Author's Note

Another chapter up for your viewing pleasure, thanks once again to my new editor Beirirangu. Enjoy

Ch.3 Unforeseen Developments

Spike quickly put today’s breakfast together, ensuring that he wasn’t going to be far behind his schedule for today: he promised to help Rarity move her latest shipment of clothes, and he certainly didn’t want to disappoint the lovely seamstress. When he was finished, they both sat at the table, eating their respective meals while Twilight asked Spike about his night out. While keeping certain content hidden from the lavender unicorn, he told her about how he got backstage and was able to watch Vinyl perform, particularly how awesome it was, and then how she let him play her newest mix for the crowd, before the two joined up and sent the party into overdrive. All in all, it was definitely a night he wouldn’t soon forget, and when he was finished telling her, he went straight to work on his chores.

A few hours later, with a little dusting, sweeping, mopping, and helping Twilight catalog some new books, Spike was done, with a half hour and some change to spare. So, with a quick goodbye, Spike leisurely headed out to help the unicorn of his dreams.

Canterlot Castle

At the same time, in Celestia’s private study, the Princess of the Sun took her time eyeing the flier she received in the mail, the one for her son’s little business. According to some of her maids, the word around Canterlot was that Spike’s taken up small, part-time jobs; helping ponies with anything they needed. His customers found his pay reasonable and his work outstanding; leaving him highly recommended to any and all who needed an extra hand.

While she was certainly proud of her son’s accomplishment, she couldn’t help but feel a little left out. To start such an endeavor and simply not tell her, especially with the success rate he’s received, left her feeling a little hurt. She remembered a time when Spike couldn’t wait a single second before telling her about something he’d learned, with the same enthusiasm as her own faithful student. But with Spike, she knew it was different; for Twilight, it was showing her teacher that she was learning her lessons as she was supposed to, but for Spike, it was showing his mommy how good he was at something, and trying to make her smile.

She sighed heavily before placing the paper on her desk. “Oh, my little Spikey. All grown up and trying to leave mommy behind,” she spoke wistfully.

Feeling a little more than nostalgic, Celestia placed both hands on her desk, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes, preparing herself for one of her favorite pastimes, keeping a watchful eye on her son. The Alicorn’s horn instantly lit up in its golden glow before her eyes shot open, glowing bright white. In that instant, Celestia surrendered herself to the same force she was charged with raising and lowering each and every day; The sun. Celestia quickly felt her conscience leave her body and, at first, all she saw was darkness, but that soon passed in a bright flash as her vision soon gave way to all of Canterlot from a bird’s eye view. While Celestia and Luna didn’t consider themselves Goddesses, the very handy ability to astral project themselves into their respective celestial bodies, granting them the ability to perceive all within the watchful eye of said celestial bodies, made for a very compelling argument.

With this, Celestia could see all that transpired in her wonderful city, from the civilians walking the streets to her open bedroom balcony doors, which allowed her to see her dearest sister playing with one of her new toys, in her bed, completely ignoring her earlier warning. Oh, Lulu, you’re going to pay for that, Celestia hissed, angrily. Ignoring the display, she turned her watchful gaze over to the small village of Ponyville. In a manner of seconds, her vision zoomed in on her target and began scanning around for Spike. Now, now, where could my favorite son be, hm? She muttered to herself before catching sight of the purple scaled dragon gliding over the town. Ah, there you are.

Celestia watched happily as Spike glided back down to the ground and landing in front of the Element of Generosity’s clothing store. He quickly walked over to the door, but before he knocked, he started straightening his clothes, combing his spines back, and putting breath mints in his mouth. She giggled slightly, watching him fluff and preen himself for his crush, until he finally knocked on the door. It didn’t take long until the beautiful unicorn mare answered the door, a look of joy, clear as day, was on her face. She ushered him inside and he didn’t hesitate to comply. Concentrating her magic ever so slightly, Celestia was able to see through exterior of the Boutique and saw Rarity leading Spike through the foyer, where a large number of dresses were hanging in rows before them, with stacks of empty boxes to the right.

Inside Carousel Boutique

“Thank you, once again, Spike. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate the help,” Rarity said as she used her magic to roll the racks over to them in an orderly row.

“No problem, don’t worry about it,” he assured her, waving off her thanks. “You know me, always glad to help.”

“And always the gentledrake,” she giggled as the two of them began their work. Spike first brought over an empty box, while Rarity took a dress from its hook and, with her magic, gently and neatly folded it and placed it inside the box. Spike soon joined her in folding the dresses and putting them away. When the box was full, Spike closed and taped it shut, allowing them to continue on to the next.

About an hour passed later, the two finally finished, and just as they begun to relax, there was a knock at the door. Seeing that Rarity had just sat down, feeling somewhat exhausted, Spike answered the door, instead. When he opened the door, he found the Cargo loading ponies, ready to pick up their shipment, to which he simply moved aside, letting them grab the shipment. It didn’t take long before all the boxes were loaded onto the wagon, and after signing for the pickup, the movers were out and on their way. Spike closed the door and headed back over to Rarity, who was laying on her red, duvet couch. “My word, that was tiring,” she sighed heavily as he approached her. “It would’ve been far worse if you weren’t here. Thank you so much, darling.”

“Don’t mention it,” he told her, looking down at her gorgeous body as she attempted to push herself up, to which he responded by sitting down beside her, firmly grasping her shoulders and helping her up. “Wow, you really are tired, your shoulders are all tense,” he stated, feeling the stiffness in her joints.

“Sadly, yes,” she admitted, stretching her arms forward to try and alleviate some of her stiffness. “Those dresses took me some time to finish, I barely managed to get to sleep last night, and then I had to get up early to give them all a final once over. After all of that, I’m afraid I am quite tired.”

“Here, maybe I can help,” he said as he pulled his hands higher up her shoulders, “if that’s okay with you, that is?”

“Oh Spike, you should know by now that your touch is never unwanted,” she smiled as she turned her back to him and pulled her hair out of the way.

Spike smiled as he began to massage her stiff joints, taking great pleasure in hearing Rarity’s moans under his tender care. The fashionista soon felt her stress melting away like a steady river as a sense of serenity and calm took its place. She certainly loved how attentive Spike was with her whenever she asked for it, and sometimes not even then. With her mind finally at ease, a thought came to it as she took in the current scenario: her work was finished, the boutique was closed for the moment, and finally, she had Spike all to herself. What more could she ask for?

“Spike, deary,” Rarity cooed, looking over her shoulder to meet his gaze.

“Yes~,” he answered in a sing song tone.

“I know I’ve said this many a time, already. But I truly can’t thank you enough for helping me,”

“And like I said many a time before, no problem,” he assured her.

“Still, I would like to repay you for your assistance.”

“Seriously, it’s not necessary,”

“But I want to,” she said as she fully turned to face him. “Now close your eyes and you’ll get a wonderful surprise.”

Spike gave a small smile as he did as he was told. “Now don’t open them until I tell you.”

“Okay.”

Spike waited patiently before he felt something being placed atop his head; something big and soft. What the... Spike’s thoughts trailed on as he reached up to grab the object.

“Nu uh uh, not yet,” he heard Rarity chastise him, but her voice sounded slightly louder and further away. Spike put his hand down and waited a few moments longer, until he finally heard Rarity speak again. “Okay, dear, you can open your eyes.”

Spike did as he was told and opened his eyes, but his vision was still met with darkness. “What?” He muttered to himself as he reached up to grab whatever was obscuring his vision.

When he pulled it down, his eyes shrunk to the size of pinpricks and his cheeks burned red under his scales. The object he held was a purple laced bra. Rarity’s giggling fill his ears as he looked up toward the stairs and found Rarity standing at the top of them with her arms crossed her chest, using them to push up her glorious mounds. “Still think my thanks aren’t necessary?”

