Oblivious Bliss

Chapter 3: The Morning After

Octavia unlocked the front door to her apartment after spending the entire night out of it. She was weary and still a tad tipsy. luckily Vinyl had been kind enough to walk her back home before saying good bye to her for the night. Octavia creaked the door open as slowly and as quietly as she could, as to avoid the detection of Lyra. She wanted to avoid the inevitable for as long as possible, and since she had no idea weather Lyra was up or not she had to be extra careful.

The door was now fully open. Octavia took a quick look around and saw no Lyra, and proceeded putting her keys into the key bowl next to the front door before she began tip toe-ing to her room.

"Morning Octavia." Octavia's whole body cringed as she heard the voice of her crush enter her ears. She turned around and saw Lyra there on her chair, hooves crossed at her.

"Oh, h-hi Lyra." Octavia turned to meet her roommate. She scratched behind her head a bit.

"Why don't you take a seat." Lyra said uncrossing her hooves and pointing one to the couch beside the chair that Lyra sat in. "I think it's best we talk about this and get it out of the way."

Shit!

"Yeah I think we should." Octavia said hiding her true thoughts on the subject matter.

The two mares looked at each other for a bit not saying a word. The awkwardness in the air could be cut with a butter knife. Both of their cheeks reddened as the made eye contact and took inhale as to begin their conversation.

"I'm so sorry I forced myself on you, it'll never happen again!"

"I realize why you did what you did, and... I love you to!"

Both of them looked at each other with beaded eye's. Neither of them truly catching what they had said.

"Why don't you go first." Octavia gestured to Lyra.

"N-No you first..."

"Okay." She took a big inhale. "I'm so sorry for doing what I did on your bed, for forcing myself on you and not having the courage to explain why I did those things. Can you please forgive me?"

Lyra gave Octavia a smile before answering. "Yes, I forgive you Tavi." Octavia expelled a sigh of relief as she slouched a bit in her posture until she remembered that Lyra had something to say. Regaining her posture she began talking again.

"So, what did you want to say?" Lyras eye's became beaded once more as she just realized it was now her turn to spill her guts on the floor for Octavia.

"Well... I know why you did what you did." Octavia gulped down.

"Y-You do?"

"Yeah, I mean it's pretty obvious Tavi" Lyra said with a chuckle. "I've seen you eyeing me before, I didn't say anything because... Well... I wasn't sure if I felt the same way."

"Uh huh, and?" Octavia leaning on the edge of her seat, eagerly anticipating and dreading Lyras next sentence.

"I thought about you and about us all throughout the night. I realized how much I missed you, even if it was just for a few hours. I felt empty when you weren't here with me, even if I was upset with you. I guess what I'm trying to say is... I discovered I love you Tavi. I just wish I realized I loved you long ago." Lyra said as she let out a bashful smile, folding her ears down in embarrassment.

" R-Reallmmmm" Lyra had silenced Octavia with their first kiss the two would ever share. They both let out moans into each others mouths as their tongues swirled together, not fighting for dominance, but for connection between them. Lyra leaned back breaking the kiss, allowing a strand of saliva to leave the two connected.

"L-Lyra I..." Lyra raised a hoof to Octavia's mouth, silencing her once more.

"Shhhh. Just be quiet. I can't stand the fact that I kicked you out. Please, let me make it up to you." Octavia slightly nodded at Lyra and with that Lyra pushed her marefriends back onto the couch. Exposed and embarrassed, Octavia laid there as Lyra mounted herself on top. "Just let me do all the work." Lyra whispered in her lovers ear before slowly making a beeline down to Octavia's chest.

Lyra looked back up to Octavia who was watching her partner intently, waiting to see what she would do. She smiled warmly back at Tavi as she began to nibble gently on her fur while she pressed her hooves against Tavi's cutie mark and began to message it gently. Octavia lolled her head back onto a pillow as Lyra continued to nibble her way down to Octavia's awaiting sex, just stopping right before she hit anything too sensitive. With a quick lap Lyra wiped up any and all of Octavia's juices that had gathered at her sex.

"Oh wow." The green mare muttered a bit as she breathed her hot breath onto Octavia's thighs.

"Sorry, I was out all night. I didn't exactly have time to shower."

"No no, I like it. It's sweet."

