My Little Pony - Affection and Love
Chapter 1 - The First Time
“I cannot believe you, Vinyl Scratch…!” Octavia gritted her teeth, the cellist not knowing if to scold at or laugh at the DJ’s gift.
“What? Come on, it’s a perfect fit! You should have seen the look on the designer lady’s face when I handed her the measurements and told her what I wanted!” Vinyl grinned from ear to ear, the DJ relaxing comfortably on the large double bed behind Octavia.
The cellist sighed, looking at the large, black-painted cardboard box in her hands, the discarded lid lying at her feet; inside the box on a sheet of purple velvet lay a set of finely polished leather garments of raunchy design, Octavia feeling herself blush harder and harder.
“This is right out perverse, Vinyl! You can’t expect me to wear this!” Octavia took hold of one of the outfit’s boots, holding it up and dangling it in front of herself.
“It’ll be fine! I want to see my hot girlfriend dress sexy for me! Pleeeeease?” Vinyl winked, sitting on her knees and gesturing pleadingly at Octavia, the cellist doing her best not to show her amusement.
“…Fine! I’ll wear it for you, but look away first!” Octavia groaned as she made sure Vinyl was looking away, Octavia beginning to slip out of her pajamas and undergarments as she put the outfit on piece by piece, part of her admitting that it honestly felt quite good as well as well as exciting to wear such a seductive costume.
“OK, you’re allowed to look now” Octavia turned to face Vinyl, the DJ opening her eyes, which went wide as she let out a shriek of excitement and laughed heartily.
“I knew it! Ohhhh, you look soooo hot in it, Octy!” the DJ exclaimed cheerfully, Octavia blushing as she walked towards the bed.
“S-Stop it! At least I hope you appreciate it, you pervert!” Octavia sat down besides Vinyl and looked sourly at her, the DJ unable to keep from snickering and feeling herself become even more aroused than she already was.
“Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?” Vinyl asked with a grin, Octavia sighing as she sat and pondered the thought, a sudden idea coming to her mind.
“There may be something, yes,” Octavia said, turning to face Vinyl; “go down to the kitchen and find that bottle of wine in the fridge, as well as two glasses.”
“Ohhh, getting mighty fancy up in this here crib, are we? Hihih! I’ll be right back!” Vinyl giggled amused as she stood up, making her way downstairs and leaving Octavia alone with her thoughts.
“Fancy outfits, expensive wine, dimly lit room,” Octavia thought to herself, feeling herself blush; “that little minx sure moves fast, and sooner than later she’ll properly want-...”
Octavia’s train of thought came to a screeching halt as new thoughts of intimacy and sex flooded her mind, making her blushing far worse; in truth, she knew about as much about sex as the next person, but that was the basic concepts, and she had no idea how in Celestia’s name two women would be able to find pleasure from each other.
“Gotta say, every time I look at you, I get kinda hot and bothered, Octy,” Vinyl eventually arrived with a bottle and two fine glasses, putting them on the nightstand as she sat down besides Octavia.
“Oh! Uhm, really? O-Or is it just this raunchy outfit? Hpmh! Figures! With the way it just-…” Octavia leaned back as Vinyl, her devilishly perverted grin slowly appearing on her lips, leaned against her, Octavia trying her best to remain cool and collected.
“If you’re trying to turn me off, you’re kinda failing it, sexy,” Vinyl nudged herself ever closer to Octavia, the cellist suppressing a small, nervous whimper.
“W-What is it even that attracts you to me like this??” Octavia blurted out, Vinyl raising an eyebrow, yet her grin did not go away.
“Well, there’s the hint of this innocent, cute little noble lady who’s never had to save up her bits to buy a toy for herself all her life,” Vinyl began; “then there’s the sexy body with the soft eyes, the wry and cool demeanor she shows all the time, the thrill of teasing you, to hear how you’ve come to view the world and not be stuck-up about it; want me to go on?”
Octavia gave up; when the girl she had fallen in love with sounded like she had that many valid reasons, maybe she was the one who might have been testing this terribly perverted DJ’s patience.
“…What is so fun about teasing me, again?” Octavia let out a sigh, Vinyl slowly removing her shades and putting them on the nightstand.
