It was supposed to be easy, stop. That's all they had to do. Tell the truth, that's all she had to do. And keep quiet, that's all he had to do. But fate was cruel, fate was beautiful, fate was pure and innocent and Twilight Sparkle had to make an impossible choice.

(2 days earlier)

{Twilight's point of view}

He was slowly moving his hands along my thighs. Those big masculine hands knowing just where to grab, where to brush and where to push my buttons. He was handsome, his face the culmination of many lonely nights without the caress of a male over my skin. His eyes shining in the dim light were piercing with their deep gold color staring deep into my eyes. His skin was so rough to my touch I couldn’t help but love the feeling, his palms scratched at my skin every time he passed them over, touching me all over. It was good. It felt so right. It was bliss. His voice was speaking in a low and commanding voice making me shiver even more.

"Let me in." He said as he began pushing apart my thighs. I let him. He rubs along the lines of my underwear. Teasing at my flower each time he passed over it. I swear to Celestia, even through my clothes I could still feel his hands. OH!? He began slipping down the hem of my jeans, reaching below my panties, his fingers slowly caressing the folds of my pussy. Those rough fingers biting into my flesh as he danced around my clit. Jeez!! Just get to the good part already! As if answering my prayers he did. His index and ring finger had dug deep into my wet pussy in a swift but gentle push, while that magnificent thumb assaulted my clit. He was vigorous, with constant pressure, and reaching deeper inside me with every caress. It drove me wild! It would be perfect if it was real, but I knew better, it was an amazing fantasy. A fantasy to make me fall asleep. The same fantasy I was so used at playing in my lonely nights, I was already halfway done but this time it was different. It was short lived as a I had bounced in the air by an intruder.

“Twilight!!” I hear someone shout, the haze of pleasure still lingering in my head. “Are you okay?” It was Spike, his voice full of concern and worry. I had noticed too late the offensive hand that had sprung from under my sheet. Spike already held it gingerly in his. “What is this Twilight?” My mind was still trying to figure out why was Spike here and not in his room as he asked me that question. Gosh what do you say to a child when they find you in “The Act”, your fingers literally dripping with your essence? Nothing, absobuckinglutly nothing. Murmurs of deflection and half baked ideas poured from my mouth trying to elaborate some sort of half thought explanation as Spike did something completely unexpected, he licked my fingers.

Finishing up his licking a thin line of my juice was still connected to where his lips made contact with my fingers as he spoke, “It is salty,” He began taking another tentative lick, his eyes full of nothing but concern and worry as he did so. “A poison maybe?” Poison! Really what were they teaching hi... It was at that moment that my big brain remembered... I was always home schooling Spike. That one moment was all it took for Spike to run out of our room and begin looking through books for some cure for this “poison”. I wanted to honestly fix this mistake, to go and tell Spike that this wasn’t that big a deal... LIKE TARTARUS THAT WAS THE TRUTH! Spike just tasted me! He had licked the fingers that had just been vigorously rubbing inside me, and he had no idea what he had just done to me! How would I even begin to explain the complexity of reproduction to a child!! There was no way to do it... At the very least not one I felt comfortable with.

My thoughts ran wild for a few blissful moments before a tiny little thought pop its ugly head. Spike just licked me, he had just tasted me, and I was happy about it. I know, I know, that’s wrong so incredibly wrong, but at that moment... It felt amazing.

To tell the truth, I have always been fascinated by his draconic anatomy, especially of his claws, his spiky hair, his tough white skin, the rough bits of scales around his chest and legs, and his tongue. Sweet Celestia that tongue! A thin but very large appendage that had, somehow, great control and force, I had, secretly that is, always wondered how it would feel getting a lick from such a strange tongue. I am ashamed to admit that, compared to my own tongue, it felt utterly bucking amazing against my fingers, I had tasted myself in some past occasions. Out of pure curiosity, I swear!! And my tongue, while good, was nothing compared to his. It was rough and raspy but at the same time soft and tender and it ran along my fingers tenaciously, covering multiple areas at the same time. Oh, it had felt good, really good.

