leaning towards the now clear two way mirror. "You can't make me!"

Octavia kicked the first door open and stormed into the main room. "Maine, really, be an adult--"

"I'm fucking nineteen! I'm not ready to be an adult yet!" I slammed my hands on the control panel. "Octavia, I'm not ready!"

Octavia stared at me, slowly letting her face contort into a frown. "Well then you're not ready for me!" Octavia turned to the main door again. "If I leave here today without you, you're never going to see me again!"

"Octavia that's not fair!" I leaned my cheek against the window. "I need you! You saw what this place was like before you started talking with me!"

Octavia spun around. "Then you need to come with me!" She titled her head and slowly walked up to the wall. "Maine, sweetheart, you can't just stay in here your whole life."

I watched as Octavia leaned up and pressed a hoof against where my cheek was laying. "I know...but I'm scared.... There's gonna be those bird people out there and I don't know if I can handle it." I looked down to her. "...One more night?"

Octavia's frown fell into something soft, something defeated. "You're asking me to stay the night and--"

"I'm asking you to bend me over with a strapon, yes." I crawled onto a clear spot on my desk and pressed as much of myself against the window as I could. "Just this one night, then you can carry me out on the morning. I'll give you all the keys and you can drag me kicking and screaming into the outside. But just stay the night with me...we'll have dinner, shower, whatever you want, but I want a night with you." I pressed my hand against where her hoof was. "You're pretty and smart, and I want to be with you...but you only ever kissed me, and it's been a month and a half Octavia...I'm throwing myself at you, just please, either stop leading me on or have sex with me." I huffed loudly. "Being coy and fun didn't work...so the unsubtle route is all I have left."

Octavia stared at me, slowly lowering her head and sighing. "I'll start dinner." She pushed off the wall and turned towards the door inside. "Maine--"

I kicked the emergency release on the doors. "Open." I rolled off my controls and hung my head over the short wall back into the rec room. "... Hi."

Octavia slowly closed the interior door behind her. "Hello Maine...."

I watched as Octavia threw a few bags off her back. "Are you mad at me?"

"Mad? No. Irritated, oh yes." Octavia finished unloading her bags and started to adjust her tie. "Irritated only scratches the surfa--"

I snaked my way past the short wall and tackled Octavia from behind, throwing myself against her back and hugging my way down to the floor. "...Please don't be mad at me."

Octavia remained standing as I slid across her neck and onto the ground. "Maine...why are you on the floor?"

I let go of her neck and went flat. "I was gonna try and be cute and ride you like a pony, but I just flopped.... Cute defense is all I've got here." I felt my cheeks burn slightly. "Is it working?"

Octavia huffed loudly. "You're a terrible flirt. Now I'm going to make something for dinner, you just sit there and--"

"You know I can help, right?" I rolled onto my belly and pushed myself upright. "I'm not a complete failure as an adult."

"I've seen your bank account, honey, I know." She flicked her tail against the doorway. "Crime apparently paid very well--"

"It wasn't crime!" I followed her into the hall and towards the kitchen. "It was information brokerage and handling. That's not a--"

"Aiding criminals is actually a crime. But, we're going to keep this between us, alright?" Octavia picked up her hooves high with each step. "Now what do you--"

"I ate actually...but, you- I--" I peeked ahead of her at my kitchen. A small dining table sat on the opposite wall of my counters would have to work. "I need you to--"

"I'm just going to sit at the table, because I can already see where this is going." Octavia pushed me into the door frame with her flank. "I'll just, chew on an apple while you have your fun."

"Oh you're no fun." I walked behind her, keeping to the wall as Octavia walked towards a small pile of fruit she'd been buying me. "You could pretend you're into it."

Octavia focused on the counter while I fixed the table. "Believe me, I'd be very into it, if I weren't twenty feet underground--"

"Ten meters, so, more like thirty--"

Octavia popped up in the corner of my vision. "Maine...."

I looked over at her, finding a slice of apple held between her lips. "... Octavia, I want you to know something. Every time you kiss me, it feels like someone just dabbed sunshine on the spot." Octavia's eyes faltered from her annoyed glare to something kind for just a moment. "Just, so warm when you kiss me." I leaned my head up and stole the apple from her lips, only the softest moment of contact between us. It was sweet, and all the sweeter because of the warm sensation in my skin. "I love you Octavia, and not just because you're the first one to put up with my shit."

Octavia nodded. "I know--"

"You're blushing." I laughed, turning to the table. "You're blushing like, super light."

Octavia took a deep breath. "I know.... It usually doesn't show up because of my coat."

I slid under the table. "Then you really must be--"

"Burning slightly...yes." I watched as Octavia's hooves traveled along the table. "Legs are jittering as well, in case you were wondering." She walked along to the head of the table. The hard wood chair slowly pulled back, obtaining one Octavia as it slid out. "Key, key first."

I huffed softly and put my hand into my shirt. "Fine...but its warm from my chest." I found the unique looking key. "Just...take it." I tossed it into her lap and turned towards the floor.

Octavia's hoof snapped down against the key. "That's fine, I'm going to tie it up in my collar at any rate."

I stared at the bare spot on the chair. "Octavia...how do you pick things up?" I started scooting along my knees towards her. "Like...hooves and all--"

"How do you walk?" Octavia leaned her head down under the table. "By all rights your species should be falling over at every moment of time."

