Hearts And Hooves Day: A Single Sapphire...
Avoiding the large crowd that awaited her at the station, Sapphire Shores had managed to make it back to her apartment without being accosted. It wasn’t as opulent as most ponies would think of the star; in fact, it was very lonely and small, a single bedroom and the kitchen in the same room as her lounge, but just what she needed right now. Well, almost…; everypony wanted that special somepony at some point in their lives. So she was sort of glad to be home after her lengthy and noisy journey, having just a few weeks off from her last tour.
Knowing another one would be just around the corner, she entered her bedroom and opened her closets, throwing her clothes onto her bed. Few new pieces would make their way into her wardrobe every tour, but more than a few would leave it forever as well. Leading the life of a proper star takes its toll after a while.
After checking her collection of outfits and finding no inspiration for her future shows, she moved back to her lounge and sat on her couch with a sigh, letting her eyes roam around. They fell upon a fashion magazine from a few years previous, where she had dazzled her audiences in a never before seen outfit, smiling as she remembered the mare who made it.
The way her mane and tail were perfectly groomed, her sparkling azure eyes, and her svelte body. She gave a shudder as she remembered the mare’s flanks, and how hard it was to keep her eyes on the dresses instead of the beautiful unicorn. Her rear legs closed together, her forehoof drifting down her body as she imagined being joined on her bed with the pretty mare.
She shot up with a gasp as an idea how to solve more than one of her current problems hit her, yet bringing it to life would have to wait as her appointment was nigh. She rushed to her bathroom, hastily wiping her usual makeup away. She grabbed a dark cloak and threw it into her custom made saddlebags, departing from her haven of peace and quiet.
Such peace and quiet that she appreciated even more upon rounding the corner to her agent’s office, her fans immediately clamouring for her attention, and with a sigh she began the usual gauntlet. Putting another photo to her lips, the mare gave her fan an autograph he’d never forget, but he would be just another forgotten distraction to her as she approached one of the larger Canterlot towers.
The security ponies stood outside allowing her past, whilst the excited crowd called after her. Glad for the silence of the lobby, the earth pony favoured the receptionist with a smile as she headed towards the elevators in the back. Soon she was on the top floor, nodding to yet another receptionist, this one working for the pony she was here to see. The mare didn’t even knock as she walked in, the stallion smiling up at her as she sat down in one of the large plush chairs in front of the desk. “Sapphire, baby! How was the tour?”
“About as fun as usual. Same ponies, same cities… I’m bored with Manehatten, Los Pegasus and such. I want to go somewhere new!” The stallion’s grin slowly dropped as he looked over her next tour sheet, where the opening night was in the capital of the gambling world. He tried to hide it, but the amber-eyed mare spotted the sheet, narrowing her gaze. “Let me see that.”
He swallowed nervously as the paper was slid over to her, her face becoming a frown as she looked down the list. It was set down on the desk once more, the mare holding it under her forehooves. As I expected. The same old. He never changes anything. Never does something creative. Well, now I take matters into my own hooves. She then moved one, splitting the list in two as her agent looked on in shock. “Sapphire! Come on, it took me ages to get those dates!”
“Horseapples to that! They always want me to play! I want to go somewhere different!” The mare hopped down from her chair, walking towards the large window that looked down the side of Mt Equus, the morning sun reflecting of the rooftops of a village in the rolling foothills her thoughts had been dead set on. After pretending to contemplate her wishes for few seconds, she dramatically pointed her hoof toward the horizon and exclaimed; “I want to go somewhere like Ponyville!”
“Ponyville? That backwater town? No, babe, you want somewhere like Baltimare! Or Trotterhampton! Ponyville isn’t somewhere for the opening night of your tour!” She whirled around at him, stalking towards the desk and placing a hoof on the framed contract, which contained her signature. The stallion’s eyes went wide as she nudged it towards the edge. “Sapphire, babe… come on!”
“I’ll make this simple; I start the next tour in Ponyville, or I find myself a new agent. Understand?”
“F-f-f-first four nights in Ponyville! Do y-y-y-you still want to start o-o-on the same day?”
“Yes, that will be fine. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some private business to take care of. I won't be available for at least a day, so cancel any and all events.” With that the mare turned and walked from the office, the stallion scrambling to meet her request. In his haste to appease her, he had forgotten about the letter for her and so grabbing it from the desk he chased after her.
By the time he reached the elevators, she was already gone and he looked at the paper in his hoof. “Sorry, Miss Rarity, but your sister is going to have to wait.” He slid the letter to his assistant as he passed, and she filed it away for a later date, more than likely after the next tour.
Sapphire stepped out of the elevator into the lobby, sighing as she saw the baying crowd remained. Movement to the side caught her attention, where the receptionist was pointing the other way; towards the back door. The pony of pop flashed her a grateful smile, retrieving her cloak as she moved down the hallway
She let it settle over her back, ensuring to cover her saddlebags, then lifted the hood over her two tone blue mane. A quick glance to either side of the door revealed her to be alone, so she stepped out and headed in the direction of the train station, smirking to herself as she went.
