The Dragon in Twilight

-4-

Spike spent most of the day either cleaning or going around Ponyville to hang out with a couple of his friends. A few hours had passed by the time he returned to the library, wondering what Twilight was up to. He casually strolled inside, only to find that Twilight wasn't around. He took a few steps before noticing there was a note laid down on the table in the center of the library. When he walked up to it and picked it up to read it.

Dear Spike,

I have gone with Fluttershy to help her document some new plant species she claims to have discovered on the edge of the Everfree Forest. I may be gone for a while, so there's some gemstones in the kitchen in the #3 pantry as well as a few books for you to put away before I get back, if you get back before I do, that is. Please take care of those things if you can get the chance!

~Twilight Sparkle

Spike looked over to his left after placing the note down, noticing the stack of books Twilight had mentioned. He was just about to go organize them when he then noticed Twilight's saddlebags sitting next to her coat hanger. Spike began to recall what he saw earlier in the day, that mysterious book that she took the time to wrap up and quickly stuff away. He figured it could just be an older book, but it didn't seem that way from the quick glimpse he got. He contemplated sorting the books real fast, but there weren't that many, and a short investigation wasn't going to take long. Ultimately he went decided to see what the book was about, and if it was some old, delicate book, he would simply put it back and it would be over with.

Spike approached Twilight's saddlebags and opened one of them up. Immediately he found what he was looking for; a square shaped object wrapped up in the same material he saw Twilight wrap that book in. Spike hesitantly took the book out, fearing that he might be getting himself into something that Twilight would scold him for later. But he figured he just might be able to get away with it if he simply took a quick peak. No harm done, right?

He removed the wrapping material and dropped it back in the saddlebag before he took a good look at the book. It wasn't large, but it was thick and had a soft cover to it, meaning it was probably another one of Twilight's fiction novels that she liked to read. When he turned to the cover, he found the title to be a bit perplexing.

“The Dragon in Twilight?” He read aloud. “Is Twilight reading a story about dragons? That actually sounds kind of cool... I wonder why she wouldn't tell me about it.”

Spike opened the book and took a look at the first few pages before he turned to chapter 1 and began to read. When it comes to reading, Twilight and Spike were different in a few areas. Twilight usually reads slow, almost as if she was speaking every word out in her mind as she read along which allowed her to analyze the words she was taking in better. Spike was a faster reader, he was able to almost skim through paragraphs and be able to retain most of what had happened or been explained.

This is exactly what he did for the few couple of pages, reading through them at a quick pace in order to figure out what the book was really about. He didn't read many fiction books, let alone novels, so he never thought to look on the back for any sort of description.

The first few pages were, in Spike's interpretation, boring. It was mostly filled with descriptions and boring scenes of some mare going about her daily life. In the midst of his rising boredom with the book, he remembered the note, and most importantly his task that he had to complete.

He was about to forget about the book when he reached a part in it about a dragon, and how the villagers had said that they saw a dragon terrorize one of the outlying farms. Spike was a bit curious once more, but decided he would do his chore first, maybe have a snack as well, and then continue reading the book at a later time. He hoped that dragons weren't the bad guys in the book though, he didn't like some of the negative thoughts that some ponies seemed to aim towards his kind.

After re-wrapping the book and putting it away, Spike got busy putting away the few books that were left out. Once done, he got into the kitchen, grabbed the small pile of gemstones in the cabinet, and took them out to the main library as his snack. He worked on just sweeping up the place and tidying up in general while eating his gems for about ten minutes before Twilight finally got back.

“Spike, I'm home!” Twilight called out as she came through the door, levitating a few pieces of paper with her.

“Hey Twilight, welcome back.”

“Thanks,” Twilight replied as she floated the papers to her desk and looked around, noticing the books she left out were gone. “I see you got my note, right?”

“Of course! All the books are back in place and I already ate those gems you left me. I just decided to start tidying things up around here while you were gone.”

“That's very thoughtful of you, Spike,” Twilight smiled as she approached her assistant. “I'm so lucky to have such a good assistant as you!”

“Aww, shucks Twi,” Spike smiled as the two hugged lightly.

“So, did you have fun around Ponyville?” Twilight asked as she pulled back and began trotting toward one of the book shelves.