Thinking about him now, it made me remember that Spike had a reputation around the city of Canterlot. The innocent cutie, the underage wonder, his eyes as green and as deep as the most valuable of emeralds, his hair the color of grass in the summer mornings, his skin was flawless, as white as milk and as soft as silk, except where his shining purple scales showed, for Celestia’s sake, even his claws were perfect and utterly exotic. Many of the mares around Canterlot say that “Spike is a kid I would gladly go to jail for”. I never really understood the meaning of those words until this moment. His small stature put him at chest level with most adult mares, his face held the innocent gaze that only a child could but his mind was as fast thinking and witty as one of a grown stallion, but with the complexity and charm of the classiest of gentleponies. That combination was dangerous. I had proven it.

A shiver ran up my spine. If that combination was dangerous NOW just imagine how would he look in ten years, no, scratch that, in five years.

My cum covered hand was back to playing with my flower, a new thrill in knowing that Spike had just had those very fingers in his mouth. If I wasn’t moaning in my previous fantasy, I surely was now. My fingers were digging into me, flicking at my clit nonstop while I used my free hand to pinch and pull at my breast to the point they almost hurt.

‘Spike come through that door, come on, come and see the slutty face you made me make.’

What the buck was wrong with me!!

‘Please Spike... I need you.’

WHAT IN TARTARUS!? WHERE THE FLYING BUCK DID THAT CAME FROM!? I shouldn’t be thinking this. He’s like my brother, that’s all he was supposed to be. I gotta stop, stop, STOP!! He licked my fingers because he was worried about me! My fingers weren't listening to me, instead of obeying me they just drilled inside me faster and deeper. Stop it hand! Gosh, if I can't control myself just because he tasted me in my fingers, I don't want to imagine what I would do if he had actually tasted me down…..Shut up you stupid bra-!.

Everything stopped for a moment, my body tensed, something was happening, something I didn’t want, at least not for this reason. Despair filled my body as a wave of pleasure washed over me, a long and beast like moan escaped my mouth. I came, while thinking of Spike, while playing with the fingers Spike just put in his mouth. I came just by the mere thought of Spike licking my pussy, and I loved it. I’m a failure as a pony being.

I was tired, dead tired, I had exerted myself beyond my limit.

It was worth it.

