Vinyl's Inner Fire

by ABronyLife42

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Sex, Spitfire, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, DJ P0N-3
Length: 8039

Shipping of Vinyl Scratch and Spitfire

After a long day of constant autograph signing, aerial acrobatics, and her team's constant bragging, Spitfire tries to escape from it all for one night. Deciding to go out on the town of Cloudsdale to one of their famous clubs, Clipped Wings, she meets the famous DJ-Pon3, also known as Vinyl Scratch. What happens when they begin to feel for each other?
Warning: This is Vinyl Scratch and Spitfire clop.

Story inspired by the picture done by: Melancholy Sanctuary

Published 2012-07-15 20:14:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-10-25 22:02:45 UTC

How to Tame the Fire

I am seriously tired of this bullshit. Spitfire thought after signing the hundredth autograph that day. She and the rest of the team were sitting at a table outside the Cloudsdale flying arena, where they had just recently put on a show for all of the young pegasi. She liked flying more than anything, but they were doing shows twice every other day. The stress was beginning to show. Her red eyes from the lack of sleep, and extensive use of her wings were making them sag and ache. She was writing her signature down more aggressively each time a new fan trotted up to her. Some of them were even afraid to hoof their posters to her.

Her team was also getting on her nerves lately. They seemed to be alright with showing off their talents everyday and then bragging about their skill to each other back at their headquarters afterwards. It made Spitfire sick. It was all good fun for a while, but it was beginning to get old and she wanted to do something other than put on a show for others.

I should go out and do something fun tonight. I haven't been to the club, ‘Clipped Wings,’ in a long time and I've heard that famous DJ will be there tonight. With that thought, she bucked the seat she was sitting in and sent it flying into the side wall of the arena. Everypony stared at her with their jaws dropped.

"I'm done for today! I’m leaving!” she said with ferocity, and, with a grim smirk, she added, "Does anypony have any objections?" The look on her face was fiery as she stared down the crowd. Nopony made a sound. With a satisfied huff, she walked off to get ready for the club.

Soarin sat there with his hoof between his eyes. He knew that Spitfire was going to lose it eventually. She had been in a bad mood since the day the team signed a contract with the Cloudsdale Arena manager. Well, everypony signed it, but her because she had told them that it wasn’t worth doing so many shows for over a year. Also, as their captain, Spitfire had a lot more responsibilities than the other team members.

He turned his head to his team members and said, "I'm gonna go check on her and make sure she doesn't tear down the place. Can you guys handle the rest of these autographs?" They nodded at him and continued on with their signings.

He looked at the rest of the fans and said loudly, "I’m sorry to inform you all, but I must go tend to Spitfire. She hasn’t been feeling well lately." He pushed his chair out and trotted towards their home. Many pegasi frowed by his leave, but they simply moved into the other lines for Fleetfoot and the other Wonderbolts.

****

As quickly she had left, Spitfire had made it to their headquarters and was in her room. Her room had not only a nice big bed and fancy dresser with all the different sets of suits she wore for different events they go to, but she had a bathroom fit for Princess Celestia. Her pride and joy of the bathroom was her shower; it was big enough to fit the whole Wonderbolts team inside, and she had it all to herself. She was finally able to go in the bathroom and take off her sweaty, sticky uniform before entering the shower’s grand doorway. She left the water running for a few minutes before she entered, so it was nice and warm. With the water running through her orange gold mane. She smiled, falling into bliss. The pleasant sensation gave her an idea.

I have been tending to everypony else’s needs lately that I seem to have neglected my own. She then stood up on her hind legs and leaned against the wall before slowly moving her front hoof down to her marehood and beginning to rub slowly. Her moaning was soft, at first, as waves of pleasure shot through her. The sensation of each motion sent shivers through her whole body. She began to rub a bit faster and harder. Now, the sensation she felt was even stronger than what she felt before. The water continued to fall on her as she rubbed her clit faster and her moaning grew louder, echoing through her massive bathroom. Her head hung backwards from the ecstasy she felt. She had her eyes closed, but opened them to see her shower head remembering some thing very special about it

It was not only made to be able to detach from where it hung, but it also had a setting its head that read "massage".

Oh sweet Celestia, that would be perfect right now. Without a second thought, she stopped rubbing and grabbed the shower head, turning the dial and slowly dragging it to her crotch. The feeling of ecstasy doubled, and that was almost enough to send her over the edge; but, fortunately, not yet. She then continued to rub faster than before, the shower head and its overwhelming feeling almost throwing her off balance on her hind legs. Luckily, she was able to hold herself steady.

Her whole body stiffened from the orgasm as she continued to rub with the shower head until her body collapsed and fell onto the floor with a light thud. She was shaking from the intense orgasm she had given herself and relaxed, basking in its pleasure. If felt like she could lay there for days, alone with her sexual desires and a shower head

After cleaning herself properly, she came out of the shower and dried herself off with a towel. She smiled That felt so good. I can't seem to remember the last time I did that; it must have been way too long for me. Note to self: masturbating with the shower head increases intensity of orgasm She giggled to herself from the mental note.

