Author's Note
Enjoy this little one-shot clopfic, got tired of working on Kurai the Forsaken : Rise of The Abyss for now.
Generous Lie
Snoring in a comfy bed Spike dreamt happily of the coming events. No longer was he the baby dragon Twilight raised as a brother, and no longer was he the pushover or pint sized ‘Spikey Wikey’ as he was nicknamed by Rarity. The years piled on his body and before long he had become an adult for a while now. In fact, Spike had grown a lot quicker than expected. You see dragons can grow in size from greed or natural age, but love can give a dragon wings before his or her time. The love he felt from all his friends and especially the gem of his eye, Rarity.
“Spike,” Giggled a voice. “Your wings are cutting through your sheets again.”
There goes another pleasant dream, and back into an even better reality. Standing in the doorway was the white coated mare, her mane slightly messy and wearing a long coat draped over her curvaceous body. Holding a hand to her mouth she tried not to laugh at the sight of Spike’s wings turning his back into a curtain with the bed sheets clinging onto them like a frightened kitten.
“Sorry…” He replied, scratching the back of his neck with a claw. “Was work ok?”
Sighing she rolled her eyes and rested against the door frame, shaking her head slowly. “Work was murder, darling. Running a Boutique and doing a night shift at another place gets rather vexing and it puts a damper on my looks. But you know, whatever gets the bills paid.” She added with a weary smile to reassure Spike. “Now let’s get these off you, you look a mess!”
Grabbing the sheets with her levitation spell, Rarity opened the punctured holes with her hands to allow her magic do the rest. “you don’t have to, really.” Spike objected.
“Nonsense! If I’m to be a good wife I must help you with your problems the best I can, I know you would do the same for me if you could.” Resting her hands on his shoulders, Rarity gave him a peck on the check from behind before yawning. “I think I should tuck myself in for the night, darling.”
“Alright, goodnight.” Spike smiled, blushing slightly at the kiss on the cheek. No matter how many times it happened the purple dragon would never get used to feeling of feeling her lips against his cheek, reminded him of days before he finally had the courage to ask her out, then much later. Marry her.
“Oh and don’t forget, your bachelor’s party is tomorrow night.” Rarity reminded Spike to which he groaned. “Ah ah ah! No objections, we agreed to this.” She spoke sternly. “I want my spiky Wikey to have the best night of his life before the best lifetime. I know your loyalty lies only to me, Spike. But please, make the most of it. You have my full permission.” She winked, leaving the room with a sway of her hips and a flick of her tail which revealed a small blotch of deep purple on her upper thigh, small but curious. “Besides, we aren’t virgins anymore so it’s perfectly fine.” With that she closed the door.
Sighing he had no other choice, she was insistent as she was beautiful. That’s the element of generosity for you, giving when the consequences might bite her in the ass.
———
“Spike! Spike! Wake up, you’ve been asleep for the whole morning.”
Sitting upright in a bolt the purple dragon was met with Rainbow Dash standing at the bedside with her arms folded. She was wearing tight jeans with a black tank top that had her cutie mark on the centre of it, Rarity’s handiwork no doubt. “What?! Am I late for something?!” Spike panicked, jumping out of the bed to get his clothes on.
“Nah you’re on time.” Rainbow waved dismissively with a smirk before pointing to the clock, which was striking directly at 9:00 night time. “Good thing you’re all rested up, this is gonna be a fun night. So, where to, party dragon?”
“Hold up, I still need to get dressed.” Spike grumbled, dragging out his cleanest shirt and trousers from the cupboard. “How’s Twilight doing anyway?”
“Not too bad, she kinda misses you having around but she does wish you the best.”
Hopping to the door while putting on his trousers Spike looked around for his shoes, which were tucked behind the opened door. Getting his foot snagged on the belt the purple dragon tumbled over, landing against the wall. If it weren’t for his green spines and fin-like ears he would make a great snake impression. Puffing her cheeks out the cyan pegasus attempted to not burst out laughing at his current pose. “Very funny.” He sarcastically remarked, pulling his trousers up and fixing the buckle.