“Who am I to squander the generosity of such a lovely mare?” He stated as he stood up, giving Rarity his best chivalry bit.

“Oh, then there’s more where that came from, Spikey,” she stated as she turned her back, but kept her head turned to look at him. “All you have to do is come upstairs and get it.” She said, shaking those sexy hips and tail.

“Don’t mind if I do,” spike said as he gave her a playful growl, stalking over to her like a predator on the prowl.

Rarity giggled and squealed excitedly as she ran to her room with Spike not far behind.

High in the sky, Celestia’s ethereal form watched everything that transpired within the Boutique, but her mind simply couldn’t fathom what she was witnessing in the alabaster mare’s bedroom. Oh my, he... and she... but I thought... oh dear, where did he learn to do that? She stammered as her thoughts ran away with her.

Continuing to watch the intimate display between the two, Celestia remained silent throughout its entirety. When it was over, she watched the two bask in the afterglow and Celestia finally found herself again. Feeling she’d seen more than enough, she decided to end her observations here. Once again focusing her magic, Celestia released herself from her charge’s thrall and returned to her body. With the connection severed, Celestia’s magic faded along with the white glow in her eyes and she once again found herself in her study. “Well... that was certainly... something,” she said to no one in particular, resting her head in her hand. “My little Spikey and Rarity? Why didn’t he tell me? Why didn’t Twilight tell me? And how long has this been going on?”

So many questions, yet no one to answer them. Celestia was certainly not mad, she was very surprised, but not mad. She knew she rarely ever had the opportunity to see him, or even visit, but it was clear that Spike was drifting further away from her and that’s not what she wanted. She sighed heavily as she laid back into her chair, trying to relax, but when she crossed her legs to get comfortable, she noticed a slight dampness between them. Not really wanting to move from her spot, she simply uncrossed her legs and pulled her hand between her thighs to brush up against her marehood. She then pulled her hand up to her face, gazing at the slick fluid running down her fingers. “Oh, Spike, it’s been a while since you made me feel like this.”

Not wanting it to go waste, Celestia pulled her fingers to her mouth and suckled on her own honey, making sure not to miss a single drop. When she was finished and pulled her hand free, she glanced up at the ceiling, deep in thought. Celestia always adored Spike as any mother would her son, but there were always these... feelings. Feelings of longing, need and desire, but sadly, for Celestia, as well as for reasons she couldn’t explain, these feelings were always directed at the young dragon.

So many years had passed, and with it, so many equine lovers. As the eons flew by, she fought the pain of knowing she would outlive those she held dear, until she managed to come across a fellow immortal with whom she bared her soul to. Sadly enough, this soul had another love, which he could not wretch himself from, and that was his love of chaos and mayhem. It was not easy for her, but with the help of her sister, she overcame her heartbreak and what needed to be done, sealing her former lover in stone. Since then, she never found another she could share herself with, none but her sister, who gave herself to Celestia so readily that it became rather obsessive. Many years passed before Luna became corrupted and fell from grace, only to become a creature that was so frightening and dark, it could only be called ‘a Nightmare’.

Now, truly and utterly alone, Celestia simply dedicated herself to helping her little ponies find peace and prosperity. Such work was fulfilling, and time flew by in leaps and bounds as it did for most immortal creatures. Until one day, when strolling down the street in her Capital city, she found two extraordinary things. A young filly with exceptional potential and an adorable new born baby dragon. When Twilight hatched Spike, she was quite young, herself, and certainly nowhere near able to take care of and nurture the poor thing on her own; so on that day, Celestia took on Twilight as her personal protégé and became Spike’s caretaker.

She could still remember the night she brought him home, clear as daylight. Even as a hatchling, he was a rambunctious little thing; climbing, biting, and clawing anything he could get his claws and teeth into. Luckily for Celestia, his teeth weren’t fully developed, since he actually nibbled on her wing, once. It certainly hurt, but nothing too damaging. Finally, by the end of the night, when she was about to settle the two of them into bed, he wailed as loudly as his little lungs would allow. The poor thing was hungry. Celestia knew Dragons ate gems, but his teeth weren’t strong enough to break any of the ones she had, and doing so would only hurt the little one. That’s when a thought came to mind of a spell she remembered.

She sat down in her bed, cradling Spike in her arms, hushing and cooing him to calm down as she focused her magic, casting the spell. With her magic active, she weaved the spell, surrounding her body in her golden aura until it quickly shrunk and enveloped her buxom chest. She felt a strong tingling sensation under her skin, before ending the spell. It was then that she used her magic to pull her night gown up and remove her bra, revealing her pure white snow globes. Cancelling her magic, she raised one hand and took her right nipple between her fingers, gently kneading the sensitive flesh and, with a little coxing, produced a small bead of milk, which dripped onto her fingers. She held her milk covered fingers to the hatchling, which the baby quickly responded to, lapping at the sweet liquid with his dexterous muscle.

The Solar Princess giggled at the cute little reptile. She then took a deep breath and brought him closer to the source, praying that he didn’t bite down as hard as he did when he bit her wing. What happened next, Celestia couldn’t have possibly foreseen. When he was just inches away from her nipple, his tongue lashed out like a whip before he pulled his head in close, covering her entire areola with his mouth. She cried out in a gasp as she felt the hatchling suckled her teat with great vigor. Celestia’s body trembled, her breath becoming strained and ragged as pleasure rushed through her body, while milk poured down the baby’s throat.

The baby’s sucking became slightly rougher as the inevitable came and he bit down on her nipple, causing more milk to spring forth. It took every ounce of willpower the Alicorn possessed to remain still and simply let the little hatchling have his fill; which became exceedingly difficult with the constant wave of pleasure running through her. It wasn’t much longer until the baby gave a final suck of her teat and she had finally reach her own release, crying out in pleasure.

After becoming a panting mess, she looked down at the hatchling, watching as he licked his muzzle of the milk he missed. When he was finished, his gaze shifted to meet her lavender eyes with his big, green, emerald orbs before smiling and clapping his claws at her. Celestia couldn’t explain it; a baby brought her to climax with a single, simple nursing. Unsure whether or not her pleasurable reaction was an accident, she decided that she should test her theory; she assigned a wet nurse to feed Spike for a week. During said week, Celestia’s theory was proven right as the hatchling brought his nurse sexual release with each and every feeding.

Now, Celestia was no prophet, but upon such a rare find, she realized two things: this young drake would become quite the stud when he came of age, and when that time came, she would be his mate.

So time moved on and Celestia happily played the loving mother for her loving son, but she knew, when he reached a prominent age, he would begin to do something all dragons inherently do: hoard; not just gems and treasures, but woman as well. After seeing how attached Spike became to Twilight and, soon after, Rarity, not to mention her updates on her son’s growth from the Everfree’s residential herbalist, the Princess became content with the notion of having them as well. She certainly felt a love for the Element bearers, the likes of which she hadn’t seen or felt in eons, so if Spike wanted one or two, she would not disapprove.

But still, if he was becoming more active, then she would have to make her move, and to do so, she needed information; information that would allow her to properly execute her plans; information she could only get from Spike. I need to see him. I miss him so much, but I can’t. I know even if I managed to get him alone, he’s not going to want to talk about this stuff, especially with his ‘mommy’. Not to mention, I have a full schedule today. I could have Luna fill in for me, but that doesn’t help me with Spike, exactly, she thought to herself. Think, Celestia, there has to be some way this could work.

Her eyes then glanced down at her desk, where the flier for Spike’s business sat untouched. It was then that her eyes widened and a plan began to form in her head. She sat up properly in her seat and picked up the flier, her face formed a very devious expression. “Hm, this may work out better than I expected,” she muttered to herself. She put the flier down and picked up a quill and ink, “okay, Spike. It’s time to have some alone time with mommy dearest.”