Lyra nuzzled Octavia's inner thighs a bit before returning to the real attraction between her legs. She moved her hooves away from messaging Tavis cutie mark and spread her pink lips with much tenderness. She took sometime to admire her marefriends pussy before diving her tongue straight in. Octavia let out a quick gasp from the instant pulse of pleasure the overwhelmed her like a tidal wave. Lyra closed her eyes as she began to thrust her tongue in and out of Octavia, swirling it in a circle each and every time she re-entered.

"Oh my god that feels great Lyra!" Octavia arched her back off of the couch some as Lyra increased her piston like thrusts of her tongue.

Taking one of her hooves away from Octavia's thighs, Lyra began to flick Octavia's clit. Instantly Lyra felt Octavia convulse on her tongue making it extremely difficult for her to continue. Lyra removed her tongue from her friend and lifted herself up to look at Octavia who now had the kind of eyes that said 'Please don't stop.'

"Wow, your tight." Lyra said panting, trying to regain her breath. Octavia was about to say something in response when her sentence was lost as Lyra had begun swiping her hoof up and down the lips of her pussy. With a devious smile Lyra made her way back up to Octavia and began another passionate kiss, all the while continuing with her hoof. Octavia began to grind her hips against Lyra as her tongue swished around in the green mares mouth.

Breaking the kiss and stopping her motions Lyra looked down at Octavia who was gazing right back at her. Without a word Lyra moved her slickened hoof up to Octavia's mouth. Almost instantly Octavia began to lap up her own juices, savoring both her and her marefriends flavors that had mixed together. Lyra leant back down to Octavia's ear nibbling on the base just a bit before whispering into it.

"Your in for a treat... Bite a pillow if you have to." Octavia only let out a seductive moan in response.

Lyra made her way down, trailing both her head followed by her now clean hoof all along Octavia's body. She took a moment to pause and spread Octavia's nethers apart once more before lowering her head past it.

"L-Lyra what are you do-OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHMMMMMMMM" Octavia bit down on a pillow as Lyra had just penetrated her sex with her horn.

Lyra stayed there for a moment allowing to Octavia to get used to it before proceeding.

"You ready for me to start moving?" Octavia yelped into her pillow; Lyra took it as a yes.

Rapidly she pulled her horn that was setting off a faint glow of yellow and slammed herself right back into her causing Octavia to yelp and convulse once again. With a smirk Lyra began to repeat her previous piston like actions, only this time with her horn.

Octavia's whole body began to spaz out as her hooves flailed wildly all over the couch. She continued to bite harder and harder as Lyras thrusts continued to send wave after wave of pleasure coursing throughout every fiber of her being. Arching her back, increasing her breathing and moans Octavia released her vice grip like bite on the pillow so as to speak.

"Harder! Faster! I need it Lyra! I want it!" Octavia said as she did her best to widen to hooves farther apart, allowing Lyra easier access to her sopping wet sex. Lyra happily obliged by slamming into her, faster, harder and with each reentrance a quick swirl of her grooved horn.

Octavia's eyes rolled up, her back arched even further. Her hooves grabbed the cushions of the couch and her head lolled back. This was it, this was the moment that she had been waiting for all these years. She was finally about to cum from the hooves or horn in this matter, from the mare she secretly loved.

"Oh my G- Lyra I'm gonna!" With all the power she had left in her Lyra slammed into Octavia, releasing all of her juices onto herself, sending the charcoal mare to heaven.

Lyra remained inside Octavia as she rode out her orgasm. Once her breathing had become normal and her body limp, Lyra moved up to Octavia's side and began to cuddle up with her. Gently, Octavia flopped her head to her side to face her lover.

"Lyra I love you, so much." Lyra lowered her eyes to a seductive glance, and gave Octavia a quick peck on the cheek.

"Octavia, I beep you to."

"What?" Lyra chuckled some.

"I said, I beep beep beep."

Octavia opened her eyes, revealing she was in a strange room in a strange house. Her heart had almost snapped from the realization that it was all just a dream and the alarm clock was going off. Slamming the alarm clock off Octavia looked down to her nethers that were aching; at least that much was real. She saw a puddle of her juices seeping through the purple covers and could feel them trickling down her leg.

Please tell me I didn't just came in someone's bed again... She did.

Octavia looked around and saw a pair of purple shades on the floor, along with her signature bow tie on top of them. Chairs were knocked over and half the covers from the bed laid by the foot of the bed. Beer cans were on the covers and made a rustle every time she moved around.