“Yup! Spent the day hanging out with friends, eating a few cupcakes with Pinkie, ya know, that sort of stuff.”

“Good!” Twilight beamed as she levitated a few books out and brought them over to her desk.

“How was your documenting plants thing with Fluttershy?”

“Oh, it went very well. Turns out it wasn't a new species of plant, but actually a very rare one that didn't have much data on it,” Twilight said as she levitated up the pages she had brought in with her. “I got all the pages with me right here, each with detailed descriptions, illustrations, and other notes.”

“Neat, sounds like you had fun.”

“Sure did!” Twilight smiled happily as she began reading one of her books.

Spike and Twilight went about their own things for a few minutes before Spike began to think about what he had read in Twilight's book. Twilight was studying, as usual, but Spike was cleaning, so his mind was allowed to wander and think while he performed such methodical tasks.

It didn't take him long for his mind to revolve around what he read about dragons, but he wondered what Twilight was thinking. Maybe Twilight deep down thought the same way about them, but just wouldn't tell him. Maybe the reason she had him cleaning so much was because she thought she didn't really like dragons. No, that couldn't be it, it was obvious Twilight loved him, but still, Spike wanted a few answers.

“Hey, Twilight?” Spike asked as he walked up to the lavender unicorn.

“Yes Spike?” Twilight replied, still looking towards her book.

“I was wondering, what's your opinion on dragons?”

“My opinion on dragons?” Twilight looked at him in slight confusion. “What do you mean?”

“Like... do you think we're, I dunno, kind of mean and scary?”

“Mean and scary? Well, there are some mean and scary ones out there... but not all of them are like that I'm sure.”

“What about other ponies? Do you think I, or another dragon would just come to a farm and start wrecking everything?”

“Um, I don't think so...” Twilight paused, thinking for a moment before looking at her assistant. “Spike, what are you getting at?”

“Uh, nothing really, just a thought I had for some reason...”

“Um, alright then...” Twilight had her eyebrow raised as she watched Spike walk away and continue his cleaning.

She was curious as to why Spike would come out of the blue and ask such a question, but then again, it wasn't too uncommon for him to come out and start asking some crazy things every now and then, so she let it slide.

The rest of the day went like any other sort of day, nothing too out of the ordinary for either of them. Spike turned in early, just like he always did, and Twilight was left alone downstairs to her studies. Owlowiscious came down soon afterwords to help with the night shift, and everything was still normal. That is, however, until Twilight finished her studying.

“Hey Owlowiscious, could you do me a favor?” Twilight asked, looking up at the owl with an unusually innocent look.

“Who?”

“Could you fly over to Fluttershy's cabin real fast and see if you can't find a piece of paper about some new plants her and I went to document earlier today? It should be somewhere outside still just around her cabin. Think you can get that for me?”

“Who.” Owlowiscious promptly spread his wings into the air and left the library, off on his mission to find Twilight's paper.

What he didn't know was that the paper Twilight was talking about was already in her possession. She just wanted to get him out of the library for a while so she could read her new novel, which was turning out to be a very interesting story. Owlowiscious doesn't like it when he disappoints Twilight, so she figured he will probably be out there for maybe even a couple hours searching for that paper. Twilight felt bad for a moment tricking her other assistant like that, but in the end determined that the fresh air would be good for him.

Twilight cantered over to her saddlebags and opened one of them up, pulling her special book out of its wrapping and setting it beside her. She went and got herself a blanket, a small drink, and a candle, and set them all around her as she dove right back into her story.

For half an hour, Twilight read on in peace. However, she was not alone. Up the stairs to her bedroom, Spike was not sleeping. In fact, he was wide awake and peeking out the door of the bedroom which he cracked open ever so slightly. Spike knew something was up with Twilight and that book. She had never seen her take such an interest in a book of fiction before, and wanted to see if he could find anything more about it.

He had never fallen asleep when he went upstairs. He wanted to go to bed, but for some reason he didn't feel like sleeping. It was bothering him, and he decided to start writing in his journal up until he heard Twilight talking to Owlowiscious. Listening in, Spike heard what she said, and immediately got suspicious since he saw her with all the papers earlier that day. That was when Spike knew something was up, and sure enough when he peeked out of the door, he saw her open up the cover of that same book he had looked in earlier.