I scratched my head. "Yeah...but like...like.... I don't even know." I grabbed the back of Octavia chair and scooted her close to me. I pressed my nose against Octavia's belly. "Mmmh, you smell like vanilla."

Octavia's body tightened up as I kissed the fridges of her grey panties. "Maine, what exactly--"

I wrapped my hands around her backside. I pulled her into a more slouched position and move my hands to the inward curves of her haunches. "I'm gonna taste you, and lick you, and-" I moved my lips down and planted a peck on her panties. Octavia let out a quick jolt as my lips met something hot. "-you're going to like it."

I took a deep breath, the soft smell of her soap stuck to her skin and coat. I ran my fingers along her sides until I found her panties. "Maine I can--"

I batted her hoof away from her panties. "I want to take them off." I spun the sides around my fingertips and pressed my lips against the start of the heat. "Or maybe I don't." I felt something flick against my lips and dampen the already dark panties. "Calm down Octavia... I thought you didn't--"

"I never said that! I just said--"

I kissed her clit, enjoying the organic sensation of it flicking my tongue through the panties, and the harsh yelp Octavia let out in response. "I don't care what you said... I'm too happy right now." I slowly slid Octavia's panties down her flanks. My lips slowly dampened as she wiggled and fidgeted.

"Maine...." Octavia's voice was soft, breathy. "Careful."

I could feel her panties growing sticky as I moved from kissing to licking and suckling on her supple mound. "I am." I could taste her, the sharp taste of vanilla carried on her juice. "God I love that ponies have flavor...."

I slid her panties off, leaving them to dangle damp from one of her shaking legs. Her sex was splayed out for me, her hooves knocking against the underside of the table as she presented her holes. Her bright pink slit, buried among two puffy grey lips, leading down into a super tight pucker. The air was heavy, and the smell was starting to go to my head. "Oh my god...just-" I jammed my thumbs against he squishy flesh and spread her slit wide, her winking clit flashing me jitteringly.

I felt my mouth water as I stared at the dimly lit pink. "Maine, hah...just, do something." I felt a hoof reach down and press against my crown. Octavia tried to pull me into place, and slowly I let her. I closed my eyes, and by the time I popped them open again I was face to face with her dripping slit. "Maine.... Do- something!"

I dug my thumbs against her, causing her to mumble and giving me an easy dip against her. My tongue met her moist opening, driving past her puffy slit and into the sweet honeypot behind it. I dug in, letting my nose press against her lips as I lapped at her vanilla flavored pussy. "Mm, careful." Octavia's hoof pressed against the back of my head, joined by a second on the other side of my skull.

I took a deep breath as Octavia's hooves tightened around the back of my head. I let out soft moans as I darted my tongue in and out of her sticky hole. I rubbed her lips with my thumbs, slowly moving one now wet and sticky thumb lower. "Maine...what are you doing?" Octavia asked, huffing lightly the whole time. "Maine?"

I pressed my thumb lightly against her back door. "Maine!" I kept on, circling her doughnut with my thumb. "Maine- just- slow-- Ah!" I licked from her tap up her slit. Octavia's hooves jammed against my head as my tongue dragged its sweet path up towards her clit. I felt her entire body jolt as I took her winking bulb between my lips. I gave it a quick suckle, causing Octavia's hooves to press against my head as hard as she could. Her back legs wrapped around my head as I slowly pushed my wet thumb into her hot little asshole.

Octavia's voice caught in her throat as I slipped my thumb into her ass. Her hot little bun clenched around me, sending the rest of her rigid around my head. I took a deep breath through my nose, nearly blacking out from the heavy aroma of sweat and sexual fluids. Her clit continued to wink and flit itself at me as I jammed my thumbs into her warm insides, tugging at the tender flesh of her ass and filling her slippery sweet pussy. I fit my entire thumb into her sticky love hole, and pulled at the edges of her pucker with my free hand.

I dug my hand into flank flesh. I buried my mouth around her slit, lapping up at her hot juices and tonging along her squishy body. I pulled and pushed against her button, causing her hooves to clamp down on my head with each jab. "Maine, slow down."

I moved myself down, my lips now soaked in sticky vanilla mare juice. "No." I kissed her slit all the way down, ending with a heavy push into her ass and a slide of my tongue deep into her moist pussy. I tugged her with my thumb, spreading both of her holes and letting my tongue dig deep before being squeezed be her fluxuating insides.

"Fuck- fuck- mmm--" Octavia's hooves started to clatter against the underside of the table. One of her forelegs left my head and slammed down hard against the table. A fork landed across the room, bouncing off the concrete floor with a thin metal twang. "Fuck!" Octavia clenched her legs around me, pulling me into her pussy as she came. I closed my eyes and let the mare's organ abuse my overly dampened tongue. I kept suckling at her squishy pussy, mind lost in the sweet taste of mare. I could feel my legs start to ache, my pussy itching for something hot to fill it.

I pulled back, taking a deep, sticky hot breath. "Oh god." I stuck my thumb in my mouth, my other hand still stuffed in Octavia's ass. "That was everything I wanted it to be." I felt a warm sensation settle in my chest as I sucked at my vanilla coated thumb. "I love--"

Why the fuck did everything just go dark?

Am I dead?

... Is this what being dead is?

Holy shit, being dead sucks!