“You know, I kinda know this one place. Not too far from here,” Rainbow Dash offered, dusting off Spike’s shirt before handing it to him. “Ever heard of Gold Rush?”
Spike's cheeks burned red at the name. Gold Rush was the new strip club in the outskirts of the Everfree, quite popular with the stallions who had bits to burn and ‘bits’ to burn. It was first protested against by mares of fear that their husbands or coltfriends would waste bits on ‘tramps’, but with funding from Filthy Rich it became a popular place to burn off steam by viewing the lovely dancers or get lucky with one from a weekly lottery that is 5 bits a piece for charity or renovations. Or if ones lucky, sleep or a private dance with a dancer of their choice for free if it was their birthday or in Spike’s case, their bachelor’s night.
Stepping back in refusal Rainbow Dash narrowed her eyes at the dragon, grabbing Spike by the wrist she beat her wings to drag him out. “Come along you crybaby, I did not cancel my daily naps to fill in for you at Twilight’s for this.”
“Alright alright I’ll come along!” He gave in. “Not like I can say no.”
Satisfied she let go of his wrist, why she was so insistent all of a sudden is quite odd. And she never cancels her naps, not after her work shifts. Unless Twilight summonsed an inter-dimensional monster in her library, that would not happen.
———
The Gold Rush strip club itself was larger than expected, the fancy tiki decorations covered the building with the door being nothing more than a curtain of leaves letting in radiant and seizure inducing streaks of light. The touches by the doors flickered in the night breeze while a waiting line of entrees stood as a bouncer checked their I.Ds.
“Yo Bulk!” Rainbow Dash called out to the bouncer, Bulk Biceps, who brought out a list and flicked through it. “How’s the biz?”
“Not too bad.” He replied, a lot more softer spoken than anticipated. “Is this the bachelor and you’re the guest accompanying him?” He gestured to Spike with a pen while holding the checklist up to his chest.
“yup!” She grinned, bringing out her I.D while Spike brought out his. “So can we get in?”
Nodding Bulk biceps puffed his chest, here it comes. “YEEEAAAH! Enjoy Gold Rush, little man!” He bellowed, moving the rope for them to get past.
"The hay's a man?" A mare mumbled in the line.
Striding past the leaves the sight was even more radiant and more like a disco than a strip club, though the dancers made the difference apparent. So many things to see, it was too much for the dragon to handle as his eyes began spinning in his head from the music and lights. Keeping Spike steady Rainbow Dash offered her shoulder. “You’ll get used to it, c’mom, this one I think you might like.” Dragging her still tipsy friend she sat him down on a large circular couch in front of a stand with a long pole in the middle. “She’s the highlight.” Rainbow Dash slightly growled at saying that.
“What do you two want for a drink?” A waitress approached from behind, turning his head to answer Spike recoiled with a blush. She was wearing little to nothing, a loin cloth wrapped around her hips and her tail being the only thing keeping her holes hidden, tassels on her tits that swung rhythmically seemed a bit too much. “What’ll it be, handsome?” The waitress asked.
“Uh, uhm… I-I d-” Spike stammered.
“My friend here will have a lemonade, I’ll have a snow special.” Interrupted Rainbow Dash.
Sighing in relief the dragon slumped back, making a mental note to thank his friend later for saving him the embarrassment of getting an erection as the waitress walked off to the bar to get their drinks.
“So why do you sound so vindictive about this stripper, RD?” Enquired Spike, resting forward to not let his spines puncture the couch too much.
Rainbow Dash simply ignored eye contact and glared at the shut curtains like a lioness stalking her prey. “You’ll see.” Was her only answer as the lights dimmed down and a simple spotlight hit the stand.
“Colts! Are you ready for tonights premium entertainment?!” Called out the DJ, flipping a few records on his fingers before slamming them on the player. A chorus of cheers and whoops rippled through the building, any louder and the tiki masks littered in various areas would grow hands and create ears just to plug them.
Once the music started the curtains flung open to reveal a dark purple unicorn in a small red dress with a matching crimson mane that rested upon her shoulders and down to her back while her crimson tail rested near the back of her knees. Her eyes were a sparkling blue with a half lidded seductive stare as she waved her hips while she walked toward the pole.
