----------- Request Chapter: Dream Dancer (OC) -----------

The following takes place a few short weeks after Maggie's opens and begins attracting customers.

Lily lifted her head as the front door swung open, a warm summer breeze ruffling the edge of her dress as she smiled at the visitor. She fought to keep her lips curled upwards, however, as the man was clearly not her average fare.

"Good Evening." She greeted the man, smiling as she walked forward to welcome him. He was a striking figure, tall and lean, his wild hair dyed in odd strips of red that made a garish, striking contrast against the rest of his black hair. She stopped a respectable distance away, waiting for the man to reply. He just fixed her with brilliant, smoldering eyes that seemed to be scrutinizing every detail of her appearance, but they never shifted from her own. Blinking once, she crossed her hands in front of her gently, waiting for a response. None came.

"Can I help you?" She asked, adding inflection at the end to lead the man on into conversation. Yet another awkward pause as the man didn't answer. When she opened her mouth to speak once more, he cut her off.

"Indeed you can. Are you Lily, the changeling I've heard so much of?" He asked. His tone was surprisingly light for such a striking figure. She allowed her gaze to travel down his form slowly, taking in the strange manner of clothes. He wore a leather vest over a loose, almost rustic-looking shirt. Yet another striking contrast. She had to stop using that word in her head... The clash of edgy and classical one she pondered on. Travelling yet lower, his long, slender legs were clothed in simple slacks, leading down to muddy boots. She bit her lip and nodded, forcing herself to interact with this strange man.

"Indeed I am. What brings you to Maggie's, Mr..."

"Dancer. Dream Dancer. Most call me Daniel, however... I'm not terribly fond of my given name." The name shot through her, quickly reminding her of one of her alternate forms, the strong and agile Dancer, who had seduced Rainbow Dash. The memory brought a flush to her cheek as she nodded gently.

"Daniel. May I call you Dan?"

"No you may not." He cut her off, frowning slighlty. She raised her hands defensively.

"I understand. Daniel, please, come in. make yourself comfortable." Daniel was just about to advance when he remembered the sorry state of his boots. He took a moment to pull them off and leave them by the entrance, his vest sliding down his arms to be hung on a peg as well. Barefoot and looking much more sensible, save the ridiculous hair, Daniel advanced into the lounge. To keep guests relaxed, Lily always had a fire burning, and she added another log as he took a seat rather comfortably.

"Quite frankly, Ms. Lily, I've been rather stressed of late." His manner of speech was both odd and gentlemanly at the same time. Probably because the wild hairdo with the classical clothing. She was both intrigued and slightly frightened around this man. She reminded herself to be professional, to treat this man as she would any other.

"I understand. As you can guess, we're rather talented at relieving stress." Lily sat opposite him, crossing her legs demurely. She wore an elegant backless dress that fit her frame well, hung to her knees, but still left little to the imagination. She was, after all, in the business of sex.

"Quite." Daniel said, very intentionally scanning her body up and down. "Truth be told, I'm at a loss of a dance partner. Would you be interested in fulfilling this role for me tonight?" He asked, his gaze never leaving her body. Those eyes were so piercing... She felt both exposed and scrutinized at such an intelligent and calulating gaze. Nevertheless, she couldn't spare herself the joke. Curling the corner of her mouth, she spoke softly.

"Horizontal dancing, I hope?" She teased. Rather than a soft-hearted chuckle, all she recieved was a cold, calculating stare. Her smile quickly faded as he let silence reign for a few moments.

"Perhaps." He finally said, raising his arms to lay across the back of the couch. "I was hoping to start with a simple waltz. Perhaps progress into a more complex ballroom style should you prove worthy. Then, maybe, if I feel like it, we can do the... Ahem... Horizontal dance." So that was it. Dream Dancer literally wanted to do just that... Dance.

"But of course, Daniel." She said obligingly. "I would be happy to share a dance with you. Though our lounge isn't the most suitable area. Perhaps we could re-locate?" With a curt nod from her potential customer, the two of them rose and made their way deeper into the rather expansive business. Space was one thing Lily needed most of. She had made sure her business had enough room for... Expansion. A few short hallways later, and they stepped into a large bedroom with an open floor. Much of that floor was occupied by a moderately-sized bed, but the main feature of the room was a wall stuffed with records, CD's, tapes, and the like. All manner of playback devices from a CD reader to a gramophone sat off to the side, ready to be used. Lily reserved this room for music enthusiasts.

