Anti-Climax

As promised, there is clopping in this chapter. I hope you guys like it.

I would like to thank Cguame12 for being my torture subject with this fic, and making sure that it was survivable. Thank you, my friend.

ANTI-CLIMAX
BY THE YOUNG AND FREE DRAGON

How'd you get so big?
How'd you get so strong?
How'd you get so hard?
How'd you get so long?

-Ruiner by Nine Inch Nails

CHAPTER TWO: QUIZ ONE

Spike gulped and nodded. He was caught, he had to face her now. He should have known this was coming. His luck could only carry him so far, and all signs pointed to the fact that what happened yesterday was the extent of it.

“I've been conducting a bit of research of a...sexual nature,” Twilight said, trying to sound as professional as possible, but still blushing.

“Oh really?” he asked, trying to act surprised.

“Yes, but unfortunately, it's too big for one pony alone*...would you help me?”

Spike's heart leapt into his throat and for a second, he made only gagging sounds as though he were about to vomit, not speak. He couldn't believe it! She was asking him to do sexual favors for her! How could he refuse her beauty and brains? But Twilight's face was falling. She was taking the notes he was making as a rejection. But finally, Spike got his heart out of his throat and mustered the courage to speak.

“I would love to!” he exclaimed before blushing and crawling back into his shell. “What would you have me do?”

Her face lifted and she smiled, blushing once more. “Well, several things. I would like a steady supply of your semen...it will take a few days for your body to adjust to...releasing everyday, so I can have Owlowiscious take over your chores until you get used to--”

“No I'll handle them.” he interjected.

He knew how what he had felt when he saw the owl sitting on Twilight's plot: jealously; pure, blind jealousy. He wasn't about to let him take this away from him. Twilight's love was too important.

“But won't your body get tired?” She asked.

Now he found himself trapped in a corner. He had to give her some sort of explanation for his statement, and he couldn't say he'd been having sex every night.

“I... well...” He blushed and balled his fist and made a stroking motion over his crotch. It was all he could think of.

“Oh...” Twilight blushed deeper and looked away for a moment. “Well, I suppose that's just normal for your age. They say one out of three dragons do it.”

“Really?” Spike asked, relieved to hear that his cover was pretty normal and could work.

“Yes and... if you're feeling up to it... you can fill this up sometime today....” His face almost formed into a wide grin, until she nodded toward a container sitting on the counter. At this point, his face fell.

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Spike grit his teeth and continued to jerk his claws along his length, though he knew it was fruitless. There was no chance that any of his seed would spill into this cup, which he held below his cock, and not because it wasn't big enough or he didn't have good enough aim. He was too frustrated to come. His loins had already seized up, giving him the sign that they weren't giving anything up. But he had to keep trying in case a freak accident happened. He had to give Twilight something. He couldn't fail her.

But how could he accomplish this? All he could think about was how close he thought he was, so close to getting the ultimate gift from Twilight, and it had only been a tease. He should have known she didn't want to sleep with him. Why would she? He was like her little brother....

But he was also her assistant, and she had certainly let that damn owl at her. His face contorted in anger and his claws stroked faster, more out of frustration than prompting from his penis. How could she do this? He had been with her much longer, and so obviously cared more about her than the owl.

Suddenly, a knock at the door interrupted his thoughts.

“Spike...are you okay?” Twilight asked.

“Yeah...I'm fine....” he huffed.

“Are you...having trouble?”

He sighed and then admitted, “Yeah, a little.”

“Do you need some help?”

For the second time today, his heart propelled itself up towards his throat, but he swallowed it before it could make him choke.

“Definitely.”

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“We're doing what now?” Spike asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I'm trying to start simple...” Twilight said, writing vigorously on a clipboard, trying to prepare for her research. “I need a very normal pony that doesn't particularly have any sort of relationship with you that might affect your activity.”

“And your answer is Dash?” Spike asked incredulously.

“Subject refers to partner by “Dash”,” Twilight murmured what she was writing, and Spike sighed.

“How do you know Rainbow Dash,” Spike said, accenting “Rainbow”, “Will agree to this?”

“Why wouldn't she?” Twilight Sparkle asked, looking and smiling. “You're quite the catch.”

