Part-Time Seduction

Octavia hadn't woken up until two. Now she'd showered (twice) and it was already five. Luckily, by the time she stepped out of her second shower she was feeling slightly less bloated than she had felt going in. Octavia dried herself off but didn't bother with a towel: it was an effort to hold on and Vinyl was hardly going to mind at this stage (or, apparently, at any stage). Feeling suitably refreshed, Octavia stepped back out of the bathroom and padded softly back into the living room, bare feet making next-to no noise on the floorboards. Vinyl was already there, sitting at the counter and eating a bowl of something warm and sickly sweet, hair still wet from her shower.

Something still smelled... Strange. "What is that, Vinyl? Is that breakfast?"

"Pan fried chocolate flakes," Vinyl said, not looking up. "Kinda more like dinner now." She paused, looking thoughtful. "Guess it was more like lunch before. Meh."

Octavia looked at her with a mixture of disgust, disdain and a little bit of intrigue. "Eww..."

"Hey! Vinyl looked up meaningfully. "Don't knock it-" She paused, then suddenly burst into laughter.

Octavia blushed, "What?" she demanded. "Did I miss some somewhere?" She began to comb through her hair with her fingers but she'd gone over it thoroughly in the shower (there had been a lot to go over) and had thought that she had gotten everything out.

Vinyl put a hand to her mouth in an attempt not to spit fried cereal and milk all over the kitchen counter. "I- I can't believe you believed me!" she managed.

Octavia noticed for the first time that Vinyl was wearing a white crop-top, black choker and denim shorts. The Machiavellian jigsaw began to assemble itself, and she jumped. "Vinyl! Why would you do that?!"

Octavia's arms folded around her chest to hide her breasts but they just bulged around the edges. Vinyl laughed even harder, banging her fist on the table and coughing as a bit of cereal lodged in her throat.

"It-" *cough* "It was too funny!" Vinyl choked out between coughs. "I never thought you'd actually fall for it! You're so gullible!"

Octavia stormed over to the couch and picked up a blanket, wrapping it around her like a towel and holding it with one hand. "Where are my clothes?" she demanded, still smoldering as Vinyl tried to recover from her fit.

Vinyl sighed with sadistic happiness. "They really are in the wash. I've lain you out some stuff for tonight on the dressing table over there." She motioned vaguely across the living room. "Which reminds me; you'll have to leave fairly soon to get to the garden party."

Octavia hesitantly dropped her modesty-blanket and walked over to Vinyl's dressing table. There was an open-backed charcoal-black dress over the chair and matching white pairs of thigh-high socks and elbow-high gloves on top of it. On the desk sat two black platform shoes, a pair of lacy black underwear (of course) and a small earring box. Curious, Octavia opened the box.

"Studs? Wouldn't something fancier be more appropriate? White silver and diamonds would match the gloves nicely."

Vinyl raised an eyebrow. "Sometimes I forget how fancy you are."

"I'm not fancy!"

Vinyl chuckled. "Yes you are, but that's not the point. The earrings are bugged; I'll turn them on once ya get to the party and I can record any... Words Fancy Pants might say while he's-"

"Making love-"

"Bonking you." Vinyl grinned.

"Blackmail earrings." Octavia deadpanned. "You really are a pro at this aren't you?"

"Yep! They're only studs because most guys won't bother to take them off before they get down t'business. Long ones can get in the way."

Octavia began to slip on the clothes. "Wait, does this mean that you're not coming to the party?"

"Well duh. I'm blackmailing half of the guest list! Can't very well show my face can I?"

"Ah. Fair enough."

Octavia slipped on the thigh socks and Vinyl whistled appreciatively. "Wow. We are gonna make so much money." Octavia shot her a look and Vinyl raised her hands defensively. "Yes! I know, you're only in this to get back at Fancy Pants. Does that mean you can't enjoy the money too?"

As Octavia was putting the earrings in Vinyl slipped her phone from the pocket of her shorts and tapped at the screen. Octavia jumped when the earrings 'pinged' at her.

"Say something." said Vinyl.

"Hello?"

The other girl held the phone up to her ears and gave a thumbs up.

"Good." Vinyl tapped her phone and turned off the link. "I'll call you a taxi to Fancy's place; I've got your invitation here too."

Octavia looked startled. "Wait, already? You haven't even told me what to say! What do I do?"

Vinyl held out a gold-trimmed card and smirked. "Octavia: he's a rich, stressed out, middle-aged business tycoon who just divorced by his second wife but couldn't afford to cheat on her in case she took even more of his cash. He's probably resisting the urge to fuck every woman there and you're half the age and twice the cup-size of the next most attractive option. 'Good evening, Mr Fancy Pants' ought'a do it."

