Vinyl shorts: Donk's Donk


                                            Prompt:

                                            I want to put my face in Donk's donk to make Vinyl jealous and therefore win an argument with her.


                                            Green:

                                            >Be having an endless musical flavored debate with Vinyl.

                                            >Be pretty fed up arguing with her wubbiness at this point.

                                            >”Nah you’re wrong cause- oh.“

                                            >So you took your head and inserted it into the nearby cello players donk.

                                            >”O-oh my goodness, V-Vinyl what is he doing?”

                                            “Hffurm susufmm” You say into your warm face prison.

                                            >”He’s trying to win our fight.”

                                            >”But what does this have to do with anything!?”

                                            >”No no, he’s got a point.”

                                            “Mfhummb”

                                            >”What point is that!? Oh Celestia, he’s licking me.”

                                            >”Rrrgh, he’s ‘implying’ that my butt isn’t worthy enough for him anymore.”

                                            >Wiggling your head, you push further into Octavia to get a better angle of attack.

                                            >”I-I don’t think that’s how arguments are- ohhhh~”

                                            >”But it’s not gonna work Anon! I don’t care if you never touch my obviously better booty again! Wubstep is not a-“

                                            >”Ooh yessss keep arguing Vinyl! You’re making him do some absolutely delightful things~”

                                            >”I-it’s it’s own u-unique g-genre, and t-totally not-“

                                            >”Hahhhh~ Oh, oh my, this is divine! You two need to argue more frequently!”

                                            >Octavia seems to be getting into it now, pushing and rubbing back against you rhythmically.

                                            >”Y-you’re j-just t-t-too stupid! to-to g-get it!”

                                            >Your head is being pinned against a wall now, causing you to sink deeper into the cellists velvety confines.

                                            >”Yes! Right there, rrrrrrrright- there!”

                                            >”Okay! I give! You’re right!” Vinyl cries, pulling you free from Octavia’s rear into the cool air.

                                            “I knew you’d see it my way.”

                                            >”Yeah, yeah. Now get your face back over here where it belongs.”

                                            >”But I thought- I was going to- oh dear, I’ve made quite a mess of myself.”