Once we entered her dorm room, Octavia explained about her experience playing cello as a soloist and her dream of being the first mare to master it. Her ambition set herself from the social life, and it probably wasn't just because of the classical music. In fact, her class and dignity made her far more of a superior in her field than most others. However, anyone that is most powerful can have a weak spot, and that is showing her talent to anyone tolerable.

"Mind showing me that piece you were working on last class?" I asked in curiosity as I sat on her bed.

Octavia hadn't had a request since no one outside of music class was interested in her craft. However, she was most likely pleased to do it. She then gathered her cello and bow and sat next to me. Her deep breathing has gotten my full attention, thinking that she has something unusual in her arsenal. Turns out that it wasn't anything like that at all, but it showed that she was a bit nervous.

"Mind you, I haven't had some work on it during class, so it's all jumbled tones and whatnot..." She grabbed her bow and cello and started playing several notes she could remember. Her hands pressed firmly on the strings of the neck and her bow grinded, letting out beautiful and fit tones ever to be heard. Breathing deeply and slowly, her eyes were closed as she played. As she stopped, she set her bow down and opened her eyes, turning to me.

"No tension." I looked into her eyes. "You've made up that piece yourself, and practiced it?"

Octavia nodded, but didn't show any sign that she was proud of herself. She wanted more detail on it. Her face showed a little blush as she waited on another word from me. "Anything else at all?"

"Why?" I shrugged. "I only said you had no tension. If it's anything else you're wondering, all I can say is that you've played beautifully, and not an ounce of distraction has thrown you out of focus. You should at least help me out with that."

Octavia took that into consideration with half-lidded eyes. "Well... I suppose. What would you do in return for my services?"

Just as she was about to make her move, my cellphone rang, which interrupted a flaming moment. Octavia looked at me and asked who would be calling at this hour.

"I would ask myself the same thing..." I replied before seeing who rang. It was Vinyl Scratch. "I'm sorry. I gotta check this. Excuse me."

Octavia nodded as soon as I exited the room. She looked away in secret, feeling a little upset. "Maybe I shouldn't have came on to him. Then again, It was my only option, otherwise these other mares would've had him..."

Then, she had another thought - about what she saw between me and a student from class. She had that image out of her mind recently, but for some reason, it came back to haunt her out of nowhere. She looked through the crack of the door and gave herself a little rub from her cheeks then down from her neck to her upper body.

Hopefully, he doesn't do anything rash with what I'm doing right about now... what am I thinking?... its his fault for screwing with that mare a few classes ago... Oh, the hell with it... Octavia's mind has to try to snap her back to reality, but the unfounded lust in her body was too strong to swipe out.

***

Once I slightly closed the door without a sound, I received a text from Vinyl. I didn't realize the door was squeak-free, but... I had thought about Paddle City doing real work on the dorm doors and other jobs, so I would consider owing her a special thank-you gift for that.

"Ok. What's up?" I texted to Vinyl quickly.

"u got to see this!... Following the text was an image of silhouettes posing in animal ears.

"Another gig?" I typed.

"Yeah. Thought u could check it out. It's for an event starring the cosplayer club. Anyway, How's Tavi doin?...."

"She's okay. She practiced perfectly until now. She wanted some criticism from me and-" I suddenly heard a light breathing noise coming from the other side of the door before continuing. "And then there was pressure breathing?

Whoa! Hold up. Lemme see this for myself...

I turned my phone's speaker to the direction of the light moaning sound, which was in fact Octavia lightly fondling her own chest, trying to wake her nipples up, although she was fully clothed. I was lightly shocked that something as superior-like as her would be in heat. It was t long before she slowly stroked her body down to her clothed crotch, giving it a soft rub. Her moans were silent, yet she felt as if she was waiting to let out her desires to anyone she'd trust. I turned my phone into the camera app, fixed the direction to where she was looking another way, and turned off the flash portion. Then, I took a picture of her rubbing herself with her fingers under her clothes and sent it to Vinyl.

"Well, that was unexpected..." Vinyl texted.

"Ditto." I replied before typing the same word. "What's getting her off?"

Well... I did have a little secret crush on her before you..."

I raised an eyebrow. "Oh. You two fuck a little?"

"Maybe..." Just as I saw Vinyl's winky face emoji, she ended the conversation with a "Cya". I put my phone on my pocket and slowly entered back inside. At the same time, Octavia reacted, quickly pulled her hands away from her own privates, and got back to working on her cello lesson. Her face showed a little bit of pink, but I didn't pay any attention to it as I got in.

"Sorry I took so long. That Vinyl was such a-"

"Vinyl? Did you just say Vinyl?" Octavia interrupted me after hearing that name. I nodded and asked why, and she turned her head down in light embarrassment. She figured that I've caught her in the act, but I wouldn't bother mentioning it to her for the sake of her sanity.

"Well..." she took a deep breath and started to explain in her mostly concerned emotion. She explained that friends weren't even part of her leisure time since she did nothing but perfecting her musical skills. There were some mares that asked her to teach them, but that was all she had - pupils. Since then, she lived with that and decided to train herself so that she would have the chance to teach other students her techniques. However, there weren't any available. I felt various sorts of sympathy for her being alone in her principles, and finding a friend for any lonely mare besides me would be difficult.

"Too many horny mares, and not enough normal ones..." I sighed.

***

"Vinyl isn't that bad. I mean, you guys get along okay." I said as we started walking back to music class.

"How would you know?" Octavia hasn't had a thought about being friends with Vinyl. Despite the possibilities, she wouldn't want anybody outside her league to consider being friends with.

"Well, a collaboration of Electronica and Classical is an unsung and unique blend of two genres. So-" I paused as our way was blocked by one of the unicorn classmates, who then approached to us.

"Sorry to interrupt, but Mrs. Harpsichord wants Mr. Kitsune to come to class...alone."

Octavia had no idea about that statement, but having heard it, she would have to stay in her dorm room and practice some more (or possibly release her desires, I might figure.) As for me, I had to come quietly to the classmate and walk with her to the class. If I had to guess, I might come across another superior mare to seduce...

"Your assignment is to show all of us...A leitmotif!... Impressive. Your technique is top notch... Time to raise the bars!..."