“I present you, Mistress Ruby!” The DJ exclaimed through a microphone, playing a beat.
Spike’s jaw hung open as he saw Mistress Ruby swing her hips while her dress that hugged her curves kept her cleavage and flank in place, her tail and mane however danced like a wild flame. Her moves were so fluid and precise, perfect even. With a leap Ruby’s knee locked around the pole as she spun on it, arching her back to reveal her cleavage to the cheering colts who tossed bits for her to strip down a little more.
“Your drinks.” The waitress approached, noticing Spike still in his daze she waved a free hand in front of his eyes. “Is he okay?” She asked Rainbow Dash resting back and watching the show with contempt.
“Hm? Oh yeah he’s new here you see, thanks.” Rainbow smiled as if the previous scowl she had never existed as she picked up her drink and Spike’s once he broke out of the hypnotic rhythm. Ruby was swinging her hips while grinding against the pole. “Keep the change.” She added, tossing the waitress two bits on the tray. Nodding with a smile the waitress walked off to attend to other customers. Rainbow Dash nudged Spike with an elbow, offering him the lemonade.
“Thanks.” He took a swig of the lemonade, placing it on the table in front of him to continue watching the show.
Ruby’s horn glowed, a blue aura encasing her wrists while she had her hands around the pole and rose up to the middle. Kicking her legs forward the momentum sent her spinning once more, tail and mane following like the trail of a comet before spreading her legs wide and stopping mid spin. The blue aura now encased her panties, sliding them off ever slow slowly to build up the tension as the colts and Spike leaned in for the reveal. Hearing a faint slapping sound he turned to see Rainbow Dash holding a palm to her muzzle as she shook her head.
“Alright,” Spike whispered. “What’s going on? First you drag me here insisting then you’re doing…that.”
The Pegasus’s ear flicked. “Trust me, just wait and watch until you see any out of place details.” She grumbled as her friend tilted his head in confusion.
Once the panties where off she spun around again only this time slowly descending. Before she reached the floor, Ruby spread her legs at the last moment, her large breasts allowing the pole to rests between them as she did a split against it, revealing her bare buttocks and everything included with a raised tail.
The DJ allowed the music to finish as the purple coated unicorn got up and gave an air kiss and a wink to the crowd, noticing Spike her pupils shrunk to the size of pin pricks and trying her best to act casual, left the stage. “What’s her problem?” Spike asked. “Is she afraid of dragons?”
“Spike…did you not notice anything else?”
“Well, she was wearing a ring?” He pointed out.
“Bingo, and what did it look like?” Rainbow Dash asked, taking a chug of her snowy special with a sigh of satisfaction.
“Gold band with three small sapphires lining the top in the shape of hearts, I don’t see-.” He paused, thinking about what he said just now.
“Looks like you finally got it.”
Taking a look at his hand one of his claws wore a similar band, the same sapphires in the same locations with the same shapes. “No it couldn’t be.” He denied it. “Maybe she’s set to be married to someone and got the same rings.” Spike added with a nervous chuckle, his wings drooping slightly.
“Rarity had those custom made, buddy.” She shook her head slightly. “I’m sorry, but if I simply told you. You wouldn’t have believed me.”
As much as it pained him, Rainbow Dash had a point, he would have denied it if he was not presented with proof. Yet here it was, the truth right in his face with a spear of poison gripped in it’s honest yet cruel clutch embedded in his heart.
Getting up without another word he headed towards the door, an expression of pure rage and defeat on his face.
“Hold up, handsome.” The waitress stood in his way. “Aren’t you gonna take your free pick, bachelor?”
Upon hearing that Spike was a bachelor he was surrounded by jealous looks, but considering this all he received a few pats on the back in encouragement. This did give Spike an idea. Tapping his chin with a claw he nodded, then was offered a book containing all the dancers open for tonight. Without hesitation he placed a claw on ‘Mistress Ruby’. “Her.”
“Room 29, up the stairs and to your left.” She replied, picking out a V.I.P pass and a key for Spike.
