Author's Notes:

Buck the weekly schedule!
Have this chapter early with some lovingly first-time sex

Vinyl and Octavia walked down the streets of Fillydelphia. Their bodies pressed together, their coats touching. Vinyl was going to comment on how anypony that saw them right now would, without a doubt, only assume one thing about the two. But she bit that back. Right now the moment was simply too right to say something stupid like that and almost ruin it.

After all, you shouldn’t look a gift-pony in the mouth.

“I can’t tell you how much it means to me that you came with,” Octavia said with a smile.

“Umm… sorry I didn’t stay awake.”

“Vi, for the last time, I only care that you even came with me and were there for me. I already knew you would find it boring,” the grey mare giggled.

“That was an amazing seat though.”

“High-class seats for my marefriend.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever had high-class anything in my life, well, other than one thing.”

“Oh, what’s that one thing?” Octavia asked with a grin.

“A high-class marefriend,” Vinyl said, pecking her on the side of the cheek.

“Vinyl,” Octavia said, nuzzling her muzzle against her marefriend’s.

“Yes, my love? the unicorn hummed happily.

“I think it is time for some special time. At home,” Octavia breathed the last two words lovingly.

“Hmm… Can’t wait, but I feel I must correct you on one small little detail.”

“Oh, what’s that?”

“Every second I spend with you is special.”

The grey mare blushed at that. “When did you get so sappy?”

“When I met you,” Vinyl said with a smile.

They continued walking after that. Neither said a word because, well, neither needed to say a word. The time, the moment, the company: it was all already perfect. Luna’s sky was already in full display for the two. The stars shone down upon them, the moonlight lit up the world in a way that simply enhanced it, without being overwhelming. It was, in a word: beautiful.

As they arrived at their apartment and opened the door, Vinyl found herself in a very strange situation. She thought, now that they were about to… take the next step, that she’d be apprehensive, nervous, or at the least, excited. But she wasn’t any of those things. That’s not to say she wasn't looking forward to it; she was. Or that she wasn’t going to enjoy it; she was.

It just felt… right.

Octavia walked in and shut the door behind them. She moved over to the side of the room and lay down her cello case. Then, she moved to the white mare and kissed her. “I-I… I think I now know how you feel.”

Vinyl looked at her strangely. “Huh?”

“What you said earlier, about wanting me, I think I now know a little of that.”

Vinyl raised a hoof and ran it down the side of Octavia’s head, “Bedro—”

Three loud knocks on the door interrupted her.

“If that’s Neon, or even Sassaflash, I’m going to murder somepony tonight,” Vinyl growled before opening the door. “WHAT?!”

Lyra and Bon Bon stepped back, ears flattening and a kind of shocked expression on their faces.

“Umm… are we interrupting something?” Bon Bon said in a subdued voice.

“YES!”

“Vinyl!” Octavia scowled at her marefriend. “Sorry girls, please ignore her and come in.”

“Great. It’s finally ahead and it gets blowed away. Just great,” Vinyl scowled before going to her room, shutting the door loudly behind her.

“We can… come back later?” Lyra asked.

Octavia scowled at the door Vinyl had so rudely shut like that. “No need, WITH THE WAY SOMEPONY’S ACTING IT WOULDN'T HAPPEN NOW ANYWAY,” she all but screamed.

“GREAT, THEN I CAN GO TO BED. ALONE,” came the muffled shout back.

The grey mare shook her head in anger and frustration. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, before opening them and putting on her best smile. “Please, come in and make yourself at home. What can I get you to drink?”

Bon Bon and Lyra just looked at each other. They both knew they’d just interrupted something, but didn't know what yet. Still with a mare like Octavia, if they left it’d just offend her. “Umm… two iced-teas please,” Lyra said as she led her marefriend to the couch.

“Two iced-teas, coming up,” Octavia replied as she made her way to the kitchen.

She quickly prepared the teas, but no matter how much she tried, she couldn’t get Vinyl out of her head and felt sorry. Not just for yelling at Vinyl, but for herself also.. She had been looking forward to the night as well, but now everything was scheduled for another time. With a sigh, she made her way back to the living room, a plate of drinks carried in her hoof.