Octavia still looked nervous but she took the invitation off Vinyl and after a moment's thought slipped it into the hem of a sock. "Ok then... What about the cash?"

Vinyl rolled her eyes. "I thought this wasn't about the money?" she jabbed, playfully.

"It's not! I still want it though."

"Yea yea, don't worry about it. You can come and get it from me tomorrow."

Octavia nodded. "Ok then. Wish me luck I guess."

Vinyl smiled. "Car's waiting. I'll follow your earrings to whatever hotel you wind up at."

Vinyl watched the other girl leave appreciatively; she cut a damn good figure in that dress.

About half an hour after she had left there was a knock on her door. Vinyl was playing candy crush, and didn't bother to look up.

"It's open, Shining."

A tall man with a long black coat and blue scarf opened the door and wandered in. He threw his scarf over a hatstand and sat down at the table next to Vinyl. She still didn't look up from her phone.

"You're shit at that game." he said, casually.

"Yea, yea. Laugh it up."

"I have to admit, Vinyl. I didn't think you'd be able to pull this one off."

Vinyl raised an eyebrow. "After Fleur? Piece of cake."

"Oh?"

Vinyl looked at the man and grinned. "She's a very sexually repressed mare."

"You didn't." He deadpanned.

"Yep."

"What? With the-"

"Yep." Vinyl grinned proudly.

The man just rolled his eyes. "As long as it doesn't slow her down tonight."

"Oh it won't. Believe me."

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Octavia felt out of practice in the platform shoes: she used to wear this kind of thing all the time but even before her parents cut her off there hadn't been much call for inconveniently high shoes at The Academy. She made her way unsteadily down the stairs and into the waiting taxi.

"Royal Gallery Garden Party?" asked the driver.

"Yes, please."

The car pulled out onto the street and Octavia ran her hand through her hair nervously. It was almost six o'clock and it was beginning to go dark: the faint orange twilight turning the streets of Canterlot into a single amber scene. The outside world streaked past in a warm blur but Octavia wasn't paying attention: the Royal Gallery Garden Party was an exclusive event but not quite so exclusive that the Princesses would be in attendance themselves. That left a load of stuffy nobles and not much else. Fancy Pants was a patron, as he was of so many things, so it made sense that he would have an invitation, but they weren't exactly for sale down in market square.

How did Vinyl get her hands on one? Octavia put it down to blackmail and was jolted back to reality by the stopping taxi.

"There we go, miss." The driver stepped out of the taxi and opened the door for her.

Octavia panicked. "I- I just realized that I don't have any money on me. I'm-"

"Oh that's all right miss!" The driver interrupted. "It's all paid for."

Octavia started, but quickly stepped out of the taxi and tried once again to balance on her unfamiliar shoes. "Oh. Well, thank you then."

He tipped his hat. "You're very welcome, miss. Have a nice night."

Octavia thought that that was unlikely to happen, but didn't say so. Once she was balanced on the cobbles she took in her surroundings.

Of course the Royal Gallery Garden Party was held in the Royal Gardens; some part of her hand been aware of that. Still, she hadn't really thought about it until now. The Gardens were lit up beautifully and the lighting would only improve as the sun set further: fairy lights in every colour filled the trees and bushes of the garden and glowed on roses and tulips which lined every path and alcove. The rest of the garden was either bathed in one of a handful of spotlights or the same golden twilight as the rest of the city. The spotlights were lighting tables and counters which looked from a distance like they were laden with food and drink. Reluctantly, Octavia resigned herself to stick to the food; Vinyl probably wouldn't appreciate her getting drunk and chatting to the guards about the how profitable extortion was these days.

Octavia slipped her invitation out of a sock and handed it to the guard on the gate. His expression didn't change at all, but after a brief examination he handed over a small silver ring and stepped aside. Octavia's expression was blank.

"Er- What's this?" she asked.

The guard remained stoic. "Re-entry pass, miss."

"Oh! Yes. Ok, thank you." Octavia walked past him hurriedly and slipped the ring onto one finger. Part of her thought that Vinyl had picked her for this job because of her family's reputation, but this was a bit beyond even her.

She must have been slightly late: the garden was already almost full and a few of the more reckless attendees were clearly already a few drinks deep into their evenings. Octavia picked up a canapé and glanced about for Fancy Pants. He was nowhere to be seen, but it was a big garden. She supposed that she'd better find him before Vinyl's warning came true and he was caught dry-humping any particularly curvy statues.

She popped a cube of cheese into her mouth and began to navigate her way through the crowd. She could feel her confidence returning: perhaps she was more at home than she had thought.