Carousel Boutique

Back in Rarity’s room, Spike had just finished putting on his clothes, while Rarity lay sound asleep in her bed, a wide smile stretched across her face. He walked over and planted a gentle kiss on her cheek, to which she giggled, burying her face deeper into her pillow. Spike chuckled once in his throat before taking his leave.

As he made his way out of the Boutique and into the streets, he was feeling pretty good, and not just because he sex with the mare of his dreams. He finished his chores, helped Rarity, and it was still pretty early in the day. Naturally, he’d head home to see if Twilight had anything new for him to do. If not, he’d have the rest of the day to himself. When he finally made his way home, he instantly found Twilight sitting at her desk, reading and taking notes. “Yo, Twi, I’m back,” he stated as he walked into the room.

“Oh, hey,” she greeted him with a wave as she went back to work. “So, how did it go at Rarity’s?”

“Good, it was pretty easy.”

“Really, you’ve been gone for a while now?” Twilight said, a bit confused.

“Oh, I just stuck around to help her relax. She was feeling pretty exhausted, I just wanted to make sure she was okay.”

“That was nice of you,”

“So, have you eaten lunch yet?” He asked.

Twilight’s response came from her stomach, rumbling with hunger. “Hehehe, guess not.”

“Alright, why don’t I fix us something t-urgh,” Spike was interrupted when he felt an all too familiar sensation rising in his stomach. Quickly taking a deep breath, he burped a puff of green flame, from which, a scroll appeared and fell into his hand.

“What is it?” Twilight asked as she turned around.

Spike quickly noticed the Sun Seal symbol wrapped around the scroll answered her question. “It’s from the Princess,” he said as he unraveled it. “Huh, that’s... strange.”

“What? What does it say?” Twilight asked worriedly, getting up and walking over to the drake.

“It’s from the Princess, but it’s one of my Job application fliers,” he answered. “The Princess... just hired me for a job.”

“Really?” Twilight said as she took the application from him and read it over. “Huh, it appears she needs you to help a new attendant of hers, one that’s also new to Canterlot, by showing her around the city for the day. You’re right, that is strange.”

“How did she even find out about my business?” Spike asked as he scratched his head.

“Wait, you mean you didn’t tell her about your Odd Jobs?” Twilight asked in confusion.

“No, I didn’t think it was that big of a deal,” he stated with a shrug of his shoulders.

“Spike,” she snapped disapprovingly.

“What? It’s just a small, part time thing, not some... multi-national conglomerate.”

“Still, don’t you think the Princess; a.k.a your mother, would want to hear about something like this from you, her son?”

With another shrug of his shoulders, Twilight facepalmed herself as she groaned. Wiping her hand down her face, she glared at him. “When this little job of yours is finished, you’re going to stay and talk to your mother about this. Do you hear me?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” spike responded in a somewhat frightened tone.

“Now hurry, don’t make the Princess wait,” she told him, shooing him off.

“But what about lunch,”

“I’m a grown mare; I can feed myself. Go!”

“Okay, okay. Jeez,” he said. With that discussion over, Spike hurried downstairs to send one of his response forms and prepared to tackle his latest job. After sending his response, Spike made sure he looked presentable to play tour guide, took a deep, calming breath, exhaled slowly, prepared himself, mentally, for what he was sure to be a somewhat awkward matter, since he knew his mom would want to discuss this sooner or later, and took off through a torrent of green flames.

Canterlot Castle

Inside the throne room, the Solar diarch sat atop her throne, reading the response, “please place this response on floor and stand back”. Following the instructions, Celestia tossed the note away, allowing it to float to the base of the steps to the throne. A short moment later, right where the paper landed, a pillar of green flames erupted. The flames quickly dissipated and, where the small note once was, Spike now stood, with his chest puffed out and a professional smile on his face. “Good evening, I am Spike, of Spike’s Odd Jobs, where no job is too odd,” he spoke with pride and professionalism. Spike’s air of pride was instantly deflated upon the sound of Celestia’s giggling, or rather, her attempt to stifle her laughter behind her hand. “I try to keep things civil and then you go and mock me, is that it, mom?”

“I’m sorry, dear, you know I mean nothing by it,” Celestia said, finally getting herself under control. “You just look so cute with that little... performance.”

“So, despite the laughter, I’m guessing you’re kinda... mad at me, huh?” Spike said as he scratched his head.

“Now why would you think that?” She asked with a raised brow and slight tilt of her head.

“Well, I know I didn’t tell you about my business, but I didn’t mean anything by it, I just didn’t think it was a big deal.” He tried to explain himself.

“Oh, Spike,” she scoffed as she rose from her throne and descended down the stairs. “I can assure you, I am not angry with you; a little hurt that you didn’t seem fit to inform me, even when your business started becoming so successful, but it’s understandable. We both have rather demanding jobs that take up our time.”

“Yeah, I guess we do,” he chuckled a little. “But I gotta ask, why did you fill out one of my applications? If you needed my help with something, all you needed to do was ask.”

“Come now, dear, what kind of mother would I be if I didn’t support my son’s endeavors,” she asked when she finally reached him, giving him a motherly smile. Knowing full well what came next, both Spike and Celestia embraced each other in a tight hug. Spike couldn’t help himself as he nuzzled his head between her buxomous chest, her warmth and scent, it was like falling into a happy memory of his youth. When they finally separated, Celestia looked down at him and placed a finger against his nose, gaining his attention. “However, that doesn’t mean that this won’t be discussed later on. After I found out about this little business of yours, my interest was piqued, and I’d like hear more about it.”

“Don’t worry, you will, I promise,” he assured her as they separated.

“Good boy,” she said, patting his head.

“So, where’s this ‘attendant’ I’m supposed to show around town?”

“Ah, yes,” Celestia said with realization as she looked passed him down toward the double door entrance. “You can come in now, dear.”

With that said, the doors were opened in a dark orange glow, revealing a lone unicorn mare. Her coat was pristine white, her eyes were pale blue, her mane was a shade of light pink with a streak of turquoise running through it. To Spike’s surprise, she was relatively tall, about his height, her figure was curvy: wide hips, narrow shoulders, long and elegant legs, nice and slender arms, and a chest that held a pair of breasts he thought could only be seen on his dear aunt Luna. She wore casual white dress shirt with a light purple dress skirt, a pair of black stockings, and black heels. The mare walked over to them, a beaming smile on her face, and stood next to Celestia, in front of Spike. “Spike, this is Gleaming Comet. Starting next week, she’ll be working here as a Castle maid. While her job mainly pertains to here in the castle, I’d like for you to give her a simple tour of the city, to get her familiar with the layout of everything, should she ever be needed to be sent out on an errand for any reason, or for her own personal matters.” Celestia explained.

“Hello, Spike, it’s very nice to meet you,” Gleaming Comet smiled as she held out her hand, which Spike took happily. “The Princess said you come highly recommended. I’m really looking forward to this little outing.”

“Yup, leave it to me. By the end of the day, you’ll be able to find your way around Canterlot blindfolded.” He assured her.

“Well, I’ll leave her in your care, Spike; I have a few meetings I have to get ready for.” Celestia chimed in.

“Right, no problem,” he smiled and gave a stern nod. “C’mon, I’ll show you around the Castle grounds to start us off.”

“Very well, lead the way,” The unicorn insisted. Spike took the lead with the young unicorn hot on his trail.

When they were gone, Celestia closed the doors and sighed heavily. With that, Celestia’s horn lit up, but not in its usual golden glow, but in a navy blue hue. In a short flash, where Celestia once stood, a disgruntled Princess Luna took her place. “Tis so unfair to leave us out of this, dear sister,” she said with a huff and puff of her cheeks. “You owe us big time, Tia.”

