Title:           Octavia vs. Anons Parents by SirLithe
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Tuesday 15th of March 2016 01:18:07 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 15th of March 2016 01:18:07 AM CDT

 
"Seven o'clock... the carriage is late..."
>You give a heavy sigh and wonder how these ponies still have a job.
>You stood on the curb outside your home, anxiously tapping your foot on the ground.
>"Anon, relax... I am certain things will be alright."
>You look to your side, seeing your lover looking back at you, a soft smile on her face as her amethyst eyes examine your own.
>You had met Octavia not long after you came through the portal. You had been looking for work, and the only skills you had to offer were many years of violin lessons as a child and into your teenage years.
>You eventually became popular enough that they hired you on as an accompanist at the Ponyville Conservatory of Music.
>You met Octavia personally the night of your first joint performance, and wowed her with your ability to play.
>You were good, but no virtuoso.
>What stunned you was that Octavia was as good as you were without fingers.
>You decided to take the leap after the fourth performance together, asking her out for coffee so you could pick her brain on her practice habits.
>After several visits to her home over the course of a few months became more about being around each other and less about practicing as well as gaining the approval of her room-mate Vinyl, the two of you had begun dating officially.
>You had already met Octavia's parents, who were a little concerned about the relationship being interspecies, but they warmed up to you in time.
>Now, you were waiting to head home, Octavia in tow, so she could meet your parents. She had been insistent, and you just couldn't say no.
>"Anon?"
"Hm? Oh... sorry, Tavi... I was just..."
>"Lost in thought?"
"Yeah..."
>"Why are you so nervous?"
>You thought about it.
>You never really had much going for you back in the human world, but here in Equestria you had a stable job, were in a healthy relationship, and you were concerned that your family may get in the way of that.
"I'll explain on the way over."
"Finally!"
>At long last the carriage had arrived.
>You reached forward and held the door open for Octavia.
>"Such a gentle... erm, man is the term, correct?"
"Yes, honey."
>You give a slight chuckle at the small scrunchy face she makes at the tone of your response.
>"Come now, Anon. You know I'm still learning..."
"I know, I know... it's just cute, is all."
>You enter the carriage, shutting the door behind you.
>"Where to?" the carriage driver asks.
"The portal."
>"Gotcha. Twenty bits."
>You pay the stallion, and off you go.
>"So... you said you'd tell me why you were nervous."
>You give a sigh, and you turn to face her.
"Well... my folks weren't always the... most understanding of people."
>Octavia nods.
"When I was growing up, all that really mattered was the violin. If I wasn't playing, I wasn't being a good child. If I was practicing, I wasn't practicing hard enough, you know how it is."
>Octavia shakes her head slightly.
>"I was the one who opted to learn the cello and my parents obliged."
"Oh."
>"But I do sympathize though! I knew many fillies and colts whose parents were the same way."
"Right... well, I'm just concerned that they're going to see you and..."
>The thought of the likely response they would give made your blood boil.
>You exhaled firmly.
"Octavia... whatever happens, I want you to know that I'm coming back through this portal with you. My life on the other side wasn't really worth sticking around for... but you made it worth it."
>Octavia blushes hotly at your praise.
>"You... you mean that?"
"Of course, I wouldn't say it if I didn't."
>You give her a smile, and lean over to her, sharing a tender kiss with her.
>You bring your hand to her jawline, feeling her plush, slate gray coat radiating with warmth as her muzzle presses against your lips.
>You break the kiss, Octavia smiling dumbly.
>"I love it when you kiss me like that."
>You smile.
"It's why I do it."
>After arriving at the portal and passing through, Octavia at your side, you hail a cab.
>The cab pulls to a stop, and the driver gives you an odd look when Octavia climbs into the back seat.
>"Uh... where to, bud?"
"This address."
>You dictate the address, and sit back.
>Your mind begins to race, trying to think of possible answers to certain outcomes of the meeting.
>You're pulled from your thoughts when you feel a gentle touch of Octavia's hoof on your hand, which has unconsciously balled into a fist.
>"This really has you unsettled, doesn't it?"
"A little, yeah..."
>She gently unfurls your hand, picking it up with her hooves and planting a tiny kiss into your palm, something she knew gave you comfort.
>"Whatever happens, I'm with you, okay?"
"Yeah, me too."
>After about twenty minutes, your heart begins to pound in your chest when the taxi pulls into your neighborhood.
>This is it. You can see your house in the distance.
>Octavia gently slid her hoof into your hand, giving a contented sigh when she felt you grip it lovingly.
>"This is the neighborhood where you grew up?"
"Sure is..."
>"It's very nice. Your parents must make decent money."
"They do..."
>It's all you can manage to answer without your heart jumping out of your throat.
>The cab came to a stop. You paid the driver, and you found yourself and Octavia standing on the walkway to your front door.
>The house was big, but not overly so. It was obvious your family was living comfortably, but nothing in excess.
"You ready, Tavi?"
>"With you? Always."
>You quickly shared a kiss with her, taking a deep breath and making your way to the front door.
>You stand at the door, paralyzed.
>Your fist is raised to knock, but you simply can't bring yourself to do it.
>"Anon...?"
>You swallow hard.
>"It's okay... I'm right here..."
>You feel a gentle touch at your hip, Octavia gently stroking your side with a hoof.
>With that, you finally muster the courage to knock on the door.
>"Coming!" a voice said from within.
>After a few moments, a middle aged woman with sandy brown hair emerges.
>"Anon? Oh, Anon! You've finally come home!"
>The woman embraces you tightly, causing you to blink in shock, reflexively pat her back.
"Yeah, Mom... I'm home..."
>After a moment, you two break the embrace.
>"Your father and I were so worried about you! You up and disappeared one day, and-"
>You felt your heart sink.
"I know... I'm sorry."
>"It's alright, as long as you're okay..."
>She then looks down, noticing Octavia for the first time.
>"And who is this?"
>Here we go, you think.
