Vinyl's father was catching up with her, so you figured that it was best to leave them be while you inspected her father's house. The inside of the house was a little quainter than you imagined. When you stepped inside, you noticed that the living room was about half the size of the living room in Vinyl's house. The only defining features in it were a "C" shaped couch and a fireplace on the opposite wall. On your left was an open doorway to the kitchen which was comprised of a small walking space with a refrigerator and cabinets on one side and a medium-sized range on the other.

The floor, thankfully, was sturdy and rigid. From your surroundings, you would've assumed that the floor would've been made up of cheap lumber. However, when you looked down, you saw that there was a stylish set of tile squares that covered the living room and kitchen. You felt the gentle chilling breeze of an air conditioner as you wandered around the living room, which was a relief. As you looked down the hallway that led into the bedrooms and bathroom, you only saw three additional rooms which suggested that there was a master bedroom, a guest bedroom and a bathroom.

"Guess I'm sleeping on the couch tonight..." You mumbled to yourself as your eyes looked upwards towards the ceiling.

"Aw, don't you and Vinyl usually sleep together?" Cloud Kicker's voice echoed closely behind you. You thought she had gone towards the back room with Vinyl and her dad, so it surprised you a bit.

"Oh... Well, yeah, but I dunno if her dad would be okay with..."

"Yeah, good point..." Cloud Kicker laughed a little as she walked in the kitchen.

You walked around the couch and inspected it before sitting down on it. It was actually quite clean and your legs were worn out from the hike, so you did so and sighed in relief. Since Vinyl and her dad were busy catching up, leaving a somewhat awkward atmosphere between you and Cloud Kicker, you figured it would ease the situation by starting up conversation.

"So how long have you known Vinyl's dad?" You looked back from behind the couch as Cloud Kicker set down her mail bag.

"Oh goodness..." Cloud Kicker looked up in thought. "It's been so long... Maybe six or seven years?"

"Wow! You must know him pretty well, then."

"Sorta. He's a bit of a recluse sometimes, but he insists that I'm the only other pony he routinely talks to. Kinda flattering, really." She looked down at the kitchen counter and if you didn't know any better, you would've thought that she was hiding something. However, she quickly snapped out of her introversion and came to join you by the couch. You didn't want to push the topic seeing that it was making her at least a little uncomfortable, so you changed subjects.

"Hey, do you know Derpy? The mailmare from Ponyville?"

Her face lit up as she sat next to you. "Oh yes! Isn't she the cutest little thing ever?! We only meet up on occasion since we live so far away, but we bump into each other at the post office from time to time." She looked over at you. "Wait, how do you know Derpy?"

"Well, Vinyl and I live in Ponyville so, naturally..."

"Oh... Right." She giggled a little. "Sorry, I keep forgetting where Vinyl lives. So..." She leaned in close with a curious look on her face. "How are you and her doing?"

You smiled and decided to leave out what happened the night before like Vinyl asked. "We're good. We've gone through some ups and downs, but we're pretty solid." You looked down at your feet and blushed a little. "We both love each other a lot."

"Aw..." She leaned back on the couch. "I'm glad that mare finally found a good colt. Wasn't she dating that roommate of hers before? What was her name...? Uh..." She put her hoof on her chin and looked up at the ceiling.

"Octavia." You answered quaintly. You were well aware of her prior relationship and talking about it made you a little uncomfortable, but you figured that it didn't matter now.

"Yeah, that's right. What happened between them?" She asked as if you knew for certain.

"I-I dunno... I came here well after they broke up, I guess."

Cloud Kicker seemed to sense your unease. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry or anything..."

"No no, its fine." You smiled at her reassuringly.

"Oh! Speaking of that, you're really from the human world? What was that like?" She leaned in again curiously.

"It's okay. The people there aren't nearly as... Nice... As the ponies here. To be honest, I love it here way more than my home world."

"Really now? That's interesting... What else is different about it?"

You took a deep breath as you thought. "Geez, where do I start... For one, we don't have magic, which a lot of ponies seem to find strange."

"Zero magic?! How do you get stuff done? Just like earth ponies do?"

"Eh... Sort of. We have technology that-"

"Hey, babe. Sorry for taking so long." Vinyl walked back into the living room with her dad closely following behind her.

You looked over the couch and smiled. "Don't worry 'bout it. Hey-" She turned back to her dad. "What are we gonna do for dinner?"

