A Different Kind of Music...

A Different Kind of Music…
Chapter 5
Healing Wounds…

Vinyl glanced over at Fiddlesticks who was sitting across from her at the kitchen table. Fiddels was absentmindedly watching out the window at the darkening skies. Octavia hadn't come out of her bedroom since Lyrica had left the apartment. Vinyl and Fiddlesticks had ended up sitting at the kitchen table talking about their upbringings.

“Well, that explains a lot. Although, it doesn't excuse her behavior in the slightest,” Vinyl said, turning to look out the window.

“Maybe not, but it has still been a hard life for her, raising the two of us alone when dad died… A good-looking young musician getting married to a wealthy business stallion from Canterlot, who then suddenly drops dead. You can imagine the talk around town. Most of her supposed ‘friends’ still thinks she had something to do with it. After that, she taught us the only thing she could; music.

“In the meantime, the businesses that dad owned had been wrestled away from mother one by one, through one bad deal after another. From the nine dad left her, only three remain. She feels she's been a failure all of her life because of that, and she's been trying to make sure me and Octavia wouldn't be. Although she didn't succeed in that either it would seem, at least not with me,” Fiddlesticks answered sadly.

“What do you mean? You're married to a wonderful and caring stallion by what you've told me. That can't be a failure in any book. And Octavia loves playing her music, and is lead soloist in the Canterlot Orchestra for crying out loud. None of you have failed in any way I can see,” Vinyl said while patting Fiddlesticks hoof with one of her own. Fiddels looked up at Vinyl with a careful smile.

“Thank you… It's very nice to hear you say that Vinyl. I'm starting to see why Octavia is beginning to have feelings for you,” Fiddlesticks said. Vinyl grinned back at her.

“Well, the feeling is mutual; I've never felt like this for anypony but her,” Vinyl said with a sigh and stood up.

“Speaking of which, she's been moping in there for way too long now, it's time I went in there and pulled her out of her funk,” Vinyl said with a grin as she started trotting towards the kitchen door.

“Good luck… I've never been able to pull Octavia out of one of her melancholies whenever she ends up sinking into one. It's better to just leave her alone until she´s recovered, usually she feels good the next morning again,” Fiddlesticks said, not having much hope for Vinyl being able to do something she couldn't.

“Ohhh, I think I might be able to make her feel… Good,” Vinyl said with a smirk before she slipped out of the kitchen, heading towards Octavia´s bedroom. Fiddles just stared after Vinyl. A blush spread across her face when she realized just what Vinyl was most likely about to do with her sister.

“Oh my… Oh my!” Fiddlesticks exclaimed when she realized there was no way she wasn't going to hear the two of them going at it. Even though this was a plush apartment, it wasn't very big. It consisted of two bedrooms, an office, a living room, a kitchen, and two bathrooms. After sitting for a while and pondering what to do, she came to the conclusion that running a bath and locking herself in there would most likely be the best option available to her since she really didn't feel like running out into the streets of Canterlot this late. Fiddles rose up to execute a well thought through plan, but when she exited the kitchen, she could hear unmistakable sounds coming from Octavia's bedroom, the door having been left cracked open.

Great Vinyl. You could have at least closed the door after going in there, she thought, a bit annoyed, and walked over to close it. But as her gaze fell in through the crack, she became spellbound by what she saw. Octavia was lying on her back, kissing Vinyl deeply, while one of Vinyl´s hooves were tenderly caressing Octavia´s slick and glistening outer labia lips, which were on clear display. Octavia was moaning happily while she enclosed Vinyl in a tight embrace, pressing her even harder towards herself. The need in the gesture was unmistakable. The kiss ended. They were both breathing hard, and looking deep into each other's eyes.

“Oh Vinyl, I love you so much! Yes! Oh yes! Right there, YES!” Octavia cried out while Vinyl started caressing up-and-down the whole length of Octavia´s nether lips. Vinyl was grinning from ear to ear while she looked at her marefriend writhing in pleasure beneath her ministration.

“The night is young Octavia, and I'll have you screaming my name before long, my love,” she whispered, hungrily kissing her way down Octavia’s neck and out onto her shoulder. At this, Octavia tightened her embrace and started to grind her hips against Vinyl´s outstretched hoof in a desperate attempt to increase the pleasure she was feeling. Fiddlesticks just stood there staring through the crack, unable to pull away.

I should go. I should really go right now… Fiddles thought.

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Why am I not leaving?! Fiddles desperately screamed silently at herself while she continued peeking in at Vinyl and her sister´s tender lovemaking. Vinyl had kissed her way down the length of Octavia´s body, and was now eyeing the glistening prize waiting for her between Octavia´s legs. Vinyl carefully started kissing and nipping her way down Octavia´s inner thighs, earning herself a chorus of moans and yelps. Finally, after what must have been an eternity for Octavia, Vinyl had reached her vagina, and let her tongue run from the bottom of Octavia´s nether lips to the top, where she immediately latched on to the now exposed clitoris, and sucked hard on it.