"Mom... I'd like to introduce you to Octavia. She's... my girlfriend."
>Octavia blushes at the introduction, bowing her head.
>"A pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Mous. My name is Octavia Melody."
>Octavia then extended her hoof to shake it, as you had taught her was human custom.
>What happened next was something she was entirely unprepared for.
>You and Octavia had never shared such a look of shock in all the time the two of you had known each other.
>You watched as your mother swooped down and picked up Octavia, nearly crushing her in a hug.
>"Oh my goodness, Anon! She's darling!"
>"I am!?"
"She is!?"
>"Well of course she is! Who knew you had such good taste in women- or, mares in this case, Anon?"
>You were stupefied. Not only did your mother react entirely differently from what you expected, but she was happy about it!
>You feel your heart lift quite a bit. Your mother had always been the more open one, but your father...
>You were once again pulled from your thoughts when Octavia frantically waved a hoof at you, the poor mare starting to turn blue.
"Mom, you're crushing her!"
>"Oh! I am so sorry Octavia!"
>Your mother set her down, and help her readjust her mane.
>"Thank you, Mrs. Mous. I have to say, I was a little nervous coming here with your son... I wasn't sure how you'd react to us being together.
>Your mother gave a small smile. "Oh please Octavia. At this point I'm just glad he came home with someone at all."
>You feel your face heat up as your mother poked fun at you, Octavia giggling behind a hoof.
"Yeah, yeah, I know I didn't have much luck with human females, but I'll have you know Octavia came onto me."
>"That's not how I remember it..." Octavia said with a smirk.
>"Anon, did you expect me to act badly to this news?"
"Well... I dunno, a little?"
>"Anon, I grew up raising horses. I could have sworn we took you to the old farm I grew up on..."
>You thought back, and the idea was familiar, but not very.
>"Whatever the case may be, I'm not the one you should be worried about..."
>You nodded, heeding your mother's words carefully. Your father was always the most stringent.
>You gave a sigh, looking your mother in the eye.
"He's home, right?"
>"He is... but are you sure you're ready?"
"I am. We're gonna see this through, no matter what Dad thinks."
>"Shall we?"
"Yeah."
>Your mother ushers you both inside, Octavia taking a quick look around.
>As she had figured, your home was comfortable and had nice things, but was not overly lavish.
>Your mother had decent taste and your father was a rather frugal spender.
>"Alright, would either of you like anything to drink?"
>"Whatever you're offering, Mrs. Mous."
>"Please, call me Beth."
>"Okay... Beth."
>You smiled. It made you happy to hear your lover call your mother by her name.
>"Where's Dad?"
>"Right here."
>You tense up at the sound of his voice.
>The two of you look over, seeing a middle aged man standing at the top of the stairs, a stern expression on his face.
>He makes his way down, casting his steely gaze at you, then Octavia.
>You clench your jaw, knowing exactly what kind of look he was giving her.
>It was a look you knew all too well from your childhood.
>"Son."
"Father."
>"Finally come home from your sabbatical from life, have you?"
"I have made my a life for myself. Just because it wasn't here on Earth doesn't make it any less meaningful."
>"If you say so..."
>You grit your teeth. Nothing ever seemed to be good enough, and apparently becoming an esteemed violinist for a famous musician group in Equestria fell right under that category.
>"And you are...?" he said, casting a gaze at Octavia.
>"M-My name is..."
>"Should I slow down for you? Apparently she hasn't learned English yet..."
>"Fritz!" Your mother exclaimed, but fell silent when your father raised his hand.
>You bore your teeth at your father, your face heating up as blood began to race through your veins.
"She can speak perfect English as long as people aren't giving her attitude!"
>"Anon, it's fine, I-"
"No, it's not! I'm not gonna let him talk to you like that!"
>"So she can speak! I suppose you animals aren't as primitive as I had suspected."
>Octavia couldn't bring herself to respond, instead shutting her mouth tightly and taking a step back.
"Apologize, you... you..."
>You could feel your father eyeing you closely, an eyebrow raised.
>"I'm sorry, could you repeat yourself? I don't think I quite heard you..."
>You grit your teeth, and shot your father a vicious gaze.
"I said apologize you BASTARD!"
>You roared this with all your might, your body shaking from the force.
>Everyone present took a step back, shocked by the outburst. Octavia and your mother's jaws about hit the floor.
>Octavia had never seen you get angry, and your mother had never seen you raise your voice to your father.
>At this point, you could not care less. Lines had been crossed, and it was time for attitudes to be fixed.
>Your father's face contorted into a mixture of shock and rage, almost staring through you.
>You were staring down a beast, but you had become a beast of your own.
>"How dare you raise your voice to me!? After the life I've given you!? A home to live in, food to eat, a profession to survive on, and you throw it away for- for a talking horse?!"
>The next thing you knew, your father's speech had been halted by your fist slamming into the side of his face.
>He stumbled back, nose bleeding and lip split from the impact, stammering in shock.
"I don't give a SHIT what you think anymore! I used to look up to you and idolize you! But it's never good enough for you, is it Dad!? Well guess what- I'm finally good enough for someone!"
>You pointed at Octavia, who was completely shocked by how the evening had played out.
"She thinks I'm good enough to be her boyfriend! Yes, you heard me right! Boyfriend! And guess what!? Maybe some day, I'll be her husband, and guess what!? You're still gonna be the bitter, ornery asshole you've always been! I love Octavia, more than anyone on this god-forsaken planet, and nothing you say or do will change that! I'll stand by her side until Death takes me, and even then I won't go down without a fight, and if you can't accept that, then I don't need you!"
>You were shaking. The sheer amount of rage and adrenaline in your veins was unfathomable.
>Your father was doing everything he could to stem the bleeding, staring daggers at you all the while.
>"You? Don't need me!? Fine! Then I want you out of this house!"
"Fine! I don't need to live here anymore! I have a home back in Equestria!
>"So be it! Run back to your little fantasy land and throw away your life, see if I care!"