A Couple of Hours Later

It didn’t take too long for Spike to show Gleaming Comet around the Castle grounds. He started at the Maid’s quarters, the Guard’s quarters, the kitchen, the pantry, the garden, the training grounds, etc. Assuring him that she got the gist of the layout, Comet insisted on moving on to the rest of the city, to which Spike asked where she’d like to start. This lead them to Canterlot’s main shopping district. “So, here’s what most consider Canterlot; the Shopping center,” he stated, gesturing to all of the stores and ponies around them, carrying bags and boxes of various sizes. “You can find just about anything here.”

Spike watched as Comet took in all the sights, all bright eyed and bushy tailed. “It’s really amazing, although a lot of these places look like they cost and arm and leg to shop at.”

“Not really, only about a third of Canterlot’s populace is anything more than middle class.” Spike told her with a shrug as he glanced around, his eye catching sight of one of his favorite establishments. “For instance, that over there is my friend, Pony Jo’s donut shop,” he smiled at her, pointing to little donut shop sitting at the end of the street. “He makes the best donuts in all of Canterlot.”

“You don’t say? That actually sounds pretty tempting right about now,” she stated looking up at him. “Wanna grab a bite?”

“Well-” Spike stomach decided to answer for him as he remembered he missed lunch with Twilight a few hours ago. “Yeah, I could probably use a snack.”

The two headed down to the donut shop for quick pick me up. Once inside, they were immediately greeted by the owner, Pony Joe, ponying the counter. “Hey, Spike, long time no see.”

“Tell me about it,” the drake chuckled as the two walked over to the counter.

“So, who’s this pretty mare,” Joe asked casually, his hints not going unnoticed by Spike.

“Relax, this is Gleaming Comet, a new maid up from the castle, Princess Celestia asked me to show her around the city, so we decided to stop in for a bite.”

“Is that it?” The earth pony stallion asked with a raised brow. “We’re not gonna have an issue like before, are we?”

“That was one time,” Spike groaned, earning a look of confusion from Comet.

“What’s he talking about?” She asked, looking up at Spike.

“A few years back, during the Grand Galloping Gala, he waltzes in here eating more than two baker’s dozens of donuts and hot chocolate.” Joe answered with a smirk.

“A guy does a little emotional eating and he never hears the end of it.” Spike commented as he eyeballed Joe.

“Just sayin’,” Joe replied defensively holding up his hands. “So, what will it be?”

“I’ll have half a dozen donuts, half vanilla, half chocolate...”

“With sprinkles?” Joe intercepted.

“Naturally,” Spike assured him. “And a large hot chocolate, as hot as you can make it.”

“Got it,” Joe answered as he finished taking the order before turning to Comet, “and for the lady?”

“I’ll have a couple of begets and a hot chocolate as well, same as Spike’s.” She told him.

“Alright, you guys can take a seat and I’ll bring over your order in a minute.” Joe said as she went to work.

The two turned and looked around for an empty seat. The place wasn’t all the crowded, so they settled for an empty table off in the corner. “So, while we wait, why don’t we get to know each other?” Comet asked.

“Fine by me,” Spike shrugged nonchalantly. “So, where did you live before coming here? Since you don’t know Canterlot all that well, I’m guessing you’re not from around here?”

“No, I’m actually from Fillydelphia, but I was born in Manehattan.”

“Ah, so I’m guessing your used to big city living?” Spike added.

“Quite, but it gets rather... should I say, ‘loud’ after a time. Canterlot seems a lot more calm and steadfast than what I’m used to.” Comet admitted.

“What did you used to do before you came here, if I might be so bold?”

“I used to work as a curator at an Astronomy museum in Manehattan, then, when I moved to Fillydelphia, I simply transferred to another Museum.”

“I’m guessing you like history, then?”

“Quite so, yes.”

“Then I’m definitely curious, why move to Canterlot to become a maid?”

“Well, unfortunately Museums don’t bring in that many customers now or days. I wasn’t laid off, mind you, but I certainly needed something more financially sound, and then I heard that Canterlot was looking for a few new maids to work in that castle. I’ve always heard that you met a better class of pony here in Canterlot, and I always prefer a job that has a calm, but still hard working, environment, so I thought I’d give it a shot.”

“I can definitely vouch for that, the maids in Canterlot Castle run a pretty tight ship, it’s like clockwork, second only to the guards, of course.” Spike assured her.

“That’s nice to hear,” Comet smiled at him.

A few seconds later, Joe arrived with a tray of their food and quickly set it down in front of them. “Here you go. Need anything else?”

“Not right now, we’re good,” spike assured him.

“Alright, holler if you need me,” The stallion said as he went back behind the counter. With that said, the two started eating as they continued their conversation.

Elsewhere, down the streets from Joe’s Donut shop, Vinyl Scratch and Octavia were meandering down the street, the former carrying a couple of shopping bags and not looking happy about it. “Urgh, c’mon, Tavi, is all this necessary?”

“Hey, I told you last night you were going to clean up the messes you made,” Octavia answered sternly as she looked to the side at the white mare.

“Yeah, but we’ve been to five different stores, we’ve got cleaning supplies at home.” Vinyl whined.

“True, but none of them are strong enough to get those stains out of the couch, the floor, or my bed sheets.” The grey mare told her.

The tired DJ simply groaned aloud, while her friend continued walking, ignoring her friend’s complaining. “Can we at least stop and pick up something to eat? We’ve been out for hours and missed lunch.”

Octavia touched her finger to her chin in thought before shrugging her shoulders. “Sure, I can go for a bite about now,” she answered as she stopped to face her friend. “Where do you want to go?”

Vinyl stopped and looked around at the local eateries nearby. She wasn’t really feeling any of them until she spotted Jo’s. “I haven’t had a good donut in a while,” Vinyl said, jerking her head toward the Donut shop. “Let’s stop by Joe’s.”

“Hm, yeah I can go for a bagel,” Octavia agreed. Vinyl let out a cute squeal of glee as the two made their way down the street.

As they got inside, they saw Joe wiping down the counter. “Hey, Joe,” Vinyl greeted him.

“Hey, Vinyl, Octavia, what can I get you?” He asked happily.

“I’ll have a couple of glazed donuts and a coffee, black,” Vinyl answered.

“Yes, and I’ll have an everything bagel, with cream cheese and a cappuccino please, and make it to go.”

“Sure thing,” Joe replied as he turned and started their order. Vinyl turned her back to the counter and leaned against it, trying to relax. Her eyes scan across the other patrons enjoying their meal when her eyes instantly catch sight of one purple, handsome Dragon, sitting in the corner. “No way.” Vinyl muttered as a smile worked into the corner of her face. “Hey, Tavi, look,” she whispered, nudging her friend with her elbow.

“What? What is it?” Octavia said pushing the white mare’s elbow from her side.

“Look, over there in the corner,” Vinyl said, her eyes never leaving her target.

Octavia turned and followed the DJ’s vision until her eyes fell upon Spike, sitting at a table in the corner of the room, completely oblivious to them. She put her hand to her mouth, muffling her gasp. “Spike, what’s he doing back in Canterlot?”

“Don’t know, why don’t you ask the mare sittin’ across from him?” Vinyl said, eyeing the pink haired mare sitting with him.

“Think he’s on another of his Odd Jobs or just on a... a date?” Octavia said with a tinge of worry and a raised brow, before both Spike and his ‘marefriend’ started laughing.

“Let’s find out,” Vinyl said slyly as she sauntered over to the table.

Spike and Gleaming Comet both managed to stifle their laughter. “Okay, I think that’s enough about me,” Comet said as she looked over at him. “Tell me a little about yourself, Spike.”

“Okay, well I-”

“Hey~, Spike. What’s up?” Vinyl said as she suddenly dropped into Spike’s lap, draping her arms around his neck, gazing at him, affectionately.

“Vinyl?!” Spike stated in utter shock.

“Hello, Spike,” Octavia greeted him as she joined them.