Spike felt his heart moving up towards his throat again and he excused himself so he could breathe, since it seemed he was able to do little while Twilight was around.

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“You want me to do what?!” Rainbow Dash cried.

“Please Rainbow!” Twilight pleaded. “It's really important!”

“No, that's too much!” Rainbow Dash said, turning her nose up.

“But I've already told Spike you'd do it,” Twilight said, trying a different tactic. This was not entirely true, but she was desperate, and she really didn't want Spike to go unsatisfied. He seemed so wound up.

“Why did you do that?!” Rainbow cried.

“Because you owe him,” Twilight accused. “Don't you remember scaring the hay out of him and Pinkie
Pie?”

Twilight knew she had struck a nerve by Rainbow's contorted expression. They had all found it funny when they had played that trick on him, back during the “Mare Do Well” incident, but Rainbow had felt bad when she found him trembling in a corner. She had promised to make it up to him, and she was always faithful to her promises to her friends. But she hadn't expected this to be the way she repaid him. Had he actually asked for this?

She was flattered but wasn't into the idea. Spike was a little young (thought not so much that she might consider if with someone of his age) and he was just... Spike. How could she sleep with him? And in front of Twilight...? Actually, she felt a stirring in her stomach at the thought. Twilight was not at all unattractive, and Rainbow wondered if she might start rubbing herself at the sight of her being fucked by Spike. She could certainly get off to Twilight's pleasure. She could repay her debt, and who knew? Spike might itch that little spot at her opening. It wasn't as good as her deeper cavern, but it would feel pretty good.

“Okay, I'll do it.”

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“Can we start yet, Twilight?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“Just a minute. I'm almost ready.” Twilight replied, as she continued to set up tables and charts to map out what she was about to witness.

Spike had been strangely quiet, Rainbow Dash noted. He didn't even seem eager to begin. He looked a little nervous, of course, and she was sure he had virgin nerves. He was worried he wouldn't be a good lay. Well, she wouldn't lie to him, but she would remind him it was good practice.

“Ready,” Twilight said, holding a quill with magic and wearing safety glasses.

“What are those for?” Rainbow asked.

“In case you guys get a bit...messy.”

“Alright,” Rainbow replied, feeling her stomach jump with excitement. She couldn't wait to see Twilight's reaction.

She approached Spike, letting him arrange her hooves in a comfy position on the mat they were to make love on.

“Ready?” She asked.

“Sure.” He sighed.

Geez. Rainbow thought. Considering he was the one who wanted this, he sure didn't know his thanks. But she moved forward and he placed his claws on her shoulders, and they pressed their mouths together. His claws and scales were rough, but warm and gentle on her shoulders. His lips were as soft as a mare's and parted quickly for his forked tongue to ask hers to do the same.

She could taste his anxiety, but she understood it now. He didn't want Twilight to see any fear in him. He wanted her to think he was strong, confident, and experienced. Typical male pride.... What was he doing? Her eyes opened wide as she felt his lips moving against hers. She had allowed him to enter her mouth and after a moment of hesitation, he had begun a magical dance with her tongue.

She had expected him to clumsily stumble about her mouth, but his tongue knew what to do. It was like a snake prowling its familiar home. His tongue tasted of minerals mostly, with the remnants for his other meals mixed in, which were not unpleasant.

Rainbow Dash found her heart racing. She'd never gotten this feeling from even an experienced stallion (which is why she preferred mares). But here was a dragon, so much younger than her, a virgin, making her feel like a small filly being kissed by her first crush after school.

And suddenly, she was submissive. His tongue became the master of her mouth, and instead of pushing him down on the mat, she was being pushed to the floor by him. She had planned to make it easy on him and ride him, and fake an orgasm to help him feel better when he came too early. But she was wet now and as he positioned himself between her legs, she felt his hot erection on her inner legs, and shivered despite its intense heat.

Spike broke from her mouth and began kissing down her jaw and nuzzling her neck. One set of claws came up to run gently through her shock of rainbow mane, which had cascaded over her shoulders and the mat, like a eruption from a volcano, frozen in time. And his other set of claws trailed their sharp tips down her body gently, and began ticking the lips of her flower.