"May I?" He asked, advancing to a stacked collection of records.

"By all means." Lily waved a hand, smiling as he started flipping through the sleeves one by one. She waited patiently, remaining silent until he finally pulled a single record free, scrutinizing the cover before nodding to himself.

"This will do. Please, play this record." Lily took it from him, noting some obscure classical composer. She placed it on the record machine and set the speed and needle, smiling as strains of slow, beautiful music began to play. She wasn't very picky when it came to music... She could listen to almost anything. If it had a catchy beat and words she could sing along to, Lily would enjoy listening. When in the proper mood, Classical fit the bill well enough sometimes. Still, she had never been one to persue music actively. She certainly demonstrated no skill with any instruments. She turned to her partner, who had his eyes closed and was swaying one hand in time with the music.

"Aah, yes... This will do nicely. I presume you know how to Waltz, Lily?" He asked, his eyes still closed. Lily nodded, realized he couldn't see, and after clearing her throat, spoke.

"Yes... I dare say I have a natural talent for dancing, though not very much experience. Admittedly. I should ask before we begin, is there any particular form you prefer?" She asked, ready to shift in a moment's notice.

"Aah. I had nearly forgotten. Here." He slid a hand into his pants pocket and withdrew a slightly crumpled picture. The woman in the picture was a vision of simplistic beauty, a woman Lily had never seen. She shifted as best she could, trying to match the photo. "Shorter. No, not that short. There you go. Her hair is longer." Daniel corrected her as she changed, finally fitting the appearance correctly. "There it is." He said gently, offering his hand. "Milady, may I have this dance?" The first song from the record ended, and just as she took his hand, the second began. Only a slightly faster tempo, she fell into his lead easily.

"I see you were not merely boasting. You do have a natural talent for dancing." He said, spinning Lily into an uncomplicated step. She followed well, hardly missing a beat when it came to keeping pace. He held her at a respectable distance, not terribly close, but not so far they couldn't dance well. She figured this was traditional, and didn't question it in the slightest.

"I try and make it a point to tell the truth." She said softly, remembering her discussion with Princess Celestia before having to face Chrysalis not so long ago... The memory was still fresh, from her defiant statement to the flight over the Everfree Forest and her injury. Still, the past was the past and had no bearing on the present, which was slowly getting more tricky. True to his name, Daniel was a skilled dancer, and he twirled her about masterfully. She struggled to keep up, doing so with more than one tramped-on foot or a stumble. Thankfully, the song ended, leading into another slow, sorrowful piece. Daniel didn't miss a beat, just kept dancing, slowing the pace considerably.

"Very admirable, Lily. You dance very well. I'm sure with some practice and a few lessons, you would be a masterful dancer." He said, and it was then she realized how close he had pulled her. His hand rested low on her hip, their fingers curled rather than cupped together.

"Why, thank you." She said softly, unsure exactly how to handle herself around a gentleman of such bearing. Wild hairdo notwithstanding. Deciding to try and make smalltalk, Lily moved the conversation in a slightly different direction. "If you don't mind my asking, who is the woman in the photo? She was awfully beautiful..."

"I'm afraid that's a little... Too personal..." He countered, though she noticed he did pull her a little closer. "I think it suffice to say she's gone now." Lily bit her lip, the lip of the woman he obviously had feelings for. Wether this was a guilty indulgence on a memory that ought not to have been visited or a touching rememberance of one long since past, Lily was unsure... Though it wasn't her place to question or judge either way.

"I'm sorry for your loss." She said softly. Daniel stopped dancing and looked down at her, and she saw a certain kind of sadness in his eyes.

"You look so much like her... It's slightly eerie, really... Like I'm dancing with her again. Please, may I call you by her name?" Normally Lily would have retorted with some sassy and sexy remark, something to the effect of 'You can call me whatever you like' but she bit her tongue and nodded instead, going a safer route.

"Of course, Daniel." He sighed and pulled her close, his head dipping down to whisper in her ear gently.

"Thank you, Marie." The sound sent shivers up her spine, and she felt her hands tighten against his body slightly. She looked up at him with a soft smile, and he returned with a gentle, passionate kiss. The music swelled just as he swpet her into a far more intimate step pattern, their lips still pressed together. having warmed up, Lily stepped with him gracefully, the two of them swinging a slow circle around the open area of the room. They broke apart for a staccato breath here and there, but their lips never remained apart for long.