****

Soarin entered the Wonderbolts’ headquarters quietly and looked around to see if Spitfire was anywhere. Once he saw that it was empty, he headed over to Spitfire's room and was ready to knock...

WHACK!

Spitfire had swung the door open; not hard, but she had no idea Soarin was there, so he got hit pretty hard across the face.

"Hey Spit. Will you just calm down for a second and just talk to me?" he said, muffled from him rubbing his cheek.

"I'm sorry Soarin… about your face and me not talking to you." She spoke with a somewhat sad look on her face as she began to trot to the exit.

"But don't you see you’re losing a lot fans with the way you've been acting lately?" He asked. She turned around and glared at him.

"Piss off, Soarin. If it wasn't for the team’s idiotic decision to sign that contract I wouldn't be acting like this!" He bowed his head. This was true. He didn't even consider how rough it would be on her, but instead he signed contract anyway.

"I understand what I did was wrong, but... this isn't the way to be acting about the past." Glumly, he looked at her. She raised an eyebrow.

"That's the dumbest shit I've ever heard you say. I’m well within my rights to be mad at all of you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be going out tonight." Soarin's lips fumbled, but no words came out. When Spitfire had her mind made up, nopony was capable of holding her back. She left the headquarters with a rather aggressive door slam and headed straight to Clipped Wings.

***

The building looked like a small, run down apartment complex with broken bared windows, and had a neon, wing shaped sign hanging on the edge saying "Clipped Wings". Spitfire was doing little skips in the air from the excitement she was feeling. She could hear the heavy pounding of the bass, and it only increased as she got closer to entrance. There was a long line of ponies waiting to get in and she grimaced at the idea of waiting so long.

Damn! How the buck am I gonna get in now? Bringing a hoof up to her chin, she looked around the building for any other entrances and there it was, as if Celestia herself put it there, an arrow sign pointing upwards saying "VIP" in gold letters. Perfect! She flew up pretty high so that nopony would see her, and then straightened out directly towards the top of the building. Landing pretty softly, she noticed, to her relief, that there was nopony waiting to enter. However, a burly looking bouncer stood next to the elevator. She trotted up to him and he recognized her immediately, so he simply nodded and pushed a button to open the elevator doors.

Once inside the elevator, she pushed the only button that had the letters VIP. The doors closed and the elevator went down to her floor. The sound of music was getting louder and a tingling urge to dance was sent through her, but she resisted until the doors opened. When they did, the full ambiance of bass hit her eardrums and it could only be described as majestic. She didn't even pay attention to her surrounding, and instead jumped out of the elevator and began to dance. Luckily for her there was nopony around her that would get hit by the wide turns and shakes of her rump.

****

Down below, Vinyl was turning dials and spinning records on her turntable, engulfed in the sound of her music. She opened her eyes for a bit and looked around. The stage she was in a big cage that hung from the rafters and was placed at the farthest side of the club, so she could see everything. The club had a massive dance floor with clouds changing colors to the beat and with a hundred or more ponies grinding and dancing to the music. She smiled wide at them. Her favorite part of this job was seeing ponies get lost in her beats as if nothing else mattered.

One pony that caught her attention was an orange and golden-maned pony that was dancing harder than any pony in the club. Wow, that pony really knows how to party. Vinyl couldn't look away from the frantically dancing pony. She was hypnotized by the orange mane bouncing and enjoyed the way she carried herself about. Though she had a constant stare, was still able to continue on with her work Let's see if I can make this pony my little puppet.

She giggled wickedly at the thought. So, she slowed down the rhythm entirely and watched as every pony slowed their grinding. The golden-maned mare slowed down also. She was on her hind legs with her front legs against the wall as she began grinding it. Oh my Celestia!

Vinyl expected her to start moving slow like everypony but she was really getting into it, as if the music was turning her on with its rhythmic beat. While she stared with her mouth hanging open, almost drooling, Vinyl noticed something interesting on the golden mare's rump. It was a thunderbolt cutie mark, meaning... She’s Spitfire, captain of the Wonderbolts! It was unbelievable. Vinyl had never seen her outside of shows before and never thought for a second that she would be out clubbing. Throughout the rest of the night, Vinyl had fun watching Spitfire shake her body with every rhythm change and beat mix.

****

After what felt like minutes to Spitfire, the music came to an end and she was dripping of sweat after dancing for hours. Pulling up a chair, she sat down, looked out from the balcony and saw a white coated and electric blue-maned mare in a cage being pulled up into the ceiling. Her eyes followed the her all the way up. The pony lifted up her sunglasses before winking at her with a wide grin. Spitfire blushed and looked away as the cage disappeared into ceiling.

Her music was amazing. I couldn't stop moving even when I wanted to. Soon afterwards, the cage came back down, but a different pony was in it. A mint green coated pony with fishnet stockings was flaunting her plot to the beats of the bass. She turned on the music, but Spitfire didn't find it as appealing as the last DJ's. She was panting from the constant dancing and decided to sit and listen instead of going on another grinding (or dancing) spree.