What the hell did I do last night? Octavia asked as she felt something moving around her chest followed by a slight grunting noise. All the clues that she had gathered by looking at the room had finally clicked with Octavia's hung over mind. Oh please sweet merciful Luna, don't tell me I did what I think I did... Biting her lip and embracing herself for the worst she lifted up the covers revealing a curled up Vinyl scratch clinging onto her side. Vinyl had a look of discomfort as some of Octavia's juices had gotten onto her and were beginning to cool.

I did... Buck my life.

Already regretting all her actions, or at least the ones she could remember Octavia tried to wiggle herself free of Vinyl's death grip. After a little squirming her attempt proved successful as she was able to slowly and delicately get out of bed. She made her way over to her bowtie and tied it on herself as quick as lighting. slowly turning around she began to head for the bedroom door and hopefully make her exit unnoticed.

"Hey you." Vinyl cooed in a light voice to Octavia. Vinyl had been woken up from her rusting of the bed. Octavia's shoulders raised up as if a chill had just ran up her spine. Reluctantly accepting that she had been caught she turned around and faced her mistake.

"H-hey Vinyl."

"MMmMm, last night was so much fun..." Said as she stretched her hooves behind her head. It was? Whatcha doing over there? Come back to bed." Vinyl said patting the bed, beckoning Octavia back over to her side.

"Oh gee I would, but I need to get going..."

"Oh, okay. Where you gotta go?"

"Just out is all."

"Well duh, but where to?"

Octavia didn't want to hurt her feelings by just flat out saying that she made a huge mistake with what she did with her last night. On the other hoof she didn't want to be caught with being with her for the day.

"I uhh, I got to head on down to band practice"

"You play in a band!?" Vinyl let out a little gasp "What do you play? And for what band?"

"Oh, I play the cello for the Royal Canterlot Orchestra." Octavia said, a bit surprised at how excited Vinyl was to hear she played in a band.

"Cool! I'm a bit of a musician myself. Can I come and watch you practice?" Vinyl asked as giddy as a filly going to the local candy shop

Octavia could see that this was going nowhere fast. She decided to put it as plain and simple as possible and hope for the best.

"Iiiiii don't think so Vinyl. Look your a good mare, kind, caring and I can't thank you enough for letting me spend the night in your house. But last night... Was a mistake. It should have never happened, and I'm sorry if I gave you any kind of hope of some sort. I-I should just go." Octavia turned her head back to face the door.

"Oh..." Vinyl folded her ears down at Octavia's confession. "Well, that's fine. Does that mean we can't be friends?" Octavia was taken back a bit at how well she was taking this. She had just called Vinyl a one night stand after all, and a bad one to have at that.

"Uh, yeah sure we can." Vinyl let out a false smile at Octavia before hopping off of the bed and making her way to a desk. She scribbled something on a piece of paper and trotted back over to Octavia, handing her the piece of paper.

"What's this?"

"My phone number. In case you wanna ever hang out again, you can just give me a call." Octavia smiled back at her before tucking the piece of paper away.

"I will, thank you Vinyl."

"Your welcome... H-Here let me walk you out." And with the Vinyl marched over and opened the door that lead out of her room, then opened the door that lead out of her house. Octavia waved good bye as she walked away from the white mares house. Vinyl did the same before closing the door again.

Meanwhile on the other side of Canterlot, Lyra was just now starting to wake up from her sleepless night. The events of last night consumed her, preventing her from entering a state of sleep. The morning sun had just began its daily bombardment on Lyra's apartment, lighting anything and everything within its path. Bringing forth the new day. Lyra however shunned the new day as she laid in her bed. She tossed and turned as the morning sun became brighter and brighter, shining its warm glow into her room through the blinds.

"Ughh. Stupid sun, piss off." Lyra rolled over onto her side, covering her head with her pillow. But sun continued to raise itself higher and higher into the sky until Lyra could no longer ignore it. "Fine... I'll get up."

Lyra rolled out bed with a face plant onto the floor of her room. Dusting herself off, she got up and walked out of her room. Letting out a yawn she headed for kitchen to perform her daily ritual of making breakfast and coffee. She grabbed the pot, the grinds and turned the machine on. Leaning her rear end on the counter waiting for the pot to be ready, Lyra continued to think about Octavia.

"I bet she snuck back in." Lyra thought aloud.

Unknown to Octavia, Lyra had actually left the front door unlocked last night. She felt bad about having kicked her best friend out with no place to stay. It wasn't that Lyra hated Octavia or anything like that. She just needed Octavia to get away from her for a while, allow her to cool down and clear her mind before discussing what had happened.

