School of Knock Hards

"So, Spike huh?" Vinyl asked once they helped him toss his bags into the bedroom he'd picked out, "How's college life so far?"

"Well, I-I just finished registering a..a little while ago. " He stammered, trying not to stare at the four shapely legs before him, "But, it's not too bad at the moment. Made a couple friends, and now I just gotta pick the class I want in." He distracted himself from the pair by looking around what they said was a 'dorm', "This where we'll be staying?" The main room was an island kitchen/living room combo with the bedrooms and bathroom just off it. "Gotta admit, I'm impressed. This place is pretty big for just a dorm room."

"I know!" Octavia squeaked, "Some ponies in Manehatten would sell their manes for a place like this!"

"It's fully stocked too!" Vinyl rushed over to the kitchen area, "Cutlery, plates, even some gourmet stuff! Check this out, I didn't even know they MADE truffle-flavored potato chips!"

Spike's eyes bulged out, and he almost bit his hand to calm down when he saw her reach up to a nearby cabinet, the action causing her shirt to lift a bit and expose some of her almost bare rear. His eyes widened at the view of the enticing pair of firm, snow white cheeks. He bit harder, almost drawing blood to fight the urge to grab one and squeeze. NO! No! he berated himself You just met them; she may be with someone. Plus, either of them could find it rude, and I don't wanna be thrown out the window!

"Something wrong, Spike?" Octavia asked from beside him, a small grin on her face.

He almost jumped when she spoke, "Oh! Uh, no, nothing wrong! I was just going to ass Vinyl about-I mean ask her about butt-I mean boob-I mean, books!"

Octavia chuckled, "Yes, Vinyl has a very nice ass, doesn't she?"

"Uh-wuh?" He could almost feel his brain screech to a halt

"Damn straight!" Vinyl looked over her shoulder at him before grinning and giving her butt a wiggle.

Dat ass... was all that he could process at the moment.

"But, she needs to keep it covered now that we've got a boy in our room." Octavia replied, walking up to her and giving the backside a very familiar swat.

Vinyl moaned, "Aw, but then those wouldn't feel nearly as good-"

That proved to be more than he could handle at the moment, "WellI'matakeashowerokalater!" He left a cloud of dust behind him as he rushed to the bathroom.

As soon he was out of sight, the two started laughing.

"Oh man! Poor guy looked like he was about to combust!" Vinyl spoke up, "Kinda cute when you think about it."

Octavia giggled, "Indeed. The way he got flustered so easily was rather adorable." they got a couple more chuckles before calming down. So, what do you think of him so far?"

"He seems pretty cool; got taste in music if the tunes he had were any indication. Plus the way he got so awkward was hilarious!" Vinyl smirked, "How 'bout you?"

"A bit of a lusty individual." she replied, before smiling, "Although he does make an attempt to be a gentleman." She gave Vinyl's hip a playful bump with her own, "And he knows what he likes, so that earns him points in my book."

Forty Minutes Later

Spike shivered a bit when he felt the hot water starting to wane. He'd been in the shower for more half an hour now. At first it'd been to take a cold one, but he quickly changed his mind when the icy water hit his crotch.

Not. Fun.

Of course, once he got the hot water going, he didn't see any point not going ahead and washing up. Thankfully there was some hotel style shampoo and body wash there. It actually proved relaxing and he'd managed to take his mind off 'Tavi and Vinyl.

Once he'd gotten all the soap off, he sighed and stepped out, feeling much better...

And right into the towel-clad breasts of Octavia herself.

Octavia's POV

"Vinyl, I'm going to take a shower."

"Kay. I might get one too later, so save me some hot water!" came the reply as Octavia grabbed her favorite scrub brush and started for the bathroom. Neither of them had seen their new roommate for a little while, but figured he was off somewhere trying to unwind. She made a mental note for the two of them to apologize for the teasing...though, preferably when she wasn't just wearing a towel like she was at the moment, a showering habit she'd probably have to break, considering they now had a male roommate.

"Hm, rather warm in here." She said to herself when she felt the moist heat hit her, Did the heater get turned on? She shrugged it off and headed for the shower stall.

Only for it to open and a naked Spike almost walk into her.

"Oh!" She gasped, covering her mouth as she noticeably pinked, "Spike, I-I'm sorry! I forgot you had come in here..th-the door was unlocked and..." Her voice caught in her throat as-a fragrance of some kind-assailed her nose. The scent was like her favorite lemon-orange massage oil, the blend that left her a state of bliss afterwards. She sighed and took a deep breath, following it to its source: him. With that realization, her gaze began to slowly trail down his body as a spark of arousal lit up in her mind.