You hadn't really thought about eating up until this point and your stomach was feeling a bit empty. Cloud Kicker got up from the couch and swished her tail to neaten it out.

"I've got that covered." She trotted over to the kitchen pridefully.

"You sure? I'm sure I can just-" Vinyl's dad tried to object to her generosity, but it was futile.

"Nope! I know just the thing to make. And I think..." She paused as she looked through all the ingredients in Vinyl's dad's cabinets. "Yup. I've got everything I need."

"Well, I'll leave you to it! Unless you need any help." Vinyl's dad walked around the couch.

"Actually, I could use some help from Vinyl." Cloud Kicker looked over at her with a wink as if she had something planned.

"Oh, alright." Vinyl accepted her offer and joined her in the kitchen despite her suspicion.

"We're gonna make eggplant-" Cloud Kicker explained to Vinyl before a voice spoke right next to you and caused you to disregard what was going on in the kitchen.

"Hey, wanna join me on the porch?" Vinyl's dad glanced down at you before walking towards the front door.

"Y-yes, sir..." You were a bit nervous even though you knew a one-on-one confrontation with him was inevitable.

You quickly got up from the couch and followed him out. Vinyl looked back at you from the kitchen and you swore you could hear the words "Good luck" form from her lips even though no sound came out. You gulped as her father opened the door.

The sun was already setting. Thankfully, it was setting to the left side of the house so that you didn't have to look right at the blinding orange light from the porch. The door shut semi-quietly behind you and, seeing as Vinyl's dad chose the right chair on the porch, you sat down on the rocking chair on the left. It was a relatively nice rocking chair even though it looked as if it hadn't been used in years. It creaked a little as you sat down on it.

"You smoke?" Vinyl's dad asked.

You looked over at him with a bit of surprise on your face to see that he was pulling out an expensive looking cigar from a box. You used to smoke back when you were in the human world but you never quite had the urge to have another. Actually, up until this point, you weren't really sure if they did have tobacco-like substances in Equestria. You decided to take him up on his offer despite the risk of a bad first impression because you wanted to be social.

"I used to. But sure, I'll have one." You figured just one wouldn't hurt.

He tossed one over to you and you fondled the cigar in your hooves for a bit before getting a good grip on its base. A dim orange light appeared from your right and you looked over to see that he was lighting his with his magic.

"Um..." You looked at your cigar and then back at him awkwardly.

"Oh, you don't know fire spells yet?" He puffed his cigar a bit. The smoke traveled towards you and it actually smelled good. It had a cherry scent with a hint of cinnamon.

"I'm still learning." You got up from your chair and walked towards him.

You put the cigar in your mouth and leaned down as Vinyl's dad made a tiny flame appear in front of you. You took a couple of puffs to get the cigar lit and then walked back to your chair.

"I could try, but I'd probably blow something up. Thanks."

Vinyl's dad laughed heartily and blew out a thick cloud of smoke.

"Who's your teacher?"

"Twilight's teaching me. My horn's a little... Weird... So it's taking a little longer than usual."

"Yeah, I thought I noticed something strange about your ho-" His eyes widened once he realized what you said and he coughed a little when he accidentally inhaled some of the smoke.

"Wait... Twilight Sparkle is teaching you?!" He looked at you in surprise.

"Yes sir... She’s a great teacher, but I'm just not used to magic since I didn't have it back home."

"Well then..." He took a long puff of his cigar and then held it in his cheeks. "Looks like you have friends in high places. But, I guess that's to be expected of someone as important as you." Smoke leaked out of his mouth as he spoke.

You took a hit of the cigar and, as you expected, it tasted like cherry. You still weren't sure of his attitude towards you, so you tried to be as respectful as possible.

"Alex, right?" His face glowed orange from the embers on the end of the cigar.

"Y-Yes sir..."

He laughed again. "You don't have to call me sir, Alex. I'm sure Vinyl's already told you that I'm just as laid back as she is."

"Oh... S-sorry, its just habit. And yeah, she did tell me that. What should I call you? It seems a bit weird to just call you 'Vinyl's dad'..."

He laughed again as he blew out another puff of smoke. "You can call me Scribble."

"Scribble? So you're an author or something?"

"Yup." He said as he flicked his cigar, knocking some ash onto his porch.

"Oh cool! What kind of stuff do you write?"

"All sorts of stuff." He looked at his cigar as he spun it around a little. "Biographies, novels, poems... whatever my patrons ask for." He chuckled a little. "And whatever pays the most."