"I don't know if you're listening, Vinyl, but I'm in."

----<<<<>>>>----

Vinyl wasn't listening. She and Shining Armour were sitting on cushions on opposite sides of a glass coffee table in Vinyl's living room. Playing cards were scattered over the table and several items of clothing, mostly Vinyl's, were lying around them on the carpet.

"Choker counts." She said.

"Oh come on." Shining Armour exclaimed. "Choker does not count! If it's kinky then it doesn't count."

"Too late!" Vinyl unclipped the aforementioned black choker from her neck and spun it around her finger. "Besides," she smirked, "everything's kinky if you want it to be."

Shining rolled his eyes and picked up the playing cards on the table as Vinyl tossed the choker onto the carpet. "You're running out of extra pieces."

Vinyl flashed a predatory grin over the table. She'd always enjoyed poker, strip poker doubly so, but she'd never been much good. Not that she really cared; she was down to her bra and panties but somehow Shining Armour, missing only a shirt, looked more uncomfortable with the situation than she did.

"Bra in."

Shining raised an eyebrow. "You haven't even seen your cards yet."

Vinyl didn't respond. Instead, she leant forwards over the coffee table and unclipped her bra. Her breasts relaxed when the strap came undone and swung seductively over the glass.

Shining dropped a hand of cards onto the table under Vinyl's breasts and tried not to stare. Then the girl tossed her bra over one shoulder and brought her legs up to kneel on the table.

"I fold."

Vinyl pounced forwards and knocked Shining onto his back, some guard instinct surged forwards as his muscles tensed up, but vanished just as quickly once his lips locked with Vinyl's and she began to run her hands over his muscular chest. Eventually, Vinyl broke the kiss and sat up, still pinning Shining to the carpet with her thighs.

"So you like chokers huh?" she teased.

"That's hardly strange you know." Shining replied.

Vinyl mock-pouted. "But I only have one piece of clothing left! I can't put the choker back on."

Shining rolled his eyes again. "You can have one of mine if you'd like."

"Ooh..." Vinyl purred. "I like that idea." A cyan glimmer wrapped itself around Shining's trousers and began to dexterously undo every buckle and button, sliding them off and tossing them onto the floor. At the same time the discarded black choker flew back across the room and into Vinyl's grip. Shining ran his hands up and down Vinyl's body as she put put the accessory back on. Finally she adjusted the choker and eyed him seductively. "How do I look?"

"Like an excellent fuck."

Vinyl grinned. "I try."

Shining's hands ran up to her shoulder-blades and pulled her down on top of him. A surprised squeak turned into a moan as her bulging breasts pressed into his pecs and their lips locked again, tongues running into and out of each others' mouths. Vinyl's hands explored Shining's chest for a few moments until a flicker of magic pulled at his last remaining item of clothing and his underwear joined his trousers on the carpet.

As soon as he was naked Vinyl felt his hot, rigid cock pressing into her panties and let out a moan; it'd been too long since she'd had cock, and nothing she'd ever been able to do to herself, however elaborate, ever felt quite the same as the real thing. One of Shining's hands squeezed her ass and she moaned again. Still, she thought, she could have some other fun first.

Vinyl broke the kiss again and slid backwards off Shining slowly. He watched her for a moment, but quickly realized what was going on and leant backwards, levitating in another cushion as a pillow. His hands ran through Vinyl's hair as she propped herself up on her elbows and began to kiss at his cock.

"Celestia, Vinyl. I thought you said you fucked Octavia earlier?"

Vinyl hummed on his cock and delighted in the little shiver it produced. "Yea... It's not the same." Vinyl lay as if she was completely relaxed: feet in the air, tits just grazing the carpet. She locked eyes with Shining and ran her tongue up the length of his cock, kissing the top and winking. "What about you?" she asked. "I thought you were married now."

Shining groaned. "Don't remind me."

"What?" Vinyl looked innocent. "Is she not as good as me?"

"Let's just say she only uses me when she needs me."

Vinyl looked genuinely surprised, but didn't let it interrupt her tongue. "Oh? I thought she was the Princess of, ya know, love.

Shining scoffed. "Yea, sure. She needed a bodyguard and a husband and I was the best candidate for the j- ah!" He gasped as Vinyl suddenly took his length into her mouth and swirled around it with her tongue. "Yes, Vinyl!"