“Your reactions, of course! It’s funny seeing how you struggle not to give in when I get a little naughty, and it’s fun to see you blush when I just say something perverted,” Vinyl explained as she began unbuttoning her shirt, Octavia looking as Vinyl began undressing.
“So…are we really going to do this? I-I mean, we don’t have to rush this! I mean, if you don’t feel ready-…” Octavia began as part of her mind felt overwhelmed at the prospect of having sex with Vinyl.
“Yeeeeah, I think that’s more yourself you’re talking to now,” Vinyl said and shrugged; “I’ve made up what it is I’d like to do tonight, and unless you’re against it, I’d really just like to start and take it slow…ooooor I can just snuggle up and go to sleep; it’s your call.”
“B-But, how can you be so relaxed, Vinyl?? It’s SEX! It’s actually kind of an important thing for a romantic relationship…” Octavia first stammered, but then, once again, blurted out her feelings, although she felt it had sounded more accusingly this time.
“I gotta admit, I’m not the pure, virtuous Vinyl you think I am,” Vinyl made her voice terribly melodramatic, with added exaggerated gestures; “not three years ago, in my early teenage years, I bought magazines and even asked my parents about things like sex, so when I found out I was into girls, I was kinda shocked at first, but then I figured that if the love’s there, no-one really can deny you.”
In her own, crude way of phrasing, Octavia had to admit that Vinyl was right; no-one had the right to judge what was right or wrong in love or relationships.
“But, if we’re actually going to have sex, a-are you sure it’ll feel good? I mean, I once read a book on how to do it, but I got scolded by my mother and forbidden to use our library” Octavia rubbed her hands nervously, Vinyl rolling her eyes as she moved in and hugged the surprised Octavia.
“Of course it’ll feel good, silly! I love you, and I’d like to think you love me, so we’ll figure it all out! Making love doesn’t need to be a science” Vinyl rubbed her chin against Octavia’s bared arm, the cellist feeling herself getting aroused at the naked DJ besides her, Octavia trying all she could to not simply throw herself at Vinyl, but to act in a ladylike fashion.
“EEEP!” Octavia let out a cry as something warm and wet suddenly touched her arm, the cellist looking down to spot a grinning Vinyl running her tongue over her arm.
“Why, you-…!” Octavia sneered as she reached out with her free arm in an attempt to catch Vinyl, but the DJ simply dodged out of the way, leading Octavia to effectively reach through the air and land flat on her face, much to the DJ’s amusement.
“If that’s what I get outta one lick, then I can’t wait until we get started for real!” Vinyl teased as she leaned back on the bed and spread out her arms and legs, Octavia slowly getting up and leaning menacingly over her.
“Y-You’re such a-…a-…!” Octavia tried finding the right word to sum up her frustration with her raunchy and shameless girlfriend, but when her mind failed her, she instead resolved to look as menacingly at Vinyl as she could.
“Punk? Hooligan? Pervert?” Vinyl tried, her lips curling into a sly grin; “guess what: I’m your perverted hooligan of a punk, and I’m just very much in crazy love with you, baby!”
Had Octavia had the ability to look at herself, she would properly have been unnerved by the sudden twitch in her eye as she reached out, growled and planted her hands on Vinyl’s arms and her legs on the DJ’s, Octavia effectively hindering Vinyl from moving.
“I’ve got you now! What do your smart mouth have to say to THAT? Huh??” Octavia looked triumphantly at Vinyl, the DJ snickering uncontrollably.
“…I’d say that if you don’t kiss me soon, I think I might just get upset” Vinyl’s voice came out in a seductive way as she purposefully tried struggling against Octavia, her ample breasts lightly grazing Octavia’s own.
“Me? Kissing you? W-Well, you’ve stolen one or so from me before, but something like this…” Octavia blushed as her words trailed off and she looked down at the DJ, Vinyl enjoying every second of her girlfriend’s hesitation and blushing.
“Heheh, yep, and by the way, Octy,” Vinyl winked up at the cellist; “want to know a little secret?”
“Uhm, s-sure! What is it?” Octavia blinked as she focused her attention on Vinyl’s face.