****

Vinyl was able to get out of the cage, which was surround by clouds, thanks to the rediscovery of the spell that gave any pony the ability to walk on clouds.. She went downstairs to the VIP balcony and there Spitfire was, sitting down and resting after her previously constant movement. Vinyl slowly moved towards her from the farthest corner of the room. She argued with herself as she approached.

What do I say?

Tell her you saw her dancing and that you thought it was hot!

Oh, that's not creepy.

Yeah, but it's true.

That's too blunt though!

She did blush when you winked at her.

She could have just been overheated from dancing so much.

“Hi there. I enjoyed your performance.” said Spitfire in a shy, kind voice. Not realizing how close she was, Vinyl’s thoughts went completely blank.

“I... uh… watched you dance.” She face-hoofed. Smooth.

Spitfire giggled and blushed as she spoke, “Oh, you did? Well, your music was so good. How could I resist dancing to it?” Vinyl turned her head sideways and blushes also, before responding.

“Well, you know, it's kind of my passion to DJ, so I consider myself somewhat of an expert.”

“Well, Miss ‘Expert,’ what’s your name?” Spitfire stared at Vinyl. The slight sparkle in those orange eyes pierced through Vinyl's soul.

Vinyl almost forgot her name,“My... name is... Vinyl Scratch.”

“Well, Vinyl, what are you doing tonight?”She asked as she continued to stare at Vinyl with her piercing, seductive look.

“I'm, uh, not doing anything. Why?” Vinyl knew what was coming next, she just couldn't believe that it was happening.

“You should come back to my place,” Spitfire said seductively.

“Y-yeah, that would be great.” said Vinyl with a wide grin on her face. I can't believe I am going home with Spitfire. They left the club the same way that Spitfire came in. They reached the edge of the building and Vinyl stared at Spitfire. “How are we gonna get down from here?” She asked. Spitfire turned her head towards her with a sly grin.

“Oh Vinyl, We’re gonna fly.” Before Vinyl had any time to object, Spitfire flew up, came back around, and wrapped her arms around Vinyl, letting her hooves dangle in the air. Vinyl was speechless by how strong Spitfire was. She’s such a small looking pegasus, but she’s definitely not weak. The flight took only a few minutes longer than usual, but Spitfire showed no struggle while holding Vinyl during the flight.

The two ponies stood at the entrance of the Wonderbolts’ headquarters. Spitfire lifted up the cloud's doormat to pick up a key before using it to unlock the door. She sped to her room with Vinyl in tow, so Vinyl did not get a very good look around the building. Once they entered Spitfire's room, she turned around and locked the door behind her. Flustered, she spoke.

“Sorry about that. I don't want anypony knowing that I’m home yet.” Vinyl raised an eyebrow.

“Why’s that? Do they not know you have a thing for mares?” Blushing red again, Spitfire had a little irritated tone as she said

“No, it's not that. My team has gotten on my nerves lately and I just don't want to be bothered by them." Her head hung low to ground in a kind of sad way, staring blankly at the floor.

"Oh, I understand." Vinyl smiled at her. She looked so cute when she blushed, and her sad face made Vinyl feel the need to hug her.

With that, Vinyl walked over to her and hugged her firmly. Spitfire warmly accepted the hug; it was exactly what she needed after the long month of constant work. They stood there, embracing each other for several minutes until Spitfire pulled back a bit and looked into Vinyl's beautiful ruby eyes. They were the eyes of a pony who partied heavily, but the care and kindness she possessed shone through. I... I could get lost in eyes like those.

Spitfire and Vinyl leaned in towards each other and kissed passionately, each one exploring the inside of each other’s mouth. The sensation of their tongues brushing on each other began to slowly arouse them; they continued like that for several minutes. Afterward, Spitfire regretfully pulled away and said in a huffy voice, "Lay down on the bed."

Vinyl understood, somewhat dazed from the kiss, and jumped up on Spitfire's amazingly soft bed. Turning on her side to face Spitfire, she prepared for what Spitfire was going to do.

Then, Spitfire slowly trotted towards the front of the bed, shaking her rump from side-to-side as seductively as she could. She crawled up from the edge towards the eagerly awaiting Vinyl, who was quite turned on by this show. Spitfire reached Vinyl's legs and ran a hoof up Vinyl's right side. The soft touch of Spitfire's hoof sent a tingling wave up Vinyl's body. Spitfire continued her slow seductive pace up Vinyl's leg to her crotch. Upon arrival, she began to rub the outer edges, and Vinyl's vagina was already wet from arousal. The feeling stiffened up the entirety of Vinyl's body. Spitfire cooed, “Oh, somepony is a bit sensitive." She continued to move her hoof in circles on Vinyl's nub making her quiver side to side.

"Hehe, yeah." Vinyl couldn't say much in response. Spitfire then bent down and spread open Vinyl's outer walls of her slits and she slowly began to lick the sides of the entrance. Vinyl began to moan rather loudly from the onslaught and took everything she to keep her from yelling. Spitfire slid her tongue throughout the edges as slowly as she could, to keep Vinyl from cumming early. However, without warning, she drove her tongue straight into Vinyl's moist depths. That was almost enough to bring Vinyl right over the edge. The wave of ecstasy was overwhelming and Vinyl practically screeched now.

