-Love Symphony
Octavia was inches away from Vinyl's muzzle. Her heart was picking up speed, and she softly gulped. This was her chance. Vinyl would never know. She just couldn't hold back these strange feelings anymore. She was positive that this was the pony from her past. She knew that this was that pony. And she wasn't going to let her escape her again.
After that little filly disappeared Octavia could never get the thoughts of her out of her head. She replayed every single word, every single movement, every single sound. But over time the image of the filly herself started to disappear as well. Her memories could vaguely remember what the unicorn looked like. She could only remeber her actions.
But now as she sat muzzle to muzzle with Vinyl, her memories started to clear up. They could now be seen. She remembered everything.
Octavia felt her skin tingle. Her tail flicked slightly, as she could feel Vinyl softly breathing on her. Octavia somewhat opened her mouth. She could feel her tounge was throbbing. She was yearing to feel Vinyl against her. She desired to feel her lips against her own. She leaned in all the way this time, nothing would stop her.
Vinyl opened her mouth. Octavia could see it was the opportune time. She licked the tips of her lips, and went in for Vinyl's mouth.
Vinly slightly moaned, and stirred. Octavia backed away quickly. Had she awakened her?
Vinyl squeezed her eyes, and then released them from her tight grip. Her eyes fluttered as she saw Octavia leaning over her. What was she doing?
Octavia put her hoof on Vinyl's soft face. She moved it up her cheek until she felt the rim of Vinyl's shades. Octavia grabbed them, and slowly pulled them off Vinyl's face. This time, Vinyl didn't fight it. She let Octavia take them away from her. She layed there under Octavia with slight confusion.
Octavia pulled them completly off. Vinyl squinted her eyes at the sudden bright glare of the light she wasn't used to seeing. She fully opened them when she got adjusted to the lighting.
Octavia stared in awe. Vinyl's eyes were huge. They were twice as large as Octavia's. Vinyl had eyelashes like nopony Octavia had ever seen before. They were so full, and long, and delicate. Her pupils were large, and they shined in the light. But the most wonderous aspect of them were the shade. Vinyl had magnificent red colored eyes. It gave her a slight devilish look, but that was overpowered by the rest of her. Octavia dropped Vinyl's shades on the floor.
Vinyl didn't know what to think. What was Octavia doing to her? Why had she taken her shades away? Why was she sitting on top of her? What was she doing?
"Octavia?" Vinyl said meekly.
Octavia didn't hear her. Octavia lifted her hoof to her own mouth, and gently touched her lips. Vinyl looked at her peculiarly. Vinyl lifted her own hoof. She timidly lifted it towards Octavia. Why was she doing this? What was she doing now?
Vinyl gently touched Octavia's muzzle. It was warm, and soft. Octavia slowly closed her eyes as Vinyl caressed her lips. Octavia wrapped her hooves around Vinyl's, and she smoothly lifted it from her muzzle. She rubbed them against her cheek, and then she gently pulled them down to Vinyl's side.
Octavia released one hoof from Vinyl, and slid it across Vinyl's body. She slowly pulled it up towards Vinyl's face. Octavia rested her hoof under Vinyl's jawbone. With her other hoof, she tenderly swept Vinyl's blue mane out of her gorgeous eyes.
The sun started to set. The colors filled the room. Vinyl moved her eyes towards the window. It was getting dark. Vinyl had to get to work!
Octavia leaned forward, her chest rubbing against Vinyl's skin. This made Vinyl softly wince, and Octavia slightly smiled. It was the right time, Octavia was going for it.
She nuzzled Vinyl's soft muzzle, and swiftly moved her mouth towards Vinyl's vulnerable lips. She could feel Vinyl breathing down her neck, she was almost there.
Octavia was one breath away from Vinyl's muzzle, but suddenly Vinyl started to resist. She squirmed under Octavia's warm belly, and tried to escape her grasp.
'Oh no! What have I done!?' Octavia started to silently panic. She lifted herself off of Vinyl, and released her.
"Oh, Im...very sorry Octavia....but it's getting late, and I really need to get to work! I can't be late again..." Vinyl sheepishly said. Her cheeks were obviously flustered, and they were as red as her eyes. Vinyl tried to make a convincing smile, but her muscles were too weak, or relaxed, to create to gesture. Octavia stared deep into Vinyl's eyes, and she slowly lifted herself off of her bed. She leaned over, and retrieved Vinyl's shades from the ground.
Octavia took a moment to look at her purple reflection. She saw nothing but shame. She slightly brushed them off, and then slowly handed them to Vinyl.
As if she were hiding from Octavia's gaze, Vinyl quickly placed her shades over her eyes. A tiny smile was forced upon her muzzle. She wasn't sure what to think. What to say. What to do.