Lyra levitated the plate to the coffee table and then one drink to both herself and Bon Bon. The mare took it with thanks and started to drink.

“We thought we could come over and talk with you about the week. You know that we want to hear simply everything!” Lyra smiled.

“Shouldn’t I get Vinyl for that?” Octavia asked.

“I don’t know if you can if she’s in that mood,” Bon Bon replied.

“I can try,” the mare smiled and made her way to Vinyl’s room. “Be back in a minute.”

At least I hope so, she thought.

Reaching the room, she tried to open it, but of course it was locked. “Vinyl, open the door!”

No answer.

“Do not think I would believe that you are already sleeping!”

Still no answer, and the mare was about to get angry.

“Open the door or I will!” Octavia growled, banging her forehoof against the door.

“Go away!”

“No.”

“Why?” came the question, and Octavia stopped. She could clearly hear that it wasn’t Vinyl’s usual voice.

She is crying, Octavia thought, and her heart clenched painfully.

“Vinyl, please open the door. For me,” Octavia pleaded.

Seconds ticked by as nothing happened, then a soft click signaled to the grey mare that the door was now unlocked. She slowly opened it, not surprised to find a sobbing unicorn on her bed.

“Vi, love,” she started, sitting down at her side. “What’s wrong?”

“You know what!” Vinyl answered.

“Why are you crying?”

“Why? Seriously? I open my heart to you, and now that I can finally show you how much I love you in more ways, even that failed! Fate hates me. I’ll… I’ll just stay here,” Vinyl said, her words painful to Octavia.

“Please, Vinyl… I… I never said that it would not happen just because Lyra and Bon Bon visited us. It is just… delayed. Please, come with me and we can try it later,” Octavia whispered softly, followed by a gentle peck on the unicorn’s head.

“But… I mean… that moment was perfect.”

“Yes, but it was perfect because we were together. I want to be by your side still. Don’t you want to be by mine?”

“Yes…”

“Then let me wipe those tears off of your wonderful face and we go to the living room were our friends are waiting,” Octavia smiled.

The white unicorn smiled at that as Octavia ran her hoof across her face, wiping her fur clear of the tears she had shed. “You sure we can’t just tell them to leave?”

“What did I say about being nice?”

“I promised I’d be goodish, not good.”

“Then how about we extend that? Promise to be good, and I’ll be good to you later,” Octavia whispered into her ear, trying a sexy voice that… that needed a little more work.

Vinyl stiffened a giggle, but her heart still melted. “Alright, I promise.”

The grey mare got off the bed and offered a hoof to Vinyl. She took it gratefully and got to her hooves. Together, they both walked out of the room and back to their waiting friends.

Bon Bon saw Vinyl and smiled. Lyra followed suit. “Hey, Vinyl, sorry, we didn’t mean to interrupt.

“The best things in life are worth waiting for,” Vinyl said with a smile.

“What brings you two over?” Vinyl asked.

“You two have been dating for over two weeks, we want to hear everything!” Lyra replied.

“There is not much to tell,” Octavia blushed.

“What? No first times, no little secrets you want to share with your best friends?” Bon Bon asked with wide eyes.

“Actually…” Octavia started, just to have Vinyl finish it for her. “We’ve never gone that far yet.”

“I’m impressed by that after everything I’ve heard about you,” Lyra grinned at Vinyl.

The unicorn glared back. “I’ll give her all the time she needs.”

Octavia smiled, just before leaning in and kissing her. Vinyl’s eyes went wide as the kiss deepened and a tongue poked for entrance. She had never expected Octavia to make such a bold move, especially in front of their friends, but she allowed it and soon caressed the invader with her own tongue. Needless to say, she never wanted it to end.

“I love you so much,” Octavia whispered as they broke.

“Mhh, and I love you much more,” Vinyl teasingly purred back.

Bon Bon and Lyra looked at each other, grinning at the two lovestruck mares. They might’ve been slow in their opinion, but that display told them that everything worked just fine between the two very-opposite mares.