From then on Spike watched in silence, determined to figure out what the big deal was with that book. If it was secret enough for Twilight to trick Owlowiscious out like that, he knew it had to be something big. So he watched as she read on. It was incredibly boring, Spike nearly dozing off a few times right up against the door. He was about to go back and try to get some sleep, which would have been easy by then, but something caught his attention.

Twilight began to shift a bit in her blankets while she whispered to herself, a smile creeping onto her face. Spike's interest peaked again, his eyes opening fully to see what was going on. He listened closely, and he was able to hear a bit of her mumbling.

“Y-you... you came back for me...” Rosalina whispered, looking up at the dragon who had her craddled in his arms.

“I'm so sorry Rosalina, I never meant for this to happen...” Rubin replied as he carried Rosalina away from the burning barn and into the cover of the dark forest.

“I thought you didn't love me Sir Rubin... I thought you had ran away from me...”

“It myself I was running away from,” Rubin replied as he looked up past the canopy to the night sky. “I tried to run from who I truly was... I couldn't accept myself on the outside, I appeared to everypony to be a monster...”

“Oh Rubin...”Rosalina lifted her hoof and placed it on his scaly cheek. “You know I only care about what's on the inside... about what's in your heart.”

“Rosalina...” Rubin whispered as he continued on into the forest.

The two nuzzled for a while as he kept walking, eventually coming to a stop next to a creek. The ground was soft there, just moist enough to provide comfort while at the same time not getting their bodies damp from sitting on the grass around it. Rubin had set Rosalina down, but she did not leave his grasp. He curled his scaled body around her, cradling her close to him as they embraced each other.

“I Love you, Rubin...” Rosalina whispered as she brought her muzzle up to his chin.

“As I love you, my dear Rosalina...” he replied, bringing his head down and kissing her lips deeply.

The two continued kissing, their lips locked in a deep, passionate embrace while their bodies began to feel around against each other.

“Mmm, Rubin...” Twilight whispered softly, sliding her hoof down between her haunches as she read into the following sex scene. A vibrant blush appeared on her face as she kept reading through the story, a soft smile still present. Slowly her hoof began to fiddle lightly with the lips of her sex, pushing and feeling them around as sort of a response to the foreplay in the story.

She sighed softly as a warming wave of pleasure swept through her, biting down on her lower lip as she continued to play with herself. Her hips moved and adjusted to her hoof while the other hoof gripped onto the blanket. Her rump bobbed up and down a little as she slid the corner of her hoof in between the lips, making it stroke against her at whichever speed she liked. She moaned softly, careful not to make too much noise with Spike asleep upstairs.

But Spike was not asleep. He was watching Twilight, watching with the biggest blush he had ever had on his face. He watched Twilight squirm around in her bed, and heard her low moans and mumbles. He didn't quite understand everything he was feeling, only that it was sort of similar to how he felt around Rarity. It was because of this that he continued to watch and listen to Twilight as she continued to please herself on the floor.

Spike was young, but he wasn't completely ignorant to too many adult things. He had heard a few jokes and some slang from the guys, but he simply never really gave it too much thought. It was a whole other thing to watch one of the things he had heard being played out, and not by just any mare, but by Twilight Sparkle herself.

His mind was acting strange, going against him as it plastered pictures and short scenes in his head as to what was going on under those blankets. His blush intensified as Twilight moaned louder, watching her use both hooves down under the blanket. It was then that he felt something on himself, a tight pressure between his legs. Looking down, he saw that he was beginning to grow from watching the display. He didn't think it possible, but he imagined that what Twilight was doing might actually be infectious!

“D-don't stop, oohh...!” Twilight allowed herself to moan just a bit louder as she repeated a line from Rosalina in the book.

Her magic was focused on her tail as she rubbed it against her slit, trying her best to use it to mimic the motions of a long, slithery dragon tongue.

His tongue swirled and lapped against her tender pussy, the forked end tickling at the tips of her lips while he worked. One of his claws kept a firm grasp on one of her legs while the other slid gently up and down her belly, soothing her further while seeming to allow the waves of pleasure to travel further throughout her.

“Ah, Sir Rubin, it's, it-Aaah!” She moaned out sharply, feeling the dragon's tongue slither into her suddenly, feeling its way against her inner walls.