“Hey, Tavi,” he greeted her. “What are you girls doing here?”

“We were about to ask you the same thing,” Vinyl replied, running her finger slowly and sultry down his neck to his chest. “We had a lot of fun last night, but you said you had to go back home to Ponyville, and yet here you are, back in Canterlot with another mare. You certainly move fast, don’tcha, lover boy.” She said with lidded eyes.

“Well, actually, I...” Spike chuckled nervously.

Gleaming Comet watched silently as Vinyl continued to poke and prod at Spike, making him nervous. Hm, didn’t expect this. She thought to herself. I don’t know the white mare, but if I remember correctly, the gray one is Octavia Philharmonic, Spike’s old Cellist teacher. This is getting interesting.

“Vinyl, please stop, we’re in public.” Octavia pleaded.

“Oh c’mon, Tavi, relax, didn’t you learn anything from last night. Maybe Spike needs to take another crack at you.”

“Vinyl!” Octavia snapped as her cheeks burned red with embarrassment.

Okay, this is definitely interesting, Comet thought, her curiosity now more than piqued. “Oh, and just who are these lovely young mares,” Comet asked politely.

“Oh, Gleaming Comet, this is Vinyl Scratch,” spike answered, gesturing to the mare in his lap, “and Octavia Philharmonic,” he finished gesturing to the mare standing behind him. “Vinyl, Tavi, this is Gleaming Comet, she just moved here and got hired as a new maid up in the castle, so Princess Celestia hired me to be her tour guide for the day.”

“Hello, nice to meet you,” Comet greeted them, holding her hand out.

“Likewise,” Octavia replied, shaking her hand, before turning her attention back to Spike. “Sorry to bother you like this, Spike, we just stopped in for a bite before heading home and Vinyl spotted you.”

“Yeah, Tavi’s been dragging me all over town looking for super strong cleaning products to clean up the... you know?”

“Ah, that,” he said with realization. “If you want, I could stop by and help clean it up when I’m done, it’s the least I could do.”

“Really!?” Vinyl exclaimed happily.

“No,” Octavia stated sternly as she grabbed Vinyl by her ear and pulling her off Spike’s lap.

“Owowowowow,” Vinyl repeated as Octavia pulled her to her feet and away from Spike.

“Vinyl needs to learn to clean up after herself and I do not believe in enabling her.” Octavia explained to Spike, but glared at Vinyl who pouted and folded her arms like a child being punished.

“Girls, your order’s ready,” Joe called out.

“Coming,” Octavia called out. “Sorry, Spike, but we have to go.”

“Aw, but I wanna stay and hang out with Spike,” Vinyl whined while Octavia pulled her away.

“Spike is busy working and can’t be bothered, let’s go,” Octavia said as she paid for and grabbed their food, ushering her friend out the door, both waving to Spike as they left.

As Spike waved back at them, Gleaming Comet was left to process the new information she just received. This can’t be right. If I’m reading these signals correctly, Spike is in a relationship with Rarity. But just last night, he slept with those two. No, that can’t be right, my Spikey is not a cheater. But if that’s not the case, then what is going on? I need some context, she thought. “They seem like a lively bunch.”

“You have no idea,” he chuckled as he took a sip of his hot chocolate.

“So, I’m guessing you have a rather... active love life?” She asked.

“You could say that. Quite active, actually.”

“Then I’m also guessing there’s nopony... special in your life... currently speaking?” She prodded.

“No, there is. She’s very special,” he answered and Comet could see that shimmer in his eyes as he spoke.

“Then, if I may, if you like this mare, why not tell her how you feel? Or have you and she simply didn’t feel the same?”

“It’s not that, it’s... kinda complicated.”

“Try me,” Comet insisted, leaning in with her ears perked up.

“Okay, but please promise you won’t tell anypony, and that this won’t end up as Castle staff gossip.” He pleaded.

She held up her hand, chest puffed up and eyes closed as she stated, “I swear by Celestia’s mane, I won’t tell a soul.”

“You’re gonna have to do better than that,” he teased, crossing his arms.

“What’s better than that?” She asked with a raised brow.

“A Pinkie Promise,”

“Pinkie Promise? What is that?”

“The most sacred and holiest of promises that is never to be broken. Ever.” He explained.

“What happens if I break it?”

“You don’t break a Pinkie Promise, you just... don’t.”

“Okay, how do I ‘Pinkie Promise’?” She asked.

Spike showed the mare all the motions to which she got a good giggled out of it. Spike found it rather cute and then she did the motions herself, sealing the promise. “Okay, I Pinkie Promised. Now will you tell me?”

“Alright, here’s how it goes. I met this mare named Rarity when me and my sister moved into Ponyville. She’s so sweet and beautiful. Anyway, I’ve been crushing after her for years, but she never returned my feels, however I still never gave up on her. As I got older, I then started a ‘Friends with Benefits’ kind of relationship with another one of our friends; Pinkie Pie,”

“The creator of the aforementioned ‘Pinkie Promise,’ I presume?” She inquired.

“Yes, but one night, Rarity invited me to a fancy part by one of Canterlot’s big wigs, Fancy Pants. On that night, I made my move. I really swept Rarity off her hooves, and at the end of the night, we made sweet love together.” He continued, blissfully at the memory.

Wow, just... wow, She thought before he continued.

“After that, she confessed her own feelings for me, but she still insisted I wait until I was a little older. I figured, hey, I waited this long, I can wait a little longer, and Rarity is definitely worth the wait. Although, in that moment I also started a ‘Friends with Benefits’ relationship with her. Eventually though, Pinkie Pie and Rarity found out about this and started fighting for a little bit. Nothing big, just fighting over me.”

“I bet you enjoyed that, huh?” She teased.

“Not really,” he said in a somewhat saddened tone. “I don’t like watching my friends fight, especially over something silly like me, but... eventually, they came to an agreement, and were okay about it. They just don’t like it when one or the other takes me away from them, that’s all.”

“Sounds like you have two mares that really care for you.”

“If only it were just two,” He stated as a matter-of-factly.

“Wait, there are others?” She asked skeptically.

“Well, just one other really, this farm mare named Applejack.” He answered.

Inconceivable, was the only word to pass through her mind.

“Yeah, that wasn’t one of my proudest moments either, I’ll admit.”

“What happened?”

“Well, it was one of those ‘in the right place at the wrong time’ kinda deals. You see my friends Applejack and Rainbow Dash are together, but one day, when Rainbow Dash was away on a Wonderbolt related trip, AJ was in heat, and I caught her fooling around in her barn. One thing led to another and...” Spike trailed on as he averted his eyes and scratched his head.

“Oh my,” she gasped.

“Don’t get me wrong, Applejack loves Rainbow Dash, it’s just she has a thing for a... certain part of male anatomy too. That continued on for the duration of Rainbow Dash’s trip, up and including to the day she came back.”

“She caught you?” Comet said in astonishment.

“Balls deep, yes,” he asked as she hung his head low, but then pull up his hand. “Pardon my language.”

“No problem,” she assured him. “Then what happened?”

“Exactly what you think would happen, I got my tail kicked seven ways to Sunday of next year,” he answered with a chuckle. “Luckily for me, Applejack was there because she stopped her and explained everything. After cooling off for a little bit, Dash was surprisingly okay with it... that’s after the fact that she had already finished wailing on me, but... still. After that, Dash designated me Applejack’s walking dildo, so she became another ‘Friends with Benefits’ scenario. And if that wasn’t enough, Dash often challenges me to races, her pussy being the prize, just to taunt me, knowing full well she’s faster than me.” He explained.

“But other than that, that’s about it,” he shrugged, pulling his head back up to look at her with a calm smile.

To say Comet was in shock was an understatement, but she did her best to compose herself to continue. “So, if that’s the case, then what about Vinyl and Octavia?”

