Part-Time Seduction

Vinyl and Octavia had savored a few drinks before leaving the still energetic club. Vinyl had been eager to explain her plans and didn't want to do so somewhere where anyone else might hear. The light rain falling outside the club began to damped Vinyl's dress but did nothing to wash away her spirit as she led Octavia through the Canterlot night and into a brightly lit apartment building.

Octavia looked around in awe as she entered, raindrops still dripping slowly down her face and off her chin. The lobby shone lavishly, all granite and mahogany and brass, but Vinyl quickly ushered her up the gently winding staircase, somehow walking effortlessly in her six-inch heels.

"This place is amazing!" Octavia exclaimed, running her hands over the brass handrail as she ascended. "How in Equestria-"

"Can I afford this?" Vinyl interrupted, looking back over her shoulder with a cynical smile.

"Oh." Octavia blushed. "Right. I guess that still hasn't quite sunk in yet."

"Ha!" Vinyl laughed. "You'd be surprised how quickly you get used to it."

Vinyl stopped on the third floor and pulled a key out of her bra to unlock a door. Vinyl pushed the door open smoothly and walked in, but Octavia hesitated on the doorstep. Some part of her brain was still nervous; what would happen if she did Vinyl's job badly?

What would happen if she did it well?

She forced the thoughts down. Vinyl was right: these people were no saints, and she could use the cash. Octavia stepped across the threshold.

Clearly, cash was not in short supply.

Vinyl's apartment reminded Octavia of her parents' house back in Trottingham. She'd stepped into a living room done up in polished stone and wood, immaculately clean and glowing in warm and welcoming hues. A full-body window ran along one wall, showing off the golden lights of the city below which sparkled in the rain. Never in a million years would Octavia have associated the scene with Vinyl Scratch; the messy, carefree DJ from college with two t-shirts and no hairbrush and yet here Vinyl was, sashaying elegantly across the room like a perfect aristocrat. It was surreal.

"I'm glad I found you today, Tavi." Vinyl began. "I'd been looking for a... partner for ages, and I'd hoped to have one before the Royal Gallery Garden Party tomorrow."

Octavia looked puzzled. "Why? What happens at that?"

"That," Vinyl continued, "is where Fancy Pants will be for the evening."

Octavia's jaw dropped. "Fancy Pants?! You can't mean Lord Fancy Pants? He's the richest man in Canterlot! He practically owns the Princesses!"

"He runs the selection board for the Canterlot Orchestra."

Octavia winced. "I know."

Vinyl leaned against a bookcase. "You're missing the point, Tavi. This is about more than just money. Do you honestly think he'd turn you down for any role once you know what you'll know after tomorrow?" Vinyl winked. "If you know what I mean."

Octavia didn't follow at first, but eventually gave a start. "Really?" She asked, wide eyes glittering with the possibilities. "You think that would work?"

Vinyl waved a hand at the lavishly decorated room. "Hasn't failed yet."

Octavia blushed. "I quite like the sound of that..."

"Good. Sit yourself down and we can go over the plan for tomorrow night."

Octavia fell down into a chair and winced as the wet fabric of her dress pressed up against her skin. Not for the first time, she wished she'd brought an umbrella.

"Vinyl." She began, turning. "Have you got a to-"

Vinyl was naked, dress crumpled on the floor as she shook raindrops out of her hair. Octavia's eyes widened and she squeaked, turning away with a blush. Surprised, Vinyl turned around, still taking off her bra.

"What's wrong, Tavi?"

"Nothing!" Octavia desperately tried not to look back from where she was sitting as she heard feet walking up behind her, but she jumped again as a pair of smooth alabaster arms were wrapped around her shoulders and dropped a warm bra onto her lap.

"Oh..." Vinyl purred, playfully. "Like what you see?"

"No!" Octavia yelled, still blushing. "W- I mean, you're pretty but-"

Vinyl rested her chin on Octavia's shoulder and moved one finger past her cheek to cover her lips. "When was the last time you were with someone, Tavi?"

Octavia's blush intensified as she felt Vinyl's bear breasts pushing into her back. "Wh- What sort of question is that?"

"Well, I'm about to hire you to have sex with a very rich married man in an effort to blackmail him out of a significant proportion of his fortune: it'll need to be convincing. Sure you're up for it?" Vinyl's tone was matter-of-fact, but one forefinger was making little circles on Octavia's collarbone and it was only adding to her distraction.

"It's not something you forget!" she stammered.

Vinyl's finger slowly spiraled its way lower. Celestia, she was soft. "Sure you don't need some practice?"

Despite herself, Octavia turned to face Vinyl. "What's that supposed to-"

Vinyl's lips met her as she turned and Octavia jumped, not quite losing contact. A thousand thoughts clammed for room in her head but they were overruled by a years old wisp of memory which floated to the surface.

I always did think she looked cute in those t-shirts.

Slowly and carefully, Octavia returned the pressure of the kiss. The lingering cocktail on Vinyl's mouth tasted like sugar and strawberries. As soon as she felt Octavia pushing back, Vinyl parted her lips and pressed her tongue forwards, stifling Octavia's gasp as she explored her mouth. Octavia could feel Vinyl's warm breasts pressing into her through her wet dress and shivered as Vinyl's hands, now on her back, ran up through her hair and pulled her head forward.

Octavia stood up and quickly found herself being pushed back. Vinyl guided her backwards through the apartment without once breaking lip contact, raising her knee up to waist height to kick open a door once Octavia backed into it. Octavia squeaked when the door opened, suddenly falling backwards into the darkened room only to be caught by a cushioned surface as the bed rose up to meet her.