Octavia's breath hitched a bit-and her grip on her towel weakened-when she looked over broad shoulders and-while he wasn't as bulked as some stallions she'd seen-his chest and arms had a noticeable definition she found rather enjoyable, along with the evident six-pack he had. Lower still...and her eyes widened at the object hanging between his legs. "C-Celestia..." She whispered, the towel slipping away to the floor and her mind drifting between Is..is that normal size for his species? and Would that even fit in me??

"Octavia..."

When she heard his voice, the growing haze of desire lifted just enough for her to realize what was going on. A hand on her chest confirmed what she knew and her face lit up.

"Y-Your towel..."

"Oh! Y-yes...quite all right, Tripod." She replied absentmindedly looking back down, "SPIKE!" She squeaked after catching herself, and wiping off the hint of drool on her lip. "I mean Spike!" She looked at him for a scant few seconds before bolting.

Spike's POV

Spike almost jumped when he saw Octavia in front of him. Oh crap, I forgot to lock it didn't it? He was about to apologize when she beat him to it, though it was mainly for just coming in like she did.

He didn't quite expect that, nor when she suddenly stopped and sniffed. Spike raised an eye. wondering if he scrubbed up fully. Then she inhaled pretty deep, and an odd look crossed her face. The slightly glazed look in her eyes seemed familiar for a moment, huh, kinda looks like Fluttershy's when I was scratching her head. She just say something? he added when he heard what sounded like a light whisper from her.

Then her towel fell.

Spike's eyes widened and his own face turned beet red at the now nude ponygirl. It was almost impossible for him NOT to look at, as he'd later call it, 'her smokin' bod'. Now, he'd be the first to admit he was more into 'A' when it came to T&A, but he'd happily say Octavia's breasts were two of the most attractive he'd ever seen; well rounded and firm-looking, topped with a cute pair of light brown sugar-colored nipples.

He managed to tear his eyes away from them and took note of her flat stomach; most noticeably her navel, what he considered his favorite part of that area on a girl's body. What is it about girls' belly buttons? he asked himself before his gaze landed on something he'd seen only one other time. Whoa... he managed to work out, Hers is REALLY cute.... Given she was completely covered in fur, it was safe to assume pubic hair wasn't an issue with them.

He found himself starting to smile a bit before realizing it and snapping himself back to the matter at hand, "Um...O-Octavia...?"

As soon as he said her name, she blinked a few times, the glazed appearance promptly fading some and her face taking on an impressive blush.

"Your towel..." Okay...she got nervous quick. And 'tripod'? What'd she mean by THAT? Before he could really say anything else, she was out the door. As she turned, however, he noticed a large treble clef on both her thighs, setting halfway on a nicely rounded backside. "Um, cute tattoos...tush too..." Unfortunately, she was already gone.

By the time she had rounded the corner, Octavia's heart was hammering in her chest. Whether from excitement or embarassment, she didn't know. As soon as she reached the door to her bedroom, she leaned against the wall to try and calm herself down

"Whoa, Tavi! Not that I'm complaining, but...you sure you wanna be running around in your birthday suit?" Vinyl asked when she saw her, "Heh, Spike's head might explode if he sees you."

She couldn't fight the returning blush, "He..he already did..."

"He exploded??"

"No, Vinyl...we forgot he had ran to the shower earlier...and he forgot to lock the door."

"Oh." Vinyl's eyes widened, "Oooh...he saw you??'

"We saw each other, actually...he'd stepped out of the shower almost right into me. Needless to say I was rather embarrassed about my faux pas and apologized, but then...I smelled something."

"What? He fart?"

"Wah..eew! Vinyl, no!" Octavia shook her head, "It wasn't anything like THAT! It was from him but it wasn't soap or anything..." A light moan escaped her lips, "It was like my favorite massage oil."

"The one that leaves you kinda boneless when you use it?"

"More or less. I can't really explain it, but his scent..." She ran a hand over her breast, "Celestia, it was one of the most arousing things I've experienced."

"Serious?" Vinyl lowered her shades, "Damn."

"I didn't even really know my towel had fallen until he spoke up, and I realized what was happening. But...I don't think he even knew what he was doing to me...I wanted him.." She moaned a little louder as she pinched her nipple, "Celestia's pert flanks, I want him...!"

"Wow..." Vinyl just stared at her in amazement...for about five seconds, then a perverted grin crossed her face, "So, how big is he?"

"Pardon?"

"Well, you said he just stepped out of the shower. Soo....?"

"Vinyl Scratch! You know I'm not that kind of mare! I..uh...I..." She found her self relenting under her friend's grin, and simply gestured.

By this time, Spike had gotten dressed and was out of the bathroom, just time to hear the end of the conversation, though he couldn't see them from his spot, "Huh? Why's Vinyl so interested in my height?"

When he heard her again it was almost in shock, "You're pulling my leg! And that's when...HOLY SHIT!"

When he heard that, Spike frowned, "So I'm not some giant; I'm five-ten; I'm not THAT short...!"