There was the sound of two mares giggling from the main room of Carousel Boutique, knowing their privacy would not be hampered. There was nothing going on inside, the local dressmaker was showing the school teacher her more… adventurous range. They gave nothing to the thought of the door, which was around the corner, and most certainly locked. The alabaster unicorn was sat on a small stool, gazing over her shoulder as she ran a hoof over one of her gloves. “So, darling, what do you think?”
“It’s amazing. How long would it take?”
“A few hours, darling.” Cheerilee hopped up onto the raised platform, Rarity standing and summoning a tape measure, sliding it around the earth pony’s body. “So, when’s your stallion due home?” The unicorn gave a giggle at the blissful expression on her customer’s face, clearly understanding that her mind had wandered to her absent husband.
“In about a week. Braeburn’s been busy making sure Strongheart is comfortable in her later stages.” Rarity nodded her understanding, Cheerilee’s cousin-in-law’s wife being several months pregnant. The purple furred mare gave a giggle as the tape measure brought a cold feeling to her inside rear leg, twitching slightly from the contact.
Seeing as she was entering a normal business, Sapphire didn't bother to knock, entering Carousel Boutique without a second thought and trotting into the main room.
"Good after... noon," she managed to pronounce with some difficulties as her mouth was hanging open, unresponsive to commands to shut. Of course, Sapphire had seen various seamstresses at work in her career and was ready to find Rarity busy, but not in her wildest dreams did she expect this.
In front of her stood a purple earth pony, awkwardly shuffling her hooves and humming ‘If I were a colt,’ the song taken strongly out of context and to Sapphire even more strongly off pitch, blushing at the situation she found herself in. Such a mundane thing as taking measurements couldn't cause such reactions, the pony performing it, however, had every right to.
Dancing around the earth pony mare, measure tape in her magic aura, was none other than Rarity, wearing a lavender corset with floral patterns and matching stockings of the most delicate lace, held in place with suspenders on her hind legs. In combination with her pristine coat and beautifully styled mane, her attire would cause kingdoms to fall. “Okay, darling, we’re all done here. I shall have it ready for you tomorrow at the latest.”
“Thanks, Rarity. I’ll be along in the afternoon. See you then.”
“Au revoir, darling.” Cheerilee hopped down from the platform, turning to the exit with a pleased smile on her face. Her eyes went wide when she saw the other pony, but Sapphire just raised a hoof to her muzzle, asking the school teacher to not say anything. Blushing brightly, the magenta earth pony mare averted her gaze and walked out of the store, leaving the star and oblivious dressmaker alone. “Hmm, now what colour should I make it for C-c-cheerilee?!”
Her exclamation had come from a hoof gently brushing her side, and she turned around with bright pink cheeks at the unexpected contact. “Now, that is some of the finest work I have seen in a long time, Miss Rarity.” The unicorn sat down in shock as the other mare lowered her hood, revealing her identity.
“S-sapphire S-shores?”
“Well, I did come here to see about some more outfits for my tour soon, but there is also another idea I have. You see there’s a… somepony I would like something special for.” Rarity managed to stand back up, but bit her lip as the star trotted around her, her eyes roaming over every inch of white fur and purple lace. “I need to impress a certain mare, but I have no idea how to accomplish that. Would you please make me a lingerie no classy sophisticated Canterlotian mare would resist?"
“O-of course. What are you after?”
“Hmm, something like you are currently wearing. Canterlot fashion is so… lacking in imagination right now. They have nothing for the bedroom.” Fighting back her blush at the thought of Sapphire with another mare, the unicorn motioned for her customer to ascend the platform, and it was there Rarity got a true look at her figure once the cloak was removed.
With a horn and different mane style, Sapphire Shores could have been mistaken for being Fleur De Lis’ sister, both mares’ bodies lithe and beautiful. Maintaining an air of professionalism, the unicorn got to work taking measurements, but one thing came to the forefront of her mind. “If you don’t mind me asking, how did you get in?”
“Well, that’s easy. I came in through the front door.”
“The front door... that was supposed to be locked.” Casting her gaze to the hooks near the stairs, she noticed her younger sister’s saddlebags were no longer present, giving her the reason right away. “Sweetie Belle…” Quickly completing her task, Rarity moved to her work desk, ensuring she had all the information.
“I don’t need that many new outfits for the shows, just a couple. And If it’s too much trouble with the other thing, something simpler will do instead. Here’s my address. Oh, and whatever you come up with, please make it crotchless.” Sapphire pulled out a slip of paper and set it on the side, then surprised Rarity by pulling her into a hug. What made the white unicorn blush, however, was the soft kiss to her cheek as the earth pony pulled away. She slipped her cloak back on and headed towards the door, pausing to let another pass her.
He walked up to Rarity and waved his claw in front of her face, chuckling as he got no reaction. A quick lick to her horn snapped her out of it, Rarity glaring up at the grinning young dragon. “Do that one more time, Spike, and I’ll be making myself a new set of saddlebags, much more durable thanks to the dragon scales.”
“Okay, jeez. It was just a joke! Anyway, I need a favour. And seeing what you’re wearing, which is very nice by the way, I came to the right place.” She smiled coyly at him as she waved goodbye to Sapphire, the mare closing the door behind her.