"Oh my Luna! Don't you bucking stop!"

Her moaning and wetness had Spitfire completely aroused, and she wanted start rubbing her clit also. She remembered though I have something much bigger planned when I’m done with her. It was clear as day to Spitfire as she continued on with her activity. She went faster with her tongue and started performing a snaking motion inside Vinyl's cavity. It was driving Vinyl insane with pleasure. Spitfire realized how close Vinyl was, and pulled away from the entrance, instead focusing her attentions on Vinyl's clit. Vinyl, panted softly.

“Why... did you... Aaaaaahhhh Luna! “ Spitfire gave one swift lick on the bulb and Vinyl's body vibrated from pleasure, her juices oozing out from the preceding orgasm. She looked down at Spitfire's face, which dripped from her wetness. "Wow, that was amazing!" Vinyl said. Spitfire giggled and crawled up beside Vinyl. They hugged each other and stared into each other’s eyes lovingly. As they did so, Vinyl's face then became rather downtrodden.

"What's wrong?" Spitfire asked, innocently. She knew what was coming. It was all a part of her game.

"Well, what you did for me was fantastic, and I would really like to return the favor." Vinyl said honestly. Spitfire smirked. Checkmate.

"Oh, well if you really want to make it up to me… I'll show you something I got, but first I want you to go to bathroom and start the shower. I'll be there in a minute." Vinyl stared at her, with her rolling to one side. [i}She had this planned from the beginning. Oh, what have I gotten myself into? Vinyl, following Spitfire’s requests, got up and went to nearby bathroom. Well, she’s a sneaky one, isn't she? I like that. I’m lookin’ forward to what she has in store.

I would like to thank EXOLIEF, and Loyal2-1 for the editing of this chapter. They are awesome. Do check out their stories when you have the chance. :D And a thanks to Lynked for breaking my story down and helping me fix any issues

Douse the Fire

Vinyl entered the bathroom only had to wait in the shower for a few minutes before Spitfire entered the bathroom with what looked like a black strap in her muzzle. She trotted over to the steaming shower, and as she entered, the warm water slid down the curves of her body. Spitfire spat the toy into her hooves, giving it to Vinyl, who stared with wide eyes.

"Th-this is a strap on," the DJ stuttered.

Spitfire giggled and nodded, "Yes it is."

The strap-on not only had a decent sized dildo in the front, but on the inside were three little plastic prongs that were in a close “V” shape that would rub the clit and inner wall of the marehood. Vinyl continued to gawk at it. How did she ever get her hooves on something like this?

While Vinyl was looking over the toy, Spitfire went to the back of the shower where there was an mp3 stereo hooked into the bathroom. She turned it on and found the perfect song for them to listen to. The song she played was a hard beat with a heavy bass dubstep that made her move her body with the beat. In the midst of her dancing, she looked over at Vinyl and grinned at her continued stare.

"Are ya gonna stare at it all night, or we gonna get started?" she said with a sly smile.

Vinyl blushed and used her magic to slowly slide it on from behind. Once it reached her waist, the prongs had rubbed against the insides of her lips, and slid into place right above the clit. She shivered from the touch. This was the first time Vinyl had ever used one of these. She had always wanted to, but her ex-marefriend, Octavia, was not a very adventurous pony when it came to the bedroom. Well in this case the bathroom, in which the unicorn could feel her sex moisten with anticipation.

Vinyl looked over at Spitfire. She was under the shower head and was running her hooves through her mane as the water poured down upon her. Her golden orange fur glistened from the water. For the dazed unicorn, everything slowed down. She was watching one of most beautiful mares she had ever seen shake her body from side to side and dripping wet. Oh she is beautiful, but seeing her wet like that makes her just plain sexy

Noticing that Vinyl had gotten the straps on and the dildo in their upright position, Spitfire turned towards her, and kissed her on the mouth. Their tongues explored each others mouth and caressed each other with every brush. Vinyl was quick to notice the cinnamon-mint flavor of Spitfire’s tongue, and she couldn’t help but shiver and moan. Spitfire too discovered that Vinyl tasted distinctly of spearmint, causing her to melt into the kiss. The pegasus pulled back a little and lightly bit Vinyl's lip, sending a slight tingle through her body.

Spitfire gently started pushing Vinyl against the wall of the shower, still in the kiss. Once they reached the wall, Spitfire released the kiss, lifted Vinyl on her hind legs and leaned against her with the DJ’s back to the wall. This enabled them to balance each other perfectly on their hind legs. In this position, the dildo's tip prodded at Spitfire's dripping sex, and she slowly eased herself onto it.

She moaned as it slipped inside her quivering marehood. The force of her weight on the strap-on made the prongs rub against Vinyl's clit. They gasped and their faces turned red. Spitfire began to rise and descend on the dildo making them moan loudly. They were both biting the edge of their lips with their heads leaning backwards. She shivered harder at each swat of the prong. Her legs began to shake and her moans grew louder.

