With the last book on the shelf, Spike slid down the ladder and wiped some sweat off his forehead. "Whew. I'm done over here, Twilight!"

She spun herself toward the baby dragon and smiled. "Thanks, Spike. Go ahead and take the rest of the day off."

He was more than eager to leave the castle. Maybe he could help Rarity with something. "Thanks Twilight. Let me know if there's anything else I can help you with."

Spike left before Twilight could think of any other jobs for him to do. He'd been her assistant since before she became a princess, and while he was grateful for her continuing to retain his services, there was a lot more work to do now keeping up with all her royal duties.

He wandered through Ponyville, his legs on autopilot, and before he knew it, found himself standing outside Carousel Boutique. Spike pushed the door, but was surprised to find it locked. Wouldn't the shop normally be open at this time of day? Spike knocked on the door and waited.

After a few moments, the door was opened a crack by a rather flustered Rarity. "Spikey-Wikey, what a... errr... pleasant surprise." Rarity's cheeks were flushed with pink, like she'd just been working out. But Rarity didn't usually exercise, did she?

Spike started to walk towards the open door, but Rarity didn't seem to be willing to open it up any wider. "I was wondering if you had any things you wanted your favourite dragon to do for you today."

"Ummm... things?" asked Rarity.

"You know, stuff around the shop I can help out with," Spike answered, taking another step towards the door.

"Actuallythereissomething," rushed out Rarity with a panicked tone in her voice, "waitaminute!" The door shut, and Spike heard the sound of a key turning in the lock. This was very strange behaviour.

Spike waited, and moments later the door opened again. Rarity passed out a ruby bracelet that Spike recognised as one of her favourites. "I don't suppose you could take this to Amethyst Star's shop and have it cleaned for me?" she asked.

"Sure," said Spike, "and then bring it back here?"

"Whatever," answered Rarity, "but if the shop's closed it's because I'm... errr... out. Yes, out. Busy, busy, busy! Just hang on to it, and I can pick it up from the castle tomorrow."

"OK," said Spike. He took the bracelet, but couldn't help feeling that Rarity was acting strangely.

Rarity slammed the door shut, and once again Spike heard the key turn in the lock. He slipped the bracelet onto his arm, even though it was far too big, and walked over the bridge to the town square.

The jewelers' was on the north side of the square, but when Spike arrived he saw a notice on the shop door that it was closed today. He peeked in the windows, hoping he could beg a favour from the magenta unicorn who ran the shop, but she was nowhere to be seen.

Dejectedly, Spike returned to the castle. He let himself in the back door and went up the stairs to his bedroom, avoiding Twilight Sparkle who might have thought up some more work for him by now.

He laid on his bed and stared at the bracelet. It didn't look dirty anyway. What would it have on it? Couldn't be anything worse than Rarity's sweat. Rarity's sweet ambrosia sweat. Spike sighed. He looked at the jewelery more closely. He sniffed at it. It smelt faintly of the white unicorn mare that held such a special place in his heart. He closed his eyes, held the bracelet close to his nose, and inhaled deeply. "Rarity..." he thought to himself.

Spike couldn't help himself. He allowed his tongue to reach out for one of the rubies. As tempting as it was to gobble it up, that was not his aim. Instead he licked it, allowing his little pink tongue to explore its edges. It had the delicate salty taste of long-dried pony sweat.

Spike looked around. He went to his bedroom door. He could hear voices from Twilight's room. But she was here by herself, right? Maybe she had burst into song - Spike knew that ponies do that from time to time. His own singing had met mixed reviews at the Equestria Games. He shut his door and turned the key in the lock. Now he had some privacy.

The little dragon laid on his bed and closed his eyes. He rubbed the bracelet against his face and once again put his tongue to work, letting it slide over each ruby. Maybe the bracelet would get a cleaning today after all! While his tongue roamed the bracelet, he imagined it was Rarity's mouth, and each ruby was a tooth.

He imagined kissing the beautiful white mare, running his claws through her elegant purple mane, and stroking the side of her face. He could almost see her beautiful blue eyes in front of him. They kissed and their tongues intertwined. Spike could feel himself getting hard.

In Spike's mind, Rarity pulled away from the kiss and whispered to him, "Spikey-Wikey, my big strong dragon, there's been something I've always wanted to try with you."

Spike rubbed the bracelet down his belly towards his now solid member, and imagined that Rarity was kissing her way down his stomach.

With his mind's eye, he saw Rarity look up to him and flutter her long eyelashes before taking his cock into her mouth. Spike wrapped the bracelet around his cock twice, nice and tight, but not too tight.

Spike imagined the bracelet as Rarity's mouth as it slid up and down his engorged purple pole. She was using her teeth of course, but ever so gently. He pictured her face, her delicate purple mane, and her big blue sparkling eyes, more sparkly than any gem he'd ever had the pleasure of eating, looking up at him, hungry for his seed. "It won't be long," he whispered, as if she could hear him.

He'd thought about Rarity while masturbating before, naturally. In fact, he rarely thought of anypony else. Sometimes, maybe, her sister, but it was nearly always Rarity, the pony of his dreams. He'd never felt this close to her while he was doing it though.

And indeed it wasn't long. He could feel himself reaching the point of no return. He clung to the bracelet tighter, and rubbed it up and down his dragonhood faster and faster until he climaxed, sighing and breathing a tiny green flame. His semen spilled out onto his claws, and coated the bracelet as well.

Winding down, he unraveled the bracelet from his now drooping cock, and gave it a quick wipe on his bed sheets.

As Spike drifted off to a happy sleep, his last thought was that now the bracelet really would need to be taken to Amethyst Star for a clean. He just hoped there would be enough time for another go with it in the morning.

Author's Note

sbloom85: And in comes Twilight.
Oh, Spike. I'm sorry about bugging you again, but could you-
Spike? What in Equestria?
Oh. Hey, Twilight. What's up?

If you liked this chapter, be sure to check out VitalSpark's other works. This was written before the main six were done.