He continued and looked over at you. He seemed friendly enough and the more he talked, the more comfortable you felt around him. It was as if he was your same age even though he was probably twice yours.

"What about you? You got a job yet?"

Your mind spun as a flurry of memories came to you all at once. You were reminded of your commitment to Luna as an "assistant", even though you knew that it was more of a booty call service than a job. Also, you realized that the situation would prove troublesome if you didn't end it soon. You had almost forgotten about it and you knew that if you wanted to remain one hundred percent faithful to Vinyl, you needed to end it.

"Sorta..." You stared at your cigar and smiled. "But not really. I tried getting a job at a farm but the family there didn't quite like the idea of a unicorn working there."

"Yeah. I've run into those sorts of problems too. Kinda racist if you ask me."

You had to agree, but you didn't want to take any sides as of right now. "I guess. But, I can kinda see where they're coming from. They're nice people, though."

A silence hung between the two of you for a short while and both of you took a puff from your cigars. The sun was halfway below the horizon and you squinted your eyes as you looked at it. The weather was starting to cool down a bit and it was actually getting comfortable.

"So." Scribble Scratch leaned forward in his chair. He was already halfway done with his cigar. "You and Vinyl doing okay?"

Your heart rate increased a little. The subject was arising and you had to pick what you said carefully. The value of a first impression was paramount at this point. Again, you did as Vinyl asked and left out the rough spot that happened last night.

"Mhmm. We're doing great. We've been through ups and downs, but we're stable." You answered just like you did towards Cloud Kicker.

"That's good to hear. That girls been through a lot. It's good to know someone’s treating her in a way she deserves. How long have you two been together? Four or five months?"

"Yes sir. Or..." You tried to recall. "Something like that, yeah."

"And you still haven't gotten fed up with that washing machine yet?" He smiled and looked over at you.

You laughed as your tension decreased. "I'm used to it. Besides, I kinda like the kind of music she makes."

"I never quite liked it. Guess that's a sign of me getting old." He did a stereotypical old-man voice. "All them darn kids making their crappy music..."

The two of you laughed as he flicked his cigar away. You weren't even halfway through yours and he was already done with his. Perhaps it was because it was because you were feeling too comfortable with him, but you decided to further the conversation a little.

"So it looks like Vinyl gets her looks from you. She looks exactly the same."

"Yeah. She has my mane and my fur." He paused and looked off into the distance as if he was recalling a memory. "She has her mother's eyes, though. And her magic."

You noticed that Scribbles eyes were a deep brown despite his colorful mane and fur. You guessed that her mothers' eyes were magenta as well. You noticed that his smile was slowly fading and you quickly regretted bringing up the topic of his wife.

"I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean to-"

"Nah, its fine. It was a long time ago." He sighed. "I came to the realization that she wouldn't have wanted me to fret about her every second of every day."

"That's good..." You admired his resilience and optimism. "I'm sorry about your wife... Can I ask what happened to her?" You knew it was risky to ask, but you were curious.

"She never quite recovered giving birth to Vinyl. Stayed in the hospital for years afterwards. She finally passed after three years."

You looked down at your cigar and thought about what to say. After a while, you realized that it was best not to say anything at all. How could you? You had no clue what the stallion had gone through and even attempting to understand would be insulting.

"Alex, I already said it's alright." He got up and walked over to a post holding up the roof of the porch. He leaned up against it and looked off into the sunset.

"S-sorry..."

Scribbles simply looked over at you and smiled before pulling out another cigar and lighting it.

"So." He said again as if he was about to change the subject.

"Have you and my daughter had sex yet?"

Vinyl stopped stirring the broth for a second or two and looked down at the low flames beneath the pot. Cloud Kicker seemed to notice even though Vinyl thought that she was chopping up the eggplant.

"What’s wrong sweet pea?"

Vinyl snapped out of her thoughts and started stirring again. "Sorry, I'm just kinda nervous about Alex... I mean my dad's cool and all, but..."

"But nothing..." Cloud Kicker finished chopping the vegetables and came to her side. "Alex seems like a sweet colt. I'm sure your dad will love him."

"I guess..." Vinyl looked into the pot of broth as if it were a void sucking her in.

"Besides, the boys needed to talk anyways. Why else did you think I asked for you to help me and not your dad?"