“FUCK MEeeeeee!!!” Octavia screamed while her body arched off the bed, her eyes rolling up under her eyelids while her whole face contorting in absolute pleasure. She then bit down on her lower lip to keep herself from screaming more, although that failed miserably.

“VINYL!!! YES! YES! YES! YES! VINYYYYYYYYL!” Octavia screamed, an orgasm rocking her entire body. As it ended, she flopped down on her back again, still squirming in pleasure since Vinyl hadn't stopped eating her out, even after she was coming down from her first orgasm. Octavia reached down with her front hooves and lovingly caressed the top of Vinyl´s head. Vinyl who was now shoving her tongue into Octavia´s dripping love cave, as far as she could possibly reach, while listening to her marefriend moaning Vinyl´s name again and again. She glanced up towards Octavia, and their eyes met. Even while Vinyl continued eating Octavia out, she still managed to have a big smile across her face. Octavia just looked down at her wonderful marefriend through foggy eyes while she continued to gasp for breath.

“I love you Vinyl… I love you so much,” Octavia said between pants. Hearing this, Vinyl redoubled her efforts below, making Octavia´s head flopped down onto her pillow while she moaned loudly, the pleasure emanating from her vagina once again on the rise.

Outside, Fiddlesticks was now also gulping for air while she was rubbing fiercely on her own clitoris. Suddenly, her eyes widened when she realized what she was doing.

By Celestia! I'm clopping to my own sister having sex with her marefriend! What is wrong with me!?! Fiddlesticks thought while she stared down at her now wet hoof, the treacherous appendage still shaking with anticipation at being let back to finish its previous occupation. Another pleasure induced cry brought Fiddlesticks’ eyes back to Vinyl and Octavia on the bed. Octavia had just had her second orgasm, and now lay sprawled on the bed in what could only be described as a pleasure induced coma. She was irregularly gasping for breath, completely lying flat on her back, and her legs just draped wherever they had happen to be when they gave out. Between her thighs, Vinyl was still happily eating Octavia out, not letting up for a second.

By the moon, how long is Vinyl going to keep at it? Octy is completely out of it already, she can't pos… Fiddles’ thoughts were cut off by another cry of pure ecstasy from Octavia. Fiddlesticks moaned loudly in response, as she felt her own vagina trying to squeeze around a non-existent stallion hood.

Ohhh, I'm so horny right now! Why is Kazooie, or any stallion, never around when you need them! Fiddles thought desperately, stumbling away from the door. She made her way on shaky legs over to the apartment’s main bathroom, staggered in and closed the door behind her.

Back in the bedroom, Vinyl was looking down at the now peacefully sleeping Octavia. She had been a complete mess when Vinyl stepped into the bedroom, slowly convincing herself that she should call her mother, and beg for forgiveness for having yelled at her. Vinyl had put a stop to those thoughts quickly, and now Octavia was finally able to sleep as soundly as she deserved after this heart-wrenching day. Vinyl smiled contentedly at her work, and then bent down and gave Octavia a small good-night kiss on the cheek.

“Sleep tight my love… I just need to clean myself up a bit and I'll be right back,” Vinyl whispered sweetly in Octavia´s ear before carefully making her way out of the bed. She was almost at the bedroom´s private bathroom when she stopped.

I should probably use the other bathroom, or I might wake Octavia, Vinyl thought and headed for the bedroom door instead. When she opened the door, she saw something glistening on the floor in front of her. Raising an eyebrow, vinyl bent down to examine it a bit closer. Taking a few whiffs she immediately understood what it was. A little smirk spread across her mouth while she trotted over to the kitchen. When she peaked in she saw that it was empty, that's when she heard gasps and moans from behind her, she turned around and looked at the bathroom door in the hallway. Vinyl now grinned widely while she moved up to the door; she put her ear against it, and could clearly hear what was going on inside. With a smirk she carefully push the handle down, and was delighted to find out it wasn't locked.

Well… If you can peek in on us missy, I can definitely play a little joke on you, Vinyl thought with a smirk as she carefully opened the door. In the middle of the bathroom floor, lying on her back and grinding against her own hoof Fiddlesticks lay on display. Vinyl just stood there, watching while Fiddlesticks was clearly nearing the end of her clopping session.

“Oh! Ah! Ahhhhhhh!” Fiddlesticks cried out when she reached her orgasm. A smile spread across her face while she panted heavily. She opened her eyes and immediately froze as she was met with the sight of Vinyl looking down at her with a mischievous smile.

“So… You enjoyed the show earlier I take it?” Vinyl asked with a grin.