“Excuse me! Have you seen my friend? Scaly dude, about as tall as me and purple with green spikes??”
“You just missed him, he took his pick and is headed up.”
Placing a hand on her mane, thoughts of Spike probably going to do something he will regret running through her mind. “No no no! I need to stop him, you see he’s set to be married to HER! And he just found out she was a stripper here this whole time!” She exclaimed, making a mad dash for the stairs to stop him before being held in place by the waitresses strong earth pony grip by her tail.
“Chill. There are cameras installed in every room in case of theft or in this case, possible murder. If he tries anything you can go up there. Until then watch the security cameras in the security room and wait it out, heres a note from me excusing you to get in.
Taking the note with a nod in appreciation Rainbow Dash sped off with a prismatic streak towards the security room.
———
Opening the door to the room he sat on a chair near the van it as he heard showering from the bathroom. The room was small yet cosy, a single bed in the middle with a vanity nearby a window which was currently open. Noticing a beeping device on the vanity he inspected it, a pager. It was currently saying that a customer has arrived, him. Looks like Rarity got too confident and tried to bail out by washing off the dyes before heading back home. Standing up he closed the window slowly, careful to not make too much noise before sitting back on the seat. A pay check was sitting on the bedside table, it was for a hundred bits. Considering Rarity’s debts for renovating the boutique as well as keeping her materials stocked this was minimum wage.
The bathroom door swung open and entered Rarity, the dye completely washed off. Wiping her head dry with a towel while another was draped around her figure she opened her eyes once her head was dry and dropped the damp towel in shock. “So it’s true.” Spike growled, his nostrils letting off smoke.
“H-honey. I know you’re angry but please let me-“
“Explain? How are you going to explain that you work here an for all I could know, had sex with multiple patrons behind my back!” He shouted, his eyes full of hate and pure animalistic rage. “I’ve done nothing but pour my heart out to you and this is what I get?!” Spike continued, tears welling up in his eyes.
“I had no money…” Rarity simply replied. “No one was ordering anything from my boutique for a while now, and with no money I can’t pay the bills on time so I turned to this job… I should have told you…”
Nodding slowly still containing his tear faced scowl the purple dragon waited for the rest of her explanation.
“But I was scared to what you’ll say…”
“I would have said something along the lines of vending or working on the farm.” Spike replied, arms folded, confirming half of her previous fears.
“Well, I can’t use magic because the Apple family use labour and I’m not strong. I can’t vend because I have the boutique to look after.” She justified, sighing. “If you want to call it off, I don’t blame you. I’m a pathetic girlfriend and I’d make an even more pathetic wife!” Rarity cried out.
“No.”
“What?” She looked at him in surprise.
“You heard me, no. I’m not calling it off.” Spike said once more, standing up to walk over to her. Raising a hand to her face she flinched, but instead of a hard slap across her face she received a soft stroke on her cheek from his scaly claw. “You should have told me, but with the stress you’ve been having juggling the bills with the boutique I can forgive you for that.” He warmly stated, his face returning to it’s calm appearance before hardening again. “But. The sex with multiple patrons thing, deserves a punishment.”
Rarity gulped while Rainbow Dash behind the screen tried to not laugh at whatever punishment Spike had to come up with, admittedly she never did sleep with any patrons but she held her tongue. The most she would allow was a private dance or have her name taken off the list for sexual sessions.
She blushed in embarrassment, biting her lip. “Well…if you really feel as if punishing me is the best option, I accept your punishment.” She said dramatically, placing a palm to her forehead for effect.
“You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” Spike questioned with an arched eyebrow and a smirk.
“Well, if it’s for my Spikey Wikey of course!” She paused. “How did you know it was me by the way?”
“The ring.” He raised his hand to show the ring on his finger. “Plus Dash tipped me off.”
“Remind me to thank her later, our relationship could have ended up much worse if she hadn’t taken the opportunity.” Rarity smiled at the camera. “To the shower, dear?”
“Yup.” He smiled, following her lead into the shower and locked the door behind him while throwing off his clothes. “You know, we could just do it on the floor with a towel, you’re already wet.” He chuckled.
