Skype Symphony
Octavia sat across the dinner table, watching her father dab at his chin with a napkin. "I was just thinking that perhaps you should make new friends," he said, sighing as he looked at his daughter. "I do not see why you couldn't get along with Blueblood."
"Yes, he's a fine young boy," Octavia's mother chimed in. Their faces were hidden by the centerpieces on the table. Octavia was glad that they couldn't see her and averted her eyes in annoyance. "He was rather pleased when he heard that you were going to perform with the orchestra. We're very proud of you."
Octavia forced a smile so that her tone could sound perky. "Thanks." Her violet eyes were filled with exhaustion. She had managed to make some friends at Canterlot High. Her friend Lyra had even helped sneak a letter to Vinyl. In it she explained that she was caught yelling something and was put on restriction. Luckily her parents weren't ones for confrontations. They would never admit that their daughter was masturbating. Maybe they didn't even admit it to themselves.
The charcoal-haired cellist picked at the broccoli on her plate and thought of the spunky DJ. It was rumored that Vinyl might be allowed to play at her new school for the dance but Octavia doubted parents would allow their poor children's ears to be corrupted. All options seemed hopeless. Her eyebrows scrunched as she tried to strategize.
"What did you think of him?" Octavia's father asked, interrupting her thoughts.
"Oh...I thought that he was rather interesting." This was Octavia's way of saying that he was a cocky, egotistical asshole in front of her parents. Her eyes shifted as she continued to poke at her food and think of a way to see Vinyl. After the times she'd had with the DJ, she didn't think she could be with a guy anyway. Not romantically. Vinyl's soft, creamy skin was so alluring. Her smooth blue hair and her dazzling eyes could make anyone melt.
"Interesting is all? That one is of noble blood! If you're lucky, he'll ask you out again." Octavia's father gave a hearty chuckle.
"May I be excused? It's getting rather late and I have a piece that I'm working on. I was hoping that Principal Cadence would allow me to play it for the school dance." It was a clever excuse. She kept her fingers crossed that it'd work.
"All right, but don't stay up too late," her mother said. "You've got bags under your eyes. You really should rest every now and then."
"Nonsense! My daughter's got the work ethics of a workhorse!" her father shouted happily. "I hope Principal Cadence accepts. If not, she's an idiot. She seems to have more sense than that Celestia though!"
"Now dear, you mustn't speak badly about someone who speaks so highly of our Octavia. Her taste in some things may be questionable." Octavia knew that they were talking about allowing Vinyl to perform at homecoming. She was happy to leave the room. She walked away from the table, not even bothering with her dishes.
The hall seemed more dark and uninviting lately. She stared at the ceiling instead of the pictures on the wall. Would Vinyl make it in? Octavia had already received her acceptance letter. Unfortunately Blueblood was also accepted in. She had never in her life wished falling down a well on anyone until she met that clown. How could her parents be so senseless to pair her with him instead of Vinyl?
She shifted her eyes to make sure she wasn't being followed as she got to her door. Once inside, she rolled up the sleeve of her blazer and checked the clock: 7:00 PM. Surely Vinyl got the letter! Smiling, she locked the door and ran to her bed. She felt under it and pulled out a green laptop that Lyra said she could borrow. She said that from time to time, she and Bon Bon used it to video chat with one another. They were currently in a similar situation, only everyone knew they were out of the closet. Lyra's parents weren't the most approving but they figured it was some sort of a rebellious stage.
Octavia flipped open the laptop and powered it on. She signed onto the chat site and rolled over, waiting for Vinyl to log on. She put headphones in so no one else would be able to hear this time. She'd be careful not to moan too loudly in case someone overheard. In seconds a zinging sound filled her ears. Her eyes shot back to the computer. There was an IM from the address Pon3. Her eyes shimmered as her heart skipped a beat.
Pon3: Yo Octy!
Tavi: Hello Vinyl. *blushes* It's been a while.
Within a few seconds, the screen made a strange noise. A panel appeared saying that Pon3 was video calling her. She hit accept and a second later, Vinyl's wide eyes filled the screen. "Is it on? I can't tell? CAN YA HEAR ME?!"
"All of Equestria can hear you," Octavia whispered and rolled her eyes. "It's working just fine." Her heart pounded against her chest as she saw her lover's face. It'd been too long. She quickly grasped the letter beside her and pushed it into the camera so Vinyl could see. "What about you? Did you get in?"
