This can only end well, right?
Author's Note
Oh man. I don't feel confident with mature fics, but they're fun to write.
This is a follow up to these two after the concert in "Dancing with Dust". May not have been next day, but it was soon after.
Hope you guys like it!
This can only end well, right?
Octavia knocked on the door to Vinyl's room. She sighed, knowing the girl had just overslept, but they had plans this morning. "Vinyl? Are you still asleep?" She asked, looking at the handle. She glanced back down the hall to the stairs. Vinyl's dad let her in before heading to work. She steeled herself. "Vinyl, I'm coming in." She warned.
The cellist bit her lip before reaching to the handle and turning it. The room was dark, blackout curtains on the windows. Soundproofing foam on the walls. 'Well. Makes sense she has trouble hearing…' She thought, opening the door a little further. "Vinyl?" She asked.
The mound under the blankets shifted at the sound, turning over to adjust herself.
Octavia found herself looking across the room at the sleeping girl, slowly stepping closer, her eyes becoming more accustomed to the lighting. Her sleeping face was actual very serene. The rambunctious young woman just peacefully breathing, the dark haired girl actually found herself blushing. 'She's rather cute.' She caught herself thinking before shaking her head.
"Vinyl..?" She asked again, earning a cracked eye...those gorgeous ruby red eyes that Vinyl only allowed her to see. Though her eyes were still bleary, she shifted to sit up, the blanket falling to her lap.
The time Octavia had been in the darkened room, she was able to make out the girl's form, her bare shoulders and chest. She quickly felt her cheeks heat up as she couldn't pull her eyes away. Vinyl stretched and let out a silent yawn...presumably unaware of her state of undress. She rubbed an eye, throwing the blanket back to stand. Octavia's eyes glancing down and seeing…
A light and dark blue tuft of hair on her lower body, this jolted her mind awake enough to turn away. "Vinyl I am so sorry!" She blurted out, the DJ seeming to jolt more awake at the outburst, now fully aware of the girl she hadn't even seen moments before. She grabbed her blanket, pulling it to cover herself, blushing furiously. She stomped over to Octavia, pushing her gently and struggling to sign while holding the blanket with only her arms.
Octavia glanced back to catch 'my room' and tried to work out the context.
"You asked me to come get you this morning, I wasn't aware of your...morning rituals…"
Vinyl somehow blushed darker.
'Rituals, does it look like I was doing that?!' She managed before crossing her arms.
"I'm sorry! I'll just be on my way, just...forgive me." She began to turn, but her wrist was caught. She looked up to those sympathetic eyes.
Vinyl brought her hands up to sign again.
And that was the day Octavia learned that Vinyl slept in the nude.
"I see…" Octavia thought for a moment. "I...don't think I've ever tried to." She admitted.
Vinyl seemed a little more casual than one should be for having just been peeped on. Unintentionally or not.
'You should try it. Your sheets would probably feel amazing. Got that fancy stuff.' She smirked which fell slightly as she caught the blanket from falling.
"I suppose...I um...should let you get dressed." She admitted, though gave another glance to the girl's shoulder, her eyes following it before clearing her throat.
Vinyl stepped forward, Octavia's face heating as the DJ looked deep into her eyes. It felt as if her soul was being examined. Then a small smile drew back those lips… the lips that had claimed her own before. Her eyes widened when she felt them do it again.
She felt her resolve to pull away melting into the girl's mouth. Surprisingly...she didn't have morning breath...it actually tasted minty. The back of Octavia's brain kicked in. 'Did she plan this?!' When she felt Vinyl's hands meet her waist...her ears perked up, hearing the sound of cloth falling to the floor.
The shorter girl bared all to her...and was currently kissing her more passionately than their previous…'experimental' kisses.
They parted for just a moment, Octavia's breath heavy. "I-I...wow." She glanced down at the DJ's body, Vinyl giving her a hopeful smile, her face was just as red as Octavia's...if not more.
"You're beautiful, Vinyl." She assured before, in a surprise to the shorter girl, she kissed her again, the taller talking lead was different...in a knee buckling way, Octavia actually catching her arm around the waist of her friend. Vinyl's body tensed, feeling the warmth of her long time crush touching her bare skin.
Her heart leapt, feeling a second hand on her back, the cellist's slender fingers...calloused from years of practicing with the strings of her cello, now gripped onto her back.