Buck... My vision was getting hazy. I was so tired. I need sleep.

~~~~~~

I awoke to something moving under my sheets... It was warm, soft, and was running up my leg. Needless to say I was rightly startled. Moving the covers aside ready to blast whatever it was to kingdom come, I saw Spike. Well more as I saw the top of Spike’s head. I had felt his leg brush up against me, while his head was in between my legs. I was about to retort when something thin, slimy and highly abrasive brushed against my exposed nethers.

“OH!!” A moan escaped my mouth.

“Twilight,” Spike spoke from in between my legs. “Does this make you feel better?” He asks as he goes and licks at my entrance. It took all my willpower not to cry out loud like a wanting whorse.

“Spike!! Stop it. Right now!” I yell pushing him away. Oh!! That cute little face when he gets all teary eyed. I should probably let him conti-- Wait, stop! “You can’t do that Spike.” I tell him firmly. No quivering voice, just my pure authoritative tone, a clear language. I put the fear of Celestia into him.

“B- but the book said this would make you feel better?” He tilted his head sideways, confused. Stop being so cute!! Do I even have a book like that around here? I gotta burn it.

“Th- there’s no book like that here!” I started.

“Yeah there is. Section 24, cabinet 8, shelf 36. “How to please your mare”.” Spike had a look of pure concentration as he recounted the books exact location. (Why did he have to be so good at his job?) I, on the other hand, balked at the title. “I didn’t read all of it all, just the part that was the closest thing happening to you. It said that ‘when your mare is leaking the best way to fix her is to make her feel really good’. It even gave these weird instructions on how to do it, although it doesn't say anything about poisoning I think that word, juices I think it was, is like a code for it or something, it said all I had to do was to make the mare feel good and make her ‘cum’ to make her feel really, really good!” His voice was full of pride as he recounted to me his research expedition. He had started to go down again, getting a few good licks in before I could stop him. By some sort or miracle I was able to reach him, but oh jeez that tongue! Sweet Celestia all mighty, that tongue! It's my first time cursing Spike's draconic heritage. I lifted his head again.

“Spike what you’re doing is only something that should be done with somepony you love." I said. My voice even and as compassionate as I could muster in my current state. It wasn't his fault for doing this. If anything I should blame myself, I was tasked with teaching him, I am the one who was supposed to tell him of this. I was the responsible mare, it was my duty to teach Spike of life... no matter how embarrassing.

Spike looked at me for a moment "Is that all?" okay, guardian mode deactivated…..wasn't expecting that answer, at all.

"Wha... Huh?!" It was all I could honestly say.

"Well if this cure only works on somepony you love..." He blushed at this point... Celestia no, please don't say it, don’t say it, don’t sa--. "Then it should work just fine." He smiled as he said that.

"You can't say that." I whispered, honestly hoping he wouldn’t hear me say it, inside me, my heart actually started to beat faster.

"But it's true," He started. "You are the most important pony in my life. You can make me smile just by walking into the room. Just being around you makes me happy. I honestly look forward to you telling me to do something. Just from knowing you are close to me... I feel protected, like nothing could ever hurt me, warm, like being by a fire on a cold winters night. I honestly can’t imagine a day going by and not seeing you." Buck.My.Life…….When did he become such an articulate dragon? "I love you, Twilight." No, no no no!! Bad brain, BAD! Don't blush!

This wasn't fair! His eyes were starting to moisten, dilating to become two deep dark abysses, his fangs were peeking out as a frown started to overcome his face. I had to be strong! I had to be! Even if I don't want to! I have to be!

"Spike, you don't know what you're saying. You're too young to understand what love is. Even if you feel something special for me... It's not love, it can't be. You're too young to even think about things like that." This was so awkward. Spike was in between my legs, his face no more than a few centimeters from my pussy lips, yet we were having a conversation about love!! This is such a weird night.

“Then I’ll prove it!” He exclaimed. His face replaced with tufts of his hair. I was mildly confused, not fully understanding the gravity of his words. That was until lightning ran through my whole body.

“Spike what are you doing!” My voice full of surprise and lust escaped me. Spike didn’t notice.

“If this is a cure that only works on people you love, then if I really love you it will work, right?” I did not have the time to argue his logic, his head was already buried into my thighs, lapping and sucking at an amateurish pace. It all got hazy for a moment, all I felt was a tongue slip across my lips, tentatively slipping in between the folds, before they became long and deep strokes, accidentally slipping in from time to time. Even like this the irony of the situation did not escape me, this was the premise of more than a few of my night time... Refreshers. A more experience older partner leading the less experienced one, a virgin, little more than a recipient.

