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Real Scorpian's venom

Spike made his way home looking forward to his day with Applejack.

He walked through the door to the library with a spring in his step. This time he didn't bother trying to sneak inside.

When he was inside, he saw Twilight reading a book.

Does that pony ever sleep? He asked himself.

"How are you feeling?" She asked with out looking up.

"Better." Spike answered.

"How about the page?" She spoke, finally looking at him.

"I...read the page, front and back." He answered, not meeting her gaze.

"Back?" She seemed confused about that. "Spike, let me see the page.

Spike would have handed it to her, but he didn't have it. He had left it with the bag he...acquired, at Sweet Apple Acres.

That's right! Spike remembered. "Twilight, do you have anything specifically planned for me tomorrow?"

The mare didn't answer right away. Instead, she pulled out a scroll with her check list for the next day on it.

"No, why?"

"I may have promised to help Applejack at the farm tomorrow." He smiled sheepishly.

Twilight gave the baby a skeptical look. "Spike, you still have chores to do."

"I'll finish them." He promised. "All of them, nice and tidy."

Twilight saw how much he wanted to go to the farm. The studious part of her was against it, especially after the dragon code incident. The motherly part of her was telling her to agree, he was happy again. He seemed to have forgotten all about the incident with Rarity.

She gave a sigh before agreeing. "Fine."

Spike couldn't hold in his cheer in, or the little dance. He was going to be at the farm tomorrow, he was getting what he wanted.

"Spike." Twilight called with a frown. "Are you bigger?"

Of all the things for her to notice, it was what he wanted her to notice the least.

"Maybe." He decided to change the subject "I may have scavenged a few gems."

"Oh, and where are they?" She asked.

Spike looked around only to realize that he left that as well. "At the farm." He answered.

Twilight just gave a sigh before smiling. At least he wasn't driven by it. She thought.

"Goodnight." She said.

Usually Twilight would have to drag Spike out of bed in the morning. She was shocked when the tables were turned on her.

"Come on Twi." He urged. "Applejack's waiting."

"Coming." She spoke. Talk about irony.

The baby dragon and Alicorn princess were at Sweet Apple Acres in a matter of minutes, thanks to the dragons urging.

"Morn'n y'all." Applejack called.

"Good morning Applejack." Spike and Twilight returned.

"Y'all are here mighty early." A.J. spoke. "Wasn't expecting ya for a while."

"You can thank Spike here." Twilight spoke as she tried to hold back her yawn. She failed.

"Well you can just pull up a stack of hay and take a load off." A.J. spoke. "Spike and ah have work to do." She turned to the baby dragon. "If ya'll are still up to it."

Spike only nodded as Twilight did as advised.

It wasn't until two hours later that Twilight roused herself from her sleep.

She saw that the two were hard at work. Applejack bucking apples and Spike gathering them all as soon as they hit the ground.

Twilight was happy, mostly because Spike was happy. From the look on his face, working with Applejack had taken all thoughts of Rarity away from the baby dragon.

"Alright you two." She called. "I've got to head back and open the library, be on your best behavior Spike."

"Wait."

The alicorn turned her attention to the earth pony, and the bundle in her mouth.

"Fresh apple fritters."

Twilight grabbed the treats with her magic. "Thank A.J."

With that, the mare was off to her books.

"A good book and treats." Twilight sighed as she settled down. "What more could a mare want?"

-KNOCK KNOCK

Besides some peace. She thought.

Twilight answered the door to a most unexpected and un-welcomed sight.

Rarity.

"Hello Twilight." She spoke. "I was wondering if I could speak to Spike."

Twilight stared at the mare before her, asking to speak with Spike as if it were another day.

"...Sorry Rarity, Spike is a little busy." Twilight lied.

"It'll only be a moment, I promise." Rarity assured. "I just need to borrow him for a little project."

"He's not here." Twilight stated. She actually wants him to help he after standing him up?

"Oh, well do you know where he is?" Rarity asked.

"No, though I doubt he'd want to see you!" Twilight hissed before slamming the door shut in Rarity's face.

Rarity stood on the other side of the door in utter shock. She was completely caught off guard by her friends action.

"Some pony woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." She stated.

Rarity was no fool, and Twilight was almost a bad a liar as Applejack.

Speaking of Applejack, the white Unicorn noticed the distinct smell of fresh apple fritters.

Spike and Applejack were having a nice time. They were distracted with work and pleased with the progress they were making.

Then it had to all come crashing down.

Uh-oh. In the distance, Applejack could make out the form of a certain white Unicorn mare. What in tar-nation is she doing here?! Applejack asked angrily. Can't let Spike see her!

"Um, Spike." She called. "Could ya go wake granny and tell her that the inventory."

"Can do." Spike answered as he raced inside.