It didn't take much longer, either, until Daniel's desires got the better of him. She felt his arousal through the fabric of the slacks he wore, and she noticed they were stepping marginally closer to the bed. The current song ended, and he ever so gently guided Lily onto her back.

"Marie, I've missed you so much." He whispered, stretching out on top of her. His slight weight was both easy to handle and reassuring, warm and delicate, just like his careful touches on her hips. She went with what felt right in the moment, whispering a response to him.

"And I you, Daniel... Please, let's enjoy our night together." She whispered softly. Daniel responded with another kiss, slightly more insistent, and definitely more passoinate. It was obvious to her he wanted this, and wanted it badly. Whomever she was, she must have been very dear to him. His arms slid under Lily's back, slowly drawing the zipper of her dress down to it's end. All the while, his lips never left hers, always kissing gently. Just as his hands started to pull the dress free of her shoulders, Lily felt his tongue press to her lips, asking for entrance. Never one to deny, she opened her mouth willingly, meeting his tongue like two dancers converging on the floor...

Daniel was very skilled. He didn't have to pull away to have her dress almost all the way off, the fabric free from her chest and arms already. She wrapped her arms around his neck, one hand sliding up into his hair. The strands were not gelled in place, as she would have suspected of such a wild hairdo, but rather tingled with the traces of magic. So he was a Magi... That might explain his demeanor... She gripped his head ever so gently, letting him know how much she was enjoying his skilled touch.

And she was enjoying it... The heat from her crotch must have been felt by him, as his touches became slightly more insistent. Smoothly, he lifted his hips, his hands pushing her bunched-up dress down and off. She squirmed her thighs, using a slight spreading motion to push the fabric down the rest of the way. Smoothly, the sheer fabric fell to the floor, and the two of them took a few moments to re-adjust on top of the bed. During this time, Daniel stripped his shirt off, and Lily noted what appeared to be a burn scar on his left shoulder. She stopped the passionate advance with a gentle touch to that area. It was obviously as sensitive memory, as the melancholy expression in his eyes indicated. Gently, he cupped her hand, raising it form the burn mark to his cheek. She cupped it gently, pulling him into another deep kiss.

Then things really got interesting. After that kiss, Daniel slowly sunk downwards, his mouth trailing light kisses over her neck and collarbone. He followed an unseen trail up the slope of her breast, gently pulling her nipple into his mouth. She felt the warmth of his tongue caress her areola before flicking the nipple proper. His skillful execution made her nipple hard almost immediately, and gooseflesh covered her entire body. She still held onto his hair loosely, not guiding him, just gripping the strands to let him know how much she was enjoying this. One of his hands slid down her stomach, under the hem of her panties, caressing the soft hair on her pubis.

"Aah..." She moaned softly, her hand closing around the sheets. His own hand slid farther, gently opening her petals with an expert touch. His free hand pulled her panties down, and she was reluctant to close her legs, even for a moment. His touch was getting her rather hot, she had to admit... Panting heavily, she felt the last bit of her clothes leave her body, allowing her to spread her legs a little wider, giving him better access. He took advantage of this almost immediately, one finger seeking her clitoris to rub in slow, even circles. Not the most talented touch, but certainly adequate. She quivered in anticipation, more than ready for what was to come.

"Daniel." She groaned gently. "Please, take me... Make me your own." Apparently that was exactly what he needed to hear. Smoothly, he sat up, unbuttoning his slacks and stripping them off. She was loathe to be without his touch, even if it meant something greater was to come. She opened her legs for him, smiling softly as he settled between them, his eager manhood throbbing visibly. With one hand, he adjusted the head against her, rubbing it against her wet lips, up and down smoothly. The feeling was one she enjoyed immensely, the touch one to get her hot and ready in an instant. When he had found what he sought, Lily felt the pressure build as he slowly pushed forward...

"Hmm!" She moaned, feeling her entrance unlock, spreading open for him to slide in. Smoothly, she felt it glide over the wet flesh, his head much wider than the shaft. Hard pat done, he slid in much easier, settling into Lily's sex with ease. "Haaaahh..." She groaned, letting her breath exhale. Their legs tangled wonderfully, her other hand sliding over his side, drawing their bodies together.

"I've missed this." Daniel whispered softly, flexing within her. She nodded against his neck, kissing the warm flesh gently.