Lyra got up from the counter and headed down the hallway to Octavia's room.

*Knock* "Come on Tavi wake up. I got coffee ready and breakfast will be done shortly." It was a custom within their household for Lyra to be Octavia's alarm clock. Not that Octavia couldn't wake herself up, it's just that she preferred to sleep in. Lyra waited for a second or two before knocking again. "Come on Octavia I know your in there... I'm not mad at you, but I think we need to have a-" Lyra slowly opened Tavi's door only to see that she was not there. "Talk..."

She began to look all over the house, even checking the bathroom but no sign of Octavia was found. Certain that she was not home Lyra moved back into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of the now brewed coffee. She refused to drink it though, she only stared into it.

"Was I that harsh on her?" She asked herself, swishing her mug back and forth. " No, after what she did it was justified to kick her out. I mean who the hell does that!? Kissing someone then pinning them down against there will... Totally justified!" Lyra replayed the sequence of events through her mind again. "It was like she wasn't even herself..."

Lyra took a glance up at the clock on the wall, seeing that it was only 9:00 in the morning she let out a sigh. Band practice wasn't for another couple of hours. Disregarding that fact she shotgunned her coffee and went back to her room to grab her lyre. It wasn't that she was so eager to practice, but she desired to get out of the house and occupy her mind on something else.

She quickly wrote down a note for Octavia, pinning it on the fridge. She then turned everything off in the house, not bothering to even make breakfast and walked out of the apartment, leaving it unlocked; she was uncertain weather or not Octavia had her key on her. A few minutes after Lyra had left the apartment, Octavia arrived. She entered the apartment taking notice of the unlocked door. She looked around and called out for Lyra a few times to let her know that she was back but the mare was nowhere to be seen.

She let out a sigh of relief knowing that she was alone within the house. But at the same time she wanted to see her again, so as to explain her actions. Octavia locked the front door and headed to her bedroom to get some sleep, she figured with not being able to remember anything from last night that a whole lot of sleeping must not had taken place. She waddled into her room, plopped herself face first on her bed and quickly fell fast asleep.

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Lyra had finally made her way to the old wooden dome just outside of town and made her solitary entrance into it. She walked down to the stage and pulled up one of the many metal fold out chairs that laid hidden behind the back of the stage. She sat down, pulled out her Lyre and was about to practice when she was stopped by the greetings of the instructor.

"Ahh good morning Ms. Lyra, good to see your eager about tonight's performance... Where is Ms. Octavia?"

"Mornin- Wait what, tonight's performance?" Lyra had been so preoccupied with her troubles to realize that tonight was the first of many performances the orchestra had scheduled this month.

"That's right, we're performing at 7:00 o'clock tonight, sharp. I'm actually pleasantly surprised to see you here so early. That shows some real initiative on your part. But where is Ms. Octavia? Usually its just me and her prepping for the performances this early."

"I uhh, I don't know exactly."

"Oh, I just thought since you two both usually enter together you would know where she was."

"No, I have not seen her since last night."

"I see, well would you mind helping me set up for everyone? I actually just finished prepping the performance hall downtown so my backs killing me. I would really appreciate the help. That is if you don't mind."

"Oh, right sure. Would excuse me for a second first though?"

"Sure thing."

Lyra got up from her seat and made her way to the back of the stage where a public phone was still in service. She walked over to it, put in some bits and made a call to the apartment. Lyra figured if she had forgotten about the performance, then Octavia may very well had forgot as well. The phone rung numerous times until the answering machine came on. She left a message alerting Octavia that there was a performance tonight before hanging up and proceeding to make her way back to the instructor to begin preparations.

Hours passed, and the entire orchestra practice went off without a hitch. That is for the exception of their lead cellist. Throughout practice Lyra made several more calls to the apartment, each one meeting the same response; none. With constant inquiries on the whereabouts of Octavia with no answers, the instructor decided to make the call to bring Gibbons in for tonight's performance as lead cellist.

With the conclusion of practice, all of the mares and colts proceeded to make their way to the performance hall via limo. Including a very worried Lyra.

Meanwhile at the house Octavia had just woken up from her slumber. Wiping her eye's Octavia wobbled out of her room and down to the kitchen. She opened the fridge, completely missing Lyra's note. Octavia looked into the fridges contents and grabbed some milk with some left over stir fry from a few nights before. She turned around and placed the items on the counter and took notice of the red blinking light on the answering machine. It read that 20 new messages were on the machine.