“That was kind of a one night fling kinda thing. If I ever get any more jobs from them in the future, I’ll have a more definite answer for you.”

“Hm, well, Spike, I will say this, you live a rather vicarious, if not dangerous life. It’s probably safe to say, I bet a lot of stallions wish they were you right about now.” She said, calmly taking a sip of her drink.

“Please, my life would kill a lesser stallion,” he joked, going back to eating.

Unbelievable, Spike has progressed this far so fast and not just with Rarity, but Pinkie Pie and Applejack as well; Twilight doesn’t even seem to be in the running. Is it possible he’s starting to hoard females now? If so, I’m going to have to get rather proactive to try and contain the situation. Can’t let my son tread such a dangerous path lightly. She thought to herself.

The two continued their discussion while finishing their meal a lot more wholeheartedly than Spike expected after divulging such secrets, but it certainly didn’t rock the boat, so he simply went with it. After finishing their meal, Spike generously paid for it, said goodbye to Joe, and took their leave.

A Few Hours Later

Time seemed to fly by even faster than when they began. Spike showed the mare around the rest of the town, but at times, the drake couldn’t help noticed that she seemed more interested in him than Canterlot. Once in a while, she would lean up against him, lock arms with him, or even hold his hand, but only to drag him somewhere she wanted to go. Now, Spike may have scales like armor, but he wasn’t dense. Gleaming Comet was putting the moves on him, and he didn’t seem to have a problem with it.

The sun was finally setting and the young adults found themselves back at Canterlot Castle. They walked along the halls in serene silence, looking back on the day’s events. “Today was quite invigorating,” Comet said happily as she leaned in against Spike, resting her head on his shoulders. “You’re very good at your job.”

“Really?” He stated with a raised brow. “I don’t think being a tour guide is all that hard.”

“Still, you were very helpful and informative,”

“No problem, it’s what I’m here for.” He assured.

“So, what do I owe you?” She asked, looking up at him with a slight glimmer of something in her eyes.

“Excuse me?” He asked with a raised brow.

“What do I owe you, for the tour today?” She clarified.

“Oh, well the one who hired me was the Princess, so she’s technically the one that has to pay me, but in all good conscious, I don’t think I can really accept payment from her.” Spike explained, tapping his chin in thought.

“Well, if that’s the case, then I most certainly owe you some form of payment for your trouble,” she stated as that glimmer turned into a powerful lustful gaze. She then took his hand and the lead as she guided him down the halls. “And I know just what to give you.”

“Whoa, wait, where are we going?” He asked, trying to maintain his footing as her sudden tugging almost made him lose his balance.

“You’~ll see~,” she sang happily. Spike remained quiet as he let her guide him through the castle. He was quite impressed that she didn’t seem to be lost at all, and knew exactly where she was going. Huh, she learns pretty quickly, I’ll give her that. He thought to himself.

Five minutes later, she came to a halt in front of a door in the middle of the three way intersection. Comet looked around intently, like she was looking for something, but nopony or anything else was around. “Okay, the coast is clear,” she stated in a satisfactory tone.

“What do you me-argh,” Spike’s question was cut short as Comet opened the door behind them and shoved him inside. Spike landed with a thud in the dark room, the only light given to him was from the open door he came through. “No need to be so pushy.” he groaned as he stood back up. His eyes instantly scanned his surroundings. The room was wide and spacious. The wallpaper was dark blue, as if in a semblance of night, with white stars all around, actually glowing dimly in the dark. The only other thing that was really visible in the room was a massive bed with a canopy overhead, the transparent drapes hanging delicately over edges. By the wallpaper of the room alone, Spike instantly knew where he was and whose room he was in. His eyes widened, practically popping out of his head in fear. “Uh, Comet, we need to get out of here,” he told her.

He received no answer but the sound of a door closing and locking. “Now why is that?” She asked, her voice clearly dripping with lust.

Spike swallowed the huge lump in his throat as he turned around to meet Comet’s gaze. The moment Spike’s eyes met hers, he found himself locked in place. Spike’s wasn’t entirely sure what he was looking at, but as he gazed into her eyes, he felt paralyzed; like he was gazing into the eyes of some apex predator; a wild, feral huntress that was so old and powerful that she could never let her prey escape, and he was her prey. “I... I... I-hmph,” Spike’s rambling was cut short as he felt the alabaster mare’s lips meeting his.

If her powerful, soul piercing gaze wasn’t enough, her kiss was mind melting. She kissed with such fire and passion that Spike couldn’t possibly fight back, if anything, his mouth opened to welcome her tongue; an invitation her tongue gladly accepted. As her tongue sought his own, the two mingled together, not for dominance, but to simply share in each other’s taste and warmth as they explored every inch of each other’s mouths. Spike’s mind was swimming in pure bliss, so much so that he couldn’t tell how much time had passed since they started and, even more so, notice that the Unicorn had managed to herd him toward the edge of the large bed. She placed her hands on his firm chest and, with the slightest amount of pressure, pushed him back, causing him to fall onto his back on the bed.

Comet cracked a seductive, yet devious smile as she watched the Drake panting for breath. “Sw-Sweet Celestia of... Equestria,” he huffed and puffed, trying to regain his breath and senses.

That’s my name and you can wear it out all you like, Spikey, Comet thought as she giggled. After leaning forward, she placed her knees on the side of the bed at both sides of Spike’s hips. She slowly crawled up over him until her face was hovering directly above him, her mane dangling over his head, lightly tickling his muzzle. “So?” She asked.

“So...?” He repeated in confusion.

“You were going to tell me something,” She pointed out with a tilt of her head.

“I... I... I don’t know what to say except... why?” He asked, begging for clarification.

“Oh, come now, Spike, you can’t tell a girl about your sexual prowess so easily, and not except her to want sample the goods, herself. Let me tell you, it’s been a long, long, loooooooonnng time since I’ve been with anypony, and judging from your... resume, you come highly recommended.” Comet explained with a sly grin.

“Yeah, but-”

“Shhshhshh,” Comet said, placing a finger to his lips, silencing him. “Don’t worry, this will be a one-time thing, I promise. Just a little old fashion roll in the hay, and afterwards, you’ll never hear from me again. Sound good?”

“Yeah... that’s sound good.” He agreed.

“Good,” she said as she sat up on her knees, causing something to press up against the back of her skirt. She looked over her shoulder and smirked before glancing back at him. “since I don’t think your partner back here can wait much longer.” Spike’s senses finally managed to come back to him as he finally realized how hard his lower dragon was, as if trying it’s best to bust free from his shorts. “Here, let’s get more comfortable.”

With a quick flash of her horn, both the unicorn’s and drake’s clothes vanished in a pile on the floor, leaving the two completely naked. With his member suddenly free, the erect muscle jumped up and practically sandwiched itself between Comet’s plump rump cheeks. Comet shuddered slightly as she sized up his girth by touch alone. Before Spike could act, Comet quickly turned around, her face inches away from his cock while her lovely marehood hovered over Spike’s muzzle, her knees on either side of his head. Spike’s eyes widened in surprise at the sudden heat coming off the mare’s glistening sex; her engorged clit already exposed and her waning lips beckoning for his attention. Spike then felt Comet’s lusciously soft tail trail around his neck, gartering his attention back to her. “Hey, how about we make this more interesting?” She asked with lidded eyes as she gently rubbed the tip of his head with her finger.

“I’m listening,” he assured her.

“Okay, if I make you cum first, I get to ride your face and cream myself all over you, but if I cum first, you get to fuck me and cum inside of me, sound fair?”

“Sounds like a win-win scenario to me,” he chuckled.

“I like the optimism, but let’s see how you feel after you lose and won’t get to enjoy my wonderfully tight pussy,” she said confidently as looked back to twitching phallus. Oh, this is going to be fun, She thought to herself.