“Spike, do you need something for a marefriend? I know you have been travelling, trying to find yourself and your place, but did you find love on the way?” The young adult drake flexed his wings, having grown them during the last year. His mind had suddenly matured, and his body followed, but he was still the same Spike underneath it all, judging by the blush on his face.
“Well, she’s not exactly a pony…” The door opened, hitting the bell above it, revealing another creature, one that had not been in Ponyville for a few years, and it was somepony Rarity easily recognised.
“There ya are, ya dweeb! I told ya not to leave me alone in case that pink nutjob finds me!” Her wings fluttered to her side as she walked up to the dragon, standing on her hind legs and wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing his cheek. She then turned towards the stunned unicorn. “Uh… hi. Rarity, right? I know I didn’t make much of a good impression during my last visit, but I’d like to try again.” She extended a claw towards the pony. “Name’s Gilda, nice to meetcha.”
Spike noticed Rarity’s eye twitch, turning towards his partner. “I’ll leave you two to it, and go find Dash. She’s probably lazing around Sweet Apple Acres… again.” The unicorn then smiled softly as the griffon blushed when he softly kissed the tip of her beak, her gaze following hims as he left.
“So then, Gilda, what can I do for you today?” She moved closer to Rarity and let her gaze roam over the unicorn’s outfit, then looked away with a blush. “Ah, I see. Something for Spikey Wikey? Very well, follow me.” The mare couldn’t help but smile at the meekness from the hen, almost the opposite from their last meeting, as she led her to the more ‘adult’ selection of her store.
During this time, Sapphire Shores was on her way back to the train station on the other side of town. Most ponies just gave her an awkward glance, a few trying to steal a glance at who was hiding under there. She was making good time, getting closer to her destination when… “LOOK OUT!”
The mare didn’t have time to move as a blur slammed into her side, causing her to fall over. Once the dust had settled, she found herself to be in a tangled pile of limbs with three fillies, as blue scooter and red wagon lay overturned next to them. “Oww… Scoots, watch where you’re going!”
“Yeah! We smashed into somepony!”
“It’s okay, I’m not hurt.” Standing, Sapphire ensured that her cloak was still on, but it had ridden up a little over her flank, and the little unicorn of the group suddenly started grinning widely. “Uh… are you okay?”
“Sapphipphh Shopphh!” She had clamped her muzzle shut, looking around to see if anypony had heard the filly’s shout, to which she was thankful they hadn’t. She frowned down at the little filly, who nodded her understanding, and her muzzle was let go. “Did you get my sister’s letter? Did you? Did you? Oh, please say you did!”
Sapphire did her best to keep track of the filly bouncing around her, whilst the other two just sat to the side, smirking. Feeling a headache coming on, the mare placed a hoof in the filly’s path, causing her to stop. “Sorry, but I was here on personal business. I… don’t know of any letter, but I shall certainly be asking my agent about it when I get back to Canterlot.”
“Oh. Well, that’s better than nothing, right?” The filly’s downcast look tugged at Sapphire’s heart strings, and she bent down to nuzzle her cheek.
“I can’t make any promises, as I have a tour starting soon, but I shall see what the letter says. So then, you cute little thing, what’s your name? And your friends as well.”
“I’m Sweetie Belle. That’s Applebloom and Scootaloo.” Sweetie Belle… where have I heard that name before...Wait! Rarity mentioned her! “Seeing as you’re in town, why not pay a visit to my sister? I’m sure she could make you some new stuff for your tour. Rarity loves making clothes!” Well, that confirms it. I wonder what the letter is about…
“I’ve already seen her, and she is making me some… things. Why don’t you three run along and play? I’ll be back in a few days, as my next tour starts right here!” The trio’s eyes widened, and then the fillies shot off in different directions, more than likely to ask their parents for permission to go and money for tickets.
The sound of chuckling caught her attention, and she turned to find the dragon from Carousel Boutique gathering up the forgotten scooter and wagon. He gave her a wink. “The Cutie Mark Crusaders, always rushing into things. Well, I’ve got stuff to do, so I’ll let you get on. See ya.” She gave him a small smile and resumed her trot towards the station, not looking forward to seeing the crowds of Canterlot once more.
Several days later, the fashionista of Ponyville rolled out of bed, glaring as she looked at the date on her calendar. It wasn’t anypony’s fault she realised, none of the stallions she had dated had that spark between them, and she was beginning to give up hope. Her thoughts returned to her impromptu customer, and what she had said about the items she ordered.
Trotting over to her bedroom door, she ensured it was locked, turning back to her bed. Upon lying down, she rolled over onto her back, sliding a forehoof down her stomach slowly. She gasped as it reached lower and brushed against her nethers, her mind telling her that it was not hers, but Sapphire Shore’s hoof instead.
The feeling of the hard sole of her hoof pressing down firmly over her clit caused her rear legs to try to close, but she kept them apart as her body writhed about on the bed. Her soft breaths turned to pants as her hoof moved up and down her lips, gently probing for entry, which her body was denying her at the moment.
Through her half lidded eyes, she could see a cool blue glow from her horn. Remembering a spell from Twilight’s private collection, she summoned a low amount of magic and cast it, removing her hooves. The glow from her horn got slightly brighter, matched by an aura between her thighs. Almost immediately tiny tendrils of arcane power began flicking at her lower lips, and she let it take over.