“Twilight what’s this thing here?” He asked, his tongue slipping across my clit. I nearly moaned out loud and taking in a deep breathe of air. Dammit Spike! You are acting so innocent, like this really was just something to cure my ‘poison’! Please! I bet the little drake knows exactly what he’s doing! Playing me for a chump so he could cop a few feels! Well two could play at that game!

“It’s my little buddy, Spike, he makes me feel really good,” I said moving forward to look Spike in the face. “You made me feel very good.” I plastered a smile on my face.

“Really?” He asked. Confusion showing on his cute little face. I nodded. “Thank goodness,” A sigh of relief escaped him. This is where the little bastard asks to do it more. I thought you were more innocent Spike, I guess I gave you too much credit. “Okay, have a good night.” Yeah have a good night indeed I knew he... He started to go to his own bed. What? He was going to bed... The little bastard was going to leave me unsatisfied! When I’m so damn close!? Not on my watch!

“Spike,” I whined, my voice forlorn and pleading. “You aren’t going to leave me like this are you?” I asked moving off my bed to stand over him. My breast poking him in the face.

“Like what Twilight?” He asked backing away, blushing from the intimate space I had just been in.

“Like this.” Closing in on him again I grabbed his little hands and placed them on my flower, both of his hands needed to just hold my nethers. I always thought Spike was bigger than this, but right now, right now he was as small as an ant, a child in the presence of a giant.

Celestia, I hope my face didn’t look as slutty as I feel right now. Oh Spike looks terrified, that answers that.

“Can’t you feel it Spike?” I got down to his ear level, blowing into it, I watched how he squirmed, delightful. “You made me like this,” I spoke moving his hands to rub against me. His hands, so small compared to my own hands, so hot, so rough….so male. “This ‘poison’ is all your fault,” I told him, his face turning to the absolute description of fear, I heard him mumble words of hurting me and causing me pain. I don’t believe it! Here is Spike terrified with me holding his hands against my flower, rubbing them alongside my pussy and he is more worried of his claws hurting me or causing me pain? Spike, you really would get eaten by one of those mares if they saw just how caring you are with me right now.

Those glistening eyes, that look of shame, it got me wet, even more that I already was. “Yes, Spike, it is your fault that I am in so much pain.” I swooned a hand going to my forehead to complete the look. “Does Spikey-Wikey want to make me feel all better?” The change was expected yet still off putting. He brightened, in just a second he changed from fearful and trying to get away to expectant and ready, his face turned to mine, his eyes hard and resolute. It was intimidating, in a way not just that lighting fast change but those tearful resolute eyes, a small pout showing annoyance. It was a dangerous weapon.

“I would do anything to make you feel better, Twilight.” His voice was low, almost a murmur, before turning pleading. “Please Twilight, tell me what to do.”

“Oh, Spikey, I am already showing you.” I said drawing his attention to his hands. They had separated my lips through my sleeping gown. I kept pressing his thumb into my clit with one hand while my other hand snaked into his boxers he had a tiny little dick. Perfect sized would be more accurate, it fit into the palm of my hand. As I started stroking it I could feel him trying to pull away. It was pathetic, cute, but pathetic. His body had moved no more than 7 centimeters before I stopped him with my magic. “Spikey, why would you try to run away? You were just touching mine like there was no tomorrow.”

“This is something you only do for people you love.”

“Didn’t you say you love me?” I asked, causing the poor dragon to fluster under my gaze. I got closer to him, my face in front of his and whispered. “Don’t you love me Spike?”

“I do, but that was different!! I was helping you. You’re doing this... I... I don’t think you love me. Please... just stop.” This little…the nerve!

“So what!?” I bellow. “You get to say you love me but when I try to prove it you won’t even let me?!” My anger was getting the better of me. Why though? Why was I getting so angry…...so jealous?

"Stop now, Twilight!" Spike's shout was unexpect and completely killed my mood. My annoyance, anger, and his resistance boiling down to this.

"Why can't I say I love you?! Huh! You can say it and even went ahead and did..." I had to stop that train of thought as Spike came and stroked my cheek. When did he get taller then me? In that moment of clarity... Everything crashed down on me at once. I had nearly raped Spike! More than that I nearly tore apart his innocence and he wouldn't have even noticed. Yet for some odd reason…...I wasn't feeling any regret, disgust? sure, but regret? Not in the slightest, why?