“Sooo… everything’s going smoothly?” Lyra grinned.

“Definitely,” Vinyl chuckled while Octavia sported a healthy blush.

Bon Bon stayed quiet until she shrieked. “Oh buck, I KNEW we were interrupting!”

“What?!” Octavia, Vinyl and Lyra asked in unison.

“You two were about to have your first time!”

When she said those words, Octavia looked like she was about to die of embarrassment. Vinyl had a ‘well-duh’ expression on her face, and Lyra’s eyes went wide in astonishment that Bon Bon would just shout out such a thing.

It was Lyra that broke the silence though. “Hey, Bonnie, isn’t it about time for that thing we had today?”

“Thing?”

“Yeah, you know, that thing we have in exactly five minutes, hence why you said before we knocked that we had to keep our visit brief.”

“Oh-oh… OHH, that thing, yes, I almost forgot! Thank you, Lyra, we can’t be late to our thing.”

Vinyl and Octavia looked at each other, neither had an idea what was going on now. Vinyl had a slight suspicion, but she kept quiet as the two friends quickly drain their teas and made their way to the door.

“It was nice seeing you both so happily together! See you soon!” Lyra called before the door shut behind them.

“That was… strange.” Octavia muttered, unsure if she had played the role of ‘host’ correctly or not. It was all rather… abrupt.

“Well, they have their thing to get to,” Vinyl said with a grin. There was no doubt about it, at least not to her, there was no thing. Well, there was one.

Vinyl nuzzled into Octavia. “Sorry.”

“Sorry?” Octavia asked.

“That I freaked out earlier. I was just looking forward to everything and… and my mind just shut down as you asked them in,” Vinyl admitted.

“It is not a zero-sum game, my love.”

“Huh?” Vinyl asked.

“Just because we have friends over doesn’t mean I will spend any less time with you.”

“Maybe I just want you all to myself?”

“Well, you will have that too.” At those words, Octavia kissed Vinyl once again. Now that they were alone and she had no qualms about somepony watching, she poured herself into that kiss, hoping that Vinyl would feel a tenth of a tenth of what she felt for her.

Vinyl felt far more than that, and she gave just as much as she received. Their lips pressed against each other and their tongues danced. First in Vinyl’s mouth, and then in Octavia’s. Vinyl had her eyes closed, her entire body was dedicated, lived for this kiss. Octavia felt herself floating on air, almost as if she were weightless. It was like kissing Vinyl simply removed everything from herself that weighed her down.

The kiss was magic.

It took the grey mare a minute to realize something had changed. She opened her eyes to see that at some point in time—she couldn’t say when—Vinyl had broken the kiss. The white mare’s eyes were staring directly into her own. There was a blush on her cheeks and a smile upon her lips as she asked a basic, simple question. “Bedroom?”

The word escaped Octavia’s muzzle before she was even aware she said it. “Bedroom.”

Vinyl’s eyes perked up at the simple word, for her it was a dream coming true. Gently, she continued to kiss Octavia, while guiding her to her bedroom at the same time. She took her time with it, exploring every single spot in her lover's mouth.

Octavia was lost. Everything just felt so right. The touch from Vinyl, her tongue on her mouth, the hoof gently caressing her muzzle. She never wanted it to end. Octavia was only concentrating on Vinyl, not on her surroundings, so she shrieked in surprise as her hooves hit something hard, causing her to fall upon a soft surface. Blinking, she noticed that she was in Vinyl’s bed now.

Vinyl looked over her mare, her lover, the love of her life. She was simply beautiful, sexy, and hot. The mare could already feel a warm itch between her legs, and the blushing grey mare on her bed wasn’t helping. Not that it was a problem she regretted having.

“You look absolutely beautiful. I’m so glad that you’re mine,” she whispered.

Octavia blushed even more at those sweet words. She saw the hungry look in Vinyl’s eyes, the longing, and all the love for her. It made her heart melt. She had no idea what she was doing, but crawled to the middle of the bed and positioned herself on her back, legs still kept shut.