The spell was one of Twilight’s own creation; the closer to orgasm, the stronger the stimulation, and there was no way of stopping it once cast. Rarity knew this, and she didn’t care. Even though the act of opening her rear legs was in and of itself pointless, the magic between them grew slightly stronger until all around her lips was tingling with energy. She bit her lip to muffle her moans, causing her horn to flare brighter, in turn increasing the spell’s strength.
The magic changed once more, now sliding up and down her folds, and the mare couldn’t help but think it felt like a tongue belonging to the other mare currently on her mind. Due to writhing about of her body, she slipped from the edge of her bed until her rear hooves hit the floor, her back still on the mattress.
Her moans were now unrestricted and echoing around her room, sweat beading at her forehead. She ran a hoof over her nethers and lifting it to her muzzle, sniffing deeply at the scent of her juices, then began to lick them up. This was the breaching point for her, her horn flaring brightly as did the glow over her marehood, and she threw her head back with a scream.
Once her body finished riding through her orgasm, the mare slumped to the floor, her flank on the wet patch. She lay there for a good few minutes, then wearily glanced at the door as somepony knocked on it. “Uh… Rarity, when you’re done in there, breakfast is on the table.” Even though she couldn’t see him, she still blushed brightly at her father’s voice, heaving herself up and towards her shower.
Once done and dried off, Rarity slipped into her robe and slippers, then made her way down to her kitchen. She didn’t meet her father’s gaze as she sat at the table, instead looking across at her smirking mother. “Next time you have a nightmare, Rarity, just ask Princess Luna for help.” She looked to the stove, where her younger sister was just finishing up. A few years ago, that would have been cause for panic, but a summer of working under Savoir Fare had improved her culinary skills… drastically.
“Also, you might want to close your windows during your...’nightmares’. The ponies outside don’t want to hear your screams.” She shot an unamused glare at her mother, who was still smirking, grumbling as she ate her breakfast when it was slid in front of her. Her mother and father offered to do the dishes whilst Sweetie Belle headed upstairs to wash, so Rarity moved to her work room and found somepony had already placed the mail there for her.
Nothing caught her eye, so she swept it all into the bin, and that’s when she saw two envelopes. One was from a big music company in Canterlot, the other was blank, no return address, but beautiful hoofwriting on the front. Knowing what one was, she tore it open and read the contents aloud. “Dear Miss Rarity, it is with deep regret that I have to inform you that Sapphire Shores will not be able to assist your sister with her singing abilities. To do so would essentially be helping a rival.
I wish Miss Sweetie Belle the best, and if her career does begin to take off, please remember that my door… What? After all that, they still attempt to get her to sign with them? Hmph!” She rolled the letter up and concentrated hard. soon having small pieces of burnt paper floating to the floor. She grabbed the other letter and tore it open, gasping as two ticket-looking items fell out. She picked them up and then scowled, as if they were sent by Discord himself. “Why… she… after that letter, she has the gall to send us these?”
Floating just in front of her were two tickets to the opening night of Sapphire Shores’ concert, both VIP, with a note on Rarity’s inviting her to the after party. “Hmm, I will most certainly be going to that and giving her what for! This is just adding insult to injury!”
“What’s wrong, honey?” She turned around and saw her father leaning against the doorframe, then took a deep sigh to calm down.
“Nothing, father. Just some business that I do not wish to discuss. Are you and mother leaving now?”
“Yeah, but our trip just got cancelled. Baltimare is experiencing floods, so there’s no point in me going to coach hoofball if there’s no hoofball pitch to coach on. We’ll take Sweetie Belle back with us.”
“Oh. I… was planning on taking her out this evening, is that still okay? We need to be ready by six o’clock at the latest.”
“We’ll have her ready half an hour earlier, come on by then.” He gave her a nod, and she nuzzled his cheek as she walked past, earning a small chuckle from him. A full day to herself would be perfect. Once her family had left, Rarity got busy creating an outfit for the evening, pausing only twice during the day.
Once was to stop for some food, meeting her friends for lunch. Gilda seemed especially nervous when she and Spike appeared, but it seemed they had sorted things out between the griffon and ponies. The other was when Cheerilee came around. Rarity smiled coyly as she helped the mare into her outfit, identical in style, but sized perfectly and coloured black. The earth pony’s eyes lit up as she pulled a few poses in front of the large mirrors, then thanked the dressmaker profusely.
Due to the difficulty of donning such items without magic, Cheerilee opted instead to cover herself with a flowing dark red dress, Rarity noting that the colour almost matched the coat of Big Mac, but she said nothing on the subject. The important thing was that the lingerie was hidden, until the time would come to reveal to the stallion it was designed for. The earth pony decided to forego the gloves for now, slipping them into her saddlebags and retrieving a pair of shoes, ensuring she didn’t ruin her stockings.
Once a price was reached, the two mares went their own separate ways, and the unicorn looked at the time. She had a few hours to spare, so closed shop for the rest of the day and headed to her bathroom, running herself a bath. She sighed happily as she slipped into the hot water, which took most of her anger from the morning away. After a good hour of soaking and dozing, she groaned as her alarm clock went off, climbing from the bath.