The dildo was a bit too big for Spitfire. Every time she went down the dildo would spread her vaginia wider. She bit her lip from the pain, but it was anything she couldn’t handle. She let go of her lip and moaned. Spitfire’s legs shaking, mind was clouded with ecstasy, and she was arching her back too far. As she came up, she lost her balance and started to fall backwards.

Luckily ,Vinyl quickly realized the loss of weight and caught Spitfire with her magic. Spitfire looked up at the DJ with wide eyes, and then smiled softly. The unicorn smiled back and slowly spun Spitfire onto all fours. With Spitfire right under the shower head, the unicorn got on top of her back and re-inserted the dildo into her pink flesh. It was Vinyl's turn to take control. She put both her hooves around Spitfire's waist and began to slowly hump her.

"Oh... buck that feels good!” Spitfire gasped as Vinyl thrust into her. Vinyl started to pound faster into Spitfire, making her unable stand on her front legs. She fell down with her face to floor. With her marehood fully exposed, the the unicorn pound into her easily, pushing her face sliding across the slick tile floor. Vinyl was numb, devoid of anything other than the pleasure that made her eyes roll up and her head tilt back.

She continued her aggressive pounding into Spitfire. Her moaning grew with every thrust, and her body started to stiffen, bu...

"Ahh... Vinyl I'm about to... " Spitfire gasped.

I know just how to finish her off.

Giving up her chance to cum, Vinyl pulled out, bent down and started licking the pegasus's lower lips. The DJ smiled at her squirming and pushed her marehood into the DJ’s mouth. She licked inner sides of Spitfire's pink lips then moved up towards her clit. Vinyl saw the sensitive nub waiting for her. She took one nip at it, and that sent the captain over the edge. Juices slowly flowed from her and she collapsed on the floor. Vinyl huffed, but smiled down at Spitfire, who was trembling and gasping.

“You... pulled out?” Spitfire asked, staring off in the other direction.

“Well there are better ways to make you climax than using some toy. I just happen to know how.” She smirked at Spitfire.

That was not what I was expected at all. She cares more about her partner’s needs than her own. Before today, sounded so ridiculous to Spitfire, but yet something about this one mare made her feel euphoric. No pony had ever treated her this way. She turned towards Vinyl and tapped the floor next to her signaling Vinyl to lay with her.

Vinyl raised an eyebrow. It seemed a little odd to lay down on shower floor, but she smiled. She trotted in front of her and laid down staring into her eyes. Her eyes sparkle like gold... Beautiful. Vinyl thought.

She thinks get away with not cuming after that performance? I think not. Spitfire smiled wickedly at Vinyl.

Vinyl raised an eyebrow, ”Why you smiling like tha... Ahh?”

Spitfire’s stare had Vinyl completely distracted while she had slowly lowered her hoof down to the dildo, and started playing with it lightly like a joystick. Vinyl twitched from the touch of the prongs, still sensitive from before. The DJ could feel the prongs spreading her lips apart and sliding across her inner walls, making her bite her lip. Spitfire increased her speed of her rotations, making her new toy’s mouth hang open breathing heavily and her body stiffen.

“That’s... gonna...!” Vinyl cried.

“Oh? I know what it’s gonna do,” Spitfire cooed.

With one final yank down, the top prong slid right across Vinyl sensitive nub and made her yelp at her climax. The DJ heavy breathing slowed as she came down from her orgasm.

“You know that is second time today? I will have to make you cum again to even the score, ” Vinyl said, still gasping for air.

Spitfire lightly pushed on the DJ. “Nah, what you did was worth two orgasms at least. I evened the score.”

“Oh I was pretty good, wasn’t I?” Vinyl brought her hoof to her chin.

“Hey don’t start getting cocky on me little one. There is still room for improvement.” Spitfire patted Vinyl’s nose.

Vinyl laughed. “All right. I’ll make it worth three orgasms next time.”

Spitfire giggled with her. “We shall see.”

They stayed in the shower for a little longer enjoying the hot water on their fur. After a while Spitfire said, “Hehe... maybe we should go to bed. It’s getting a little stuffy in here and I can feel my skin starting to prune.

“Whatever you feel like doing.” Vinyl grinned. I would lay here all night if she wanted me to.

Spitfire stood, with the fully satisfied unicorn trailing behind, and she quickly turned off the shower and the music.

****

Once Vinyl had removed the strap-on and they were both dried off, Spitfire went to lay down on the bed. Vinyl soon followed, rubbing a towel through her mane. She looked to Spitfire, who was sprawled out under the covers with her eyes already closed.

She must be really tired from that shower. I guess I should leave her be. With a slight frown, Vinyl headed to the door. Spitfire’s ears perked up when she heard the door knob turn. She raised her head and looked at Vinyl.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going?” she asked with her eyebrows furrowed.

“Oh well I thought that... you were... I didn’t want to.”

“Nopony said you could leave,” she said as a sly smile appeared.