She dug her front hooves into the ground, her breath heavy as her eyes squeezed shut. The sensation poured through her like a raging river, splashing over every part of her while her hips turned and bucked slightly, never before experiencing such pleasure.

He didn't stop, and it seemed like he wouldnt for the longest time as he continued to lather her inside and outside, her wetness dripping down as she could feel a premature climax beginning to stroll in.

“Y-you're not the only one...” Twilight whispered under her breath as she did her best to work her magic on her own tail, forcing it to slither around inside herself as she laid on her back.

The feeling was uncomfortable at first, but her wetness coated her tail quickly and made it slippery, allowing it to be used much like a long tongue as she had desired. Her hips bucked a bit while her moans continued, mixed with her hot, moist breath as she tried her best to hold in her orgasm.

She never thought of trying this before, however the feeling was pleasing her more than her hooves ever had. But as she imagined the dragon's tongue more, her thoughts began substituting Spike in place of Rubin. She had tried filter it out, but the thought of him and his long, slithering tongue kept invading her mind.

Twilight eventually slid the blanket off of her, unable to take the heat her own body was putting out. She was covered in sweat, her coat dripping in some places while her cheeks stayed a rosy red. She moaned and wriggled her body more, absolutely loving the experience she was giving herself.

Spike couldn't help but feel himself as he watched. He had never seen Twilight like this before. Heck, he had never seen anypony do anything like this before! All he knew was that it was happening, with Twilight, and that his member was feeling so amazing when he stroked it with his claws. It was so tender, so sensitive to the touch that it pushed a shiver through him with almost every stroke.

He continued watching Twilight; he couldn't take his eyes off her. He ran his gaze over parts of her body, the scene before him making his tummy and lower body feel like they were going to squeeze into a tight ball, and the only thing he could do to relieve it was to stroke himself. It felt strange, but good. Very good in fact, much better than anything he had felt before. This wasn't the first time he had his member do this, but all the other times he just let it die down without touching it after feeling how sensitive it was.

But when he saw Twilight do it to herself, he tried to experiment on his own. His touch was gentle, but as he got the hang of it and saw Twilight get more rough with herself, he in turn picked up the pace as well. He began panting, his other claw braced against the wall right up against the side of the entrance as he continued to watch diligently. Whatever this book had in it to make Twilight act like that, Spike really wanted to know what it was then!

R-rubin! Oh, oooh!” Rosalina cried out in ecstasy as she bounced up and down.

Her rear slapped loudly with every bounce, every thrust that the dragon made up against her. She kept her balance on his lap, her front hooves held onto his chest while she worked her hips the best she could. His member was large, almost too large, barely able to squeeze into her all the way. But as it filled her up, it sent intense waves of pleasure through every inch of her body.

Sweat rolled down both their bodies, Rubin finding himself unable to hold back anything. His hips pounded up into Rosalina's tender pussy while his claws gripped onto the ground, holding his body firm in his overpowering fervor. His tail flopped down on the ground as his wings flapped and beat at the air, doing whatever they could to aid in the sexual motions.

“I'm close, I'm so close, Nnnnaah!” Twilight couldn't help herself, she hardly held back much of her moans as she worked on herself.

Both hooves were down between her haunches and stroking as hard as they could. Her tail was still inside, except instead of slithering her magic was forcing it to thrust inside of her in a rhythmic motion. She pounded it into herself while her hooves kept her lips pulled open and actively rubbing what they could, sending wave after wave of pleasure.

Her tongue dripped off the side of her mouth as she drooled lightly, her mind unable to comprehend much of anything except her own sexual fantasy. All she saw in her mind was Spike against her, embracing her, driving his large cock into her over and over. She couldn't reason with herself, her body overriding her mind and forcing that picture into her brain as it was the best image of a dragon she had.

Spike's hips were pushing back and forth, keeping pace with his claw that only stroked harder. His teeth grit down as he pumped harder, his cock pulsing each time. His breath was hot and his mouth was wide open, a bit of drool sliding down his chin along with beads of sweat that covered most of his body.

