A Dying Love

by GatoYBeans

Rating: mature
Tags: Tragedy, Slice of Life, Sad, Dark, Romance
Length: 1914

"Is love worth dying for if no one loves you back Spike?"

Love is a strong sentiment emotion that all beings express once in a lifetime amongst the endless fruits society has grown. However Spike was never apart of that society, but yet he did the impossible he found out how to love but the greatest feeling is to be loved back… this was his unreachable fantasy to conquer Rarity's heart and this was how it had ended…

It was his dream…..

However he would never live up to that dream……..

I guess it was just a dream …….

#Great Gatsby, #Moulin Rouge, #Marilyn Monroe, #Amor

What to we live for?

Dedicada a mi unico amor que nunca a podido obtener y para mi raza.
Dios de guarde Talia Ortiz.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-05-27 02:40:03 UTC

Prequel

With inadequate reaction Spike moves his clean shot glass amongst the other endless piles of Scotch that had collectively grew as the night progressed. With no emotion he quietly sat at the bar as with conflicting thoughts circling against his better judgment. He grew old and was tired with being sad as he decided to drink himself until his body can rot as he could bear no more fruits of joyfulness. It has been over 8 months after that night she had left him, he just could not keep bottling his feelings and with no hope in sight he began to slowly erase what little life he had started as he was now homeless drinking this shit that he vowed to never drink. Then a sudden wave of guilt washed over spike as he cried as he can still remember what Twilight once told him.

“Greatest thing you'll ever learn is to love and be loved in return, never lose sight in those you love and remember those that love you back”

With great wrath he jerked forward his right arm as the mountain of brimming glasses smashed against the wall staining the fine tapestry. As Spike turned against his seat he fell forward as he hit the ground breaking his ruby that he held on for so many years that she had once given him.

“CELESTIA YOU FUCKING BITCH! WHY DID YOU HAVE to TAKE HER! WHY LEAVE ME ALONE. I LOVED HER AND SHE WAS MY ONLY TRUE LOVER OF A FRIEND AND NOW I MUST LIVE WITH THIS PAIN, OH GOD I HATE YOU”

Spike Yelled through the emptiness of his quite home that had once possessed the furniture that he had to sell in order to keep up with the never ending cuts in his credit. As spike tiressly crawled through the hallways he finally arrived at the broken picture of his once beautiful Pony that he knew as Rarity. He than grabbed the picture through the sharp glass and with blood drawn from his search he held the only other possessions that the repo-men hadn't taken away. Tears then made its way down the small picture of the photograph of Rarity and Spike at their Wedding. As he scanned the picture he looked down at his claws to see were the ring once was placed as they had long lived those happier moments 5 years ago.

As Spike slowly began to sit up placing his hand against the wall for support he slowly began to drag himself towards the now empty living room before finally resting on his mattress littered with the further alcohol from the previous nights. Music could be heard from the small radio emiting from across the kitchen. As he sat listening to those final words as the song was near its ending, small tears splashed against the red mess of the picture ruining the paper from ever being pure again. A quick scene of his wedding propsal flashed across his eyes.

"Rarity..You are my life, my essence, and my only reason to live in this world, without you I will walk the ends of the earth but never find that loving smile that shines across the dark hearts to all those that are blind, becasue to me you are not Rarity..You are my Love.

As the couple neared each other, each near one another in a loving embrace, they could find the love within thier eyes and know that this moment will mark the new happy chapter for the rest of thier lives

"Spike I will always be there for you my love and no matter what happens, I will alway love you....."

They kissed.

Spike finally lowered the picture as he felt across his the mattress as his fingertips felt the cold metal of the barrel he had saved for this final moment. He began to see the images of his honeymoon replay in his mind,.. how they were happy those many years ago.

(Spike POV)

I carefully climbed down the ladder and walked about fifty feet to the pool, all the while dropping all my sweat soaked clothing along the way.  Glancing over at m’Love I noticed her relaxing and watching me just as I jumped into the water.  Her laughter and smiling face lingered in my mind as I plunged under the cool and refreshing water.

Oh, the water felt so good! I was no longer hot and sweaty but swimming free of any restrictive clothing.  I found the hot sun and stifling humid air but a distant memory.  When I surfaced I looked for m’Love on the porch, but she was no where to be found.  So I returned to back paddling and just relaxing in the cool water.  I dove under the surface of the water, enjoying being completely submersed.  Surfacing I looked up to see an attractive figure standing on the edge of the pool, my beautiful wife of twenty-five years was wrapped in a beach towel.

As she looked at me she slowly dropped the towel and was standing there completely nude.  Her sun lit, womanly figure momentarily reminded me of a priceless statue I had once seen in the castle gardens.  She smiled and then slowly raised her arms high and jumped in the air; her beautiful body arched as she dove into the pool.