Shining's hands dug into Vinyl's hair and forced her further down onto his cock, but she'd been expecting it and the shaft slid into her throat effortlessly, making Shining gasp again. "V- Vinyl," he stuttered. "I'm gonna-"

Vinyl pulled her head up sharply and Shining's cock flew out of her mouth with a pop. Immediately, her cyan aura surrounded his balls and Shining clenched his teeth in irritation as the immense pressure in his crotch faded to a dull ache. "Wh- What did you do?!"

Vinyl fixed her hair casually with one hand and smirked at him. "We're not done here yet."

Vinyl sat back up on her knees and slid forwards over Shining's still rock-hard cock. Another flicker of cyan pulled her panties down over her legs and dropped them onto Shining's face. Her arousal filled his nostrils and his cock twitched again, blue glow around his balls briefly intensifying as he gasped.

"Tut tut," Vinyl admonished him, "not yet." Shining shook the panties off his head and Vinyl watched with amusement as sweat began to bead on his forehead and she ran her fingers over his guardsman's body. "Shame. Your wife doesn't know what she's missing."

Vinyl rocked back and forwards, breasts swaying hypnotically as Shining's cock pressed into her wet slid. She shivered with pleasure. Frustrated, Shining grabbed her ass and tried to push her down onto his cock but a bright flare from her horn threw his hands back to the carpet and pinned them there. She brought one hand up to her mouth in mock astonishment.

"My my, Shiny. We are in a hurry aren't we?" Vinyl didn't let up the slow rocking, and Shining's balls felt like they were going to burst. Vinyl probed at his abs, tense with frustration, and bit her lip. "Fine, I guess you've had enough."

Slowly, tortuously, she pushed herself up off Shining and knelt above him imperiously. "Beg."

"W- What?" Shining stuttered.

Vinyl stared back, predatory gaze unflinching. "You heard me."

"P- Please, Vinyl."

"Please what?" she demanded.

Shining looked helpless. He tried to move his arms but they were still held to the floor. "Please, do it. Ride me!"

Vinyl laughed and pressed down suddenly ramming Shining's cock into her like a spear. She gasped as the solid rod immediately filled her and pressed up against her inner walls. Shining groaned: Vinyl's hot pussy walls were clamping down furiously on his dick but he still couldn't cum. Vinyl's cum began to leak out of her pussy and mix with the sweat soaking his fur.

Vinyl bounced on his cock furiously, squeaking with pleasure every time it forced itself back into her and rubbing at her bouncing tits with one free hand. She could feel her own orgasm building and she rushed towards it urgently. She was a fraction from the edge when she remembered a critical detail: there's nothing like cumming to break one's concentration, but it was too late.

A final thrust down onto Shining's cock pushed her over and she came, wetness gushing out around the cock in her cunt as she screamed. With a fizzle of magic the restraints holding down Shining's arms broke and immediately he shot up and slammed her back down onto the table. Any pain was lost in the ecstasy and she just barely managed to focus on Shining's face as he loomed over her, one of Vinyl's thighs held up in each hand, and grinned.

"You're done for you fucking tease."

Vinyl couldn't have resisted if she'd wanted to. Shining pressed her back down onto the glass table and thrust vigorously into her dripping cunt. Vinyl's tongue lolled out of her mouth as a second orgasm hit her and every thrust of Shining's dick made her cry out and her tits wobble. Shining could feel his own orgasm building quickly and groaned as the blue magic around his balls finally fizzled and died.

"Fucking finally," he breathed, still thrusting relentlessly. "you deserve this!"

With a grunt Shining hilted himself inside Vinyl and a white-hot orgasm shot through his body as he shot a torrent of cum into her pussy. Vinyl came again as the first jet of seed painted her insides white and her hands grasped longingly at Shining's crotch as if trying to push him further into her with every wave of cum. Shining breathed heavily and stared down at Vinyl's shaking body as his orgasm ended and Vinyl's overfilled pussy began to leak his seed onto the sweat-soaked glass.

After a few moments Shining pulled his softening dick out of Vinyl and a second wave of cum dribbled out and onto the table. Shining was still holding her legs in the air and he slapped her ass before he dropped them onto the cushion on the floor. Vinyl groaned wordlessly and Shining walked around to her head and looked down on her: her choker had rubbed a patch of her neck red with all the movement and every inch of her was soaked with sweat.

"Clean it up would you?" Shining demanded, and Vinyl wordlessly extended her tongue to lick the cum from Shining's dick. There was no way he was going to be hard again for a week after that, but something about watching Vinyl lick his cock clean was satisfying for all sorts of reasons. Finally, he pulled away and ran a hand over her body.

"I need a shower. Shan't be long."

Vinyl watched him go, still trying to focus enough for words. After a few minutes she peeled herself off the glass and chuckled to herself. "Not quite what was planned, but I'm not complaining."