“That may be so but it would be much better for both of us.” Rarity waved the idea off, twisting the handle and allowing hot steamy water to run down her body. “Like it?” She winked after noticing Spike gawking on at her and shaking her posterior at him to rile him up.
Nodding with his eyes set on her figure he approached slowly, catching her by surprise with a grope from behind. She yelped in shock from the sudden movements as well as his claws slightly digging at her firm yet large breasts, barely being able to cover them with his large palms. In a circular motion Spike massaged his lover’s breasts with eagerness of an excited puppy. Raising his motions to upward pulls the purple dragon pinched her hardened tits between his index claws and thumbs and twisted as well as pulled one before pulling the other. Groaning in pleasure, she spread her legs for him without realising it. Foreplay before the sex, this was no punishment. Relaxing herself at the gentle claws of her fiancee Rarity was lost in her ecstasy, leaning her buttocks up against Spike’s groin.
“Gotcha.” With a glint in his eye he found the perfect opportunity and plunged his shower water lubricated penis inside her relaxed asshole.
The sharp pain shot up her spine like a rocket way before she knew what was going on. “S-Spike! Not here!” She begged. “You know it’s unrefi- Ahhhn” Before she could go on he pushed deeper, this time it felt more pleasant than the initial entry. The unicorn’s legs felt like jelly from his size and slide down the wall, her breasts pressing against the cold tiles of the wall as the shower caused cascading waterfalls to come from her mane. Kneeling down to stay inside her Spike held Rarity by the hips before thrusting. “N-Nooo.” She moaned.
“No way, I’m gonna keep on fucking you there until you couldn’t walk.” Spike grinned, increasing the power behind each thrust.
The pain was unbearable but the pleasure was undeniable, her body was his toy and he was making sure to treat it like one for the time being. Her asshole was on fire from his cock scraping the entrance as well as the inner walls, what made it all the more pleasurable was that it was some one she loves doing this. Gritting her teeth into a pleasure-written grin Rarity pressed her hips against Spike’s. “More-. Ah! Harder-. Oomph! Darling!”
“Hehe, well I guess this isn’t a punishment anymore. Oh well.” He continued his thrusting, his thick and long cock pounding at her ass with extreme endurance.
“Oh yes! Gah! Why didn’t you show me how great this felt before, Spikey- Ooohh! Wikey?” Placing her hand beneath her, Rarity began to rub her clitoris with two fingers to match her fiancee’s rhythm.
“Because you found it unrefined and painful.” Spike grunted in reply, slapping her buttocks to get a yelp out of Rarity before gripping her hips once more to continue pounding at her.
Throwing her head back in pure ecstasy against Spike, she adored the feeling of his scales against her wet fur. The feeling was further amplified once he leaned in to bite her neck softly, his thrusts quick and deep. She was close top her climax, the pleasure was simply too much for her to bear as Spike fucked her ass red raw. The steam from the hot water felt like ice compared to their steamy embrace. Now fingering Rarity groaned loudly and pressed against Spike, orgasming. “Nice guys finish last.” She panted through her moans with a sweet smile.
Chuckling at the phrase Spike picked up the pace, feeling Rarity’s ass tightening and swallowing his throbbing cock. “I’m gonna fill you up…” He grunted, his hips making a wet slapping sound against his fiancee’s buttocks with a jiggle following like an earthquake aftershock. The two lovers moaned in unison as they both orgasmed, Spike’s balls throbbing as he released his sticky and hot seed.
Sliding out of her slowly she allowed the cum to dribble out slowly, her purple matted hair covering a devious and satisfied grin. Without warning she tackled Spike, hugging him tightly as she lay on top of him. “Thank you for being there for me…” Rarity kissed Spike on the lips. “I love you, Spikey Wikey.”
Blushing at those last three words, he always expected it but he always felt like the baby dragon he was when he heard her say it. “I love you too, Rarity. Sorry if I was too rough on you.” He blushed, staring up her blue eyes with his green ones.
“Nonsense, that was the most fun I have ever had.” Rarity giggled, trying to move her legs but got minimal movement. “Though I think we should rest here a while until my legs stop being so fussy.”
“Best night?”