Vinyl grinned a little and tapped the wooden spoon against the edge of the pot. "Figured that was the reason..."

An awkward pause hung in the air as Vinyl stared at the pot and Cloud Kicker looked in the cabinets above her for a few spices.

"Well...?"

"Huh?" Vinyl looked over at her.

"Have you done anything with him?" Cloud Kicker was obviously interested and curious.

Vinyl blushed a bit. "Y-you mean like kissing and stuff? Yeah..."

The pegasus giggled and pulled out some peppers. "Of course you've done that, silly. I mean..." She let the question hang in the air for Vinyl to figure out.

"O-oh..." Vinyl's blush got worse and she bit her lip. "Um..."

"Come on, Vinyl... We're both mares..." She leaned in close to her and gave her a wink. "It'll be our little secret."

Vinyl smiled and looked down at her hooves. "Well... Yeah, we've done stuff..."

Cloud Kicker noticed her embarrassment and backed off a little, going back to the opposite counter and dumping the chopped eggplant into a bowl.

"Sorry... That's none of my business... I was just curious, is all..."

"No, its fine." Vinyl turned down the heat on the stove once the broth started boiling. "Actually, we do that stuff all the time."

"Really?" The mailmare came up behind her and slowly dumped the eggplant into the pot. Vinyl could tell by her expression that she was at least a little jealous. "Like... Every day?"

"I guess. Or if not, when we can." Vinyl was speaking casually at that point.

"Oh..." Cloud Kicker went back to mixing up the spices into a separate bowl. "Forgive me, I haven't done anything like that in years..."

Vinyl suddenly formed a smirk on her face and turned around to face her.

"Okay, my turn."

"Huh? Um... Alright..." The pegasus at least acted as if she was going to play along.

"How long have you known my dad for? He's never written about you in the letters he sent me."

"Hmm... 'Bout six or seven years. Why?"

Vinyl paused and gave her a stare with amusement in her eyes. It made Cloud Kicker laugh nervously.

"W-what?" She chuckled.

"You like him?"

Cloud Kicker's cheeks instantly turned red and she fumbled the spices in her hooves. "H-huh? No! I, Uh..."

Vinyl raised one of her eyebrows. She didn't really mind if her father was in a relationship, but she enjoyed watching Cloud Kicker struggle.

"You said you talk to him every day... And he seems to be pretty familiar with you..."

"No! I... W-we're just good friends! I mean we're both single and uh..."

Vinyl's smirk turned into a grin.

"Okay okay, fine..." Cloud Kicker put down the bowl of spices and sighed in defeat. "I... Kinda like him..." She looked over to the side with her cheeks still red.

"Kinda?" Vinyl did the pegasus's job for her and added the spices into the pot. "Does he kinda like you too?"

"Well.. H-he's really friendly to me and..." Cloud Kicker bit her lip and Vinyl decided to stop torturing her.

"Sorry, I was just teasing." She paused and began stirring the pot a little. Not a peep came out of Cloud Kicker for the next several moments.

"I wouldn't really mind if you two were together. It's about time that old fart found some company." Vinyl continued and tried to reassure her new friend. She tried to sound as sincere as possible since she was sure that Cloud Kicker was feeling a bit nervous talking to his daughter about it.

"Really?"

The mailmare didn't even try to hide it anymore. Over the years of her knowing him, he had been one of the sweetest stallions she met and he was one of the only ones on her long work days that actually took the time to chat with her. The two of them were practically best friends since they talked every day and almost never got into arguments. She had entertained the idea of enhancing the relationship for a while now, but was either too scared or too shy to do so. She had eventually learned about his late wife within the first one or two years of meeting him which also threw a wrench in her plan. Coming on to a stallion who had lost his wife, no matter how long ago it was, seemed a bit intrusive and rude to her. However, after hearing what Vinyl just said, her hopes were lifted somewhat.

Cloud Kicker finally snapped out of her daydreaming and started preparing the salad.

"Yup." Vinyl answered shortly, but she sounded as if she was trying to think of what else to say. "If it's my mom you're worried about, that's no biggie." The unicorn leaned against the kitchen counter as she thought back to her earliest memories of her mother. They were few, but precious to her.

She continued since Cloud Kicker was too deep in thought to respond. "Mom told dad that if she ever went away, she wanted him to find someone else. Dad rejected her wish since his emotions were kinda weird at the time, but I think I speak for him when I say that we both think that he should move on and find someone else to make his hermit crab life happier."