Rarity wrapped her robe around herself as she pondered what that night would it bring. It was a concert for teenage fillies to enjoy, whilst the colts enjoyed watching the mare on stage, so surely some would have their parents with them. Who knows, maybe I’ll find a single stallion and he’ll invite me back to his place for some coffee, then invite me to stay the night.
With that thought to push her on, she first selected and donned the outfit she had modelled for Cheerilee, then slipped into a tight dark blue number. Next she moved onto her mane, which she decided to brush out straight instead of her usual curls, and apply her stylish make up. Satisfied with her appearance (after several attempts), the mare stepped from her home and locked the door behind her.
Even though she didn’t return their attention right now, Rarity could feel eyes upon her, swaying her hips seductively as the townsponies stared on. A few streets over and she had her destination in sight, but suddenly jumped as a large hoof nudged her side. “You smell nice, pretty mare.’
She turned around and her mouth dropped open in slight shock, but it turned into a smirk as she recognised the stallion. “Tell Applejack to take a bath a bit more often and she will smell nice too.”
"Yeah, but Ah can't say that to mah sister, can Ah?” Big Mac leaned down and nuzzled her cheek, neither of them worried about anypony else seeing them, as the whole town knew they were just good friends, and the mare pressed against his side as they continued down the street.
“So, what are you doing back? I thought you were helping your cousin?”
“No need, some of t’ family has come around to help ‘im, so Ah got to come home. Ah was on mah way to see Cheeri.”
“NO! YOU CAN’T!” The stallion stopped walking, turning to the mare with a raised eyebrow. “I mean… she has something for you, but please, wait until the evening?” He mulled this over for a moment before giving a nod, a brief kiss on the cheek, and then turned towards the eastern side of town. Rarity continued on her way, opening the door to her parents’ house with a smile. “Hello, anypony home?”
A smile that soon disappeared as she recognised the voice of a mare laughing with her parents and sister, the young unicorn’s voice actually carrying a beautiful tone as she sang. “Very good. Remember, don’t sing for the ones in front of you, sing for you.” Rarity entered the sitting room to find Sweetie Belle in the middle of the carpet. Magnum and Pearl on their couch, and in a plush chair opposite them was… “Well hello, Miss Rarity, and may I say you are looking radiant today!”
“Sapphire Shores? And you’re coaching Sweetie Belle’s singing?” She got a small nod in reply, the little unicorn grinning widely, before shooting forward and wrapping her forelegs around one of Rarity’s, who was still looking on confused. “WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!”
The sudden outburst caused Sweetie Belle to dart to her parents in fear, Magnum and Pearl staring at their older daughter with concern, but Sapphire Shores refused to meet the angry unicorn’s gaze, her ears splayed back. After confronting her agent, and the subsequent argument, she had hoped her current action would help. Instead, it had the opposite effect. “I’m beginning to wish I had never sent that letter! You, your agent, and your kind are leeches!”
“But…”
“Sweetie Belle, head up to your room. We have tickets to a concert tonight, and we will certainly go. Time to get you ready.” With an apologetic glance at her impromptu mentor, the filly hopped down from her father’s lap and ran up the stairs. “I shall deal with you later.” Rarity gave a pointed glare at Sapphire, then followed after Sweetie Belle, leaving the earth pony, unbeknownst to all but one other, almost heart broken.
Rising with a sigh, Pearl made to follow her daughters, whilst Magnum cocked his head towards the earth pony. “I know how it seems, but she tends to overreact to the smallest things. See if you can get her alone, tonight.” Sapphire Shores nodded to the stallion, quickly saying her goodbyes.
It didn’t take her long to reach her hotel, moving past her support staff in silence, each of them able to see something was bothering her. Once in her room, the mare fell to the floor and began to sob. After her tears ran dry, she pulled herself up, looking in the mirror. Her crush’s father’s words ran through her mind.
Steeling herself, the mare began her pre show routine, determined even more to see her plans followed though.
The door to the library swung open and admitted the giggling young couple, the griffon standing on her rear legs and wrapping her forelimbs around the dragon’s neck, sliding her claws over his back. A shudder ran through his body, and he picked her up in his arms, gently shutting the door with his tail. She gave a low moan as his fangs gently scratched her skin, her legs writhing against his scales.
Finally making it to his room, Spike gently set Gilda down on his bed, then moved back to close his door. Upon turning around his eyes went wide and his mouth dropped open, Gilda having removed her tight sky blue dress. Now she was wearing a white frilly corset, frilly choker, and frilly sleeves, along with white stockings and suspenders.
With a low chuckle he walked over, bringing a claw up and slowly stroking her cheek. In an unusual display of meekness from a griffon, she rolled back to the mattress and grabbed one of the pillows, holding it against her chest as the drake advanced. She drew her beak across his snout, the tip scratching at his scales, something that always felt amazing to Spike.
He had kissed plenty of ponies, their lips so soft, but they couldn’t compare to the sweet harshness of his partner’s beak. To him anyway. Gilda had let the pillow go now, and her claws were around the young dragon’s pants, slowly unzippinag them. Another fun fact about dragon anatomy; when the body matures quickly it doesn’t always do it right, therefore Spike’s equipment was always on display unless he covered it up.