Vinyl grinned and trotted to the bed. With her magic, she moved covers to the side. Vinyl plopped beside Spitfire, and cuddle up to her with her hooves around Spitfire’s chest. They were placed together perfectly like pieces of a puzzle. The unicorn laid completely still. She could not fully comprehend that she was staying the night with Spitfire. It was almost too much for her. She sighed and fully relaxed her body, but Spitfire was moving around a bit.

“Is there something wrong? Am I too close?” Vinyl asked.

“No, no you’re fine. It’s just that... never mind.”

“Come on, you can tell me.” Vinyl nuzzled against Spitfire.

“Well this was one of best nights I’ve had in a long time. I don’t think I have been bucked like since grade school,” Spitfire said, chuckling.

Vinyl laughed. ”So what are you saying? That you want to go another round?” She raised her body up and outstretched her hooves, reaching for the strap-on.

Spitfire grabbed her, chuckling at her enthusiasm. ”My Celestia, you have a lot of energy, but no I’d prefer we cuddle,”

“Oh... that’s cool with me. So what’s up then?” Vinyl asked as she went back to cuddling her.

Spitfire flipped, facing the unicorn with a slightly worried look and said, ”I don’t want this to end tonight...“

Vinyl’s heart skipped a beat. Is she suggesting what I think she is? She raised an eyebrow. ”You want us to be together?”

Spitfire nodded with the same disheartened look, ”I mean, I know we just met, but back at the club it felt like I had connection with you through the music, and after you talked to me that feeling grew.”

Wide grin spread across Vinyl’s face. ”Well you know I felt the same connection to.”

Spitfire looked up wide eyed. “You did?”

“Yeah when we were in that shower. I had a real pfft... “connection” with you.” Vinyl tried hold back a laugh.

Spitfire mouth dropped and playfully hoofed Viny in the gut. ”You jerk. That was a terrible.”

The DJ wiped away a tear from holding back her laughter. ”I know, and I am sorry. I could resist.” She looked over at Spitfire and her lips went back to a frown. Oh she was serious. I can be slow sometimes.

“Hey...“ Vinyl lifted up Spitfire’s muzzle and looked straight into her eyes with a smile. ”I couldn’t take my eyes off you the whole time at the club, and I would like for us to be together.”

Spitfire blushed with a giggle and kissed the DJ. “Great. So now I think we should get some sleep. I am dead tired.”

Vinyl nodded. “Yeah me too, but there is one thing that worries me. How will we get to see each other when our jobs control our... ”

the captain raised hoof to the white unicorn’s muzzle. “Don’t worry about that right now. Lets just enjoy the rest of tonight.”

Vinyl grinned. “Yeah all right.”

Spitfire flipped back over. “Goodnight Vinyl.”

“Goodnight... Captain,” she snickered

The pegasus rolled her eyes as they fell asleep, arms wrapped tightly around each other.

A Fire's Misery

Did Brony Life just release... Yes, yes I did. :D I would like explain that this where it becomes more of a story than a clop, but I hope you will enjoy it all the same.

This chapter was edited by Wisher Who was very patient with me and my mistakes, and did a great job editing. I believe.

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“Spitfire, what are you doing? You've been flying in the same spot for the last five minutes!”

A loud, irritated voice rang through the captains ears. She pulled herself out of trance with a shake of the head, and gave an angry Soarin a sheepish smile. “I'm sorry. I guess my mind was somewhere else, ” She said while rubbing the back of her head with a hoof.

Soarin just scoffed and returned to training with Spitfire blushing behind him.

It had been about a month since the night at Clipped Wings, and The Wonderbolts schedule had been reduced to at least one show a week. Spitfire felt more relieved than ever when the team agreed that it she’d had too much on her plate, and with her new marefriend, and Spitfire returned to her duties as captain.

There was a one issue though. Vinyl's tour across Equestria was putting a slight strain on their relationship. She only saw Spitfire once since their first night together. They didn't even have time to be alone. The DJ had arrived at The Wonderbolts door with some flowers and a kiss for Spitfire just to let her know she was still thinking about her. Vinyl knew it was kind of sappy, but she cared for her and knew Spitfire would appreciate it. No matter how much the pegasus teased Vinyl for bringing flowers, deep down the Wonderbolts's captain loved the DJ's gesture.

Spitfire was ecstatic to see her that day, and it took everything in her to not make out with the DJ right there. Sadly, Vinyl had a concert in two hours, and had to leave soon after she hooved her the flowers. That was two weeks ago. Now Vinyl was all Spitfire could think about, and it would sometimes distract her.

Unknown to anypony on the team, Vinyl was actually under a over hang of the Cloudsdale Colosseum watching the team practice; mainly Spitfire, of course. She had never seen the pegasus fly before, and stared in awe as the captain performed with her team. The unicorn knew that Spitfire was talented, but never expected that she could literally make a streak of fire across the sky. With every loop, twist, or turn, Vinyl would not lose sight of this beautiful mare's orange-yellow blur. Wonderful, was all she could think.

She soon noticed that the team's practice was coming to a close as they left the arena, and then Vinyl hid herself behind a column so nopony could see her. After a few minutes, she heard voices coming from the hall.