Her flower seemed to bloom, letting out sweet nectar, ready to be taken. He had her body all ready, and he was teasing her. He had to know she wanted him inside her now. Couldn't he tell from her intense shivering and groans of pleasure? Of course he could. The bastard had had his fun. Couldn't he get to what they both wanted?

The rage in Rainbow Dash overcame her and she tore his mouth from her neck and grabbed his head with her hooves to look him in the eye.

“Stop teasing and fuck me already!” she shouted in his face, rage and lust burning in her eyes.

But she was not met with eyes full of confidence, satisfied with her torture, but scared virgin eyes. He really didn't know how to read her body language. She sighed, upset with herself and feeling bad for blowing up on someone who was just learning.

“I'm sorry, Spike,” she murmured. “But please...take me. I'm ready.”

Spike could see she wasn't lying and nodded shakily. He hadn't expected to actually pleasure her to this extent. He was thinking he was going to have to stroke her for five minutes just get a single drop of her body's lubricant to leave her. But he was more than ready and he quickly positioned himself at her entrance. He took the base of his cock in his claws and glanced at her once before giving himself a silent word of encouragement, and pushing in. It was so hot, and felt so new, that he almost pulled back out in surprise. But it wasn't unpleasant, and she let out a satisfied sigh as he buried himself.

For Rainbow Dash, he was much larger than she had expected. She really hadn't looked at his cock at this point, but she felt it graze her special spot and squirmed in pleasure. She looked down. She had to see him do this. She saw that he had not quite reached all the way inside of her, and he was actually looking at her worriedly, in case he'd done something wrong to make her writhe like that. She reached down and placed her hooves on his bum, pushing him all the way in.

“Oh yeah...” she groaned as the head stroked that spot and covered it completely.

She held him there for a second, and then as though it was him who was keeping them still she smacked his ass like a mule.

“Don't just stand there. Do it.” She said, looking up at him and then turning her hungry eyes to watch his rod slide in and out of her.

He listened to her and began thrusting a little slowly but the way her pussy clenched around him and she cried out, made him go much faster. He felt like he was about to burst already, as he felt everything that happened inside his cock: the pre-cum flowing out, the throbbing and heated blood.

There was enormous pressure building in his crotch and the only thing he could think of was to tighten his stomach and grit his teeth. He only felt himself getting closer as he felt pressured to last longer. His body was only encouraged to release its package by the fact that one part of his brain would be humiliated by doing it too soon. For Dash, she was seconds away from heaven. It felt like a sonic rainboom was building up in her loins. She had totally forgotten Twilight, and nothing seemed to matter except the cock driving into her at a very fast rate. She was letting out cries of pleasure, her voice going hoarse as she shouted loudly about the things she felt inside her because of Spike, but it was not nearly enough to convey the full feeling.

When she came, it was an earthquake through her body that made her scream Spike's name. It seemed to ravage her insides with a pleasure that couldn't quite be explained. It all came from the epicenter that was Spike's cock, and as her body closed on him like a vice, all gates opened within him. His cum burst out of him like sheets of rain and filled Rainbow Dash up to the brim. He groaned loudly. It was better than his hand could have ever made him feel (not that it had had much practice but...). He could get used to this kind of research.

He knew it had only been a minute or so, but the way Dash had screamed told him she was well satisfied. He opened his eyes slowly and looked into hers. They both smiled at each other. There was an understanding between the two, even though neither of them knew what the other had thought when they'd gone into this.

“That was great!” Twilight said, tapping her hooves on the ground in applause. “That's a wrap for today.”

The dragon and Pegasus glanced over at the unicorn and a mutual roll of the eyes was shared between those who had just made love.

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Spike sighed heavily, as he washed the sweat from his body. Now that the afterglow of his first sexual experience was over, he was feeling a bit of remorse. He'd thought this most pivotal time of his life would happen on a pink bed with large fluffy pillows or something, not on the floor with Twilight watching them.... He grit his teeth at the thought of Twilight. He had very much enjoyed the sex with Rainbow Dash, but his lust was still unsatisfied. Twilight had stolen his heart in that matter. He knew nothing would quench the fire in his heart and loins like she could, and it would continue to burn until his body was pressed against hers, and his inside of hers.

*That's what she said... I apologize, but I had to make that joke.