"You never cared, that's the problem!"
>"What do you know about caring!? If you cared, you would have abandoned that- that thing and stopped ruining your life!"
>You would have lunged at your father again for insulting Octavia yet again, but you felt a pair of hooves push against your chest.
>You look down, fist raised, at Octavia, who has tears streaming down her face.
>The fire inside dies down a little, your heart aching at seeing the hurt in her eyes.
>"Anon, that's enough... let's just go... please?"
"Let's."
>Your father took this as an opportunity to fire another shot.
>"Oh, of course, he listens to the quadruped over his own father!"
"I HAVE NO FATHER!"
>You yell this with all your might, your voice booming throughout the house and leaving everyone in silence.
>"How dare-!?"
>"That's enough!" your mother yelled, stepping between you.
>She marched up to you and handed you a card.
>"Anon, I think it's time you left. Take this card and treat Octavia out. She looks like she could use it."
>You sigh heavily, taking the card and pocketing it.
>"Thanks Mom, I'm..."
>"Not now Anon. We'll talk about this later. Go."
>Just when you thought things couldn't have gotten worse, your mother winked at you both, then turned to tend to your father.
"C'mon Tavi, let's go."
>She nodded, following you out the front door.
>You made your way down the walkway in front of the sidewalk, walking up to the curb and taking a seat.
>You could feel tears stinging your eyes, but you did your best to hold them back.
>Octavia had never seen you cry, and you weren't about to show her.
>At least, you hoped you wouldn't, until you felt a hoof gently touch your shoulder.
>"Anon... I'm so sorry..."
>You look up at her, and throw your arms around her.
>You press your heart to her chest, focusing on her heartbeat instead of the pain in your own heart.
>After a few moments, you wipe your face with your sleeve.
"Thank you..."
>"For what? I feel like all I did was cause chaos."
"Don't ever think that. It wasn't your fault, not in the slightest. He's a bitter old man, and you and I don't need him in our life if he's not gonna be supportive.
>"But he's your father..."
"Not if he refuses to love you like I do."
>Octavia fell silent, electing to sit by your side, resting her head on your shoulder.
>After a few moments of silence, she spoke up again.
>"Thank you..."
"For what?"
>She turned to look at you.
>"For defending me... nopony- er, no one has ever come to my defense the way you did. You spoke with such passion and fire, it was..."
>She then blushed. "...It was rather romantic."
>You cracked a smile, the first one since you got there.
"Is that a bad thing?"
>She smirked, leaning forward and kissing you on the cheek. "Never."
>You stare into her amethyst eyes, finding yourself becoming lost in them. You lean forward to kiss her when-
 
>"WHOOOOOOOO!"
 
>You and Octavia nearly jump out of your skins when a car you recognized as a Mustang shot past you, a dark colored mare sticking her head out the window and yelling.
"Watch where you're going, asshole!"
>Octavia squinted her eyes, trying to see who was with the driver.
>Her eyes widened when she saw small, shimmering stars left behind them.
>"It couldn't be..."
"Who was it? Anyone you recognize?"
>"Oh... nopony in particular..." she lied.
>You called a cab, which arrived ten minutes later.
>"Where to boss?"
"Take me to the nearest hotel."
>"You got it."
>The driver began to make his way out of your neighborhood, Octavia laying across your lap.
>"You don't mind if I lay like this, do you?"
"Not at all, why?"
>"Oh, I just don't want to make you uncomfortable."
"You're fine, hon. You can sleep a little if you'd like, I'll wake you up when we get there."
>She smiled softly, resting her head on your thigh, your fingertips stroking the side of her neck lovingly.
>You smiled when she took your hand in her hooves and gently kissed the top of it, winking at you before closing her eyes.
>As you waited to reach your destination, you played the scene of the fight with your father over in your mind.
>While it hurt, you were proud of yourself. You stood up for what you believed in, and you stood up for her when she couldn't do so herself.
>You then returned your attention to Octavia.
>You ran your fingers along her neck, then along her shoulder and down her side, letting your fingers sink into her soft coat.
>Nothing in the world felt softer or more comfortable to the touch than she did to you.
>You bring your hand to her hip, running your middle fingertip along the light violet treble clef on her flank, tracing its shape.
>She shuddered slightly, a single amethyst eye looking up at you.
>"A-Anon..."
"Hm? I'm sorry, did that bother you?"
>"No... it just tickles a little..."
"Oh, sorry."
>You start to pull your hand away, but swallow hard when she stops you.
>"...I didn't say that was a bad thing..."
>Even in the darkness of the cab you could see a bright blush on her face.
>You had toyed with the idea of physical intimacy before, and had even discussed it with her, but you both concluded that neither of you were ready, and when you were, the time and place would present itself.
>Little did you know where tonight would take you.
>The cab finally arrives at the hotel.
>You pay the driver, and the two of you step out.
>Octavia is awed by the size of the building. You were now in the city, and the city was bustling with life at night.
>"How beautiful... is every city lit up like this at night?"
"For the most part. I thought Manehattan was similar to this.
>"To an extent. Only the biggest businesses have electricity. Everywhere else, once it gets dark everypony turns in for the night."
"Well, why don't we get us a room and relax for a bit, then we'll go out and grab a bite to eat?"
>"That sounds lovely."
>You lead Octavia into the hotel, making your way to the concierge desk.
>"Can I help you?" asked the desk worker.
"Yes, we'd like a room for two for one night. The best you have."
>The desk worker blanched. "The Penthouse Suite?"
"Yes."
>"Who will be accompanying you?"
>"I will." Octavia smiled warmly.
>The desk worker looked at Octavia, looked back to you, then looked back to her workstation, making no comment.
>"I need a card to put it on."
>You slip the card out of your pocket and onto the desk. A few moments later, she hands it back to you.
>"Thank you sir, here are your room cards. Have a nice evening."
"Thank you."
>The two of you made your way over to the elevators, calling one down.