"You betcha! And I've even got the date written down! I'm hoping we'll get to be in the same dorm!" Hearing her sound so excited and planning for their future made the cellist melt. "I told you to just believe in me!" Vinyl went on. "I got everything taken care of! Did I come through or what?" An identical letter filled the screen. Octavia resisted a happy squeal. "So how should we celebrate?" A more playful look filled Vinyl's eyes as she looked into the screen.
"I suppose we can go out for ice cream if you actually get to perform at the dance."
"Aw c'mon, Octy! It's been a while since we last... you know." Vinyl gave a devious smirk. "And now I can actually SEE you as well as HEAR you!"
"Well, the thing is that last time it got out of hand. You know that it's very hard for me to contain myself." Octavia's voice was still a whisper. "I assure you that once we have a dorm, then perhaps we can sleep together. Until then..."
Vinyl wasn't one to give up that easy. "Fine. I guess YOU won't do anything. But that doesn't mean that I can't! You picked the perfect time! My parents are on vacation and I have the WHOLE house to myself!" With that the DJ playfully shrugged off her white jacket and set it to the side, revealing a dark blue tank top so tight that it revealed her abs and even a small dip where her naval was. She leaned to the side in a sexy pose, allowing her hand to hang at her hip. Her fingers playfully trailed down to the button on her jeans. "So, Octy..."
"School's been great," Octavia said, shifting her eyes to the side. She was going to do her best to resist these tactics even though blood was already starting to flow to her nethers. "I must admit that my parents trying to hook me up with boys is rather annoying." Maybe that'd be enough of a turn off or at least a conversation that would lead anywhere else.
"We both know that you can't be with anyone else. We've tried that once before and we always come back together," said the DJ who playfully slid her hand under her top. Her fingers snaked upwards as she revealed more creamy flesh. Thick lines forming her hips gave Octavia chills. As the top slid upwards, her six-pack was revealed. A scar ran across her stomach from a day where the cello player lost control eating Vinyl out. The memory brought a reluctant smile to Octavia's face. Still, in a game of cat and mouse she couldn't surrender that easily, even though her eyes were glazed with lust. Soon the clever DJ threw her top off as well and revealed a black bra. The undergarment squeezed her breasts together slightly, giving her defined cleavage enhanced by the sultry pose Vinyl was laying in. She gave Octavia a playful wink. "Go on."
"Well, there are many pieces that I'm thinking of performing for the Cantelot Concert this summer. They are going to have a special concert on..." The flustered girl paused as she watched Vinyl reach behind her back. Soon the bra hung loosely on her body, barely concealing her nipples. Tavi closed her eyes and tried to retain her focus. "Lyra and I might play together. We're planning on rehearsing..." She opened her eyes to see the DJ's bouncing breasts. Blue nails dragged up and down the soft mounds and teasingly trailed towards her nipples. She shifted slightly sideways so Octavia could see the tips of her nails delicately pinching and tweaking her nipples. Watching her made the Octavia's mind go blank. She was completely mesmerized by her girlfriend.
"Your nipples feel so good against mine, Octy," Vinyl breathed as she lay back and allowed a hand to trail down her abs while the other continued teasing one nipple. She lightly pulled on it while undoing her jeans. She tugged at the pants, pulling the zipper apart; Octavia got a glimpse of her girlfriend's black thong underneath. Vinyl smirked, noting that Octavia was no longer fighting her gaze. She rewarded her by slipping out of her pants and swayed her hips as she did so. She rolled over and revealed her fantastic ass, giving one cheek a playful smack before sliding her pants completely off. "You know you want to, Octy. You know you need this."
It was as if Vinyl were there whispering directly in her ear. Octavia closed her eyes and felt a familiar chill up her spine. As she undid her blazer, it felt like ghostly hands were guiding her. She did it roughly, just as Vinyl would have. She even tugged at the last button teasingly to mimic her girlfriend's hands. "I want you, Vinyl." She held her head back and closed her eyes, imagining Vinyl kissing her neck. She sheepishly, clumsily slid the blazer off her shoulders followed by her white shirt. She'd never done this kind of thing before and was still nervous. She caught a glimpse of herself on her own camera in just a purple silk bra and covered herself. Her wide eyes and pink cheeks were too much.