"Hello Applejack, I came to see Spike." Rarity spoke with a smile.

"That wouldn't be such a good idea." Applejack spoke with a frown. "He doesn't want to see you."

Rarity was taken back by not only her friends a brute coldness, but the sheer declaration. Spike not wanting to see me, simply preposterous.

"Please dear, I need to apologize to him..."

"For standing him up." Applejack interjected. "For some stallion."

Rarity froze at the accusation, it was dead on.

"What do you mean dear?" Rarity asked, playing innocent. "I just got caught up in work."

"Well if that's the type if business y'all run, y'all should be ashamed of yourself." Applejack countered.

Rarity was beginning to fail under Applejack's intensity.

"I honestly don't know..."

"We bucking saw you!" Applejack screamed. "You and that darn stallion!"

"We?" Rarity asked with a bit of fear.

If news about her sleeping with a stallion, she would be ruined! The scandal ponies could and would come up with for a mare like her trying to make a name for herself.

Stay calm Rarity. She ordered herself. "Who's we?"

"Y'all's supposed date!"

Rarity stood there in utter bewilderment.

The door to the Apple home and out walked Spike.

"Applejack, Granny Smith won't..." The baby dragon froze in mid-stride.

He took one look at Unicorn before turning his gaze to the ground.

Rarity was shocked by his action. He adored her, but now he wouldn't even spare her a glance.

Spike saw her eyes tear up as she ran from the farm.

Spike made to follow her, but was stopped by a hoof on his shoulder.

"Ya don't have ta follow her." She spoke.

"Yes I do." Spike stated.

"Why're y'all going after a mare like her?" Applejack asked. "She broke your heart."

"It's my nature." Spike mumbled as he broke free.

Spike had ran in a single direction, knowing that's were Rarity would be. The Carousal Boutique.

The dragon tool a moment to assess the situation. He saw that the place was closed and the lights were off. Though the door was slightly ajar, luckily Ponyville was a safe place.

Spike made his way inside, causing the bell above the door to ring.

"I'm closed!" A familiar voice screamed. Spike noticed that her voice was breaking.

Spike slowly made his way towards the voice. It sounded as if it had come from the bedroom.

This time the mare's door was closed, but when he turned the knob, he found it wasn't locked. He would have opened it if he hadn't heard a muffled noise. He pressed the side of his head to the door to make out the sound, sobbing.

She's crying!

Slowly, he opened the door to the bedroom.

"Rarity." He spoke.

"Didn't you hear me, I'm clos-!" She stopped when she raised her head to see the intruder. "Spike?"

He fumbled with his hands before giving a meek. "Hi."

Spike was shocked to suddenly find himself being pulled by Rarity's magic. He suddenly found himself in her hug as she redoubled her crying.

"I-It's okay Rarity." Spike gasped through her crushing hug.

"No it's not!" She wailed. "He u-used me l-like a common whores!"

Spike looked at the bawling mare and felt his heartbreak. He knew for a fact that he stallion had used her.

"You shouldn't cry for him Rarity." He comforted. "It's his loss."

"He said he loved me." She continued. "He was lieing for a...a rut!" Her grief began turning to anger. "When I get my hooves on him!"

"He won't be bothering you again." Spike stated.

"Spike?" Rarity was taken back by his tone.

"I found out he had been stealing from you, so I...chased him into the Everfree forest." He explained. "I...only meant to scare him away, but the Timberwolves got him."

He hated lie-ing to Rarity. But I can't tell her the truth. The he killed and ate the stallion, leaving the leftovers for the wolves.

Rarity stared the baby dragon in the eyes in silence for a full minute, unnerving him.

"Well he got what he deserved." She finally stated. "He wasn't even that good in bed." She grumbled. "Not that he cared anything for me." She turned her watery eyes towards Spike. "But you do, don't you."

"What?" Spike asked. "Of course I-"

He was stopped by a kiss, light, but enjoyable.

"You care for me a lot, don't you Spike." She stated, more than asked.

Spike was trying to enjoy the kisses she was giving him, each being a little deeper than the last. But he couldn't.

He, begrudgingly, pushed Rarity away. She's not in her right mind, and I won't take advantage of that.

Rarity took this another way.

"You don't care about me at all!" She declared as she jumped to the other end of her bed.

"No, I do car-" His words were silenced by her wailing.

Come on Spike, think! He ordered himself.

But it was hard.

Rarity just laid there in such a vulnerable position, both emotionally and physically.

Her face deep in her blankets with her legs slightly parted. It wouldn't have been so bad if her tail hadn't been sprawled to the side.

He could see a slit, a pink slit.

How could he resist, she had just been urging for it.

Spike kneeled down between her legs and pushed her tail to the side. He grabbed her plot in both claws and gave a light squeeze. They were so soft.