>"This place is beautiful, Anon... are you sure we should stay here?"
"My mom did say to treat you out, and far be it from me to say you don't deserve the best."
>"..." Octavia blushed hotly, burrowing her face into your hip, gently gripping your pants leg with a hoof.
>You couldn't help but smile. You loved leaving her speechless with comments like that.
>The elevator arrived, and the two of you stepped in, hitting the button labeled 'PH'.
>The doors shut, and the elevator began to move.
>The elevator continued to climb, the two of you standing side by side, her head resting against your hip.
>The elevator came to a stop at a lower floor, a mother with her young child entering.
>When the door shut, she realized they were going up instead of down.
>"Oh darn... I guess we'll ride it to the top then back down."
>The child, however, was entirely fixated on Octavia.
>"Mommy, she's so pretty..."
>You smiled, Octavia smiling graciously at the child's compliment.
>"Yes, she is. Is she with you?"
"She is, we have a room up in the Penthouse."
>As you spoke to the girl's mother, she tentatively walked up to Octavia.
>"Can you speak English?"
>"I can!"
>"Wow! You're amazing! What's your name?"
>"Octavia, and yours?"
>"Mary..." she said shyly.
>"Well, it is an absolute pleasure to meet you Mary."
>Octavia extended a hoof, which Mary grabbed and shook with both hands, smiling brightly.
>The elevator dinged, having arrived at the Penthouse floor.
"Well, we're here. C'mon Tavi."
>"Alright. It was a pleasure meeting you both."
>"Likewise, have a good evening, and thank you for being so nice to Mary, she doesn't have much exposure to Equestrians, and I want her to if we're going to be sharing Earth."
>"You're more than welcome, she's absolutely adorable."
>As the two of you stepped off the elevator, Octavia was stopped when Mary ran up to her and gave her a hug, throwing her little arms around Octavia's neck.
>"Will I see you again? You were so nice..."
>"Maybe soon, okay?"
>"Okay!"
>Mary let go of Octavia, and waved as the two of you stepped off the elevator.
>You arrived at your door, taking your keycard and sliding it in the slot on the door, opening it.
>The door opens, and you and Octavia are awed by the sight.
>The penthouse suite is huge! The bed could probably fit three or four more people, and the window on the other end of the apartment has an excellent view of the city below.
>"Anon, this is... this is incredible! The best hotels in Canterlot aren't this well furnished!"
"It's like I said, you deserve the best."
>"Careful with that, or I may just start to believe it."
>You smile at her, taking off your shoes and hopping onto the bed.
>Your eyes roll back into your head as you sink into the soft material.
"Ohhh this is awesome..."
>Octavia moves over to you, now curious herself.
>She climbs up, laying next to you and giving a contented sigh.
>"This... this I could definitely get used to..."
>You roll over to face her.
"Hey..."
>"Hm?" she turns to look at you.
>You catch her off-guard with a kiss, gently stroking the side of her neck as your lips locked with hers.
>The kiss steadily grew more and more passionate, your tongues meeting and dancing with each other as you put more of yourself into the kiss.
>Your hand then begins to wander, slipping down her back and near her flank, your palm brushing across her cutie mark, eliciting a small moan from her.
>She pulls back slowly, blushing heavily and panting for breath.
>"Anon..."
"Yeah?"
>"...Let me take a quick shower, then we'll talk about... this, just now."
>You swallow hard, instinctively shifting to try and hide the now iron rod now pitching a tent in your pants.
"Sure..."
>You watch her carefully as she moves off the bed, Octavia's tail swishing back and forth almost teasingly as she makes her way into the bathroom.
>Your mind began to race. Was tonight the night? Would she be ready? Would you be ready? Your heart began to pound in your chest.
>Whatever the case may be, it was just you and her alone, in the quiet comfort of your hotel room.
>Just play it cool, you told yourself. Don't pressure her, and things will be fine...
>Just fine...
>You are Octavia.
>You shut the door behind you, gently taking a seat.
>You bring a hoof to your heart, finding it pounding from the extremely enticing kiss just a few moments ago.
>You slip off your trademark pink bowtie, setting it on the counter.
>You make your way over to the shower and turn the knob, letting the hot water run. You adjusted the knobs until it was the optimal temperature, and stepped in.
>You sighed as the warm water ran down your body, sinking into your skin.
>You closed your eyes, thinking back to everything that had happened up until that point.
>You watched as Anon held you closely in the cab and carriage, enjoying the feeling of his fingers on your coat.
>You watched as Anon raged at his father over you, proclaiming his love with a fiery passion in a way that only matched the growing heat between your rear legs.
>You thought back to that kiss...
>As you were absorbed in your thoughts, your right hoof trailed down your front, coming to rest over your heated marehood, feeling it was not slick from the water.
>You bit your lip at the sensations, thinking of the things that Anon maybe had in mind for you.
>This was nothing new. You were no stranger to touching yourself; what mare didn't? But the idea of touching yourself as you thought of Anon was still a very new and exciting feeling.
>You ran the curved edge of the nail against your nub, feeling a jolt of pleasure run up your spine as it registered in your brain.
>You let out a small gasp, thanking the heavens that the water was drowning out your voice.
>You pressed down on your button again, this time a little harder, your back arching slightly.
"A-Anon..."
>Your voice was barely a whisper.
>You could only imagine the things he'd do to you if he found you like this.
>The mere idea of it excited you beyond what you thought was normal.
>The idea of his strong, powerful hands bringing you to climax, his manhood spreading its seed inside you...
>You wanted it, and you wanted it now.
>You continued to work yourself over to the thought of Anon, aggressively playing with yourself as the water rushed down your body.
>You were panting hard, your hoof doing its best to now feed the raging fire in your loins, your juices mixing with the bathwater.
>You bit down on your lip, though you wanted nothing more to call out his name, call for him and beg him to take you and make you his.
>That would have to wait until after your bath.
>You could feel your climax rapidly approaching, your hoof working fervently to get you there.