Vinyl smiled at Octavia, before slowly walking to the side and then up the bed. “Don’t be afraid,” she whispered gently. “My promise still stands. If you want me to stop, we stop. But please let me show you how good it can be.”

The grey mare knew she could stop it, that Vinyl told the truth, so she relaxed a bit, allowing Vinyl to crawl up at her side and pepper her neck with soft kisses. Vinyl’s hoof slowly wandered over her chest to her belly, and rubbed it softly, electing a sigh from her lover.

The unicorn continued, until she gently nibbled at Octavia’s ear. ”Do you trust me?”

“Of course I do!”

Vinyl smiled and turned onto her back, her hind legs slightly spread. “Lay on me.”

Octavia hesitated and tried to not look down, but she couldn’t resist. She was greeted with Vinyl’s marehood, the unicorns arousal already clearly visible. With that sight, the grey mare could feel her nethers burn even more. Slowly, she crawled up and laid on her lover, the spot slightly under her belly pressing against Vinyl’s wet folds.

“I’ve waited so long for this,” Vinyl gently whispered, while planting more pecks on Octavia’s muzzle.

Octavia felt soft cooes echo from up her body, through her throat, and out her muzzle at Vinyl’s ministrations. In this position, with her on top, she could feel every muscle of Vinyl’s. The white unicorn was her bed, her entire body resting on the mare she loved. Every time she breathed, Octavia felt her own body rise and fall. The heat coming off the mare was like a warm oven. And the kisses, they were like little pecks of love plastered on her neck.

Vinyl’s hooves started to play across Octavia’s body. She ran them from the middle of the mares grey barrel up to the joints of her front hooves. Taking her time to massage, to rub, and to caress. This was it, the moment she had been waiting for ever since she had first developed feelings for the refined mare, and she wanted to make this perfect.

The earth pony didn’t know what she loved more, the kisses, or the touch. She was just very grateful that, at that moment, she didn’t have to choose. Never before in her life had she ever let somepony touch her like this, to take such liberties with her own body, but now that Vinyl was, she wondered why she hadn’t.

“Vinyl, that feels amazing,” she cooed.

“Tip of the iceberg,” Vinyl replied between little kisses going down Octavia’s neck. She then stuck out her tongue and placed small licks right along the mare’s neck. Vinyl then started to work her way back up, taking her time, going slower and slower with each kiss. She wanted to taste her, to know every part of Octavia as intimately as she could.

This time she didn’t stop when she reached the top of her neck. She kept moving up to the mare’s left ear. Softly blowing in it, she earned herself a few giggles from Octavia before she started to lightly, ever so lightly, nibble on the tip.

Octavia felt herself melt at the sensation of the mare’s teeth lightly caressing her eartip. It was so strange, so unusual, and so good. It was in that action that Octavia felt a heat growing in her loins. She blushed as she realized that this was turning her on.

“You can do whatever you want,” Vinyl whispered into her ear as she pulled back and smiled at Octavia.”

“Vinyl… I… um… I don’t know what to do,” Octavia admitted. She understood now, Vinyl had put her on top so she could take the lead, so she could do whatever she wanted to do without worrying about feeling uncomfortable or unsure. Another point was that, being on top, Vinyl gave her free room to decide if she wanted to stop or pull back. The unicorn did it all for her.

The downside: none of those points helped the fact that she hadn’t a clue what to do.

“Try to copy what I did to you,” Vinyl smiled. “You can also try whatever you want, I’ll tell you what feels good,” the unicorn gave her a small kiss.

Octavia looked unsure, but there was something else there that Vinyl picked up on, there was also a small amount of eagerness as well. The grey mare moved her front hooves to the sides of Vinyl’s barrel and started to press inward. She had never given a massage, but it didn’t exactly take a degree to figure out.

Her hooves found a large muscle group and started to rub. Vinyl closed her eyes and cooed slightly, enjoying the feel of the strong earth pony hooves pressing against her. Those responses caused Octavia to smile as she realized that it was her actions causing Vinyl to express such pleasure.