Wanting to make the first move, Comet pulled her tongue out and began lapping at his head. The sensation of her soft wet tongue sent jolts of pleasure through the drake. He groaned as the mare swirled her tongue around the crown before quickly flicked it against the tip. Spike found himself enjoying the mare’s skills so much he almost forgot about her marehood that chose, just then, to let a drop of her own arousal fall upon his cheek. That’s right, can’t let her get too far ahead of me. He thought as he pulled his hands up to her beautiful ass cheeks, gripping them firmly in his hands before kneading and squeezing them.

Comet gave a slight moan as Spike started taking action. He groped her cheeks in circular motions, spreading her ass open to expose the tight ring hidden beneath her tail, before pushing her cheeks back together. He then moved his hands from her rump to her hips and then to her inner thighs, running his hands against her legs up toward her pussy, before running them back down her legs. The constant teasing began to wear on Comet, as her legs succumbed to Spike’s subtle techniques, causing her to lower her marehood toward his face, almost begging for his touch. Spike smirked as he took his hands from her legs and placed them at her pussy lips, pulling them open, slightly, letting a small trail of honey drip from her pot. He quickly pulled his tongue out to catch the liquid, the taste was unlike anything he’s tasted before, and seemingly hard to place.

With his curiosity piqued, he stretched his serpentine tongue toward her sex and gave it a long tender lick from base to clit, causing Comet to take in a sharp breath. Spike licked his lips, rolling the taste around his mouth. Hm, that’s certainly... different. It’s hot, but not spicy hot. More like... pure heat... if heat actually has a taste. He thought to himself before his tongue shot forth to continue pleasuring the mare.

He dragged his tongue along her outer lips before returning to dipping the tip into her waiting entrance. Not wanting to be outdone, Comet decided to up her game as she tilted her head to the side and began to lick along the side of Spike’s shaft, while keeping her left hand busy, rubbing the tip through her fingers. She bobbed her head up and down the side of his member, sucking gently before lathering the underside with her tongue.

The two continued their competitive act of teasing to see who would break into the act first, both changing their techniques, pace, and assertiveness, lasting for a good five minutes before the room was filled with nothing but their groans and moans of pleasure. While Spike’s member was dribbling pre and Comet’s pussy was dripping with liquid lust, the mare thought, My, I must say, I’m a little impressed, he’s doing surprisingly well. I could’ve gotten any lesser stallion to cum by now. I believe he’s earned the real deal.

She quickly repositioned herself above his cock and, in one fluid motion, took the head into her mouth, practically swallowing it. Spike growled as the mare didn’t give him a minutes respite when she started licking and sucking his cock, bobbing her head with gusto. Damn, she’s good, but she’s not gonna beat me that easily. Spike thought as he decided to take action. Spike pulled her lips apart before diving right into her marehood, shooting his tongue into her depths. Comet moaned feverously as Spike ran his forked tongue along her walls, while feeling her inner muscles attempt to tighten around it.

Comet increased her sucking, rolling her tongue all around his head and shaft with each bob. With each motion, she continued to take in more and more of Spike’s length until it reached the back of her throat. When she finally took the fullness of his girth, she remained still, letting it sit there, enjoying the fullness of it. Spike nearly felt himself climax then and there, but still managed to hold out. He tried getting more aggressive as well, when he then pushed his tongue deeper into her, he felt the forked tip press against the entrance of her womb. Comet let out a shriek of surprise before Spike set his tongue to assault her sacred garden with licks, pokes, and prods. Nonononono, not there! It’s been ages since I’ve been touched there. She thought frantically as she felt her womb practically opening to allow his tongue entrance.

Comet quickly felt her strength failing and acted fast, she began sucking Spike off with renewed passion. The two moaned in untold pleasure as they tried their hardest to get the other to break first, and it didn’t take much longer until they felt their respective limits being reached. I-I don’t believe it. I’m g-gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! She screamed in her mind as she refused to stop sucking.

Shit, I can’t hold on much longer, Spike groaned as smoke poured from his nose. But, I’m not done yet, there’s still one spot I haven’t played with, yet. Pulling his left hand around her legs, he reached to the top of her pussy and took her engorged clit between his index claw and thumb. Spike instantly felt the mare’s body tremble, but she still refused to stop blowing him. Spike was impressed, but he knew he had her. He continued his assaults, both external and internal, adding vigorous amounts of pressure against her womb and clit. Spike could tell by her muffled shrieks and constricting walls, that her orgasm was imminent, and his victory was at claw. At least until Comet pulled out her final trump card and began wrapping her breasts around his shaft, stroking the thick draconian member vigorously with her soft, fleshy mounds. Sweet Celestia of Equestria! He screamed in his head as he felt her forcibly pulling his orgasm from him.

Feeling his climax about to hit, Spike unleashed his final tactic as well; simultaneously pressing his thumb against her clit and shooting his tongue through her cervix, entering her womb. In doing so, the drake was rewarded by a gushing loud shriek and stream of fem cum when Comet climaxed all over his face. Deciding to take his ‘victory lap’, Spike stopped resisting and let loose his own orgasm into the Comet’s mouth. Comet remained still as she came, swallowing Spike’s own down her throat. Well played, Spikey, well played, Comet thought as she rode out her orgasm.

Spike plopped his head back against the bed and exhaled loudly, before he started chuckling. “Alright, that was close, but I definitely won.” He smiled, ear to ear.

“You most certainly did,” the mare agreed as she turned to face him, the predatory look returning to her eyes.

Spike was once again frozen by her gaze as she turned around and crawled over him, until her face was directly over his. “You have bested me, so now you can claim your reward,” she stated sultrily as she pulled herself back up, sitting up on her knees with Spike’s harden soldier still standing at attention. She took the base of his member, aiming it at his prize, and began to lower herself onto him. “And here it is, one wet, tight, hot pussy, just for you.”

And with that said, she let gravity take hold and skewered herself on Spike’s rod, right to the base. Spike couldn’t help the loud gasp that escaped him, for the instance he entered her, his body was racked with a sensation he’d never felt before. Fire. Pure unadulterated fire. As her walls constricted around him, the heat inside her flowed started to flow throughout his entire body. His muscles, nerves, heart, mind, and soul. It was all a set ablaze. It was like he was taking a bath in a volcano on the sun.

Such powerful flames stoked his own, serving to awaken the beast within. Comet looked down at him and saw his emerald eyes turn into feral slits filled with lustful fury. That’s what I wanted to see. Come now, Big boy, show Mama whatcha got, Comet thought as she smiled internally.

Spike growled as he suddenly grabbed the white mare’s waist and quickly maneuvered around the bed until he was standing up on his knees and Comet was laying on her back, her legs spread open, wide and inviting. Despite his thrashing around, the two still remained connected, and since he was in the desired position, he started pounding away like a wild beast.

Comet was moaning in delight at Spike’s rough and tumble act. While she wouldn’t object to some soft and tender loving, she wanted to see the drake at his best, and clearly, that’s what she was getting. As he was plowing away at the new maid, Spike’s eyes caught sight of her bouncing bosom and an old instinct of his kicked in. As if they had minds of their own, Spike’s hands quickly rose up and latched onto her chest, gaining a slight shriek from her. Comet was completely at the young drake’s mercy as he groped and pinched her nipples, strongly but firmly digging his claws into her soft, supple flesh. It didn’t take long before Spike dove down and began suckling on her teats, licking and suckling them like a hungry animal. She quickly wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding him tightly in place, letting out cries of ecstasy and joy. “Yes, Spike, that’s it! Harder! Pound me harder!” She pleaded.