Octavia lowered her eyelids, as she kept her eyes on Vinyl. She wouldn't let her leave her sight.
"I really should be going to work now....um.." Vinyl cleared her throat.
Her heart was pounding. Her chest was starting to become sore. Her body was heated up, and her legs trembled as she stepped off the bed. Her body was starting to sweat as she looked at Octavia. Why was this? What was happening to her? Who exactly is this pony anyways?
Octavia stood there with no response. No facial expression. Just stood there.
"...um...Octavia, would you like to go to the club with me...perhaps? If you have nothing to do that is..." Vinyl felt a not in her throat. She swallowed hard, and her heart picked up speed.
Octavia's glare was not helping much. Vinyl couldn't tell what the pony was thinking. She couldn't help but wonder what was going through her mind. She couldn't help but wonder why she had been on top of her. She couldn't help but wonder why she herself...enjoyed it.
Octavia slightly pursed her lips, and then proceeded in her answer.
"I do think that would be quite interesting to experience."
Vinyl's mouth was slightly open. What had Octavia just said? Vinyl was unsure, she had barley understood. She was too lost in her deep purple eyes. They reminded her of something, but she couldn't quite put her hoof on it.
"What...what was that?" Vinyl asked. Her ear twitched, and she shifted her weight to her other side.
"I will join you." Octavia answered. She slightly grinned. It seemed more mischievous than anything, but Vinyl ignored that. She couldn't help but let a smile form across her muzzle as well. For some reason she was really excited to hear this. It made her blood pump at extreme speed, and she was hurried to get out the door.
There they were. Vinyl had been ten minutes late, but nopony seemed to notice her absence between that time. At her arrival, everypony started to rile up. She could hear their chants, her name was repeatedly called. This pleased Vinyl's ears. Everypony knew who she was. Everypony knew her name. Everypony loved her.
Octavia's eyes widened at the responses that Vinyl received by all the ponies in the club. She followed Vinyl over to her stereo system, and DJ mixer. Glares, and nasty glances were shot her way by all the mares in the crowd. Octavia could hear repulsive words being thrown around from all the hardly whispering that was being done. Octavia had a feeling that she was being talked about, and not in a very good way either. But she was of course to above that to be touched by their meager foolery. Octavia walked behind Vinyl with her head cocked, and her eyes focused.
Vinyl started to play her loud, yet rhythmically catchy music. She bobbed her head up and down, and her mane swayed from side to side as she did so. Octavia stared as Vinyl became lost in her music.
'So beautiful...'
Octavia's heart started to beat to Vinyl's creation. A symphony of pleasure started to flow through Octavia's body. Her insides were heating up, and her stomach started to churn. Her own music started to play in her head along with Vinyl. That very song she had played so long ago. That very tune that she practiced days on end to play for Vinyl whenever she would return. That very melody that mad Vinyl pass out. She could hear it clearly now, and Vinyl's music intertwined with it.
Octavia could feel the yearning to play. She wanted to play her cello alongside Vinyl. She wanted to create music with her. She wanted to make something beautiful with her.
Vinyl slightly turned her head towards Octavia to see how she was doing. Her eyes automatically met with Octavia's. What was it about her eyes that was so familiar? Did they remind her of somepony else? Maybe from long ago? Vinyl still couldn't place what it was exactly. But whatever it may be, Vinyl knew it had to be important. She could feel it.
Octavia focused her stare over to the left of Vinyl. She was watching the records spin at full speed. She could hear the sound that was coming from them. She lifted her head, and slowly closed her eyes.
Octavia lifted her hooves in the position as if she were holding up her cello and bow. She started to stroke her imaginary strings, and she swayed smoothly along with her imaginary music. She slightly opened one eye, and her pupil stared at Vinyl who was intensely glaring back at her. She had a dumbfounded look upon her white face.
Octavia continued to play her invisible instrument. Everypony else in the club were throwing dirty glances at her. But Vinyl continued to stare at her with amazement. What was this gray pony doing? Was she pretending to play along? Vinyl could tell by Octavia's movements that she was playing her cello. But why?
Octavia completed her silent balled, and she released her playing position. She opened her eyes, and walked over to Vinyl, completely next to her, and then she opened her mouth and spoke.
"Do you still want to be like me?" Octavia glared straight into Vinyl's soul. She didn't move a single muscle. It didn't even seem as if she were breathing. She was completely still. Her deep purple eyes melted into Vinyl.
Vinyl couldn't respond. Her mind was spinning, and memories were being tossed around in her head. She could't seem to think straight. But finally it hit her. She finally realized. She hit a loop button on her mixer, and took her hooves away from it. She stood straight in front of Octavia. Their eyes piercing through each other.
"Of course, I already am."