The griffon hen gave a small gasp as one of his claws stroked her thigh, very closer to her nethers. She tried to shift so that his claw was in the right place, but he just smirked at her and moved his hand as well. Shooting him an annoyed glance, she jumped forward and pinned him to the floor, her hind legs straddling his crotch. One of her claws slid down between their bodies, where it made its way under his pants, her sharp talons scraping along his growing length.
Sliding down his body, her talons shifted his pants down his legs, his stiff shaft being exposed. Keeping her eyes locked with his as she leaned forward humming, the young dragon swallowed nervously as her beak opened, taking his tip in. His head fell to the wooden panels with a groan, the griffon hen’s tongue swirling around his member as she pushed her head closer to his crotch.
Spike tried to move his arms, but Gilda had her talons around his wrists, keeping them pressed onto the floor. His claws curled as she drew back, her tongue flicking across his tip, even as the tips of her beak gently scratched his length. He waited until she pulled away for breath, then wrapped his tail around her waist and pulled her away.
Once more she took on a meek form, this being new for the young couple. Setting her down gently on the bed, he crouched down and lay a trail of kisses over her stomach, slowly drifting lower. The griffon let out a low moan as the dragon’s reptillian tongue tickled at her entrance, slowly drifting around her folds in a teasing manner.
His claws dug into her thighs, squeezing them firmly as his wiggling muscle pushed deeper, brushing against her walls. Gilda let out a long moan, this being the first time Spike had pleasured her orally, and it felt amazing. The way the tongue swirled around, his warm breaths blowing from his snout across her clit... it was all too much.
The drake pulled away with a chuckle as she threw her head back with a loud scream, her body shuddering from her orgasm. Once she calmed down, a shaky talon came up and wrapped around Spike's neck, pulling him above her. Once more scraping her beak over his snout, she spread her legs and wrapped them around his waist, giving a soft moan as this tip pressed against her nethers.
Spike moved his head to her neck for a soft kiss as he pressed forward, easily entering into her glistening slit, her warm breaths blowing over his spines, sending a tingle down his spine. Rolling them over, Gilda set her talons upon his chest, then began to roll her hips.
Spike answered in kind, pulling back a little and the slowly moving back in, the griffon's eyes scrunched shut from the pleasure. Her soft gasps soon turned to heavy breathing as she looked down at him, hardly reflecting the hen that had visited a couple of years ago.
Gilda noticed the adoring gaze from the drake, returning his smile as she started moving faster, now moaning as his cock pushed deeper. Spike brought his claws up and took hold of her hips, holding her steady as she leant down and placed her chest against his, making him move more to reach her.
Having had more than enough physical contact, the pair knew each other’s tells, the tip of Gilda’s beak scraping against Spike’s neck scales as his left leg began to twitch underneath her. The drake gave a small grunt as he dug his claws firmly into her flanks, making her give a low groan, her walls squeezing his shaft firmly.
Spike suddenly shifted, rolling over so that he was on top, the race for the finish having begun. They both grinned at each other, but soon changed their expressions, the griffon’s face changing to one of intense pleasure as the dragon began to thrust hard and fast, determined to get his partner to her release first.
It didn’t take long, Gilda throwing her head back with what could only be described as a mix between a scream of pleasure and a screech, her talons clenching up as her body tensed up. Spike soon followed, his tail stiffening up as he released his seed into his partner, who was moaning lightly.
Once they both calmed down from their orgasms, they collapsed next to each other in a pile of giggles, Gilda rolling over and nuzzling Spike’s snout. He gave a small chuckle and twisted his head, kissing her cheek, then they both relaxed on the mattress. “Spike, can we go flying tomorrow?”
“Of course, but it’ll be early.” All he got for a reply was a small groan, and he chuckled again, knowing full well about her aversion to getting up in the mornings. She certainly had a much better way of getting up anyway.
Rarity slipped past the security ponies without them so much as glancing in her direction. Sweetie Belle had grown tired, so the mare let her go with her friends, Scootaloo’s adoptive parents agreeing to keep an eye on the trio. This would make it easier for her plans, not having her sister there to see the chewing out that Sapphire Shores was about to receive.
Her confusion from earlier on in the day returned full force as she noted the ‘VIP’ area had a visible lack of ‘VIP’s’. She was, in fact, the only pony there, and as she spotted a single door to the side, she realised her hooves were making their own way over. She blinked once and saw her left forehoof poised ready to knock, so she slowly dropped it to the floor. “Come in, I’ll be right with you!”
Another blink and the door was open, Rarity briefly wondering if the earth pony mare had some way of accessing magic. Taking a deep breath and holding her head high, the unicorn slipped into the room, taking in the scene. Upon a low lying table was a bottle of wine in a bucket of ice, two glasses waiting next to it. In one corner, next to the table, was a double bed covered in red satin sheets, blue rose petals resting on top. “M-m-miss Shores, there is something I must discuss with you before your… planned guest turns up.”
“Oh, Miss Rarity, you’re a funny mare.” The light was turned off and the alabaster unicorn noticed the few candles spread around the room, turning to look behind her, where the voice had come from. “Come, how about some wine?”