It was then that Octavia realized what she was doing...but she was in too deep by then. Her heart raced...but she pressed forward, her tongue making its way into the kiss, dominating the surprised girl's.
She stepped her forward, easing Vinyl back onto her bed. Looming over her, they broke apart for just a moment, breathing hard. "Vinyl...I…" Octavia glanced down, the young woman below her was looking up at her with so much want...need… it was overwhelming. She knew that this wasn't just pent up teenage hormones… Vinyl wanted her. She steeled herself before kissing her neck. She suckled gently at her pulse, leaving a mark behind...claiming the girl as her own.
Vinyl's hand tangled in her hair as she held onto her, panting softly. Octavia could feel her heartbeat. She pulled away, looking down at her again. Twitching anxiously and nervous...as if Octavia was going to leave her right then and there. She gave her a soft smile, kissing her again before breathing. "You're perfect, Vinyl."
The DJ blushed furiously, reaching up to kiss her again, her hands grasping at Octavia's shirt...doing her best to hold tightly onto the woman she felt so strongly for.
Octavia parted for long enough to sit up, Vinyl watching as she eyed her… Those purple eyes memorizing every part of her...the DJ brought her hands up, a shy smile on her normally confident face. She signed three words...and Octavia's heart melted.
'I love you.'
Her eyes wide...she breathed in and out...calming herself. "I love you too...Vinyl." She said quietly. "You...could have found a simpler way to tell me though." She teased, poking her nose. Vinyl scrunched her face in response before realizing that Octavia was reaching for the hem of her shirt. It was soon pulled up and tossed aside...revealing the lighter gray skin tone that almost never saw daylight.
"I must admit...I am not skilled in this endeavor...but I assure you I will give it my all." She smiled softly.
Vinyl blushed darker as the bra was unhooked, letting her crush's breasts fall free. They were a decent c-cup to Vinyl's b. She felt a little self conscious about them, but that vanished as soon as Octavia's hand found her right breast, gently kneading it as she took her lips again. Only for a moment before kissing her throat and downward to her left breast, taking the nipple in her mouth.
She wasn't sure why she thought this was correct...but the response from her new lover was immediate.
The rough tongue dancing along her sensitive chest making her squirm and bite her lip. Octavia's lips curled into a smile before…
"Nn~"
It was quiet. Barely above a whisper, Vinyl held her throat suddenly, blushing dark.
"Vinyl...did you just…" it wasn't quite a moan...but a sound. Not painful for Vinyl, and solely made by Octavia.
She bit her lip with a nod.
Octavia...had to hear it again.
She resumed her assault with renewed vigor, the DJ squirming and breathing heavily, a few barely audible grunts came from her...but not the cute moan.
The cellist steeled herself, the panting woman beneath her shook as the took a moment to catch her breath as well. Octavia pushed up, kissing the faded scar on her throat, Vinyl shivering as she felt the rough fingertips travel lower.
They found their target, gliding through the small patch of hair just above her lower lips. Octavia blushed, feeling how wet the girl was. "Vinyl, love…" She began in a teasing tone. "I'm really flattered that I can do this for you...without even touching down here."
Vinyl attempted to look annoyed, but that vanished the moment a single digit glided across her entrance.
"Vinyl...if I'm being honest...I only know a little about this." She said. "I typically...use a toy, and only...um...began researching this recently." She figured why not be honest if Vinyl could trust her with her body like this. What she didn't say was that the 'research' was because she found herself attracted to the DJ...though that went without saying at this point. She just wanted to make sure she could do this, and here she was. Sink or swim.
Vinyl took her other hand, kissing the wrist gently. Then looked up at her, there was the trust. Octavia shivered slightly before nodding, and Vinyl shifted, hands squeezing gently around Octavia's wrist as the first digit was pressed in.
Hot, wet and tight. This was...she was inside Vinyl. Octavia took a moment to let that sink in...before looking back down at her lover, breathing hard. The sweat that was starting to build on her, the inviting breasts that she needed to taste more of. She knew when she said them that they were true, but looking at Vinyl...being the only person to see her like this, she knew that she loved her.
She drew her finger back before pushing it in again, working into a steady motion as her lips found the DJ's breast, kissing gently before tasting the skin, all the while driving Vinyl forward.