One of them that she didn't recognize said, “I understand that you’re team captain Spitfire, but you can't go off and just daydream randomly. Did you expect that Soarin was going to be nice about it?”

“Well... no, but he could have been less of a dick.”

Vinyl giggled quietly. The mouth on that mare, she thought in a mocking disapproval.

The other pony gave an exasperated sigh. “He is the co-captain Spitfire. When somepony on the team, including the captain, is acting out of line, of course, he's gonna snap.”

“I-I just miss... “ Spitfire began in a downtrodden tone.

“Yes, we know!” Her team-mate cried. “You've been talking about her since the night you two spent together, but you have to understand that when one pony is screwing up; the rest of the team suffers.”

The two Wonderbolts were passing Vinyl's hiding spot. She recognized the other pony was Fleetfoot, and saw Spitfire roll her eyes at the pegasus.

“Yes, I understand that, but sometimes, I'd rather have my wings removed, than deal with another show or practice,” She mumbled.

“I wouldn't do that if I were you.”

A warm feeling rose up inside Spitfire when she heard Vinyl's voice. She didn't see the unicorn, but she knew it was her. The Wonderbolt captain turned around to see Vinyl on her hind legs leaning with her back against a column and front arms crossed; her signature sunglasses at the end of her muzzle and ruby red eyes looking at Spitfire.

“There are so few perfect pair of wings in this world. It would be a shame to ruin yours.” A sly grin spread across Vinyl's face when she saw the pegasus stare at her with mouth hanging open in disbelief.

It soon changed, however, to an annoyed look as Spitfire closed the gap between them. The pegasus placed her hooves above Vinyl's shoulders and glared at her. The DJ didn't even move nor change her expression.

“The only reason you want me to keep my wings so you'll know when I am aroused.” Spitfire said snidely.

“HA! I don't need those to tell me when your turned on, babe. “ Vinyl brought a hoof to her chin, continued giving her that sly smile. “They’re there more for use than mine. I heard a rumor that pegasi have difficulty with discovering their sexuality, so you have your wings for assistance.”

Spitfire's face turned dark red, and she looked like she was ready to hoof Vinyl in the face. “You're a bitch!”

Vinyl shrugged. “Hey, it's not my fault you’re sexually confused, but lets take a look.” The DJ looked over beside Spitfire, saw that her wings were stiff, and returned . “Never mind, you’re already turned on by my presence.” She then curled up her front arms, and gave the pegasus a playful look while fluttering her eyes. “You flatter me, Spitfire. I knew, I had that effect on mares.” Vinyl lightly pushed against Spitfire with a hoof

“Shut up!” Spitfire said angrily before aggressively kissing Vinyl. The unicorn didn't flinch, and warmly accepted the mad mare's affection. They stayed lip locked for moment giving the unicorn a chance to take in the sweet cinnamon aroma coming from Spitfire. It was euphoric and made hard to concentrate on the kiss. The captain, on the other hoof, was fully into this action and edged her tongue forward to Vinyl's lips. The fur on them made her giggle some and sent a shiver through her body.

As the DJ opened her mouth, their tongues met in the middle and made them both moan in delight as they crossed paths. Vinyl had prepared for this kiss with a piece of spearmint gum she was chewing and she let the gum slip onto Spitfire's mouth muscle. The strong mint flavor of the unicorn's gum made her sigh pleasantly as a comfortable sensation wrapped around her insides. Soon after, Vinyl slowly lifted her right hoof up to the pegasus's wing and grazed the edge of them. This caused Spifire's body to go stiff for about a second by the sudden touch of her wing, and only increased her arousal. A jolt of surprise came from Vinyl, as the captain tipped the very edge of her marefriend's chest with a hoof and ever so slightly began to lower it down in between Vinyl's legs.

“Ahem!”

Spitfire was at the very tip of the mare's most sensitive area, when the loud interruption came from behind them. The Wonderbolts captain removed herself from the kiss, and turned her head around, along with Vinyl cocking her sideways to see what made the noise. Both of their eyes widened from their dazed looks by what they saw.

There was Soarin, Fleetfoot, and the rest of the Wonderbolts were watching them. They all had a goofy grins on their faces except for Soarin who scowling and Fleetfoot who had a halfhearted smile.

Soarin growled, “Spitfire! You know the Flight Camp fillies will be here soon, and if they catch... “

“Shut the buck up, Soarin,” Spitfire said with an exasperated sigh while she got off of Vinyl onto all fours to face her team. “I know when they'll be arriving. You don't have to preach to me.”

The stallion rolled his eyes. “Oh I think I do, captain. Even after we canceled those contracts, you seem to be preoccupied with other things.” He then shook his head. “And here I thought things would improve.”

Vinyl trotted in between them but little off in the distance so not break the invisible line these two created with their eyes. Neither one wanting to give into the other’s angry looks, but she could see the fire behind Spitfire's that almost scared her. The annoyed look she had given the unicorn was playful and had a little smirk on the edge of her lips, but this one was absolute anger. I had thought that these two had made up since the last time I was here... apparently not, she thought sadly.