Octavia kept it up as she started to kiss Vinyl’s lips once more. They were little pecks designed to get the mare in the mood—well, further in the mood. Just as Vinyl had done to her, Octavia started to kiss down the side of Vinyl’s muzzle. It felt strange to her to kiss Vinyl’s coat like this, strange, but good. Vinyl moved her head with Octavia’s ministrations, allowing the mare better access as she went along.

The grey mare followed her lover’s muzzle down to her neck and copied Vinyl, serving small licks and nippings to the tender spots; even electing the smallest moan from the unicorn in the process. The sound was so new to her, but it turned her on even further.

It was that sound she liked the most. The act, it was nothing more than kissing a warm, slightly moving, blanket. While not unpleasurable in its own right, it was the sound that made it worthwhile. She loved the thought that this was causing Vinyl pleasure, and the cooes were the confirmation of it.

Feeling a little bold, and assured by Vinyl’s words from earlier, when she reached the bottom of Vinyl’s neck, she didn’t turn back and head to her muzzle. She moved her body ever so slightly so she could gain better access to the unicorn’s chest.

By doing so, the coat of her belly gently slid across Vinyl’s fold, making the unicorn moan slightly and causing Octavia to pull back, surprised and aroused by the touch she felt more than anything else that moment.

Vinyl looked into her eyes and blushed, causing Octavia to smile and continue her ministrations. Well, if the neck felt good, there is no reason to think it would not also feel good on her chest.

It felt good on her chest too.

Octavia moved back in and continued where she left off. That movement, while not intentional, had caused more of a response than everything else she had done that day combined, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to go there, not yet anyway. No… she wanted to go there, of that there was no doubt in her mind, she was just… scared. Scared of going there right now. Maybe in a bit, let me get more comfortable with this first.

Her kisses started up soon enough. Vinyl watched as the mare continued from the base of her neck and kept working down. She left a little trail of wet fur behind her. Smiling the entire time.

Vinyl lay her head back, enjoying the feelings and actions of the mare. She started to feel herself grow wet between the legs. Every action Octavia made was like throwing coal on a fire. One that was growing in intensity and strength with every passing second.

She resisted—fought against the urge to simply push Octavia’s head down between her hind hooves. Had it been Sassaflash, or even Spitfire, she would have done just that. But she wasn’t those two. This was Octavia, the mare she loved. She glued her hooves to her sides, not trusting herself, in fear she might do something dumb.

Octavia paused when, in her licks and kisses, she found a small numb near the bottom of Vinyl’s barrel. Her teats! I just… I…

“Wow, that feels amazing!” Vinyl said, her muzzle practically hanging open at the feeling of having her nipples kissed like that.

Octavia blinked as she looked up at the mare’s muzzle and then back down to the small little bud poking out from under Vinyl’s fur. The grey mare wasn’t stupid, she knew what teats were for, foals suckled on them for sustenance after they were born. But this… Does it really feel good?

She threw caution into the wind and went back down. Kissing the nipple ever so slightly. Vinyl cooed in pleasure at the action. She licked it and was rewarded with another coo, louder than before. She took it in her muzzle and started to lightly suckle on it, unsure if she was doing it right or not.

Vinyl’s eyes shot open as Octavia gently took one nipple into her mouth, starting to suckle on it. No matter how hard she tried, the unicorn couldn’t stop the moans escaping from her muzzle, making the grey mare perk her ears up at the lovely sound.

She knew she was doing it right and kept her work up. As if on autopilot, she moved her hooves to Vinyl’s flank, gently rubbing over the soft, but also toned coat, eliciting even louder sounds from the unicorn.

Vinyl was in heaven. Never before in her life had such actions felt that incredible. Of course, she had a lot of lovers and sex over the last years, but nothing could compare to this. She had found her mare, the right mare, and it simply felt wonderful. She never wanted another’s touch on her coat.

Octavia found herself enjoying it almost as much as Vinyl was, well, based on the sounds anyway. There was something soothing about what she was doing, natural, instinctual even. I guess everypony is born with the instinctual knowledge of how to do this, she thought.

Her hooves started to move inwards on their own, to lightly knead against Vinyl’s teats. The action was causing the mare's body to respond in kind. Vinyl’s teats started to grow slightly, just slightly more pronounced.