Sapphire Shores slowly trotted past, her hips swaying seductively as she climbed to the bed, laying on her side. Rarity couldn’t help but stare, the lingerie she had made fitting almost perfect. The crotchless, dark purple panties with suspenders, the long white personalized stockings fitting snugly on her legs, light blue gloves on her forelegs. The only part of the outfit the fashionista hadn’t supplied was the purple feather boa falling around the earth pony mare’s shoulders. “I’m afraid I can not do that. You see, I am here for a different reason.”
This caused Sapphie to take proper attention, now feeling slightly nervous as Rarity slowly walked towards her. “And what can I do for you?”
“Firstly, I think it is disgusting how you could play around with a filly’s dreams like that! Secondly, and this is worse, sending a VIP ticket for myself and my sister after a letter from your agent rejecting my request! Now can you see why I am here?”
“Oh… if that’s how you feel, then just go. I guess you’ve made up your mind and don’t wanna hear my side of the story then.” The singing sensation absentmindedly reached for the wine, bringing the neck of the bottle almost to her lips, until it was pulled away in a blue aura. She gave a groan as she sat up, resting her forehooves upon her thighs. “Come on! The least you could do is let me have my drink. That stuff is expensive!”
“Oh my, it most certainly is.” Rarity was momentarily distracted as she looked at the label, a vintage from the far reaches of the country, then turned her gaze back to the other mare. “Before I give it back, you mentioned your side of the story?”
“Okay, the whole truth. I forced my agent to let me start the tour in Ponyville so I could get this close… to you. As to your request, I knew nothing of it until I returned to Canterlot from my last visit. My… agent informed me that he had already sent a reply.” Clarification slowly dripped into Rarity’s mind, and she floated the bottle towards the table, pouring the wine into the two waiting glasses.
“And… and what happened then?” She nudged one of the glasses towards Sapphire, the mare picking it up with a small smile and taking a sip, the continuing.
“When I found out he rejected your request, they took him to hospital. I think. Needless to say, he is no longer my agent. I was too busy with tour preparations to come see you personally. So when I got here this morning, I thought of doing something you would appreciate. Instead… you screamed at me.”
“But… why would you do anything for me? I just made you a few outfits!” Sapphire Shores finally noticed the blush that was upon Rarity’s cheeks, following her gaze to the bed. She was wearing the lingerie made for her, and then realised that the panties were crotchless, and her position left her marehood exposed.
“Oh… um.” The pony of pop slowly closed her legs, moving a cushion into her lap as she let her gaze drop to the floor. Rarity could tell more was coming, and as much as she wanted to follow through with her plans, she waited for the other mare to continue. It didn’t take long. “The only reason I pushed for the tour to start in Ponyville was for a chance to see… you.”
“Me? What in Equestria do you mean by that?”
“You’re… when I see you, I see a pony I admire, one that I respect.”
“Well… I would like to think us as friends, and I certainly feel that way towards them.” Sapphire gave a small sigh, standing from the bed, and slowly walking towards the unicorn. Clearly the message was not getting across in words, so action would be needed. She heard Rarity’s breath hitch in her throat as she closed the distance.
The white furred mare’s eyes went wide as she felt a soft touch to lips, which was broken a moment later as Sapphire pulled back, stepping away slightly with a small blush on her face. She turned to the table and gripped a glass of wine in her forehoof, closing her eyes as she brought it to her lips, her tail tucked between her legs. “Sapphire Shores…”
With a small sigh she put the glass back down, turning to face judgement for her actions, happy that she had finally showed Rarity she was interested. Her pleasant surprise was easy to understand when the unicorn’s muzzle appeared inches from her own, her kiss being returned, longer and more passionately.
Once they parted, both mares gasped for breath, their eyes meeting in silent agreement. Rarity’s horn glowed a pale blue, Sapphire smiling slyly as the unicorn’s dress slipped from her back, revealing the intricately designed lingerie. The earth pony couldn’t do anything but stare, her body following Rarity’s direction, rolling to her back on the bed. “M-miss Rarity, I had no idea you… um, I’m glad you swing this way.”
“Oh, Miss Shores, my… barn doors are double hinged. As you are about to find out.” Sapphire gave a surprised gasp as one of Rarity’s legs slipped between her thighs, grinding slightly against her nethers. Wrapping her forehooves around the unicorn’s neck, the earth pony pulled Rarity in for a deep kiss, her own leg returning the favour.
Both mares moaned happily against each other as their tongues fought for dominance, Rarity’s softly glowing horn making their eyes sparkle, their entwined legs moving faster against the other’s marehood. Pulling away with a loud moan, Sapphire looked up to see Rarity smirking down at her, the unicorn slowly moving down the earth pony’s body. “Oh, Miss Rarity!”
“Did you enjoy that? Perhaps another?” The earth pony gasped as she felt a tongue flick over her slit, then darting in between her walls, Rarity’s forehooves holding Sapphire’s hips against the satin sheets. She gave a small whimper as the fashionista decided to begin nibbling on her clit. Having been without a partner for a few months, her build up was quicker than she expected, biting down on the feather boa to stifle her scream of pleasure. Rarity did however notice, pushing herself up, leaving a hoof brushing softly against Sapphire’s now dripping pussy. “Well, that was quicker than I expected.”
