Make it Two

Make it Two
By Recon

“Uh-huh.” Vinyl Scratch looked out the plane window, taking in the forests that surrounded their personal hangar at the airport. They were getting ready for another restless stop on the tour. The audible tweeting of the birds refreshed her senses along with the occasional familiar spring breeze, wafting through the open door in the plane. Her manager informed her about the amazing history of their next stop on the tour, and how they would be doing a crossover with some no-hit-wonder artist she had never heard of. It was always such a bother when her manager overly prepped her with history about their upcoming venue. ‘So, this place has been up here since Celestia took power, as sort of a memorial thing. It's over a thousand years old, and it’s become one of the most popular venues around!’ How damn annoying. The same exact regurgitated information that Vinyl already knew. Every so often it would be something different, but nonetheless, interesting conversations with him came along as rarely as finding a diamond in a daffodil sandwich.

She loved her manager, even if he was an overly happy freak who acted like an elementary school teacher. They’ve been working together for a while now, ever since her debut ten years back in a school talent show. Now, she’s one of Equestria’s most renowned DJs. Deep down, she was definitely grateful for his contributions to say the least, also considering him as a father figure after he started taking care of her like she was his own filly when she left home to pursue this career.

“Ah, I forgot to mention. I’ll be there soon, I’m just running late,” Lighte said through the scratchy microphone of the horrible old phone he had. “I had an appointment with another client.”

“Good to know,” Vinyl replied. Other thoughts came to mind.

“Fabulous. I should be in the jet in about ten minutes; I’m running a little late.” The scratchiness was getting slightly annoying as well, as was his occasional short-term memory loss... What was causing that sound?

“Right,” she replied with a bored tone. She hung up and set the phone down in the chair next to her. She stretched her forelegs and rears, a high-pitched whimper elicited from the electric-maned unicorn. She once more averted her eyes to the plane window, surveying the flora around the plane, losing herself in the occasional breeze of spring air that wafted through the plane. She could still hear the tweeting finches and mockingbirds resonating through the scene, their melodies just barely audible, inching their way into the plane. The serenity of the tranquil moment invigorated her mind as she reclined back in the plush chair, a smile growing on her face as she closed her eyes.

It was moments like these that made up for the loneliness she had to bear with. Being Equestria's number one DJ meant a lot of work; no time for friends, family... or love. Of course, she had a couple crushes on some mares in high school, but all of that passed along with her rise to stardom. When she was still a young star, her emotions ran rampant and her crave for a companion descended on her. Time and time again, her staff would remind her that 'love at your age is impractical'. Vinyl took offense, but those feelings and desires passed as she grew up.

The airplane’s engines started to purr and vibrate. Lighte was probably here. What a way to ruin such a nice moment. Oh well… Don't wanna be awake when the storm comes in. Vinyl could already imagine the extended conversation about boring tour information that would indefinitely ensue. She yawned, getting ready to fall asleep for the long plane ride that would follow. She curled up in her chair, attempting to warm herself up as much as possible. After a couple minutes of fidgeting and squirming, she finally found herself in a comfortable position, heating up the chair and herself. She hadn't slept in 32 hours, and the exhaustion dawned on her. Her tired eyes slowly drifted off to darkness as the plane's engine erupted to begin its taxi down the runway.

“Hey, Scratch,” the voice whispered, apparently drowned and far away. “Vinyl, wake up. We’re here.”

She was still out cold. Lighte rolled his eyes. He veiled the plane window next to Vinyl with a translucent gray glow as he aggressively flicked it upward, effectively shocking her awake. She instantly recoiled and forced her eyes to close again, expecting more.

“The hell was that for?!” she asked, her voice ascending as she slowly came to her senses. “Ugh…” Vinyl was always one to complain whenever she was rudely woken up, and she knew Lighte was very well aware of it.

“We’re here – hurry up, we’ve got to check in at the hotel,” he told her, bringing down their bags from the storage compartment above them. Vinyl groaned and weakly called upon her magic to slide over her phone from the other chair. The clock read ‘9:42’. She was out asleep for a good 7 hours, but she still found her magic reserves weak, and to make things worse, a pounding headache. She strained to get up from the reclined chair, bringing down a couple suitcases with her already weak magic. She stood there and stared half-lidded at Lighte who was still checking and bringing stuff down from their overhead compartment, blocking her way out of the aisle. She stared blankly at him. Can you move already? It took him a whole fifty seconds to ensure they had everything they needed.

“Alright,” he concluded with three suitcases trailing him as he trotted off. “Well? What are you waiting for, Vinyl? Are you coming, or what?” he asked, as if he hadn’t been doing slightly annoying in the least. Vinyl raised an eyebrow in disbelief as she sighed and towed her luggage along.