Vinyl wasn't used to being so sentimental, but she was able to talk about the subject without getting too emotional. Cloud Kicker, however, was almost in tears. Vinyl looked over at her and noticed that she was lazily chopping the lettuce. Even though her back was turned to Vinyl, she knew that she was having trouble taking in what she had just said. Vinyl walked over to her slowly and joined her at her side before nudging her shoulder gently.

"Hey, what's the worst case scenario? He says no. You'll never know unless you try." She smiled to try and cheer her up.

Cloud Kicker rubbed her eyes a little with her hoof before turning to Vinyl and giving her a warm hug. She smiled as her neck brushed against Vinyl's and she patted her white fur gently.

"You're a good kid, Vinyl."

"Pfft." Vinyl scoffed as they both let go of each other. "That's not entirely true."

They both giggled as the tension in the air between them gradually diminished. There was another pause as Cloud Kicker went back to putting the lettuce in the bowl.

"So? You want me to talk to him about it?"

Cloud Kicker's blush returned. "N-no... I'll ask him myself. I think it would be best tha-"

The front door opened and two sets of hooves could be heard coming into the living room. Cloud Kicker quickly went back to preparing the salad, albeit a bit faster than before, and gave Vinyl a wink. Vinyl winked in return and turned the flame on the stove off.

"You boys have a good talk?" Cloud Kicker's voice rang from the kitchen. Even Vinyl had to admit that it had a sweet and motherly tone to it.

"Yup. Sure did." Scribble patted your back heartily.

"You didn't go too hard on him, did ya?" Vinyl turned around and looked at you as if she was glad you were still in one piece.

"I dunno. Did I?" He turned to you with an amused expression on his face.

"I, uh... N-no sir..." You accidentally called him sir again because of your nervousness.

Everypony laughed at your response and your face reddened in embarrassment. Nonetheless, you still managed to smile bashfully.

"Mmm..." Vinyl's father lifted his nose in the air and sniffed. "Smells good. What is it?"

"Manehattan style eggplant salad." Cloud Kicker closed her eyes and lifted her nose with pride. "My mother taught me how to make it when I was little."

"Can't wait..." Vinyl's dad plopped down on the couch and tucked his tail around him neatly. You could barely hear a grumble come from his belly.

"Alex? Could you be a dear and get some bowls for us?" Cloud Kicker used the large wooden spoon to take out the bits of eggplant that had been marinating in the broth the entire time while Vinyl added some cheese and tomatoes, along with some croutons, to the salad.

"Yes, ma'am." You went into the kitchen and looked through the cabinets until you found them.

"Oh come on. Don't go talking to me like that too..." Cloud Kicker giggled.

"S-sorry... It's just a habit." You took out four bowls and put them next to Cloud Kicker. Vinyl came up and bumped your shoulder as if to say "hey" before dumping the salad into the bowls. Shortly after, the mailmare pulled out a spoon full of delicious-smelling eggplant and started laying it neatly on top of the lettuce.

"Well, it's a good habit to have, but you don't have to be so formal. Around me, at least."

"Ditto." Mr. Scratch called out from the living room. You couldn't help but chuckle a little at how similar he was to Vinyl.

"Did you girls talk about me too much?" You teased as you picked up one of the bowls with your magic. You were proud of yourself when you found that you were able to balance it quite well, but you knew you were still too inexperienced to handle more than one at a time.

Cloud Kicker and Vinyl both looked at each other slyly and smiled.

"Just a little." Vinyl teased back and took the other three bowls with her magic.

Your curiosity almost got the best of you, but you figured it would be immature of you to pry about something like that.

"You're getting pretty good at levitation, babe. That trick I taught you must work pretty good."

"Well... Work well..." You said to yourself mentally. You always were a grammar nazi on the inside, but rarely let it out.

"She taught you that trick about your loved ones falling or whatever it was?" Scribble asked you as you sat down next to him, putting your bowl onto the oak wood coffee table.

"Mhmm. Twilight tried to teach me a few techniques, but the one Vinyl told me about seems to work best."

"Wow... You hear that angel? You might even exceed the princess someday." He sarcastically complimented her.

"Whatever, dad..." She rolled her eyes at him and sat down next to you.

Cloud Kicker came behind Vinyl, but chose to sit next to her dad who was already nibbling at his salad.

"Ah, ah, ah..." She took the fork from his hoof. "Prayers first."