“You’re not really putting your weight where it should be!” Vinyl grinned as Octavia something move under her legs, too late realizing that Vinyl had succeeded in getting her legs loose, and now were locking them behind Octavia’s back.
“Gotcha!” Vinyl giggled; “now we’ve both been caught.”
“Vinyl, you…you-…urrrrrgh, Celestia help me…” Octavia groaned as she realized her situation, Vinyl’s lewd smirking not doing anything to help her.
“Well, if you won’t, I suppose I’ll have to take the lead” Vinyl rolled her eyes, her pupils shining with a magenta aura of magic as Octavia noticed something very small out of the corner of her eye, the object growing bigger as it came closer to her.
“En garde, Octy!” Vinyl grinned as the cellist suddenly understood what the object had been as a feather duster began dusting away at her, hitting her sensitive skin and lightly tickling her as Vinyl’s magic assaulted her girlfriend’s senses.
“N-Nohohohohoooooh! St-Stop i-hihihihihihi-it! OK! OK! I give! I GIVE!” Octavia snickered and giggled as she was tickled, slowly moving away from Vinyl, the DJ grabbing the feather duster and proceeding to sit herself upon Octavia, using the feather duster to tickle every exposed spot on the cellist.
“So, how’d you like that, hm? So high and mighty as long as you’re on top of it all,” Vinyl kept teasing Octavia, her girlfriend panting from the abundance of stimuli as well as feeling herself at her wits’ end.
“OK! I’ve had it! I won’t take this anymooooore!” Octavia cried out and reached upwards, closing her eyes and looking away as she grabbed hold of her target.
“…Uhm, Octy, you’re kinda groping me,” Vinyl took a moment to realize as she felt the cellist’s hands softly touching and occasionally lightly squeezing her exposed breasts, Octavia’s face practically beet red.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, really! B-But I’ve had it with your innuendos and your sly little remarks, s-so if there is any justice, it’s only fitting you get what’s coming to you!” Octavia at first looked shamefully at Vinyl, but remembering all the DJ’s former teases and insinuations, she felt her guilt melt away.
“…HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Oh, ohohohoh, Octavia,” Vinyl burst into fits of laughter as she held her arms around her stomach, tears of laughter rolling down her cheeks; “t-that has got to be the most adorable thing you’ve ever said! And heck, it took you THIS long just to want to grope me?? If you’ve got any lewder fantasies, let me have them! I want them! I want them as much as I want you, silly!”
“But-…but-…urrrrrgggghhh! OK! Fine! Ta-Take this, you crude temptress!” Octavia stammered nervously as she felt herself about to give in, her mind unable to conjure up any other excuses or reasons why not to indulge herself with Vinyl, Octavia finally blinking and her nervous stammering dying out as she reached her hands for Vinyl’s breasts again.
“Hihih, fondling my tits; was that really all you wanted?” Vinyl chuckled and teased her girlfriend mercilessly, the cellist simply putting more effort into her groping and enjoying the feeling of Vinyl’s breasts in her hands.
“Ummmm, it does feel good, though; try-…” Vinyl began as she moaned, only to see Octavia sit up and slowly force herself down upon Vinyl, her mouth mere inches from the DJ’s.
“Time for payback!” Octavia said softly and passionately, the cellist letting go of her restraints as she placed a light kiss on Vinyl’s lips, then a firmer and more passionate one, the DJ moaning softly into Octavia’s mouth.
“Isn’t it awesome to just let it go? There’s not really any shame in admitting you’ve been wanting to do this,” Vinyl smirked; “and in that outfit, you really shouldn’t try and act innocent.”
“Well, you gave me this, and…it does sit really comfortable, all things considered,” Octavia stroke her body against Vinyl, the cellist finding some amusement as she breasts hit against the DJ’s; “I think I really needed this.”
“Just you wait until it’s my turn; I’ll drive you crazy” Vinyl hissed passionately up at the cellist, only to receive another passionate kiss, Octavia feeling her Vinyl’s legs were wrapping themselves behind her back.
Author's Note
Well, more will be coming in time, but in honor of the New Year, I felt I should post this piece I have been working on for some time. Hope you enjoy!