I watched her distorted under water form as she spread her long legs and arms and then stroked moving underneath the water. She broke through the surface just in front of me her breasts sliding against my legs, then my thighs, and stopping to rest against my chest.

As I looked at her wet face I brushed her soft hair behind her ears. She took her delicate fingers and wiped the water from her eyes, while my soft cock was nestling against her neatly trimmed mound.

I wrapped my arms around her and whispered, “I love you,” in her ear.

She whispered back, “Honey, you were looking so sexy and hot up there working in the sun, and now you look even hotter naked in here with me.” With that said she slid her hand down my thigh and she grasped my cock with her hand under the water.

Suddenly there was some noise in the Mimosa tree next to us.  When we looked up a pair of bluebirds were cuddled next to each other on a large branch.  The female bluebird ruffled her feathers to the advancing pretty blue male.  I smiled looking at my love who was now watching the birds while continuing to stroke my cock. Seizing the opportunity of her outstretched neck I started kissing her just under her right ear; slowly kissing and moving to her throat and up the other side. Then with my tongue, I lightly rimmed her ear, my heavy breathing blowing softly into her ear.  Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and I noticed the fresh scent of the large honeysuckle vine with its blossoms filling the air around us.

As glanced back towards the bluebirds I saw that the male had moved behind his mate and began flapping his wings.  The female bluebird responded lifting her tail high in the air.

“Looks like we are not the only lovebirds here,” I remarked to m’Love.

We looked passionately into each others eyes and our lips met.  Her hand still grasping my now fully erect cock, she guided it to the entrance of her pussy.  She began massaging her clit with the head of my cock.  Then moving it a little lower placed it deliberately between her pussy’s lips.  With her other arm around my neck, she weightlessly wrapped her legs around my waist, “Give me a ride my sexy hard workin’ man!”  Her hot pussy hungrily swallowed my entire cock deep, deep inside; she sure felt wonderful inside.  When I am inside the love of my life, this is the moment in life when nothing else ever matters, absolutely nothing!

Long time lovers, we were now entwined in the cool water.  M’Love passionately began to torture me by slowly thrusting her hips, humping my cock in deep full strokes and then stopping completely.  Our passions were in sync by years of experience, our tongues dancing the dance of love, my tongue encircling her tongue. Suddenly her hands grabbed the back of my head and her tongue forced its way deep into my mouth. With my cock still buried in her pussy and now her tongue buried in my mouth, I sucked on it hard, rolling my tongue around hers.  Then I seized my opportunity, as her tongue started pumping in and out of my mouth, I moved both my hands to just under the cheeks of her beautiful ass.

My middle fingers stretched to reach that nice, highly sensitive, perineum. Reaching their destination my finger tips just barely caressing the sensitive pleasure zone, my hands working to spread her cheeks open just a little more.  With her ass firmly in my hands I forced her pussy deeper onto to my fully enlarged cock.  With out her raising objection my curious middle fingers now continued to explore the new flesh of the once forbidden areas.

Our chests were mashed together in the water making sucking noises as my arms pulled her in a tighter embrace.  This moment felt so right; to be here in all our natural nakedness, embracing my one and only true love; outside, in the open, and under the hot sun’s rays.  In nature, with all the honey suckle with its aromatic fragrance, birds singing and clouds floating over head calling to us.  My ears filled with our rapid breathing and the sound of water splashing between us.

Then the moment of “oneness” came, our simultaneous orgasms brought the deepest of sexual pleasure as we embraced tightly, my cock shooting my love potion deep inside her lovely pussy.

Looking into her beautiful eyes I whispered, “I love you Rarity.”

“I love you Spike,” she answered.

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“Now Everything has gone too shit no thanks to that bitch!” Spike told himself but with sudden realization he cursed his arrogance and held the picture against his beating heart as the cold barrel of his 9mm was held in the grip of his left claw. It was over for a Dragon like him and if she was dead there was no point in living if everything he once loved had abandoned him because of his fault.

“I’m Ugly, no I am terrible person, I had worked my soul and heart out for her and these are the thanks I get.”

As spike began slowly began to raise the barrel of the Gun up against his mouth quick images of his life began to speed up as he could remember the many adventures that he had lived from helping Cadence save the Crystal Empire to the very day he had proposed to Rarity his only love he had lived for. Now she was with Fancy and he will be doing everyone else a favor.

A loud gunshot was heard as the beautiful night sky covered what little reminiscence the household had once had, the love it had once prospered and how it had unfolded to drive it to the point of depression and betrayal of Young Spike into suicdial madness. The toxic love that had tainted his heart, and his so called 'friends' never even came to stop him before pulling the trigger thay was long ago destined to end his miserable exsistance.

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