Chapter 14: Mind=blown
octavia asked. vinyl stopped what she was doing and carefully slid her hoof downward until she was touching octavia's pussy, hidden behind her fuzzy foal makers. "better?" she asked. octavia couldn't answer.
Chapter 13: Doing It With Class
#13 of teaching blueblood octavia can't stop thinking about vinyl. it definitely isn't love, no matter what her fantasies say! _the night before blueblood's punishment began..._ octavia arrived home at around eleven o'clock at night.
Battle in the Bedroom - Twilight vs Octavia
If i gave up easy," twilight answered, scenting octavia's sweat with every breath. the other mare was tired now. octavia had peppered her with blows all battle.
Different Circles
octavia was standing beside her. "oh...it's you." "yes. me. i don't deserve a name," octavia said with a haughty huff. "octavia," vinyl stated, shaking her head and removing herself from the piano.
The Age of Fire: Adventures of Octavia
octavia inquired. "in about two moons." he told her.
Interlude: That Confession
octavia froze, feeling like a sword had just been stabbed straight into her heart. '_n-no way... she couldn't be serious._' octavia thought in horror.
While the Dads Play
Loona's paws slowly explored octavia's young virginal body. she scratched gently at her girlfriend's plush grey plumage, then she had octavia's small avian rear in her paws.
Speechless
octavia and vinyl looked at one another, and the unicorn raised her eyebrows knowingly. octavia nodded, and turned to the class with vinyl's answer.
Interlude: Fixing Friendship
She asked octavia. octavia smacked herself on her forehead with her hoof but couldn't help smiling a little. "she's about to do something stupid and brash." she said.
27: Investigation
Twilight said softly, but when she finally looked over at octavia she saw that tears were pouring down the earth pony's face. "octavia, what's wrong?" she asked. octavia could only turn to face twilight for a brief moment.
Moonlight Sonata: Chapter 2, Dinner and Champagne
He set it down between octavia and vinyl, quickly offloading the menus with his dim magic. one to octavia, one to the starving dj, and one to bonbon (who was still lost in lyra).
the fast and the classical
octavia knew how to please her; she was just like her cello, play it right and it moans, play it wrong and it howls. spitfire moaned as octavia's hoofs just lightly touched her wings and stroked along the grooves, she moaned as she lay down clopping.