Octavia felt an urge to want contact herself...but right now, this was Vinyl's time. How scared she was of rejection...she needed this first, and the cellist was more than happy to give her this.
A second finger dipped in, pumping opposite the first's motions and bringing the girl's hips upwards as Vinyl clenched her eyes closed, hugging the taller against her, trying to draw her fingers deeper in any way possible. Vinyl's breathing was ragged, it was difficult to gauge her skills without the tell tale signs… but one glance at her face showed Vinyl was enjoying every second of it.
Octavia's thumb blindly searched before feeling the sensitive nub, teasing circles gently around Vinyl's clitoris. Her eyes shot wide open, a look of lustful joy in her expression, Octavia watched her closely as she tried to calm her breathing before she gripped the sheets tightly and the cellist felt her hips arch. Her mouth hung open as she panted, twitching as Octavia's hand was drenched in her release. The taller blushed dark, realizing she had brought her to orgasm already.
Octavia continued her motions until Vinyl stopped shuddering, unaware that she'd almost perfectly helped her ride out the first orgasm.
Vinyl breathed hard, looking down at her with an embarrassed, almost ashamed expression. As if she was upset that she came so quickly. The cellist brought her hand out of her folds and smiled up at her.
"Wonderful...I performed well enough to please you." She said, the pride in her voice explained just how worried she was about that...in only a sentence. Vinyl knew how to read her emotions. She brought her hands up.
'I knew you would...you're amazing.' She signed with a tired smile.
Octavia blushed lightly before looking to the hand that was still slick with Vinyl's cum. She should feel the need to wipe it off...but another part of her, the part that watched all that girl on girl porn, tried to convince her otherwise.
Vinyl took a deep breath before looking down to see Octavia licking her finger clean. She sat up on her elbows, blushing dark and trying to wave her off of doing so.
"Vinyl...it's actually not bad." She chuckled, blushing as well, well aware of what she had just done...but now the taste was on her tongue. She glanced to the source, still sporadically twitching as Vinyl calmed from her first. She bit her lip. "Vinyl...I love you." She said again, looking to the embarrassed girl. "I'm willing to do whatever it takes to show just how much." She leaned down, kissing just below her breasts and trailing kisses downward until she was between her friend's legs.
Vinyl had sat up, signing something...Octavia only caught one or two words, though her mind was occupied, wanting to taste her girlfriend...and please her again. Watch her writhe and pant. 'Oh dear...I've become quite the deviant…' She thought, looking up as Vinyl put her hand on her forehead.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ignored you...repeat that, please..?"
'Are you sure, you don't have to do this.'
Octavia pouted before bringing her lips to Vinyl's. The DJ bit her lip as she caught herself on the bed with one hand, the cellist's tongue finding its way inside. Clumsy and uncoordinated, but effective nonetheless, Vinyl's breathing got heavier. Her thighs twitched and her hips tried to buck against the source of pleasure.
Octavia found it almost cute how she squirmed.
Vinyl watched her, resting a hand in her hair, gripped gently...not for any nefarious purposes of course...only if she had to get her attention…
Her mind raced, unable to focus on anything other than wanting to grind against her girlfriend's tongue and cum again. 'Tavi...you didn't have to...but fuck if I'm not grateful…' She thought as she held her closer, hearing a moan from between her legs. Was...she getting off on this too? She had to be...from what Vinyl knew, which was admittedly not a lot, no one gave head because they liked it. Only to make the other person happy.
She panted softly. 'I'll...do the same for you…' She watched the cellist as she drank her in, eyes looking up at her own. They met for a moment, what looked like a smirk came across Octavia's lips before she flicked her tongue across Vinyl's clit. The DJ's eyes widened as she jolted. Octavia took the sensitive nub in her mouth, tongue rolling around it as if it were her favorite candy.
'Fuck, fuck, fuck, shit!' She writhed, gripping the sheet and Octavia's hair. 'I'm gonna cum...how do I tell her..?!' She tried tapping her head with her fingers...while still gripping her hair...but the cellist simply shifted back to lapping up her essence as her tongue dipped into her.
The clenching of her legs and raised hips were enough of a signal...but Octavia didn't know for sure until her mouth was filled with Vinyl's second orgasm. She blushed dark, actually drinking it in, though her mouth and chin were coated in it as well as the DJ panted above her, holding her face in place until she lost the strength and fell back onto her bed.