“The other one,” Vinyl managed to say.

Those words snapped Octavia out of her daydream. She had been so enraptured by the action that she had almost forgot the reality of what she was doing. She let go of the nipple, seeing it standing up straight on the mare and VERY pronounced. Her eyes moved to the other side of Vinyl’s coat, spotting the second nipple.

The second nipple went a lot better than the first. There was no uncertainty, no guesswork, nothing of the sort. Octavia already knew what to do so she simply copied her actions from the first over to the second, and was rewarded in kind.

“Oh, that feels amazing.”

Octavia smiled inwardly. She felt good too, better than good. This action, this moment, it was relaxing, natural, but the cooes and words of her love made it all that much better. She could have kept going for hours, would have too if not for a strange smell that started to permeate her nostrils. Opening her eyes she noticed a strange wet spot on her fur, and quickly figured out where the smell was coming from.

She’s… turned on, her marehood is dripping. Octavia’s eyes went wide as she found herself licking her lips. The smell was getting to her too. She wanted to taste that liquid, to know what Vinyl’s juices were like in her mouth. To use her tongue to… “Vinyl?” she asked

“Y-yes, my love?”

“Let us… um… switch for now.”

“Something wrong?” Vinyl asked, worried.

“No, nothing, I just do not wish to rush things.”

“You’re doing fine. Why would you rush anything now?”

“I do not feel… um, safe to go that far yet,” the grey mare blushed.

“It’s okay,” Vinyl smiled, despite her burning nethers. “I told you, you can just stop if you can’t continue.”

“But… but I do want to turn over and feel… you,” Octavia blushed even further, making Vinyl worry her coat would take that color permanently.

“Okay,” Vinyl said, feeling herself fighting the conflicting emotions of disappointment and excitement all at the same time. “Roll over on your side. I’ll take over.”

Octavia did as she was told, nervous about what was to come. She knew she could stop everything completely, but she also wanted to feel Vinyl more, to be hers in every definition.

Vinyl rolled over as well, but she got to her hooves and waited for Octavia to position herself to be comfortable. It was a wait she had a funny feeling could take the rest of her life if she didn’t do something. Octavia looked anything but comfortable. The mare was on her side, just as Vinyl had asked, but she wasn’t relaxed. Not in any definition of the word Vinyl knew anyway.

The unicorn positioned herself ever so. She started with a deep, sensual kiss to Octavia’s mouth as well as a rub across the left side of her head. Octavia responded in kind, moving herself to grant Vinyl better access, to allow herself to feel the mare’s touch and tongue.

When Vinyl pulled back, she smiled at Octavia. “You know, even if we stop now, this night has been one of the best nights of my life.”

“Mine too,” Octavia said with a blush, “but I didn’t say stop.”

Vinyl kissed her again, a small peck for them both to enjoy before she started to move down. The unicorn was experienced. Far, far more so than Octavia was. She put that expertise to use now, although this was still somewhat new territory for her as well. Vinyl was far more used to simply jumping to the good parts.

The unicorn peppered kisses and nippings over her mare’s muzzle, neck and chest, before taking her long, dutiful time on her belly. She had to admit that it was a spot she loved, as it was very ‘touchy’ and could relax Octavia even further.

Confirmation of that relaxation came from several different sources. The first and foremost was that Vinyl could feel the tension practically leaving the grey mare. The second was the cooes and soft moans that Octavia would release. The last was a little more subtle, and she suspected, intentional. Octavia started to physically relax, her back hooves spread ever so slightly apart, her body moved in slight movements that showed she was relaxing, that she was no longer self-conscious about what she was putting on display.

Vinyl put that information to use. She waited for the final signals that Octavia was relaxed, that the mare awaited her gentle touch. The unicorn smiled lovingly as she continued her nipping from Octavia’s belly down to right above her teats, then between them, eliciting a and soft moan from her lover.

The grey mare was in her own world of bliss. She had never expected that it could feel so good, yet, Vinyl’s touch under her belly made her sure that it was more than that. It felt wonderful and she didn’t want her to stop.