Being spurred on as he was, Spike seemingly obliged as he quickly turned Comet to all fours. Not wanting to let go of her wonderful breasts, he then leaned down against her back and reached around to, once again, fill his hands with the bountiful flesh while he continued to ravage her. The young maid couldn’t hold back her cries of pleasure, nor did she want to. This was the most fun she’s had in ages, each thrust forcing its way deep inside of her. This is it. This is what I’ve been craving all this time, she sighed internally, being mounted and taken like this. It’s truly heavenly.

With his face buried in the nap of her neck, he couldn’t help but take in her luxurious scent, and before long, he started lapping his tongue against her neck and back, nipping at it, sending further shivers down her spine. Dammit, if he keeps that up, I’ll cum again, soon. It was then that she felt Spike’s member engorging and throbbing inside of her. Looks like he will, as well.

Suddenly, Spike leaned back up, pulling Comet up with him, leaning her voluptuous frame against his muscular one, while he continued to thrust uninterruptedly; and now with her front exposed, Spike’s tail circled around until the tip of his tail pressing and rubbing against her clit. The sudden sensation causing Comet to moan profusely. “Ah yes, keep it going, I’m so close!” She begged. Spike started thrusting with renewed vigor in short, but hard thrusts, causing Comet to tremble, her breathing becoming spasmodic in his grip. ”Yesyesyesyesyes, I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” She screamed.

Spike grit and bared his teeth as his limit was finally breached. With one final thrust, he bottomed out inside of her as he climaxed and coated her walls with his molten seed. Feeling the searing heat of his semen inside of her finally caused her own floodgates to open as well, forcing her to scream as she creamed herself on the drake’s pelvis. With both their bodies racked in a weakening afterglow, the two fell forward onto the bed with Spike lying right on top of her. The two laid there, breathing heavily, trying to calm themselves down. When their respective orgasms finally faded, Spike rolled off Comet’s back and onto his side, his dick still half hard inside her full, sensitive pussy. “That... was... amazing.” Spike stated, speaking between breathes.

“You certainly weren’t a slouch yourself, that’s for sure,” she smiled in satisfaction, looking back at him over her shoulder, “and if it’s okay with you, can we stay like this for a little while, I’d like to rest up.”

“Fine by me, I’m kinda tired too,” he agreed as he let loose a hearty yawn. He laid his head down on the soft cushiony pillow before he soon fell asleep.

“Goodnight, Spikey,” she whispered as she scooted back closer to his chest as he draped his wing around her. Now that’s what I wanted to see, She thought as she got comfortable. The force, the thrill of pure sexual lust. I knew he had potential, but I never expected this. But still, there’s always room for improvement. His endurance, positioning and technique are all certainly high marks, but they could be higher still, especially since he's keeping his other appendage hidden. I clearly need to make some changes to further accommodate, as well as monitor his progress. But for now, some rest. I need to get out of here before he wakes up, or she comes back.

With her thoughts squared away, and her lust sated, Gleaming Comet drifted off to sleep, basking in the warm embrace of Spike’s body.

Hours Later

Spike groaned as his addled mind slowly returned to the waking world. He slowly opened his eyes, but they did him little good as the room was still dimly lit and his vision was still blurry with sleep. He let out a loud yawn as he sat up and rubbed the remnants of sleep from his visage and looked around, finding himself still in the bedroom Comet dragged him into. With his mind finally beginning to work again, he looked beside him to see that the maid in question was gone, but, in her place, sat a note that he read to himself.

Dear Spike,

Thanks for the day out on the town. I had a lot of fun, more than I’ve had in a long time. You really know how to show a girl a good time. Sorry to leave you, but I have some training to do tomorrow so it was best I go back to my own room. I wish you the best of luck with your business, as well as your... exuberant love life. Just be careful, a mare’s heart is a powerful, yet fragile thing. Don’t take it lightly, or you may regret it.

Best wishes,

Gleaming Comet

“Hm, that was nice of her. At least I got a goodbye,” he muttered to himself before a thought struck him. “Shit, I was supposed to go see mom and talk to her. If she wasn’t mad before, she’s gonna kill me, now!”

With that, Spike quickly cleaned himself up, put his clothes on, and ran out the room. He rushed through the castle halls at breakneck speed, passing and/or startling a few guards along the way. As he got close to Celestia’s chamber, he spotted Princess Luna leisurely strolling down the hall towards him. She quickly spotted him and stopped to greet him with a living smile, “greetings, dear nephew.”

“Can’ttalkauntiegottameetmom,” He responded as quickly as he could, just before he passed her, at least until he felt his body come to an abrupt stop. He looked down to see his legs still running at full speed, but his body wasn’t going anywhere. He looked back to see that the Lunar Alicorn had grabbed ahold of his tail and kept him in place.

“Calm thyself, dear nephew. There’s no need to rush,” Luna told him, but Spike’s legs refused to slow down one iota.

“Ican’tmom’swaitingformegottagobeforeshegetsseriouspissedoff,” he spoke, still in a rushed tone, but Luna understood him all the same.

“That is what we are trying to tell thou. Thine mother tasked us to find you, so as to inform you that she will not be able to speak with you.” Luna explained.

“What?” Spike said as he finally stopped dead in his tracks.

“Yes, thine mother asked us to tell you that she has had a very trying day, and feels she won’t be able to speak with you as she originally wished, and has retired for the night.” Luna elaborated.

“Oh, so I guess I’m off the hook.”

“It would appear so,” Luna giggled as she released his tail so they could fully face each other. “We believe it would be best if you returned home for the night as well. We are sure Tia will send for you when she wishes to speak with you.”

“Yeah, that would probably be for the best,” he chuckled. “I should get going. Goodnight, Auntie Luna.”

“Pardon,” Luna exclaimed, causing Spike to turn and face her. “Dydest thou forget something, dear nephew?”

Spike raised a brow in confusion when the Alicorn princess crossed her arms with a bemused expression. “Come now, Spike, We haven’t seen thee for so long. Is it too much to ask for a small show of affection?”

“Sorry, Auntie. My mind went from sixty to zero in a second, I’m still not all quiet here,” he chuckled, scratching his head before he walked over and gave the princess of the night a tender hug.

“All is forgiven, nephew,” she said happily as she kissed his forehead before they separated. “Now off with you, before fair Twilight Sparkle worries.”

“Right, I pray she hasn’t burned down the house trying to cook dinner, again.” Spike replied before turning to run. “Seeya later, Auntie.”

“Farewell,” she waved her goodbye as Spike vanished from sight. “Now, with that out of the way, time to address some more... personal matters in our bedroom.”

The Princess of the night lit up her horn as she vanished in a magical flash. She then reappeared in her dimly lit bedroom, right in front of her bed. She moved over to the side and sat down on the edge as she used her magic to pull a box from underneath and onto her lap. “Now, what are we up for, tonight,” she asked to no one in particular, opening the box to reveal a collection of pleasurable toys. “Some fun with my buzzing little friends,” she said as she pulled out a handful of small vibrator eggs. “Yes, We feel like taking things slow, this evening. The night is young.”

Luna placed the box to the floor before she fully laid herself down on her bed. “Ah, now to finally re-” Luna stopped mid sentence when she felt something wet and damp against her back. “What is this?” She asked as she sat up and move from where she once lay. She used her magic to brighten the lights in her room and found a large damp spot in the middle of her bed.

“What foolishness is this?” She snapped as she touched the spot with her hand. Some of the substance easily clung to her fingers. She brought them to her face, sniffing at it, a familiar scent filled her nostrils. “It smells like... but it can’t be,” she muttered to herself before she licked her fingers and the flavor instantly exploded in her mouth. “By Our mane! Tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” Luna spoke in the Royal Canterlot Voice, standing atop her bed in blind rage.

The whole castle could hear the Lunar Alicorn’s fury; even the Solar Princess as she lay in her bed, a wide smile on her face. I told you to play in your room, Lulu. That’s what you get for being a naughty little filly, Celestia thought as she snuggled into bed and went back to sleep.