>You bit down on your other hoof, only allowing the most gentle of squeaks and moans to escape.
>You worked harder, and faster, imagining Anon taking you like a savage, ruining you for anyone other than himself.
>You could feel the fire growing, and growing, spreading wildly out of control.
>Suddenly, it felt as though you had been struck by lightning, every last nerve in your body coming to life as your climax hit.
>You felt your hoof get drenched in your juices, your body shaking violently as you rode out the intense waves of pleasure.
>You gasped for air, your vision blurry as the pleasure dulled, bringing your hoof to your mouth and licking it clean.
>Your taste was nothing unfamiliar to you, but you couldn't help but hope he would like it.
>You also hoped the act of cleaning you off was something he enjoyed as well.
>Once your heartrate returned to normal and you finished your bath, you turned off the water and stepped out.
>You grabbed a towel, drying yourself off as best as possible.
>You were thankful the scent of the soap was strong enough to mask the scent of your arousal.
>Once you were dried off, you cleaned the fog from the mirror, looking yourself in the eye.
"...I'm ready."
 
>You are Anon.
>You lay on your back on the bed, wondering what was taking Octavia so long.
>The tent you had been pitching had since been taken down, but the moment still lingered in your mind.
>You brought your hand to your mouth, still feeling the sensation of her lips on yours.
>God that felt good.
>You give a sigh, letting your hands fall to your sides.
>This was something you wanted, but if she wasn't ready, then you weren't going to force her.
>You heard the bathroom door open, and out came Octavia, smelling freshly bathed.
"Hey, how was your shower?"
>"Very good."
>She climbed up into bed, laying beside you and snuggling up to you.
>You rolled over to accommodate, wrapping your arms around her and holding her close.
>You ran your hands up and down her back, reveling in the feeling of her coat against your palms.
>Her mane smelled of the lilac soap, a very pleasant scent for sure.
>You blinked in surprise when you felt her place a hoof against your chest, then bring it up to your cheek.
>You couldn't tell if she could feel through the nail of her hoof, but you knew she could through the pad.
>You gently turned her hoof over, kissing the soft pad of her hoof.
>Your eyes about bugged out of your head when you felt her plant a kiss on your neck, kissing her way up to you.
>You couldn't believe it when she reignited the kiss from before, this time for fervently and aggressively.
>Your body was ready, however, and you immediately rebuilt the skyscraper in your pants as your tongue danced with hers between your lips.
>You roll over onto your back, Octavia straddling as she kissed you.
>You run your hands down to her hips, gingerly scooting lower and lower until you had your hands on her rump.
>You gave a gentle squeeze, causing her to moan slightly into the kiss.
>The kiss came to an end for a moment, the two of you catching your breath.
"Are... are you sure you're ready for this?"
>"Will you take it slow for me?"
>You nod.
>"Then yes, I am."
>You continued your heated make out session, your hands roaming Octavia's body as she rested on your chest.
>The scent of her musky yet sweet arousal was growing stronger by the moment.
>To your shock, you felt her dig her hooves into the bed and begin to grind against your own arousal, the mare shaking and moaning slightly.
>You wanted nothing more to pin her down and ravage her, but you did promise her you'd take it at her pace, not yours.
>You sighed when she broke the kiss, watching her as she grabbed the bottom of your shirt, sliding it up your body and off.
>You shivered as she placed tender kisses down your chest, trailing down to where your erection stood proud against the inside of your pants.
"Octavia..."
>"Shhh..." she whispered.
>You watched her closely, your heart beginning to race in anticipation as she gently began to nuzzle your hard-on through your pants, planting a kiss right on the head.
>You felt it turn to diamonds as you saw she was staring directly at you as she kissed it.
"Do you need my help?
>She shook her head.
>You watched her as she undid your belt, unzipping your pants with her teeth.
>She dug her hooves into the hem of your pants, pulling them down and allowing your aching erection to spring forth.
>You swallowed hard as she examined it, blushing heavily.
>"So this is what a human male's looks like..."
"Is... is it okay?"
>"I can tell you it looks much sleeker than a stallion's."
>You blink at her response.
"You've seen another stallion's penis?"
>"I did take health classes in school, you know."
>That made sense.
"Right, sorry..."
>"It's alright... now just relax..."
>You shuddered when she gently blew air along your shaft, the moisture in her breath warm and soothing.
>Your eyes rolled back into your head when you felt her nuzzle it gently, planting tiny kisses all along the shaft and down to the base, gently cradling your balls in a hoof.
>You have no idea what you did to deserve this, but you were thankful nonetheless.
 
>You shut your eyes, throwing your head back as Octavia continued to tease your manhood.
>As much as you were enjoying the teasing, you quietly wished she would start working with it.
>To your delight, you felt her lips gently wrap around the head, gently suckling on it.
>Her wide, flat tongue ran against the tip, lapping up a small bead of pre that had collected there.
>She stopped for a moment, pondering the taste.
>"A little salty..."
"Is that bad?"
>"No, not really..." she said, planting another kiss on your tip. "It's actually quite nice..."
>You feel your face grow warm in a blush, looking into her eyes as she finally began to work you over.
>She gently slid your rod into her mouth, the sensation of her tongue and breath driving you wild.
>You sigh slightly, reaching down and stroking her ear as she bobbed her head up and down, taking your whole length in her mouth down to the base.
>This feels far better than how you imagined it would.
"Amazing..."
>As if to acknowledge your words, Octavia begins to hum as she works you over, sending intense vibrations through your shaft.
>You let out a gasp, the sensations pushing you along in ways you didn't think were possible.
>You could feel the fire churning in your loins as Octavia's movements slowly become more energetic.
>You begin to pump your hips slightly, matching her movements as you feel a familiar sensation beginning to build.
>Your breathing goes ragged, your heart pounding in your chest as Octavia hurries you along to your destination.
"Tavi... I'm close..."
>"It's okay... just give it to me," she says, stopping for a moment then continuing.