As they went through the link that connected the plane and the gate, her eyes were blazed open at the bright lights of the airport terminal. A casino section had been installed behind the terminal they were at, the flashy opening and doors facing them. Why was this even here? – This wasn’t Las Pegasus, though Vinyl couldn’t pick out a better place to be right now than there. The bright lights and culture didn’t sound too bad, but this makeshift casino would have to suffice for the nostalgia. She had to remind herself she quit gambling a while ago. But this was too tempting… It’s been – what? – four years since she’d touched a slot machine. The enticement was eating away at her, lowering her intuition and common sense. She wouldn't mind a couple drinks either. Alcohol sounded so nice...

She poked Lighte on the shoulder and pointed towards the tiny casino installment across from them. She tried to use her most seductive voice. She was well aware what she capable of. “Mmh… Do you think we can - ?”

“No.”

Hiding from behind the turntables, Vinyl cued the intro of her most popular song with a flick of her magic, never revealing her appearance to the crowd. The simple, iconic drumline intro followed by a subsequent swoosh synth easily sent the crowd into a frenzied chaos. Charging her magic reserves, sparks burst from her horn, erupting into a dazzling starburst of electric blue fire. The flames slowly dissipated into a cloud of dark blue smoke as Vinyl rose from the ground, iconic shades in tow with a large grin. Queuing the buildup section of the song, she raised a hoof as her magic worked the switches and dials on the turntable.

With all of the necessary samples and synths cued, she took a break and took a brief step back from the turntables, surveying the room. She eyed a blue pegasus back a couple rows from the front. Her mane seemed to be a bright red, but the lack of constant lighting was making it unintelligible.

The pegasus noticed. The pegasus ran her eyes over her. Vinyl quickly shook her head and averted her eyes to the turntable, still focused on the pegasus in her peripheral. Her eyes seemed to glitter with adoration and excitement. There was something about that pegasus that caught her eye. Huh. She didn't seem to be with anyone else..

Like all things, she shrugged it off and continued on with the song, refocusing her magic on the turntables.

"Fantastic show, Vinyl!" her manager assured in her chirpy voice, running a red hoof through her mane playfully. Vinyl's eyes were glued to the ground, distracted from everything else from boredom and fatigue. She peeked out the curtain, watching the fans talk with each other before the next performer came on.

Tonight was sure to be a painfully long night. There were still four other artists to perform, and Vinyl had to stay at the venue until the end of the show for interviews and fan meetings. In a daze, she walked off the stage towards the bar, ignoring her management and crew for the time being. She studied the crowd. The atmosphere of an energetic, active rave ascended to her. But she still felt bored. Detached, somehow.

She made her way at the bar, slowly seating herself, an impassive expression on her face. The bar was empty for the most part, save a couple stallions on the opposite site of her. A magic trick contest was broadcast on flat-screen televisions, lighting up the area around them. She started to get in to the broadcast, showcasing different unicorns performing their most impressive trick. Some morphed into makeshift copies of Celestia, some manipulated swirls of light, and one unicorn's magic in particular was strong enough able to lift a four thousand pound weight. A scratchy voice brought her back.

"Whoa!" Vinyl turned her head to face the voice. At first she thought the voice was reacting to the show. She was taken aback. The pegasus looked on at her with glittering admiration shining in her eyes. It was that same mesmerizing pegasus from the crowd earlier, she thought. The pegasus was sporting a unique rainbow mane with a tail to match it. They shared the same hypnotizing magenta eyes, even though Vinyl used her signature red contacts for at performances. Her coat displayed a soft blue color, seeming like it could blend in with the morning sky.

Her scratchy voice stuttered. "D-DJ Pon-three?" she asked excitedly. "Wow, this is so awesome! I am SUCH a huge fan!" Vinyl allowed a modest grin to welcome the pegasus, taking advantage of an opportunity to rid her of boredom, even just for now.

"Hey, thanks," Vinyl laughed in an attempt to be friendly. She extended her hoof. "Nice to meet you - oh, and 'Vinyl' is fine."

The pegasus took her hoof and smiled triumphantly. "Name's Rainbow Dash!"

Vinyl smiled and called the bartender over. "Tanqueray and moonshine, double-tall. Oh - make it two." She nudged Rainbow Dash and winked. "My treat."

Dash felt like bursting out in excitement. "Awesome!" The bartender whisked over two glasses and set them in front of Vinyl and Dash. With the aid of his magic, he expertly began mixing the whiskey and the moonshine that Luna had procured centuries ago.

"There you go," he finalized as he pushed the drinks toward them. He threw on a suggestive voice and raised his eyebrows. "Have a good time, ladies."

Vinyl rolled her eyes at the snide remark. What a douche. "Stallions... They can be such losers sometimes, you know?" Dash agreed hesitantly with a weak chuckle and nodded suspiciously. "Wait... Are you le-?"

"Yeah."