"It's wrong for a pony to love a dragon." My eyes shot open. What in the name of tartarus did he just say? “Dragons can’t help who they fall in love with... it's in our nature, I read it. But everypony says mares are different... They shouldn’t love dragon. Every mare in Canterlot knows that. Celestia, Mr. Dad, Mrs. Mom, every mare I asked says it’s wrong for a mare to love a dragon... So don’t ever say you love me. Okay?” There wasn't a hint of sadness in his tone, it was almost a factual tone, as if what he was saying was common sense! He was mocking me! He had to be. Doesn't he know almost every mare in Canterlot would gladly eat him up? Just who the buck told him such an idiotic nonsense?

My mind had gotten away from me as a click was all I heard as Spike left my room. Spike left. He left after confessing he loves me.

'Twilight think calmly... It was probably just a brotherly... Buck. Maybe if I told him what he just did was... The significance behind this... What am I gonna do?!'

I curled up into a ball, not a thought of sleep or the possibility of it in my body. I simply wanted to cry. I was confused. 'Why would Spike think like that? There wasn't anything around him that would make such a thought common in his mind. No outside stimulant to make him think that. So why? Why would he think my feelings for him were wrong.'

My mind perked up at that thought. Well more as it just decided to stop all together. '... I didn't feel that way about Spike... Did I? Argh!! Why does this have to be so complicated!'

My mind was abuzz trying its hardest to make sense of what just happened.

1st: Spike had tasted me, intimately, deeply, beautifully! and I had loved every single delicious moment.

2nd: He loves me... Buck! He LOVES me! and for the way he reacted, maybe not in a ‘sibling-kind-of-love’ love.

3rd: I might love him. I might actually be falling in love with Spike, the one that should be like a little brother to me. My assistant. FAMILY!...........or maybe I already am in love with him, if my reactions are anything to judge by.

I wouldn't make it to my bed tonight, or get up from the floor at all, hours of research, an endless depth of knowledge, were just beaten with a few minutes of talk, emotions, and actions. Curling up even tighter memories of the boy I once held as my little brother came to me, flooding my brain one by one, with every new memory making its way to the forefront of my mind I could only feel worse, dirty and more perverted. I tried to think of why I let things go as far as they did, why it became as twisted as it was but nothing came to mind, the only thing I could truly think about was how much I wanted Spike to be near me again. I cried.

I can’t tell how long I laid there on the floor before a warm small clawed hand touched my cheek lovingly, cleaning my tears away, looking to my side I saw Spike, his eyes filled with small tears.

“S-Spike?” Oh great, now my own brain is playing tricks on me!.

“I-I’m sorry for going away, Twi!” He said hugging me, putting his head between my breasts and his hands around my neck, as best as he could, crying while he did so, I blushed---I BLUSHED at him hugging me! but I felt happy and for some odd reason…..safe, wow, either I’m the biggest pervert in Equestria or I’m the most pathetic mare in Equestria, either way I didn't gave a buck about it and hugged my little assistant against me. I held him against me for a couple of minutes, until his little sobs died down.

“You don't have to be sorry for anything, Spike. It’s me who is sorry for trying to ra---trying to do something you didn’t wanted to--”

“But I want to help you, Twi! I...I...I really, really love you” He pulled his head away from my breasts blushing a little making him look like the most cute and adorable piece of--, HOLY BUCK CELESTIA!! That image was instantly burnt into my skull and brain forever, It actually made me feel excited again! “I want to help you take that poison away.”

This is my chance, I can end this right now and act like this never happened! All I have to say is-- “Y-yes, please help me, Spike, take the poison away.” ………..Am I really that weak?.

I got up slowly, mostly because the mere thought of feeling his tongue against me made me wet again. Spike stepped back giving me space, I noticed his pants were tied up again, such a shame, I really liked his perfect little penis. I walked towards the bed and sat down, I blushed as I opened my legs slowly, letting my marehood fully exposed to him, Spike for his part stepped in closer, no sign of blushing on his face. That confirmed it, he really was doing this because he truly wanted to help me, because he was worried this ‘poison’ was making me ill, he was so pure and innocent, there was no perversion in his actions, there was nothing for him to gain from this except the joy of helping me. And that only turned me on even more.

Spike kneeled in front of me, his face just mere inches away from my waiting pussy, he paused and looked at me a bit confused “Twi, I just have to lick here and your ‘little buddy’ to make the poison go away, right?” I can't believe he is so adorable and he is all mine.