>You can feel the pressure rising as you race towards the finish.
"I-I'm..."
>You go quiet as you finally unleash in Octavia's mouth, your essence flowing forth in thick, hot strands in her waiting maw.
>She blinks in surprise as she suddenly finds her mouth filled, swallowing as much as she can, leaving not one drop.
>She then winks at you as your jaw drops.
>You lay back, breathing heavily as you rode out what pleasure remained.
>Octavia climbed up next to you, smiling bashfully.
>"Was that good...?"
"Unbelievably so..."
>Octavia smiles at you, blushing at the compliment.
>"The taste is a little odd, but... I think I can get used to it..."
>Something about the way she said that made you stand at attention, ready and raring to go.
"Now it's my turn."
>"What do you mean your-" Octavia started, but gasped when you rolled her onto her back.
>You peppered her cheeks and neck with kisses, feeling her squirming underneath your form.
>"A-Anon!" she gasped.
>You continued to kiss down her neck, leaving a trail down her chest and belly, all the while running your hands down her sides to her hips.
>Your hands ran along the contours of her stifles, running over to the sides where her cutie marks sat on her flanks.
>You came to a stop, finding her hooves pressed down over her crotch.
"Honey... it's alright, you can trust me."
>"I... I'm a little nervous. It's never been looked at directly before, aside from my doctor..."
>You gingerly took one of her hooves in your hands, kissing her pastern and stroking her pad with a thumb lovingly.
"Whenever you're ready, sweetheart."
>After a few moments, Octavia slowly moved her other hoof, revealing to you her heated, wet marehood.
>You lean downward, taking in the scent of her arousal, her clit winking in and out as her body continued to express her desire.
>You gently plant a kiss across her lips, Octavia's entire body shuddering from the contact.
"I haven't even gotten started."
>"That... that..." she breathed.
"Shhh..."
>You gently spread her legs a little wider, stroking her thighs to relax her as you gently ran your tongue along her outer labia, the mare twitching and shuddering in what you imagined was delight.
>"Please... let me know when you're going to-!!!"
 
>You normally wouldn't praise yourself for much, but right now, you feel like a king.
>You dug your tongue between Octavia's tender folds, tasting her arousal and making the mare's body squirm with pure pleasure.
>You probed her petals, running the tip of your tongue in the spaces between them, teasing her entrance repeatedly, as if to tell her what was coming.
>As you worked her with your tongue, you traced your fingers down her inner thigh until they reached her clit, gently pressing against it.
>Octavia let out a low whine, her back arching slightly at the touch.
>You look up at her, catching her with a glazed look in her eyes and a slightly goofy look on her face.
"You're enjoying this, huh?"
>The only answer she could muster was a nod.
>With that, you returned to your work, this time deciding to swap places with your hand.
>You teased her entrance with your middle finger, this time wrapping your lips around her clit, causing her to bring her hooves to her mouth to prevent from squealing in pleasure.
>You pressed your finger against her entrance, feeling it slip inside, causing Octavia's body to seize up from the pleasure.
>You could feel the sheer heat and pressure of her interior, writhing and coiling around your finger, as if to milk it for whatever it could.
>You then began to suckle on her clit as you slowly pumped your finger in and out of her, Octavia being forced to bite down on her hoof to keep from yelling out in pleasure.
>You continued working her over, Octavia finally succumbing to the pleasure and beginning to moan and whine.
>"Mmmh... A-Anon... right there..."
>You acknowledged her, the mare eliciting a powerful moan at your actions.
>As you worked, you could feel her bucking her hips against you trying to grind out what pleasure she could.
>You could feel her nearing her orgasm as her walls began to constrict tighter and grow hotter and wetter, her body beginning to shake and her voice reduced to a whimper.
>"A-Anon... I'm..."
>You heeded her words carefully, paying as much attention to her clit as possible to bring her over the edge.
>You felt her body suddenly seize up, every muscle tightening as she let out a long whimper.
>You opened your mouth as wide as you could, feeling her juices coat your tongue.
>After a few moments, her entire body relaxed, save for the heavy rising and falling of her chest.
>You savored her taste; tart, yet a little sweet. Either way, it was better than what you expected.
>You climbed up, resting on your elbows as you gently kissed her, the mare wrapping her forelegs around your shoulders.
"Having a good time?"
>Octavia blushed demurely. "I am..."
"Do you think you're ready for the next step?"
>Octavia paused, then nodded.
>"Just... be gentle with me. This is my first time, after all..."
"It's okay, it's my first time, too. I had been waiting to share it with someone I was planning on spending my life with and... well..."
>Octavia blinked, her face turning a bright shade of pink.
>"You... want to spend your life with... me?"
>You nod, smiling.
>"Oh, Anon... I've never been told anything so sweet before..."
"Only for you."
>You kiss her again, this time holding her tightly.
>Once you broke the kiss, you got on your knees, gently propping the head of your erection against her entrance, causing her to whimper.
>With gentle care, you eased yourself inside her. The feeling was indescribable.
>Her interior gripped you tightly, the wetness and heat beyond what you had felt earlier.
>You could even feel her heartbeat through your shaft.
>You pushed forward slightly, feeling an obstruction.
"Octavia... I'm going to push, through, okay?"
>"Hold me... please..."
>You did as she asked, wrapping your arms around her as she gripped you tightly.
"Ready, sweetheart?"
>She nodded, and so you began to push against her hymen. Eventually, you punched through it, Octavia giving a small gasp.
>You felt your heart ache as you saw her bite her lip to deal with the pain.
>You held her tightly, Octavia wrapping her rear legs around your waist and biting her lip to fight the pain.
"It's okay, I'm right here... I won't move until you're okay, alright?"
>Octavia swallowed hard, nodding.
>You moved your hand to her face, gently wiping away a stray tear with your thumb.
"You can cry if you want to... it's just me here, no one else."
>"It's okay... I'm a big filly, I can handle it..."