Octavia giggled, pushing to stand from her spot at the edge of the bed. Her legs were grateful for the blood flow. Vinyl looked so worn out, it was adorable.
"I take it you enjoyed that." She said. Vinyl shifted to sit up, legs crossed. She nodded the. Pointed to her headboard.
Octavia tilted her head.
The pout. The damned pout that always made her crumble. Add to it that she was minus her glasses...and clothes in general. She sighed, climbing past her, reaching to steady herself with the headboard, she felt Vinyl tug down her skirt, tights and panties in one motion. Unprepared for Vinyl to see this, her face went a deep red, the cool air on her slick nethers sent a shiver up her spine.
She looked back seeing Vinyl's smirk, then feeling her hands on her hips, the DJ leaned over her, kissing her shoulder, one hand resting on her hip as the other circled around her waist, resting in the small bit of fuzz that came from a day or two after shaving.
Octavia glanced back as Vinyl rocked her hips and slowly dipped her fingers inside. Her legs almost gave out immediately...and she realized just how much she craved release as well. The feel of Vinyl taking her from behind was exhilarating, Vinyl rocking her into the thrusting digit...then digits… Her forehead rested against the wooden stand for a moment as she moaned her lover's name. Something that...gave the DJ pause.
She glanced back, a very bright smile on her face… Pride? Joy? Whatever it was...the sound she had drawn from Octavia was the cause. Before she could dwell on it long, Vinyl resumed, picking up the pace. When her other hand moved from her hip, it found Octavia's clitoris quickly, two fingers gently teasing it, she felt the woman laying herself against her back she rocked her hips again.
Octavia called out her name again and again, biting her lip as she savored the residual taste, panting softly. "I-I'm going to…" Her body jolted, Vinyl feeling her fingers become coated in her lover. Octavia's hips almost buckled finally…
She glanced back, seeing Vinyl moving before she jolted again, feeling a warm and rough appendage tease her folds. Enough for her to turn around, falling to her back...her head and shoulders against the wood as Vinyl smirked, licking her lips.
Octavia opened her mouth to speak but was met with the DJ's lips. Their tongues battled for several moments before she pulled away, leaving Octavia almost dazed. She felt her legs being spread apart and then covered her mouth to stop a shout. Vinyl's tongue pressed into her again, deep as she could manage, cleaning the remnants of her first...and quickly drawing her second. Vinyl wasn't sure what to do...but tried copying what Octavia did.
Minutes passed of the cellist's hips bucking and her panting, gripping the top of the headboard behind her, Vinyl looking up at her with one eye open. Her breasts rocking with each breath and shudder, biting her lip to stop from screaming… then she felt a hand grip her hair and Vinyl felt what likely was a moan that she couldn't express. She felt it...as Octavia drew her as close as possible. Lifting her hips to grind against her… She was close. Vinyl knew it. She did the same when she was close to getting off.
She steeled herself to return the favor, drinking her cum down as she moaned her name again, shuddering as each moment passed.
She breathed through her nose, looking up at her lover. Octavia's cheeks were red and her breathing was ragged. Was this what she saw when she was doing this? Vinyl pulled away, breathing softly. The hand still on her head pulled her close...Vinyl crawling to look over her before Octavia leaned close. "You are amazing...in every way." She said before capturing her lips again, Vinyl shared in her bounty, slowly lowering to rest on the bed beside her.
***
Vinyl shot up from her sleep, breathing hard. The room was brighter…
'Fuck! Did I oversleep?!' She looked around. The room was always dark. What would that accomplish?
She threw back the blankets and grabbed her phone, checking the time. Several messages from Octavia...from like hours ago. 'Aww fuck.' She rushed to her closet and grabbed something to wear, turning to hurry to her bathroom,spotting a pair of black leggings with white panties and a skirt on the floor.
She froze. 'That...wasn't a dream..?'
"Vinyl, love...good afternoon."
She turned to see Octavia stepping out of her bathroom...completely naked.
She blushed dark...walking up to her.
Octavia smiled, taking her hand and kissing her cheek. "We must take a shower before we can go anywhere…" The cellist said, leading her to the bathroom.
'T-Together?!'