“Don't worry, Spike, I will tell you how to make me feel all better.” Well, that technically wasn't a lie, but who cares now anyways just get on wi--!!!!!.

A sudden lick right over my clit rocked my world, literally it did. I moaned barely managing to bite my hand a little to muffle it, Oh YES! His tongue was perfect! “Th-thats good Spike! N-now try to l-lick lower” and lick lower he did, his tongue started to lick between my folds and caress my warm moist entry. And his fangs, good grief his fangs! I always wondered just how hard could they be to allow him eat gems, I could feel the tips of his fangs, surprisingly more round than what they seemed, how they felt against the outer of my lips? AMAZING!.

“J-just like that, d-don't...Oh sweet Celestia…..d-don't stop!” Spike said a muffled ‘alright’ against my pussy sending shivers up my spine, his thin long tongue stretching further and further against me, suddenly his tongue found it easier to go inside my tunnel ALL-THE-WAY, why I didn't screamed in pleasure and came I don't know.

I think I was moaning against a pillow like a wanton whorse, I was in heaven! That tongue, that amazing slippery curious tongue was EVERYWHERE inside of me, teasing my insides and caressing every single space, his forked tongue found its way against the entrance to my womb while another part of it literally scratched against my G-spot. A sudden suck made me stop my moaning and look at him in wonder, half of Spike’s face was drenched with my juice but he still kept going, kissing and sucking all over my folds and clit while his tongues worked its great magic inside of me. HOW CAN HE BE SO GOOD AT THIS? HE MUST BE A NATURAL!! There is no way any stallion, or male for that matter, could be this GOOD at their first try!.

I felt very envious of the joy he would surely bring in years to come to strange mares. ‘Doesn't matter, I got him first, he is mine now!’ He carried on with performing his magic on me with liberty, why haven't I cum yet? Who bucking cares? I hope this never ends!.

I can feel myself reaching my climax fast, Spike bites my clit lightly before kissing it tenderly. My body tensed as a familiar tingle descends from my stomach down my aching pussy.

“MMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF---------------------” I scream, really SCREAM my heart out against the pillow. My previous orgasms seemed like NOTHING compared to the feeling between my legs in this moment, I can hardly feel Spike stopping and sucking hard against my pussy.

How long was I like this, just enjoying the pleasant feeling of the best bucking orgasm I have ever experienced ‘I think…...I think I actually squirted, sweet heavens that was AMAZING!’, all thanks to my little lovable Spike. I finally found enough strength to move and scrounged up enough clarity to think, slowly I uncover my face from the darkness of the pillow and look at my wonderful little man. He was still face deep against my pussy, soon I see my left hand pressed against the back of his grass green hair, I let him go and he backs off slowly, granting me the wonderful experience of seeing his cute face bathed with my cum creating small bridges between my worn out, well licked, cunt.

“D-d-did you ‘cum’, Twilight? Did I made you feel good?” He asked me with real concern in his eyes. Spike, how can you still be so concerned about me? What did I do to deserve you?

“Yes, you made me feel really good, you made me cum, Spike,” Is it just me or does that sound so wrong but so damn right at the same time? I sit upright now, letting Spike get up as well, I lean forward and I grab his head with my hands making him be still before I give him a short and tender kiss on his cheek.

I see him turn more red than a tomato at my kiss, seriously, he just brought me the best orgasm in my life and doesn't bat an eye but a simple kiss makes him nervous and ashamed? Slowly I ended it saying, “Thank you, Spike.”

“Y-y-you’re welcome, Twi. I’m glad I could help you!” He said cheerfully “uhhm, Twilight, I swallowed a bit of it, am I going to be alright?” I simply nodded at him. “Pheew, thank Celestia, but it’s strange, this poison tasted weird but it’s very, very sweet when you get used to it,” Spike leaned forward and kissed my cheek lovingly. “Good night, Twi.” He turned around and left my room, once he was out and the lock of my door echoed around I just turned over my bed and got ready to sleep.

I was confused, I was worried, I was many things right now but you know what? I am very satisfied and very exhausted, troubles can wait for tomorrow, all I want is to sleep peacefully tonight, savouring the shivering sensations Spike left on me.

Author's Note

Tell me what you think. This is my first ever solo story. I had someone help with the proofreading but no need to have someone get in trouble for this. This is my story Cole, not boss man, this most likely does not reflect his opinion of any of the subject matter.
Disclaimer: My Little Pony: Friendship is magic is property of Hasbro, The Hub, and Lauren Faust. I do not claim ownership of any characters but do not apologize for what you have read.
People listen this isn't all up if the first chapter gets flamed in the first day... Well that's it for the other chapters and the squeal.