>You admired her tenacity. It was something that had attracted you to her in the first place.
>"Thank you..."
"For what?"
>"For being so sweet with me..."
"Why wouldn't I be?"
>"Well... most stallions would just have their way and be done, right?"
"I'm not most men, or stallions."
>"That's true... I'm very lucky."
"I'm the lucky one... if not for you, I don't know where I'd be."
>"What do you mean?"
"If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't have taken my violin work seriously... I wouldn't have pushed myself to impress you, and I wouldn't have gotten to where I am today. I owe all of that to you..."
>Octavia blushed. "Anon..."
"No, it's true... and every day I'm with you, I..."
>"You what?"
>You rolled your words around in your head before deciding to let them out.
"I fall more and more in love with you. I love you so much, Tavi. You are what I've been looking for my whole life."
>Octavia was stunned by your words. While you had certainly expressed that you cared about each other, and you did mention earlier that you loved her deeply, you had yet to actually exchange I love yous with her.
>"Anon..." she said softly, tears welling in her eyes. "I love you, too..."
>You smiled, feeling your heart soar at her words, leaning forward and kissing her again.
>After a passionate, fiery kiss, Octavia looked into your eyes, smiling warmly.
>"Take me... make me yours."
"Is that what you truly want?"
>"More than anything..." she said as she planted a kiss on your forehead.
"I'm going to start moving, okay?"
>"I'm ready..."
>With that, you slowly began to pump your hips, sliding deeper into Octavia, who no longer recoiled from the pain, but instead sighed from the pleasure.
>Whatever concerns you had about your size quickly vanished when you bottomed out in her, feeling her other end pressing snugly against the head of your length.
>"It's... so filling..."
"...Y'know, you can be really hot when you want to be."
>"Hush, you..." she said with a cute smile.
"There won't be much hushing tonight."
>You punctuated this with a small thrust, causing Octavia to let out an explosive gasp.
>"Anon!" she chided, gently smacking your shoulder with a hoof.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry! That was just too cute!"
>You only smiled at her when she fell silent, blushing harder than ever.
>"It... it felt good, is all..."
"Well, it's about to get better..."
>With all conversation ceased, you began to take charge, thrusting yourself into Octavia as forcefully as she could handle.
>Every thrust, every movement, Octavia could feel.
>"I... can feel... your heart beating..."
"It's beating for you..."
>Octavia smiled, pulling you into a kiss as you slowly picked up the pace.
>Octavia felt better than anything you could have even remotely imagined. While you had bottomed out in her and her with you, it felt as though it kept trying to suck you in.
>A feeling you could definitely get used to.
>You drove yourself as deeply as your body would allow, picking up the pace, the gentle sound of your balls smacking against her rump and her reactions being the only sounds you could noticeably hear.
"I'm gonna try something, okay?"
>"What? What are you going to-!?"
>You bring your hands down to her hips, hoisting her up at a sharper angle.
>One that she felt immediately the moment you thrust into her.
>Octavia's mouth hung open, as if frozen.
>You had hit her deep enough to partially bump the opening of her cervix.
>"...Do... that... again..."
"With pleasure."
>You reared back, thrusting deep within Octavia, your head bumping against her back wall, the mare practically yelling out in pleasure.
>"Oh, yes Anon! Just like that!"
>Hearing her call out your name turned you on more than anything prior to this moment.
>You kept your even pace, letting both yourself and her enjoy the ride, until Octavia started to squirm in your grip.
"You alright, love?"
>"Just rut me already! Fuck me like you're claiming me!"
>If there were some sort of legendary algorithm for unlocking a way to become even more erect than you were right now, they may as well just mail you the Nobel Peace Prize now.
"Yes ma'am!"
>You turned up the intensity, now aggressively thrusting against her hips, as if trying to dig through her cervix with all your strength.
>"Oh sweet heavens YES!" Octavia cried out, biting her lower lip.
>You smirked, continuing to pound her over and over, the bed rocking along with you as you laid claim to what was yours.
>You could feel that familiar pressure in your loins beginning to build, and judging by how Octavia was shaking in your grip, she wasn't too far off either.
>You took on a more feverish pace, the mare being forced to grip onto your shoulders to hold on.
>You could feel the pressure building inside her, gripping you tightly and trying to milk you for all you were worth.
>As you felt your climax rapidly approaching, you gasped as you felt Octavia wrap her hind legs around your waist, forcing you in deeper.
>"Give it to me, Anon! All of it! Fill me up!"
>You gave a short nod as you thrust into her as hard as you possibly could, Octavia screaming in pleasure.
>"Just... a little... more..." Octavia begged.
>You breathed heavily, feeling your own orgasm nearing closer and closer.
"Are... are you ready?"
>"Yes! Give it to me!"
>You thrust forward as hard as you could, Octavia squeezing your hips with her rear legs as hard as she could as the two of you hit your climaxes together.
>You had barely managed to push against her cervix when you came, giving her a near-direct injection of your seed straight into her waiting womb.
>Every time you pumped out more of your seed, Octavia whined and whimpered, her own marejuices drenching your crotch and dripping off your balls.
>She gripped your head tightly with her forelegs, burying your face in her chest.
>This being your second orgasm of the night, you put out so much cum you were certain your balls would soon follow.
>After a few intense moments, the two of you relaxed, Octavia's body going slack beneath you.
>You came to rest just on top of her, the two of you still united down below.
>You looked up at her, meeting her gaze.
"Can we just... lay like this for a bit?"
>Octavia smiled. "I'd love to."
>You smiled in return, laying your head across her chest, listening to her heart beating.
"Hey, Tavi?"
>"Yes Anon?"
"I love you."
>"I love you, too..." she responded softly, running a hoof along your back.
>"If there is one thing that is a little sad about all this... is that we can't exactly have children..."
>You pondered her words. It was true. Humans and ponies simply couldn't breed.
"That may be true... but..."
>You then smiled, looking up at her.