“Not a word…” Fiddlesticks hissed up at Vinyl, who made a gesture of zipping her mouth shut. She deliberately strode right over Fiddlesticks, clearly displaying all of her quite moist mare candy, as she jumped into the bathtub and pulled the curtains closed. Fiddlesticks was staring wide-eyed at the roof.

Oooo, that was just pure evil! Fiddles thought, feeling herself getting moist between her thighs again.

Why am I reacting this way? I’m not some pent-up lesbian just now realizing it, am I? Fiddlesticks wondered, but that thought didn't settle with her.

No, I truly love Kazooie… No doubt about that. So why did I get aroused by looking at the two of them? Fiddles thought, desperately trying to find an answer.

It wasn't Octavia, was it?! Fiddlesticks cringed visibly at the thought, and then cursed herself.

Gaaah! Thanks a lot brain! Why in Tartarus would you even go there?! That's just sick! She felt a bit repulsed by herself for even thinking about that.

I was focused on Vinyl, more or less, the whole time now that I think about it… She does have that same rugged straightforwardness that I find so attractive in Kazooie, but if I'm reacting to her in the same way… Does that mean I’m... bi-sexual? Fiddlesticks thought, eyes widening at the realization. That felt a lot closer to the truth. She could remember quite a few times when she had turned to look after a mare, only to convince herself she was looking at whatever dress or jewelry that mare happened to hopefully be wearing. And besides, she had always had a stallion by her side, so it had never really occurred to her to explore that avenue. The faucets in the shower were turned off, and the curtains were whisked aside showing a very surprised looking Vinyl.

“Fiddles? Why are you still here?” she asked. When Fiddlesticks eyes locked with Vinyl, she had another epiphany. She thought back at what they had discussed during the evening.

“I think… I think I'm like you,” Fiddles said hoarsely. Vinyl now looked down at her quite clearly confused.

“Like what?” Vinyl wondered.

“Bi-sexual… You know, into both mares and stallions,” Fiddlesticks said with a sigh.

“What? No way! I'm mares all the way now, Octavia to be more precise! I wouldn't let any stallion near me even if he was a super-hot stallion Alicorn or something,” Vinyl stated. Fiddlesticks just smirked back at Vinyl.

“You see, that proves it! You just referred to a male as being super-hot. And the way you talked about one of the stallion earlier tonight… Thunder Lane wasn't it? He really hurt you, which meant you really cared for him. Something I've never seen in Octavia, after any of her break-ups. She just walked away from every stallion she ever dated; the most they would get in the reaction from her was a shoulder shrug when they broke up with her, most likely because they never really meant anything to her in the first place. But not the two of us. No, we truly cared for the stallions we were with,” Fiddles said, looking up at Vinyl, daring her to tell her she was wrong. Vinyl was just staring down at Fiddlesticks now, wide-eyed and mouth hanging open.

“I… I thought you farm ponies were supposed to be a bit slow in the head… Guess I was wrong about that,” Vinyl said, sitting down with a thud in the bathtub.

“Well, thanks. I think… Although, this means we have a little bit of a problem,” Fiddlesticks said with a sigh, shifting her gaze away from Vinyl.

“Really? Like what?” Vinyl asked.

“I got really turned on by you back there… You're more or less a female equivalent of Kazooie, not your looks of course, but your straightforward personality. I can really see why Octavia has fallen for you now. Not just are you cute as a button, but your caring and honest with ponies around you as well,” Fiddle´s said.

“Wait. You're into me?” Vinyl gasped.

“Oh! I'm so sorry about earlier! I wouldn't have teased you like that if I had known… You know… That something might actually happen between us. I am so sorry!” Vinyl said pleadingly, as she looked down worriedly at Fiddlesticks.

“It’s okay Vinyl. We'll just put that down as an ‘it never happened’ moment,” Fiddles said with a little smile. Vinyl nodded.

“Yeah… I can totally live with that idea. But how should we deal with this now? Should we tell Octavia?” Vinyl questioned worriedly. Fiddles thought about it for a little while.

“Well… Maybe not everything, we don't really need to tell her I was clopping to the two of you.” Fiddlesticks grinned sheepishly. “But the part about you and me being bi-sexual is something she really deserves to know,” Fiddlesticks said, looking to Vinyl for confirmation. Vinyl, however, was looking a bit uncertain, but then she smiled, like she had come to some private understanding with herself.

“I can get behind that plan, but you should know; I only have eyes for Octavia now. Whatever may have happened in the past, it no longer matters to me. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I'm gone go cuddle up with my marefriend,” Vinyl said as she stepped out of the bathtub, carefully making sure she didn't expose herself too much this time, and then quickly trotted out of the bathroom. Fiddles watched her go before sitting up and jumping into the shower. She turned the water back on, and gave a sigh of relief as warmth flooded over her.

I guess tomorrow is going to be an interesting day as well… Fiddlesticks thought while she reached out for the shampoo bottle.

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Thanks to Syvvak and ThatOnePony570 for the Pre-read/Edit