"That's cool," Vinyl giggled and smiled as she took a sip of her drink. The moonshine was the best part. It was so relaxing. She drank more, the intoxicating substance coursing through her system.

"It is not," Dash countered. "People always judge me for it. It gets annoying..." her voice trailed off. Vinyl tried to hide her own bicuriosity away.

"Um... Rainbow Dash?"

"Yeah?" she asked excitedly.

"You're still holding my hoof..." Dash's face slowly burned red.

"You're so cute!" Vinyl laughed playfully, very much out of her usual outside character. She drew in closer to Dash. Was she actually having a great time? She took another sip of the drink, starting to feel lightheaded.

Dash flushed a deeper crimson. "Am not..." she argued, embarassed. She did so in an attempt to retain her dignity, though she knew deep down it was a battle she wouldn't win. She went to take a swig of the moonshine to play it off, but it was too far over on the bar. She leaned over into the bar too far and fell over. Vinyl laughed as Dash struggled to get up. Vinyl took another sip of the moonshine after calming down a bit, starting to feel its effects take their toll on her body and mind. Dash finally got back up on the chair.

"Yes you are!" Vinyl laughed freely and lost her balance, falling into Dash's lap. She rolled her head over to face the ceiling, still laughing into the air. A smile as soft as their coats began to caress their faces.

"Thanks," Vinyl replied, still looking up at Dash from her lap. "I was having a really boring night..." her voice swayed, slurred by the alcohol.

"You're welcome?" Dash said happily, yet uneasily. She was still trying to mask her excitement. Her favorite artist was here, in her lap, having a great time. The alcohol hadn't seemed to affect Dash yet. She studied her captivating electric hair and her beautiful, hypnotic red eyes. She was too cute for Dash to resist. Dash let out a squeal, not unlike one she remembered at the Gala when Spitfire offered her to hang out with her.

"Huh?" Vinyl inquired, breaking out of her fit of laughter with an innocent and confused edge in her voice.

Dash laughed. "It's nothing," she assured. She raised her eyebrows expectantly.

"I see the way you're looking at me," Vinyl said suggestively. She elicited a light laugh, watching Dash blush. Vinyl was embarassing her too much tonight, she realized. She was having a lot of fun in the short five minutes she knew the pegasus. She felt her initiative melting away like the alcohol in her system. She was becoming lightheaded. Vinyl wasn't exactly renowned for taking alcohol well. Suddenly, she wanted to turn the night into something amazing.

"You know, if you want..." Vinyl started in her seductive, inviting voice. "Wanna do something? Fun?" she suggested. Dash didn't seem to catch on.

"Fun? Like what? Flying?"

"No, Dashie," she said, generating that name for her out of nowhere. The mention of it seemed to interest Dash. "Something really fun."

"Um, I can show you a Sonic Rainboom!" she suggested excitedly, though perplexed at what Vinyl was attempting to get at.

"Dammit, just come with me," Vinyl concluded, throwing herself up and tugging Dash away with her hoof to her hotel suite across the street.

Dash remained speechless and confused as Vinyl led her in the brisk, windy night air to a building not too far from the venue. The building seemed to be a hotel of sorts; it was intricately designed with a dark color scheme that liquefied into the night. It looked like an elaborate, high-class hotel from Las Pegasus, emblazoned with the word "Miracle" stitched across the top of the building. They reached the front steps as two unicorns raced to the double doors to slide them open. Weren't those automatic doors...?

They entered the hotel, Dash summarizing that the inside was just as luxurious, if not more than the captivating walls of the outside. In contrast to the dark schemed outside, the walls were made of what looked to be a white granite or marble, laced with gold and silver strokes and designs. The scent of the main lobby smelled of winter air - it was chilly and fresh. Not unlike her home back in Cloudsdale; very hospitable indeed.

"Miss Vinyl Scratch," the receptionist bowed her head in acknowledgement of her arrival. She nodded towards Rainbow Dash. "Will she be accompanying you overnight?"

"Yeah."

"Would you like us to add an extra bed for her? We can add the small cost to your room's bill." What Vinyl said next caught everyone in earshot, including Dash, off-guard.

"Nah, we're only going to use one bed anyway."

"Wow..." Dash trailed off, the two ponies sitting in a corner of their beautiful room, faced towards each other. Dash thought Vinyl was too drunk to comprehend what was even going on. They had stopped by the bar on their way up, and Vinyl was loose enough for the both of them.

"So, when are we going to... You know," Dash suggested, excited by what was to ensue.

"Mmh?" Vinyl mumbled, appearing to drift off to sleep. Her eyes closed for a moment, but they jolted awake. She was still mumbling. "Oh.. mm... Sorry. Hadn't sl.. Slept! Slept in a whi-..." her voice trailed off, punctuated by a yawn as her tired eyes started to hide their brilliant red away to white.