"Prayers?" You raised an eyebrow. You were utterly confused. As far as you knew, there weren't any religions in Equestria. You looked over at Vinyl who shrugged at you in bemusement.

"What, you don't pray from where you're from?" Cloud Kicker laid her fork down.

"W-well yeah..." You really didn't want to go into the details since it would take all night. "But not quite..."

She glanced at each of you and motioned to bow your heads. Out of respect, you did so.

"Thank you, Princess Luna and Princess Celestia for this meal, and may we have many more from you in years to come. We ask your blessing your guidance and your protection over us all." She spoke softly.

There was a pause, but you kept your eyes closed as you expected an "amen" or something along those lines at the end.

"You can open your eyes now..." She giggled and addressed the three of you. It seemed as if not many ponies prayed to the princesses like she did. Nonetheless, you found her piety admirable.

Vinyl, her father and Cloud Kicker immediately dug in as you stirred your salad a little. You had never tasted eggplant before, but it did smell good. You stabbed your fork into the bowl, gathering some salad along with some of the veggies, and put it in your mouth.

"Mmm... Dis ish good..." You spoke with food in your mouth, which might have been a mistake if Vinyl's father wasn't as laid back as he was.

"Well done, girls." Vinyl's father was already nearly halfway through with his bowl.

"Thank you! Vinyl did most of the work, I just did a few small things."

You looked to your left at Vinyl who was staring into her salad for some reason.

"Vinyl?" You leaned down and tried to find her eyes past her long blue bangs.

"H-huh? Oh, sorry... Yeah."

"Something wrong?" You asked.

"Nah. I was just wondering what Octavia's up to. I hope she isn't too lonely all by herself." She said before shoveling a large portion of salad into her mouth.

"Yeah... I'm sure she's fine, though. She's probably enjoying not hearing your washing machine for once."

"Oh shush." She bumped you playfully before sticking her tongue out at you. It was closely followed by Scribble's and Cloud Kicker's laughter.

"A-are you sure it's alright?" Cloud Chaser closed the door to Octavia's room behind her.

"Oh goodness, yes. I've told you a million times. She's not coming back for a few days."

Octavia rolled her eyes at Cloud Chaser as she fell back onto her bed. Cloud Chaser, already heated up from the anticipation, climbed on top of her and began kissing Octavia's neck. Her hooves dug into the mattress around the grey-furred mare as their bodies slowly pressed together.

"You sure Vinyl doesn't mind?" The pegasus was still a bit uneasy even though her actions were saying otherwise.

"Ahh..." Octavia let out a soft moan as her friend's tongue glided up her sensitive neck. "N-no... She has Alex now. She'll- mmph- probably tease me about it for a while, but it’s nothing I'm not used to- ahh..."

Cloud Chasers' wings were erect and spread out wide in excitement as Octavia subconsciously lifted her hind leg up. It pressed into her marehood gently which urged her to get more intimate. Octavia could already feel Cloud Chaser's wetness.

The earth pony felt the tongue on her neck slide up and over her cheek before stopping just short of her mouth. The two ponies shared a silent moment as they stared into each other’s eyes before Cloud Chaser went in for a passionate and lustful kiss.

"Mmmphh..." The pegasus moaned through the kiss as Octavia's hind leg rubbed harder against her marehood.

They broke the kiss, leaving a thin line of saliva between their lips as their breathing and heart rate increased.

"No need to hold back, dear. It's just you and me..." Octavia said as she rubbed Cloud Chaser's back gently while looking deep into her eyes from below.

It was the only invitation that Cloud Chaser needed to resume the kiss. As she felt the warmth of Octavia's tongue against hers along with the constant pressure against her sensitive area between her hind legs, she knew that she would be there all night. Possibly well into the morning. She wasn't used to Octavia being so... Lewd... But seeing her act so out of character let her know that Octavia truly wanted this.

Cloud Chaser wanted it too. Badly. Perhaps even more than her friend did. She pushed the worries from her mind and started to grind her hips against Octavia's leg to let her know that she was committed.

Author's Notes:

If there are any grammatical or spelling errors, please send me a PRIVATE MESSAGE and let me know so that I can fix them asap. Thanks for reading! <3

Just a side note, I understand that other versions of Vinyl's dad may vary from fanfic to fanfic, and I know the name and characterization might be different than the ones I inserted. This is just my version of her dad and my version of her background Sorry if it doesn't quite sync up with other versions