In answer, the superstar rose up to meet the dressmaker, their lips connecting once more. Humming happily as she tasted her own juices, Sapphire pushed harder, Rarity rolling back so that she was underneath. She performed the same move as the unicorn, but stopped just above her crotch to nibble on her teats, causing the unicorn to give a shriek of unexpected pleasure.
There was a hoof gently sliding over Rarity’s nethers as Sapphire kissed her way down, finally giving the unicorn the pleasure she desired as a tongue flicked over her clit, the glowing horn flaring brighter. Instead of hips, Sapphire placed her hooves on her partner’s flanks, pressing into them firmly and earning a small moan.
She blew warm, teasing breaths over the marehood in front of her, making the mare whimper, Rarity shifting her hips in order to get closer. Sapphire indulged her of course, her wriggling muscle slipping between the dripping folds, pushing until Rarity’s clit was pressed against her nose.
Only pulling away for breath, Sapphire slipped a hoof between her legs and rubbed herself, the pleasured squeaks coming from Rarity only spurring her onto better efforts. The unicorn’s noises soon changed to low moans, her rear legs closing tightly on the earth pony’s muzzle, her forehooves placed behind her head. Her hips soon began to buck uncontrollably, her head rolling back with a loud scream as she hit orgasm, her juices dribbling down Sapphire’s muzzle.
Both mares rolled away, shifting so that they were lying next to each other, humming happily. Slowly, Sapphire reached a hoof out and placed it on Rarity’s flank, the unicorn giving a slight gasp before returning the gesture. Their heads turned and their lips met, moaning into each others mouths once more as their bodies followed.
Entwining their legs once more, each mare had a thigh become wet as they ground against each other, panting for breath as their lips broke. Giving a small giggle, Rarity’s horn flashed brightly before dimming down, grinning at Sapphire as she knew what was coming. The earth pony’s eyes went wide as something else began to pleasure her, glancing down to see a soft blue glow between them.
She bit her lip as she ground against Rarity more forcefully, the unicorn pressing back just as firm, their forehooves wrapped around each other. Their bodies were pressed together in a loving embrace, the grinding getting stronger in time with the brightness of the glow. Sapphire didn’t understand what was going on, but wasn’t going to stop it any time soon. They tried to kiss, but only held their lips together for seconds at a time, moaning and panting for breath.
Both mares threw their heads back at the same time, screaming to Celestia with pleasure as their bodies writhed about on each other, their rear legs flailing about. Once through their joint orgasm, they became a mess of heaving limbs on the bed, before two glasses were filled with wine and floated over in a pale blue aura. “Miss Shores, would… you like to spend the evening at mine?”
“Oh, Miss Rarity, I would love to!” Looking around, Rarity noticed the room was lacking of a shower, which she could really do with right now. Even though she was an adept magic user, the unicorn didn’t realise how small her repertoire of spells was until Twilight Sparkle came to town. After a few lessons, she had added more to her abilities, chief of which was teleportation.
“Come, then. We shall away.” With a bright flash, the pair appeared in Rarity’s large and lavish en suite attached to her bedroom, deep in the private area of Carousel Boutique. Soon the shower was turned on, the mares washed and dried, before they collapsed on the large, ornate bed, exhausted from the evening. After a few soft kisses, Sapphire Shores and Rarity Belle lay in each other’s hooves, happy, content, and ready for the land of slumber.
Slowly becoming aware that her hooves were wrapped around another pony, Rarity defiantly opened her eyes, a smile spreading across her face as she beheld Sapphire Shores, still sleeping peacefully.
Content to just lay in her bed, the unicorn nuzzled the earth pony's cheek, causing her to stir, but not waken, cream hoofs squeezing the white body a bit more firmly. Even the opening and closing of the boutique's back door didn't cause them any concern, nor the steady thud of small hooves on the stairs.
"RARITY!" The slamming open of the bedroom door, however, caused their eyes to shoot open, the unicorn filly entering the room and stomping around on the carpet. "Come on, get up! We need to go before Sapphire Shores lea..."
Sweetie Belle's voice trailed off when she leapt up and saw the couple on the bed, her cheeks slowly turning red. The filly was rather mature for her age, and quickly connecting the dots, before grinning widely and darting from the room. "Does she always make so much noise in the mornings?"
"Yes, unfortunately. Anyway, I am not ready to get up as of yet, I want more snuggle time." Sapphire giggled as Rarity softly pressed their lips together, then settled against each other's chest. "Sweetie Belle will be making us breakfast, so we have until it is ready."
"MOM, RARITY IS IN BED WITH SAPPHIRE SHORES" The two mares stared at each other, then broke out in a fit of giggles.
"Or maybe not."
Author's Note
And there we have it, our Hearts and Hooves Day sequel!
Thanks to Whitestrake for challenging me to do Spike x Gilda. I had to rethink my ways of writing him, and got practice for Gilda, who will soon be appearing in another story. Out of his stuff, I'd recommend The Equestrian Bloodmoon and the sequel The Brewing Storm along with the side story, The Equestrian Bloodmoon: Untold Events
So... who now wants to see their outfits?