"Holy crap, who called so many times?" Octavia asked aloud as she pressed the replay button.

Twenty new messages received. First message.

"Octavia, it's me. Pick up the phone. Come on... Look we got a performance tonight, if your hearing this get your ass in gear and get down here. Bye."

Octavia swung her head around and gazed at the calendar that hung just above the clock on the wall and saw the date was marked up with red writing, signifying there was indeed a performance tonight. She then looked at the clock, it was a quarter (Fifteen minutes) before 7:00. Her eye's widened as she looked over her body. Still drenched in sweat and wreaking of sex. Her mane was rustled all about and out of place. Without wasting another moment she bolted down the hallway and into the bathroom to wash up, thinking that she could still somehow make it on time. Five minutes later she busted the bathroom door open and sprinted into her room, still drying herself off from the shower.

She grabbed a new bowtie from the rooms closet and quickly hung it on around her neck before grabbing her cello. She swung the instrument over her back and was about to head out the door when she heard the messages still continuing to play. She stopped to listen as she saw the final message was being replayed.

"Octavia... Don't bother showing up. Your seat was given back to Gibbons." Octavia could barely hear Lyra as her voice was as soft as one could get. "I don't care about last night, if you didn't show up today because of it well... I-I gotta go. I'll talk to you later... Bye."

Octavia let her cello drop to the floor as the message finished playing. She didn't know how to feel, so she just sat there on her cello case, silently.

The performance had just finished and the Orchestra received a standing ovation for their performance. The curtains closed, separating the performers from their audience allowing them to begin putting their instruments away. Lyra had just snapped her case shut when a hoof made its way in front of her. She looked up revealing Gibbons who had a rather large grin on his face.

"Look's like your marefriend couldn't handle the heat of being lead cellist." He said as he panted on his right forehoof and began to polish his chest. "Can't say I blame her. Only the truly exceptional can do what I can." He chuckled a bit at the end.

Lyra stood up meeting Gibbons face. Her lyre in her left hoof and a fist in her right. She wound up her right hoof and socked Gibbons right in the snout, knocking him into the rows that sat in front of them. Gibbons collided with numerous music sheet stands and chairs as he tumbled all the way off of the stage. Everyone quickly turned around gazing at Lyra who was just now lowering her fist.

"Lyra what the hell was that about!?" The instructor asked as he walked up to her. Lyra gave no response to him. "I'm sorry Lyra but your gonna have to be suspended until further notice."

"Fine." Lyra lashed back at the instructor as she swung her body around and stormed past everypony as she headed for the back entrance of the performance hall. Now in the alleyway behind the hall she let out a sigh, she couldn't believe she had just punched Gibbons. She tried to push the thought from her mind as she started to make her way home.

"Excuse me. Ma'am?" A blue and white mare holding a bouquet of roses with her hooves tried to flag down Lyra who tried just to power walk her way past the mare. She did not want to be bothered right now. "Hey hold on!" The mare shouted at she caught up with Lyra and was now walking by her side. "Are you in the orchestra?"

"Yeah." Lyra snarled.

"Do you know Octavia?" Lyra halted at the sound of her roommates name. She looked at the mare with a questioning look.

"Yeah I know her... Why?"

"Oh right. Do you know if she's still in there? I wanna surprise her with these." The mare held the bouquet in front of her face to display them to Lyra.

"What, are you an admirer or something?" The mare laughed a bit at the question.

"No nothing like that. I'm her marefriend."

"Marefriend?" Lyra was in utter shock. Who the hell was this mare, and how could she be her marefriend? She had never heard Octavia talk about her before.

"Yeah, she told me she plays for the Royal Canterlot Orchestra. I thought I'd surprise her with these." Vinyl gave a smile to Lyra. Lyra shook her head in a no at Vinyl.

"I don't know if she's still in there." And with that she turned around began to sprint away from Vinyl.

"Hey wait!" Vinyl called out but Lyra ignored her.

She sprinted at full speed down the alleyway, down the streets of the town and all the way to their apartment door. She slammed the door open knocking Octavia out her state, she had not moved an inch since the answering machine had finished playing. Octavia looked back at Lyra who was panting, almost snarling even at her. Lyra stood in the doorway just staring at Octavia with a glare of pure rage before she took the largest inhale she possibly could and yelled out.

"MAREFRIEND!?"