"Hey. You don't have to be on camera if you don't want to," Vinyl said quickly, a note of empathy in her voice. "But... I WAS hoping you'd want to be." She then decided to break Octavia's concentration conveniently. She slid her legs apart and thrust her hips forward. Her thong teasingly shaped the lips of her moist pussy. Vinyl trailed her fingers across the fabric, starting at her clit. She began to roll her panties around on top of the little button, moaning, "Octy... I love it when you do that..." Vinyl closed her eyes and began to thrust instinctively. She then turned her attention towards her folds instead. She used her fingers to toy with her pussy through her panties and even inserted them a little. The fabric caved inwards and revealed pink flesh.
Tavi remembered how Vinyl's lips had felt against her tongue. Her longing eyes watched as Vinyl pulled the thong aside and began to insert her fingers. One hand worked her clit, pushing it around in a circular motion. The other slipped into her pulsing pussy. Once loose enough, the DJ slid two fingers all the way into herself and let out a loud moan. "Oooctaviaaaa!" Her legs were arched on either side of her. Tavi watched as Vinyl continued to pump her fingers in and out of herself, increasing speed. Two fingers were also wrapped around her clit as she thrust them up and down. Soon she changed her fingers' motion again and began to use her lips to shield her clit, moving her fingers in a circular motion now. The pleasure was too intense. Her hips were beginning to buck. Then she stopped.
"Keep… going…" Tavi panted. Her bra was hanging loosely on her torso. Her hand uncontrollably moved over her crotch under her skirt. "Please Vinyl. Please cum with me!"
Hearing her girlfriend's words, the DJ continued to work herself inside and out. Tavi continued to tease herself through her own silk underpants. She wanted Vinyl's nimble fingers to give her the pleasure she so desperately desired. She lay back on the bed to better position herself as she played with herself. Long dark hair sprawled out onto her pillow. Her eyes were tearing up from being so glazed over. She looked back and watched as clear fluid began to flow from Vinyl’s pussy. The small fountain was enough to urge her to allow her own juices to ooze outwards. Tavi panted and lay weak in the warm, wetness around her nethers. She gazed up at the ceiling before looking back to the laptop. The DJ smiled back at her. Tavi playfully outstretched her wet fingers at the computer.
"I wish you were here," she said with a sigh.
Vinyl outstretched her own sticky hand and swatted at the monitor. "I do too!" the DJ laughed and finally sat upwards. She was completely naked, yet all Octavia wanted to do was bury her face in her soft breasts. Her cheeks were flushed. Her eyes were glistening. She smirked. "That was too easy. I knew you'd give in!"
Octavia scrunched up her face. "Next time I won't."
"Yes you will! You always do!"
She sighed and looked away. "I'm not that easy, am I?"
"For me you are. And you should be." Vinyl smirked playfully. "As long as I'm able to drive you wild like that, I'm doing my job!" She looked at the spot on her girlfriend's crotch and giggled. "Look! I make you piss yourself with excitement!"
Tavi looked down at her crotch and resisted the urge to yell. She narrowed her eyes dangerously at Vinyl. In return the DJ glared back. They both stared one another down before busting into laughter. Tavi used her hand to muffle her giggles, so glad that even from a distance, nothing changed between them. Then she heard her parents coming down the hallway and sighed, looking at Vinyl.
"You have to go?"
"Yes. I love you."
"I love you too, Tavi." Vinyl's longing eyes filled the screen for one more second before Octavia logged off. She got up and put her clothes on. Her legs were still trembling a little from the release. She would always be that easy just so long as it was Vinyl Scratch turning her on. Nothing could keep them apart! She hummed the tune she was planning to practice and began to think of ways to incorporate some bass into it. This year they were going to leave the school like no other band! They would blow Cadence away! And it was all thanks to that clever DJ. Her heart began to melt as she composed the melody. Soon there was a chance they could actually live together! She smiled.
Vinyl looked back at her own acceptance letter and smiled as well. She could hardly believe it was legit. She closed her eyes and put on her headphones. Octavia's cello rang in her ears with a bit of her personal touch added in. The remix CD she sent in helped her make her audition. Anything was possible as long as Octavia was in her life. Hell, she was even making it to college. The DJ hummed and tapped her fingernail against her sofa. Soon she'd have Tavi by her side again! Nothing was going to get in their way! And nothing was going to stop their music! Anything was possible with Octavia Melody by her side. Still grinning, she looked at the picture of Octavia on her music player. "No worries, Octy! I got this!"