“Well some of us can't function when we haven't gotten laid in a month.“ Spitfire stopped for moment and smirked “Isn't that right, co-captain?

Soarin started sweating, Vinyl could tell that this mare knew something about him that he didn't want the other team members to know.

He started backing up and stuttered, “Alright fine, fine. You win!” he stuttered. “Go with your marefriend.” He waved a hoof angrily, and quickly walked out the stadium with the other members standing there with confused looks.

Spitfire looked at the jaw-dropping unicorn with a grin. “Let's go.”

Vinyl gave an awkward smiled, and asked while trotting up to her, “Soooo what just happened? I thought you two...”

“Shhhh.” Spitfire quieted the confused unicorn with hoof. “I'll explain once we are out of earshot of my team members,” she whispered.

They soon exited the stadium with the rest of the Wonderbolts wondering the same thing as Vinyl inquired, and were on their way to the team's housing.

The pegasus began with cheery voice, “After our first “encounter”, I talked about that night, and you for a week.”

“Oh, did you now?” Vinyl cooed. “I never leave without having good reviews.”

Spitfire rolled her eyes, and playfully bumped her rump against the overly confident mare. “Yeah, yeah. Don't you get all high and mighty on me.”

Vinyl couldn't help but smirk at her.

“Aaaanyway,” the pegasus continued, “Soarin seemed rather pleased about it the whole thing. He agreed to cut back on the amount of shows and practices, so I could spend more time with you, but we know how that went.”

The unicorn's sheepish smile told Spitfire that she was sorry, but the captain already knew it wasn't her fault and continued, “So things went pretty smoothly after that, until... “ the mares voice went into a whisper, but she still looked around before she continued, “I was out shopping last week, and found him sucked off by some random mare beside the store's back alley.”

“What?!” Vinyl's yell made Spitfire jump a little, and attracted looks from passing pegasus, but most of them shrugged it and off went on their way.

The pegasus's brows furrowed. “Damn, chill out, will ya.”

Her marefriend blushed. “I'm sorry, but that's just a strange thing to hear. Especially considering he's a Wonderbolt. He could get any mare he wanted... “ Vinyl raised an eyebrow. “right?”

“Weeeellll, there is one more thing I haven't told you.” Spitfire's went even more quiet than before and said, “You can not tell anypony about this, and must not shout this time. Understand?”

By the solemn look on her face, the pegasus was serious about this one, and Vinyl nodded. In a barely audible whisper, Spitfire said, “Soarin was born with a small member.”

“Wow! Th-that's just... I don't know what to say to that other than, poor Soarin, ” the unicorn said truthfully.

“Yes, poor Soarin.” Spitfire grumbled.

They were approaching the Wonderbolts' home. Vinyl was getting excited because she knew what was going to happen once they went inside, but there was something that still confused her. “I don't understand why he so rude to you then, considering that you know his two darkest secrets.”

“Yeah, I confronted him about it tried to give him advice about how doing that with some off-the-street mare is dangerous.” Spitfire sighed. “ He denied everything, said I should mind my own business, and called me every name in the book.”

“Oh I see... “ Vinyl gave an unsure look. “So is that why he yelled at during practice?”

“Ha! No, that was my own fault. I was distracted... thinking about you,” Spitfire said sheepishly.

The unicorn gave a sly smile. “Naturally.”

“Psh, shut up you.” The pegasus poked her marefriend's side. “So lastly, he has just become unbearable lately. I try to avoid him as much as possible, but it's difficult, due to the fact we live in same place.”

“Right... I know how that is.”

Spitfire didn't know it but Vinyl used to have to live with her ex-marefriend. It was one of the worst moments of her life. There was always an uneasy tension in the room when they were home, and anything that the unicorn did wrong accidentally, would start a fight. It wasn't long afterwards when Vinyl decided to move out.

They had reached the front door of the Wonderbolts’ house, where some mail was lying on the floor that Spitfire picked and began shuffling through. Vinyl headed upstairs to Spitfire's room before the captain called to her. “Hey! look at this.”

The unicorn obliged her marefriend, and went back downstairs to look at the letter Spitfire ripped open. Her heart sunk at the sight of the mare on the Clipped Wings artist promotion card.

“Uhhhh, what about it babe?”

“It says that she is playing tonight at the club. She has becoming really popular with her dubstep/classical music.” Spitfire bent down and begged Vinyl, “Can we go see her, please?”

It's hard to resist the sad, playful anime eyes of the pegasus. The DJ rolled her eyes. “Alright, but I thought we were... “ Her voiced trailed away as she nudged her towards the bedroom.

The captain, taking the hint said, “Yeah, but how long are you free to be with me?”

Vinyl flinched at the question. “I'm free for two or three days, I suppose”

Spitfire gave a little-out-of character squeak. “We'll have plenty of time for that then, come on. Let's go and get there early.” She pulled Vinyl out of the building and made their way to Clipped Wings.The card floated down onto the floor facing up. A picture of a grey coated, blacked maned pony with an electronic looking cello in her hooves, and the words that read “Catch Octavia Philharminca playing tonight for one night and one night only.”