Dash was not about to let this moment slip away like she had so foolishly done with Spitfire in the Gala.

Dash pounced forward, tackling Vinyl, causing them to roll on the floor as she sinked her eager lips into the electric-maned unicorn's. Vinyl's eyes shot open like a gunshot, taken completely by surprise as Dash passionately surged into her. She covered Vinyl's mouth with her own, pushing her tongue forward into her as the alcohol from tonight lingered on her lips. Dash's tongue wrestled with Vinyl's, each trying to dominate the other. Vinyl reluctantly pulled back to look at Dash, a strand of saliva hanging from their lips.

"Dash, you-" She was cut off as Dash lunged forward again, clashing their lips together in a passionate kiss, effectively silencing her. Vinyl lay her head down on the floor, allowing Dash to take the initiative. There was a nice medium as Dash's tongue aggressively thrashed in Vinyl's mouth, exploring and taking in every detail as Vinyl laid submissive to her soft, caressing lips.

They continued on like this for 3 minutes before Dash pulled back, inching lower down Vinyl's body. She spotted her lower, delicate lips and put a hoof on it as to gently stroke it as she leaned back onto Vinyl, eliciting a moan from the white unicorn. She began nipping at Vinyl's neck as Vinyl tried to nuzzle her in return, hugging her tightly. Dash reluctantly brought her hoof off of Vinyl's lower lips to go down herself. Moving slowly, she slid down Vinyl's body as seductively as she could and stopped at her prize. Brushing her electric blue tail aside, she started licking her inner thighs softly and tenderly, contributing even more to the already fiery arousal of the unicorn. Vinyl tried to shift her position to get a better look at what was going on, but it would prove useless as she reared her head back as Dash started her attack.

She flicked her tongue into Vinyl's dripping folds, taking in her scent and taste, both surprisingly alike. It was an undescribable taste and smell, though certainly not unpleasant in the least - not at all. It was bitter, but knowing who it was coming from, bitter meant good to Dash, for now at least.

Her tongue's movement and intensity sped up, causing Vinyl to squirm and moan every time Dash hit the little nub, while Dash was attempting to pleasure herself in a similar manner with her hoof. Vinyl now had no attempt to kedp her screams family-friendly, or relatively quiet for that matter. Vinyl grinded back in return, her hooves clenched on the back of Dash's head, forcing her into her sweet parted lips. Dash wrapped her forelegs around Vinyl's lower back as they still lay on the now soaked floor, not bothering to get up to the bed.

The floor was soaked, a stain on the expensive carpet contributed by the liquids of both ponies, along with sweat and saliva. The scent of sex passed gently through the exquisite hotel room as the two ponies went at it harder, probably disturbing the neighboring room occupants. They both hoped the walls were soundproofed.

Vinyl was getting close, and she felt it. "Ahhh... D-Dash, I'm going to-" Then it happened. Vinyl's walls clenched in on Dash's tongue as her mouth was flooded with an inundation of Vinyl's liquids, rushing through her mouth as she gulped it down, happily. Vinyl slumped back to lean her back against the bedstand. Not fully satisfied, Dash crawled up to Vinyl and straddled her thighs, flicking her prismatic tail near the spot she just attacked.

She leaned forward and pried open Vinyl's tired lips with her own. This time, Vinyl was the one who took the offensive and slid her tongue into Dash's territory, the taste of her own liquid on Dash's tongue and mouth was now on her's. Dash wondered if Vinyl was fine kissing her, taking into consideration what they had just done - the thought of it was extremely arousing for Dash.

Suddenly, Dash was aware of a new sensation. She hesitantly broke the kiss and looked down, to her surprise, at Vinyl's hoof rubbing and penetrating Dash's parted lips. Her other hoof took over, to Dash's confusion. Then, in an attempt to set her off, Vinyl brought the first hoof up to her mouth and licked off Dash's liquids in a seducing matter.

It did the trick as Dash, sparked on by a new arousal, came on the spot, littering Vinyl and the inundated floor with yet another liquid. Copying Vinyl's initiative, Dash looked down and licked off what fluids made their way on Vinyl. They both shared a warm laugh as Vinyl crawled up the bed and extended her hoof to Dash, motioning for her to join her.

Dash dragged herself up the bed and laid herself down next to Vinyl. "Shouldn't we take a shower or something?" Vinyl suggested. Vinyl turned her head to look at Dash, fixing her hypnotic red eyes to her gaze. Dash laughed softly.

"Nah," she disagreed, and draped one of her arms around Vinyl's back and brought her in close, the other hoof intertwined with Vinyl's as the two stared in a trance at each other's passive eyes. "We're only going to end up taking another one tomorrow morning." Vinyl giggled and snuggled up against her, embracing her tight as their own warmth eneveloped them, leaving a radiant glow in their hearts as they were guided off to sleep.