Saga of Nimiri

--This takes place at the same time as Part 1 of the Saga of Nimiri—

Rarity was broken. That was the only explanation Spike had for what she was now. Ever since half of her closest friends vanished on that day the formerly particular and vain pony had become a hollow shell of herself. Spike intervened and kept her business from failing by combining Fluttershy’s “freaky” knowledge of sewing and urge to keep busy with Rarity’s huge catalog of designs he was able to keep Rarity’s dream alive even when she was only a shadow. Spike’s time was split between working with the diamond dogs to provide the shop with more gems than ever and caring for Rarity herself.

She wouldn't let anyone except Spike into her room and very rarely went outside anymore. Spike would spend his first hour of everyday styling her mane and tail. It had taken him a month to learn how to do it right, but she looked exactly as she used to now save for the sadness in her eyes. She blamed herself for what had happened even though nobody else did. Rarity had convinced herself that somehow she had failed her friends and Celestia at the critical moment and that was why she was the only unicorn there that day that wasn't gone now.

“Hold me, Spike. Please help me forget for a while.” This is what she would ask him every night and at first it was a dream come true, but eventually he realized he was a crutch for her and not a lover. If Rarity needed a crutch, he would be there for her.

He slid into bed behind her glad of every inch he had grown that now his body was as long as hers. He wrapped his arms around her and for the next hour kissed along her mane and reminded her how beautiful she still was and always would be to him. His claws scratched gently through her soft coat pausing to gently pinch a nipple. Rarity hissed like she always did when he did this and the young dragon couldn't help but smirk at how easily he could play her body now. “ Don't tease, Spike. Not tonight.”

Spike nodded, gripped her rear leg and in one quick motion he had rolled her on her back and positioned himself behind her. Her tail was trapped under his butt and he had a hind leg in either hand so that her treasures were displayed before him. He traced a claw around her puckered anus and waited for the wink that always followed and sure enough her clit began popping in and out with a quiet sucking sound only Spike’s hearing could hear. The pinkish/purple nub of flesh always stirred something deep inside of Spike and he felt his cock slide out from between his cloaca. It had grown every bit as much as the rest of him and was nearly as thick as his forearm.

He was in no hurry to end the evening and instead wetted two fingers with his spit before slipping them inside the tight, dark-purple ring of her ass. He watched the puckered flesh push in and out with each of his thrusts. Right on cue the winking of her clit was joined by a bubbly liquid that dribbled down to her ass. Spike pushed his fingers all the way into her and let the liquid slowly pool in his palm. It took time, but Spike was patient and before he knew it her ass was dripping with the collected juices of her pussy. It was time for Spike to make his move as he positioned the dripping end of his cock at the shiny ring and he pushed inside. He savored every inch of his flesh slowly burying itself into her ass until he was pressed tight against her.

Rarity made quiet little whimpering noises and watched every move Spike made as he had his way with her body. She winced as his massive length of dragon meat was pushed into her ass. Sweet Celestia it felt good. Spike caressed her sides as she shuddered and twitched. He knew better than to talk to her now.  Experience had taught him that nothing he could say at this moment would not end in tears from Rarity, instead he just slowly slid in and out of her tight, squeezing ass. Her muscles contracted and tried their best to push the intruder from her body, but all they did was enhance the pleasure of every moment he was inside of her.

Dragon orgasms were intense and long affairs and Spike was no exception. He began to spurt his seed inside his equine lover and within moments it was spilling out onto the bed. His cock twitched and jumped for nearly twenty minutes before Spike was able to think of anything beyond the overpowering need to fill every inch of Rarity with his hot seed. By this time the bed and a large portion of Rarity’s hind flanks were coated with dragon seed. Rarity’s eyes were rolled back and her tongue lolled from the side of her mouth. Spike pulled out and admired his work. Her ass was stretched open and dripping a steady stream of frothy white cum while her eager pussy winked furiously.

The young dragon buried his snout into the purple lips, shoving his tongue deep inside the hot, wet tunnel. He snaked his tongue around her clit and sucked it between his razor sharp teeth. With the utmost care he rolled it between them with only enough pressure to drive the mare insane with pleasure. He didn't let up for a moment, alternating between pushing his tongue as deep as possible into her and nibbling her clit. Rarity writhed in agony and her body begged for release and Spike relented and climbed on top of her and shoved his cock deep into her slit. Rarity came instantly, screaming loudly. Spike held her close, letting himself slip out. He would not allow himself to cum in her mare slit. That he would save for the day she finally became Rarity again. For now he held her close.

“Thank you, Spike. I know how much you love me and someday I may forgive myself and love you back.”

“I know, Rarity, I know. Sleep now. I won't let go until you wake.”

This was how Spike ended every day. His dream had come true, but it was broken. Somehow, someday he would fix it.