And yet he still watched, unable to look away, and he even found himself mentally picturing himself with Twilight. He connected his movements with hers, seeing his own body up against her and pounding himself in. He didn't know why, and he couldn't stop it. He experimented the same thought with Rarity, but he didn't like it that way.

Rarity was sweet, delicate, the gem of all gems to him. What he was imagining with Twilight was rough, it was coarse and beastly, a desire he thought only found in the most primal parts of his mind. But with Twilight delving her own thoughts into the matter, that was what allowed him to use her. It allowed him to follow in her hoofsteps in a sense, finding comfort in doing it and picturing himself with her because she was doing it herself.

“T-Twilight...”

“Oh Rosalina,” Rubin gasped between breaths. “I can't hold it, I'm going to, I'm, I'm...!”

“Give it to me Rubin!” Rosalina cried out in ecstasy. “Give it all to me, every drop! Oh yes, Yes!”

“Ah...! Mmm, don't stop, I'm so close...!” Twilight almost screamed as her body undulated violently, her rear slapping against the ground from the force as she felt her climax just a few moments away.

“I'm gonna, I'm gonna...!”

“Oooohh... ah!” Spike whispered under his breath, his whole body trembling as a new feeling pushed its way through him. The back of his nether region seemed to give in, as if a tube inside of him was beginning to release a pressure he had been building up all this time. There was no way he could stop it, it just came pushed through as he prepared for it to come out.

“Aaaaah! Rubin!”

“Oooh, Rosalina!”

“Mmmm, S-Spike...!”

“T-twi... Twilight!”

Without even realizing it, they both released their juices at the same time. Spike's shot out against the wall as he managed to turn it away from the door just in time. Twilight's pushed past her soaked tail and sprayed all over the floor and a few parts of her blanket. Both their backs were arched as they released, gasping as hard as they could while at the peak of sexual bliss.

Twilight laid back after a few long seconds, breathing as hard as she could as her limbs flopped against the floor. Her tail slid out and her magic stopped, her slit drenched and still dripping with her hot juices. She laid there for several minutes recovering, an exhausted smile on her face as she simply savored what she had experienced.

Spike leaned forward against the wall, hardly able to believe what he had just done. His shaft pulsed and quivered below him for a minute before it began to shrink, finally relieved after such an ordeal. He looked down at the mess he made on the wall, then looked around for a way to clean it up. He spotted a tissue box on one of the desks and quickly stepped towards it, still keeping his movements quiet as he got the tissues to clean the wall.

Twilight sighed in content and rolled over, looking at the mess she made. She blushed a bit in embarrassment, even though she knew nopony had seen what she did. She floated her blanket over the mess and used it to clean it up, then balled it up and tossed it to the side for later, intending to wash it tomorrow. She looked then at her still open book and flipped forward a page, seeing she was already just about at the end of the next chapter. Feeling herself pleasantly satisfied and at a relatively good stopping point, she memorized the page number and closed up the book. She then got it wrapped up back in the wrapping and yawned softly as she put it back in her saddlebag. It was time for her to go to bed.

Spike finished cleaning just in time to see Twilight put the book back in her saddlebag and turn towards the stairs. He panicked inwardly, grabbing the door and closing it as gently as he could in his haste. It didn't make any noise, but he hoped dearly that Twilight didn't see it. He then tiptoed back to his little bed, threw his blanket over himself, and curled up to look as asleep as he could. Only a few moments later he heard the door of the bedroom open and Twilight walk in. He heard Twilight pause, then her hoofsteps approaching him. He feared the worst; he feared that she had seen the door close, or maybe he missed a spot on the wall.

Twilight looked down at Spike, a soft smile on her face. She knew her earlier thoughts were foalish, that her little assistant couldn't do what she had just fantasized. Regardless, she wanted to do something for the little guy, even though she couldn't exactly figure out why. She leaned her head down over him, finding a part of his head exposed and giving it a soft kiss. She then pulled herself away and got herself into bed slowly, trying to be as quiet as she could.

Spike heard Twilight shift into bed, but that did not register in his mind. All he kept thinking about was the kiss... Twilight's kiss. It warmed his heart in a way he had never felt before, sort of like when he's with Rarity and she compliments him, only this not only warmed, but it tingled as it faded away. It left him with a smile at the end, his nervousness from before fading away as he quickly fell asleep soon after.