Vinyl swung her hips forwards slowly, smiling like a lion watching an unsuspecting gazelle. Octavia felt like prey: her heart was racing and she was beginning to sweat; but the adrenaline felt like lightning in her veins and as Vinyl climbed atop her on the bed Octavia grabbed her by the neck and pulled their lips back together. Her dress was riding up around her legs as Vinyl's hands explored ever more daringly but Octavia didn't stop her: it had been too long; she needed this. Octavia grabbed at Vinyl's breasts and was rewarded with a quick gasp and renewed exploration from Vinyl's hands. One hand found its way behind Octavia's back and pulled at the zip on her dress, loosening it. Vinyl eagerly pulled it down over Octavia's legs, revealing a pair of lacy black undergarments.

Even in the darkness, Octavia blushed. Vinyl nodded at the lingerie, "Well I didn't expect you to be quite that keen." she teased.

"Hey! I was running out of clothes."

Vinyl grinned. "Good timing."

"You like it?" Octavia asked, hesitantly.

Vinyl pushed her face down towards Octavia, pushing Octavia's hands together at the top of the bed and leaning in close. "Hmm..." Vinyl breathed. "Not enough to leave it on."

Vinyl dropped her head slowly, once again kissing Octavia as her hand reached behind Octavia's back and unhooked the black bra. Octavia resisted the reflex to cover herself and instead pushed Vinyl's back down, collapsing the other girl on top of her. Octavia relaxed her legs as Vinyl's spread them apart and moaned as Vinyl's soft breasts pressed into her own, bra thrown onto the carpet.

"V-Vinyl-" Octavia breathed as Vinyl's hands roamed over her chest. "I- I've never."

Vinyl pushed herself up on her hands, suspending herself over the other girl with a disbelieving expression. "You've never had sex before?"

"I have!" Octavia replied, quickly. "Just... Not with... You know."

"A girl?" Vinyl's horned glowed faintly in the darkness, illuminating a smirk. "Well let me show you how it's done."

Octavia nodded slowly and tried to relax. Every touch of Vinyl's hands on her bare skin made her shiver with delight and she tried to respond in kind but had no idea if she was doing it properly. Octavia moaned gently as Vinyl squeezed her breasts and Vinyl's head disappeared from view.

"Vinyl? What are you- Ah!" Octavia gasped as a hand stroked up her bare legs between her thighs and over her panties, pushing down gently as it went. Octavia's hands grabbed onto Vinyl's shoulders in shock and she felt Vinyl tense up. "N- no! Keep going, please." Octavia managed, breath labored. Her hands relaxed on Vinyl's shoulders and Vinyl once again stroked her hand over Octavia's panties, lingering around her clit and sending shots of electricity up her spine.

The glow of Vinyl's horn lit up her curves as she sat up and turned her magic on Octavia's panties, pulling them down and over her legs with a grin and dropping them onto the floor.

"There we go." Vinyl announced, grinning. "I guess you are enjoying this."

Despite everything, Octavia blushed, but her embarrassment was cut short by a gasp when a tendril of blue magic roamed over her chest and nipped at her teat. Octavia arched her back, pushing her head into the bed and distractedly moving one hand down between her legs out of habit. Before it could reach her pussy it met a mass of unfamiliar hair and Octavia had a fraction of a second to be confused before Vinyl's tongue ran up her slit and she cried out in pleasure, hand gripping Vinyl's hair and forcing her down harder.

The unicorn seemed nothing but encouraged, pushing her tongue deeper and renewing her magical attack on Octavia's tits. Octavia writhed as the wet, muscular organ explored her pussy, lapping up her stream of juices. She clamped her second hand down on Vinyl's head and rubbed the base of her horn gently, eliciting a muffled gasp from the unicorn.

"Yes, Vinyl!" Octavia moaned, legs bucking slightly as the unicorn's tongue slipped ever so slightly into her entrance. She wrapped her fingers around Vinyl's horn and stroked it firmly from base to tip, causing a few sparks to leap from the tip and spatter a few drops of ectoplasm over her belly. Octaiva had heard of what could be done to a unicorn's horn, but as an earth pony raised in high society to unicorn parents the only fucks she'd even been able to get get had been from horny young noblemen who where willing to take the social risk of fucking an earth pony if she looked good in a cocktail dress. They'd never lasted more than sixty seconds and left her with a sticky, unsatisfied feeling before climbing out the window to avoid notice. Octavia moaned again as the warm liquid from Vinyl's horn soaked into her fur. This was nothing like that.

Blue light flickered in the darkness as Vinyl's sparking grew in speed and force. Octavia tipped her head back and opened her mouth, tongue lolling out in ecstasy. "Cum for me!" She demanded.

Vinyl's tongue plunged furiously into and out of her hole and Octavia could feel the pressure building inside her. It felt like a wall of heat between her legs was rapidly breaking down and she pumped desperately on Vinyl's horn as more sparks spattered her tits and she screamed.

"I'm cumming!"

A wave of pressure rushed through her body and gushed out of her pussy, coating Vinyl's face in sticky juice as the other girl came too. Cum filled Vinyl's mouth as she cried out, blue fireworks flying violently out of her horn and coating Octaiva from hair to belly in warm, sticky ectoplasm which tingled on her skin as the magical tentacle still massaging her tits rubbed it into her fur.

Octavia's back finally relaxed down onto the bed and she gasped for air, savouring the unique flavour of Vinyl's magical residue on her tongue before she swallowed it. The last thing she felt before she passed out was Vinyl's head resting exhaustedly on her belly, blue light finally winking out.