Sessions I (Corrie in this World)

The kissing session was going well so far, in Corries mind at least. That strange sensation of furry lips on her own bare ones still gave her a shudder. Like an uncertain tingle down your spine, she mused while using her tongue to gently battle Vinyl's tongue in her mouth. She inhales through her nostrils and smells the inhuman scent of her paramour. The lascivious feelings of kissing this equine pulsing both arousal and hesitation in her in equal measures. Still, equine or not, it was pleasurable just the same. Just... Odd.

All in all not bad so far. Tilting her head and opening her mouth a little more, she grants the little unicorn's tongue further access. She can feel the strange but similar texture of Vinyl's wet muscle on hers, running across the canine teeth in her mouth and a little moan escapes her. It's when she feels Vinyl's somehow now soft hooves caressing her cheeks gently she startles. Jerking away from her sort of, kind of, (Maybe?) marefriend, she opens her eyes and sees Vinyl doing the same. Concern and worry, as well as a bit of lust shine in her magenta eyes. Moving her hooves back down on the couch, she stays seated on all fours, facing Corrie.

"Whoa, stop please" Corrie says quietly. She wasn't sure what it was. Maybe she expected fingers touching her instead of those hooves? Was it the texture of them? Or maybe just the fact they were hooves, and not hands? Corrie struggled with this for a few moments. Silently sitting on the couch, head lowered, body facing towards the unicorn. Frowning to herself she starts to process her feelings on the new situation.

Vinyl watched the human lower her head, brow furrowed. She took a deep breath to steady herself. That human is one heck of a kisser. Just as good as Octavia, she grins internally at the though. Honoring her wishes, she sits silently on the couch. Just watching Corrie, admiring the luster of her red hair. The pale skin with those little freckles scattered generously all over her. Vinyl vows to kiss every one of those freckles. Everywhere she has them. 'Someday' she promises herself with a smile.

A polite cough breaks both of their reveries. Both the mare and the maiden look over at Octavia in her favorite chair. Her eyes were shining with something Corrie couldn't identify. The need however, was bright as cat's eyeshine in the dark. Hopping down off the chair with a little bounce that made her cutie marks jiggle gently, she made her way over to the couch and jumped on, sitting on the opposite side of Vinyl.

Making herself comfortable and facing Corrie Octavia smiles warmly at the human as she turns to face her. "I understand your hesitation" she starts. Reminding herself that Corrie basically flinched at the hooves on her face, she stops herself from trying to hold the humans cute and odd little hands. Leaning a little closer, voice lowered she continues. "Have you ever kissed someone, something, not human in your world?" Closer still she plants a gentle, chaste kiss on Corrie's cheek.

Corrie nods her head once, slowly. "Demi-human. Elven Razorgirl. Tall and fair, with a tongue like a..." Corrie catches herself. The click of her jaw is audible to the three in the room. Sighing to herself she pinches the bridge of her nose and gently squeezes. Octavia was very insightful, Corrie reminded herself. And determined to make this odd little trio thing work. Corrie wasn't sure if it was because it was her time to be beta, while Vinyl held the title of alpha this time around. She was still a bit unsure at the pecking order of things when it came to the dating rituals of ponies. Nothing book-wise in her headware was any help there either.

Moving her face to kiss Octavia on the lips, a return gesture just as chase and gentle as the one she received. Octavia was the kind of girl...err.... filly? Mare? Whatever, Corrie grinned to herself. She liked to take things slow. A measured pace of romance. She respected Corries boundaries as much as Vinyl liked to sneak across them like a thief in the night stealing Rigger tags. Octavia would be the one to go for hours she muses. Vinyl would be hot and heavy and quick. Passion burning bright like a bonfire in a trido movie. Like a quick fuck in a changing stall in the Arc Shopping Mall, she surmised. She'd probably get off on getting off in public, Corrie makes a mental note to test that theory soon.

Octavia though, has strategy in everything she does. No wasted motions. Romance in measured but rewarding motions. She'd be the one to fuck all night. And probably well into the morning. She wouldn't be surprised if she found lingerie in the grey mare's dresser. And toys. Corrie blinks and pulls away slightly from Octavia who was starting to plant little kisses on her neck. What do their toys even look like? Little round tubes, or would they look like real stallion's cocks? Realizing her lack of knowledge, the Encephalon in her head helpfully provides a few pictures of real horse cocks in her display screens. All manner of sizes, shapes, colors, and not to mention oddly large testicles invade her view.

"Oh gods damn it!" She exclaims in surprise, jerking her head back from Octavia. Banishing the horse members off her screens she tells her headware to go fuck itself, and no more pictures like that, thank you very much.

"What happened?" Octavia looks up at her, obvious worry in her voice and posture.

Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she opens her eyes and smiles at the little earth pony. "I have to stop now, for tonight." Placing her left hand on Octavia's cheek she starts to rub gently with affection. "It wasn't anything you did. I want you to know that."

Octavia nods "Thank you for telling me. I appreciate it. But if you do have some concerns, please let us help you with them. You are not alone in this, you know?" She finally takes one hoof and places it on Corrie's right hand. Giving it a gentle squeeze she continues "You can always talk to us, you know?"

Corrie returns the nod. "Thanks. It's just... Well I just need a little more time to process this all. I just realized how little I do know of your kind."

"Popcorn and movie time?" She hears in a light voice behind her. Turning she sees Vinyl smiling at her.

"That would be great, thank you". Giving her an affectionate hug, Vinyl wraps her arms around the slim human and returns the hug before bounding off the couch into the kitchen. Leaning back she makes herself comfortable on the couch. Octavia moves closer and Corrie wraps her right arm around the earth pony. With a content sigh, Vinyl leans into her human awaiting the banter filled battle over tonight's movie selection.