With more kisses and nippings, Vinyl made sure that her mare wouldn’t be afraid. Not that she wouldn’t stop if asked, but she simply wanted to show her how good she could make her feel. Quickly looking up, she shared a lovingly gaze with Octavia, before taking care of her left nipple, gently caressing it with her tongue.

Octavia’s muzzle hung open and a load moan escaped her mouth. Her nethers burned upon the sensation of this gently tongue on her teat. “Oh, Celestia, Vinyl, that feels amazing,” she breathed out.

Vinyl loved those sounds, she loved that those sounds were because of her and her only. Smiling, she opened her muzzle and took the teat into her mouth, softly suckling on it and electing even more moans from Octavia.

Oh my Celestia this feels amazing, I cannot even describe it, Octavia thought as her mind was nearly shut off. The only thing she cared for was her beautiful, white unicorn with her muzzle buried under her stomach. She found herself intrigued by the thought what would happen if her mare would just inch a bit more down.

Then Vinyl started to knead Octavia’s teats just as she had done to her. Octavia’s thought vanished in a flood of pleasure. She felt her muzzle fall open and her tongue fall out, very un-Octavia like, but, at that moment, she didn’t care. All that mattered were the feelings, the pleasure, and the soft cooes of enjoyment that were coming from Vinyl as she suckled on the dry well.

Vinyl took a small risk, a small slight risk that would either put an end to this, or drive it up to eleven. As she lay on the bed, perpendicular to the earth pony, suckling on the mare’s left teat, her left hoof started to slowly, ever so slowly, moved down Octavia’s body. Its destination: the engorged folds of Octavia’s slit.

Octavia felt it like a bolt of lightning striking her nethers in all the right ways. Vinyl had done it slowly, carefully. So purposeful had been her actions that when the grey mare felt the unicorn’s hoof run down her marehood, it simply felt right that it should be like that. Almost like anything else would have been an impossibility.

But the sensation of another touching her… there; it was unlike anything else Octavia had ever experienced in her life. She felt something growing, something building up deep in her nethers, a foreign, new feeling. But it was good.

Vinyl smiled as Octavia’s moans grew louder and louder, her hoof moving so gently over the grey mare’s wet folds. She knew she did it right, and the sounds her mare made were the best gift ever. More so, as she felt Octavia tense up and knew what was about to come.

“Oh Celestia, Vinyl, that, oh my…” Octavia shouted out her pleasure.

The only thing Vinyl could do was grin as she felt her lover cum right in her hooves, the wetness on her hoof increasing quickly. Feeling bold, she moved her hoof to her muzzle and licked the liquid of it. It was the sweetest nectar she had ever tasted, and she knew she was already addicted to it.

Octavia slumped down, exhausted, and breathing heavily, her mind still trying to process everything that had happened.

“You taste delicious,” Vinyl moaned as she gave her a lovingly gaze, making Octavia blush slightly.

The unicorn laid down opposite of Octavia. Her previous experience with other mares and Octavia led her to believe that Octavia would take her turn, return the favor, so to speak. However, as she laid down, looking at Octavia, all she could see was the mare she loved, tired and satisfied. She knew that it was enough for the first night, and who was she to force her mare?

Octavia looked to Vinyl, she was unable to move her limbs, it was as if her body was numb, but she wanted to give Vinyl everything back she had received. However, as she groaned and tried to turn, Vinyl put a hoof onto her chest and smiled.

“Tavi, you don’t have to force yourself. This was only the first night of hopefully many to come. If you want to rest, then rest, and we can continue this another night,” she sweetly whispered into Octavia’s ear.

At those words, Octavia did manage to move, she moved her head and buried it into Vinyl’s chest. “First of many good nights?”

“First of the rest of our lives,” Vinyl said back with a smile as she soothingly stroked the grey mare’s back.

“I can’t believe I have you, I don’t deserve you” Octavia chuckled weakly. “I love you so much.”

“Heh, now you know how I feel every day, being at the side of you, a beautiful and refined mare. I love you too, Tavi,” Vinyl smiled.

The two mares held each other as they drifted off into blissful slumber.