"As have I, my love. Please... Take me. I'm yours." Daniel slid halfway out then back in smoothly, his hips moving instead of his entire body. He stayed close as possible, and it seemed as if he was soaking up her presence. Quivering, he made love to Lily, reaching his climax almost soundlessly. Rapid, thin breaths were the only indication Lily recieved he had felt much of anything. Pouring his hot seed into her body, Daniel shivered before smoothly rolling off, laying next to her side. He buried his face against her neck, inhaling the scent of her hair.

"You even smell like her... Incredible." He muttered softly. Lily felt his chest shake with a few soft sobs, and rather than shy away fearfully, she embraced him smoothly, letting him break down. He cried quietly, and Lily held him until his breathing evened out, his chest rising and falling slowly. With a gentle sigh, she, too slipped away...

She dreamt of dancing.

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The morning sun woke her gently, and an exploratory hand revealed there was no one in the bed with her. Yawning and stretching her arms over her head, Lily stood and dressed as best she could, visiting her personal room nearby to change into a robe. This early in the morning, Maggie's hadn't attracted anyone. The few other girls she had hired to work with them were still asleep, and the only sound was her bare feet swishing over carpets and warm wood floors in euqal measure. The only other person awake was Maggie herself, who joined Lily at the breakfast table as she munched on toast and read the Canterlot Times.

"So... Last night, eh?" Maggie asked, her tone indicating something more than Lily was aware of.. Lily had since shifted back to her original form. She tried to remain in it as much as possible, trying to change only when customers requested it.

"Indeed. His name was Dream Dancer, though he preferred to be called Daniel. Don't ask why, he didn't say. Was an average night... Though a few strange things happened. Nothing to worry about. I would welcome him back, should he return." She said, flipping a page disinterestedly. Maggie chuckled and swiped the other slice of toast.

"I should think so. Take a look at this." The first crunching bite punctuated the simple maneuver. Lily glanced down at the slip of paper that was slid across the table towards her. No, she had to have been reading that wrong... Couldn't be? Was it?

"Is that..."

"You guessed it." Maggie leaned back in her chair, crossing a leg smoothly. "Your client Mr. Dancer last night paid a grand total of five thousand dollars for a single night. More than double our going rate. Lily, whatever you did, I've the feeling you've gained a permanent client." She said, slapping a hand down on the table as she stood. "Keep up the good work, girl. Tell me this, though... What exactly DID you do with him last night?" In response, Lily just smiled up at her old friend, manager, and business partner.

"We danced."

------------------- Notes from the Author -------------------

I wasn't given a whole lot to go with on this request. A name, a picture, and the line "Keep in mind, my OC is a bit... Stubborn." No mannerisms, behavior quirks, back story, nothing. So I had to take some creative license throughout the story. Calling him "Dancer" or "Dream" Didn't seem to flow very well, so I had to change his name to something at least a little more utilitarian. Sorry, Fire Bolt. My heart wasn't one hundred percent in this one. I apologize if it isn't up to par with what you were expecting, but I feel I did a decent job with what I had to work with. Nevermind that I had to change his name and even give him a seemingly complex and meaningful backstory. I still somewhat enjoyed writing this story, though the most interesting part was coming up with Dream Dancer's borrowed backstory. I think it added depth to an already-difficult-to-write chapter, and made things a little easier on me. Definitely not my longest, this is what I think the minimum length would be for my request chapters.

As with many things, I have to take some creative license when writing the story. Getting a character to fit into my world takes some changing. Some for the better, some for the worse. Please, if you make a request in the future, keep this in mind. Especially for OC's. It's a fine line I walk between enjoying taking someone else's work and modifying or changing it to fit with my own, and what I fear to say is theft of intellectual property. While I enjoy catering to someone else's requests (Quite a lot, mind you) I fear for what the rest of my fans/the world will think about a work involving two OC's and no main characters from the show itself.

Writing stories with OC's is difficult... Especially since Lily herself is an OC. I feel it takes away from the originality of the story, makes things more difficult for the reader to identify with. It's hard enough to place one OC in Equestria alongside an already robust and varied cast, let alone create a story that involves two OC's and none of the original cast. My more dedicated readers and fans of Fire Bolt's may enjoy this, but I don't think the general public will be incredibly interested in it.

Still, I thank Fire Bolt for the second request. Check my blog for updates and news, and I'd like to see some questions to go in my Q&A section before long.

Thanks to everyone for you caring and support ^.^