He tongue slid from his mouth and gave her slit a test taste. It tasted as he always imagined it would. Like the one of a kind diamond that she was.

"SPIKE, WHAT ARE YOU-OOH YES!"

Spike drove his tongue deep into the mare's flower. He had no experience in this, so he did the only thing he could, whatever instinct told him to.

He pushed his tongue in as deep as it could, and he had a long tongue, all the way to her furthest wall. He swirled his tongue, switching between clockwise and counter clockwise.

"Yes Spike!" Rarity moaned.

He continued to kneed her rear with one claw as the other fell lower.

He brought it towards the nub on her marehood and gave it a light squeeze. This caused Rarity's body to lock up and give a rewarding sound of pleasure.

"Again!" She ordered.

He did so, again and again.

He felt her inner walls tightening around his tongue.

"So close!" She moaned. "Don't stop!"

With a far from silent scream, Rarity reached her climax. Her face etched into a look of pure ecstasy as her body shuddered.

Like a geyser, she released herself all over Spike's face. He drunk her climax so greedily, you'd think it was pure ambrosia.

"How was that?" Spike asked, a little meekly.

"Simply divine darling." She answered.

"I told you I cared Rarity."

This time, Rarity turned to speak to the baby dragon. But when she laid eyes on him, she turned her nose up.

"I see that you care." She hissed. "Just like that stallion.

Spike was taken back by her statement, what did she mean?

"I'm nothing like him!" Spike declared.

"Then what is that?" She asked, pointing a hoof low.

Spike followed and saw his member standing at full attention.

"That's nothing!" He declared. "I care for you Rarity, not your body." She only raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Honest Rarity, I'm not asking you to do anything!"

"Promise?" She asked as she lowered an eyebrow.

"Of course." Spike stated with a relieved smile. "I'd never ask you to do anything you didn't want to do."

Rarity leaned in to Spike and nuzzled his face with a warm smile.

"I knew you were a gentle-drake." She stated.

"No problem."

"Well darling, you've warn me out." She declared. "And a gentle-drake mustn't keep a lady from her beauty sleep."

It took Spike a moment, but he got the hint.

Spike had nearly made it out of Rarity's shop when he ran into Applejack.

"Applejack!" He exclaimed in a hushed whisper. "What're you doing here?'

Her eyes traveled around him to that he had a glistening liquid on his face, it was giving off a particular odor. Her eyes traveled lower to see his member still standing, not waning in the slightest.

She had to admit, she was...impressed. He was no stallion, but with his body size, he more than decent.

"Ah could ask ya the same thing." She retorted.

His eyes turned away from hers, but decided to answer. Applejack had been good to him lately, he didn't want to lie to her.

"I proved that I cared for her, not just for her body." He stated. "So I...well..."

"So ya gave her pleasure...and asked for non in return?" She surmised. He nodded, causing her to sigh. "Why do ya keep doing this to ya'self, she's using ya."

"I want to show her I'm here and I'm more than Spikey-Wickey."

"Even at ya own expense?" She asked, motioning to his member.

Spike looked down once before meeting Applejack's gaze.

"Yes." He answered without a moment's hesitation.

Applejack gave another sight. "She doesn't deserve ya Spike."

In a single motion, she gulped half his entire member down her throat. Only stopping when she reached the end of his member, a knot.

She began slurping as she bobbed her head up and down. Pulling on his member with her firm lips but unskilled tongue. While she did that, the back of her throat began massaging him.

For Spike, it was bliss. Her mouth was like a vacuum, but wet. Even her throat was massaging him in ways he never experienced. His groans began filling the air as Applejack continued to suck.

She had no real warning as his member exploded inside her mouth. Just a throaty growl and the twitching of his member.

She hadn't pulled back but actually pushed herself forward, making sure to get as much as she could. Applejack actually began wondering if it would end before she choked. Luckily, it did come to an end.

Applejack pulled back, giving an audible pop as she released him. Without looking, she turned and spat what she hadn't swallowed straight to the ground. It covered the floor as well as some of Rarity's fabrics.

She took a lot of pleasure in that.

Applejack turned to Spike to see that he had a glazed over look in his eyes with a large, goofy smile. He seemed to be completely satisfied with her work. His wobbly legs and limp member were a testament to that.

"Come on now partner, let's get you home." She spoke.

She placed him onto her back and made her way towards the library.

Rarity awoke from her mid-day beauty sleep feeling refreshed.

"Ah Spike, you were a dear." She stated to herself.

She made her way to her vanity mirror with a skip in her step. After removing the mess on her face, she began making herself look 'fabulous' once again.

A few tears here and a sob story there and you were putty in my hoof, unable to take advantage of such a 'vulnerable' mare. She thought before sighing. My reputation and self are saved.

She looked at her incomplete 'face' in her mirror.

"My one regret is that it ruined my make-up."