"I'm sure we can still give a little colt or filly, or maybe even a little boy or girl a home."
>"You mean...?"
"Yup! If we can't have one of our own, then why not find one we can give a home?"
>"You'd be willing to raise a family with me?"
>You gave a small chuckle.
"I already said I wanted to spend my life with you, why wouldn't I want to raise a pony or child with you?"
>The only answer you got was a big, beautiful smile.
>Some time had passed since the bad altercation with your father.
>You had since gone back to Equestria with Octavia, now closer than ever.
>The night at the hotel is a frequent conversation topic, the romance of that night having sparked a deeper, more intimate relationship between the two of you.
>Hearts and Hooves Day was now rapidly approaching.
>And by approaching, you realized it was today.
>You pondered what to get Octavia as you checked your account.
>You had been paid pretty handsomely for your last performance, and you were ready to spare no expense for her.
"Hmm... I wonder..."
>You thought about her hobbies, her interests, her passions... and then it hit you.
"Her cello! She loves maintaining her cello!"
>You leave the Conservatory, sneaking off towards Bluegrass' music store.
>You enter, making your way to the counter.
"Hey Bluegrass!"
>"Howdy Anon! How can I help you?"
"I need your best canister of wood varnish."
>"You mean the Epifanes? That's like a sixty bit can of varnish."
"That's the one."
>"Do you know how to varnish a cello?"
"Believe me, the pony I'm gifting this to knows how to varnish a cello."
>Bluegrass then smiled.
>"This is for Octavia, isn't it?"
>You smirk.
"Sure is."
>"She's gonna love it. She's always wanted to try this one, but she always felt it was too expensive."
"Well, today's the day she gets what she wants."
>"Good on you, pal. Because you're making it a gift, I'll shave some bits off the price and round it down to fifty."
"Thanks, Bluegrass."
>You bump your fist against his hoof and pay him.
>"Anytime Anon. You're a good guy and you keep me in business, so this is my way of thanking you for it."
"You got it bud!"
>You made your way out of the store, heading to a nearby gift shop to get it wrapped.
>Octavia's gonna love this... you thought, looking at your now wrapped gift.
>You headed home, unaware of what awaited you.
 
>As you make your way home, gift in hand, you find yourself face to face with Derpy.
>"Hi there, Mr. Anon!"
"Hey Derpy. What's going on?"
>"Not much today, I do have a package for you, though!"
"For me?"
>"Yup, from the human world!"
>She places a small package in your hands, smiling all the while.
"Thanks Derpy, how much do I owe you?"
>"Oh, don't worry about it! You're always so nice to me when you see me, so it's on me this time! Happy Hearts and Hooves Day!"
"Same to you!"
>You watch Derpy fly off, taking a seat on a nearby park bench to examine the package.
>You read the label: 'To Anon, From-'
"Dad...?"
>You tear it open, finding an envelope inside.
>You open the envelope, finding a hand-written letter inside, along with another small package.
>You unfold the letter and begin to read.
 
>"Dear Anon, I hope this letter finds you well. I know that you and I have not been on speaking terms since you left, and admittedly, I can both understand and respect why. I am writing this letter so that we can put this behind us. After much reflection and introspection, I see that my actions that night were terribly unbecoming and very hurtful not only to Octavia, but to you my son, and for that, I cannot apologize enough. I know I have been hard on you throughout your life, but that is only because I have such a desire to see you succeed and flourish into your own man. To my surprise and delight, it would seem you have already done so on your own. While I may not have expressed it that night, I was proud of you. You stood firm in your belief and held your position with conviction. You love Octavia, that much is obvious, and I refuse to drive away my only son because of a social norm. That said, I hope that you can find it in your heart someday to forgive me.
 
That aside, it was brought to my attention through your mother that you plan on proposing to Octavia. Enclosed is a small gift from me to the both of you. In it, is your late grandmother's engagement ring. I know how much my mother meant to you, so I felt that you should have it. I know she cannot wear it in the traditional manner, but if Octavia is to be my daughter-in-law, then she deserves nothing short of the best. Once you have proposed, come see me personally and we will work out the financial details.
 
Love always,
Dad"
 
>Your hands were shaking.
>Your vision was blurred.
>It took every last ounce of willpower not to burst into tears.
>Your father's words had gone straight to your heart as you held your grandmother's ring in your open palm, touching it to your heart.
>You remember her telling you that if you ever found someone you love enough you'd stand against anyone to keep them, to give them her ring.
>You bowed your head, letting a few tears hit the dirt beneath your feet.
>You took a seat on a nearby rock, taking deep breaths to calm yourself down.
>You wiped your face, examining the gift you had just bought for her.
"Well... she's in for one hell of a Heart's and Hooves Day..."
>You grip the ring firmly.
>You get up off the rock, making your way to the nearby jewelry store.
>You enter, finding a pretty mare behind the counter.
>"Hello! Welcome to Diamond Cut's, I am Trilliant Rose."
"Hello Miss Rose, I have a favor to ask you.
>"Of course, ask away."
>You pull the old amethyst ring, passing it to the mare.
>"Why sir, this is absolutely beautiful! Just by looking at it I can see this was not an easy find.
"It was my grandmother's."
>"She had excellent taste. Would you like me to appraise it?"
"No thank you... I would like to see if you could maybe fashion it into an earring."
>"An earring? But don't humans wear them on their... erm, fingers? Is that the right term?"
"Yes, and it's not for a human... it's for my marefriend. I want to propose to her."
>The mare's eyes lit up with excitement.
>"Oh, I'm sure she'll adore this! What we can do is rework the band to have a clasp. Are her ears pierced?"
"Not that I've seen."
>"A magnetic clasp it is."
"How much do I owe you?"
>"Because it's for an engagement and because this is such a lovely ring, I'll mark it down a bit. We can do it for a hundred bits."
"Done deal."
>You grab your checkbook, scrawling out the check and handing to her.
>"Excellent! It'll be ready for you soon!"