“Definitely.”
“Best lifetime next week?” He smiled.
“You’d better believe it.” Booping his nose with a finger, both laughing together.
Author's Note
An extra chapter because I love you guys. A little gift I started once this thing reached 20 likes, mind you this is not part of the actual story. Just an extra for you perverted readers out there. Contains tickling.
Extra: What about Dash?
Rainbow Dash sat at the security cameras with her head shaking in slight disappointment, Rarity got off too lightly, it was amazing how far this dragon would go just to keep her in his heart. Oh well, first love can be like that. Resting back on the chair with her elbows on the armrests she imaged what their little session was like, judging from the sounds of course, it sounded way rougher than what the fashionista was used to.
“Excuse me, miss.” A gryphon stood at the door, wearing a security uniform. “Are you authorised to be here?” His voice was stern and his words straight to the point, folding his arms he glared down at the pegasus sitting in the chair staring up at him.
“Yeah, I got a note from the head waitress to keep an eye on my friend in case he did something drastic. Speaking of which,” She got up and tapped the gryphon in the chest with a finger. “Where were you when you were meant to be on duty?” Glaring at the guard, Dash was not going to take being accused of doing his job for him. “If I do remember correctly, security guards are always on duty until lunch break or their shift is over. Ain’t I right- uh,” She paused to look at the name tag. “Westwind?”
Nodding slowly, Westwind understood what she said loud and clear. “Alright, you got me there.” He held his hands up as if he was feigning being arrested. “So are you sticking around until your friend leaves?”
“You got that right.” She replied, sitting back on the chair and spinning around in it playfully. “Wanna explain why you weren’t at your post? And my eyes are up here, pal.” She added with a cocky smirk.
Blushing from the embarrassment at being caught staring he averted his eyes to the clock on the wall, pretending to look at the time, for a pegasus she was sure keen eyed. Placing his thumbs in his belt, Westwind avoided eye contact for a while, not even answering her question, not that it needed much answering anyway.
“Could it be that you’re stressed of seeing all these guys getting lucky and your stuck up here all frustrated with a roll of toilet paper and a sock?” Dash joked, laughing a little from the security guard’s facial expression. “Relax, I know the feel, the weather squad ain’t doing wonders for my urges too.”
“If I didn’t know any better I’d say you were offering a ‘relieving’.” Westind pointed out, resting against the wall.
Rainbow Dash mimicked a gun with her fingers and pretended to shoot it with a little sound effect from her mouth. “Bingo.” She confirmed, blowing a bit of her mane off her muzzle. “Before you ask, no, I do not have a coltfriend. I only do this for blowing off steam, and only that.” She yawned, stretching her arms out with closed eyes and a wide mouth.
Westwind arched an eyebrow, slightly staring in disbelief at the mare. “So does that mean you’re a slut?”
Stopping mid-yawn she gave a sharp glare at Westwind who stepped back, fearing for his life. thankfully she simply rested back, silent for a moment. “Well, in a way I guess. But if I do get a coltfriend, I’ll only be showing him a good time, you better take the offer while I’m still open.” She grinned.
He thought about it for a second, the offer was really tempting, he never had the chance to get some relief without it going out of his pay check in the form of toilet paper and socks. Considering that sleeping with employees is all a big nope in the business, she was not one, and it was his only chance. “Alright, any demands?”
“Only two.” Dash held up one finger. “Number one, use a condom.” She then held up at the second. “Number two, the vag is off limits, got it?”
Nodding eagerly the gryphon reached into his wallet to bring out a pair of condoms, Dash giggled slightly at that. “They’re recently bought.” Westwind deadpanned, knowing what she was thinking.
Shrugging she stood up and removed her jeans, letting them drop around her ankles after kicking off her sneakers. She was wearing a v-stripe with black torn toeless and heelless stockings that let out sections of her thighs, she rested back on the chair only this time she sat the other way with her legs spread, both going through the armrests of the chair and presenting herself. This was too good to be true, usually to get this far he would have to pamper a lady and waste his credit card but here was one on his chair ready for him without hesitation, truly he has been blessed by Celestia herself. Removing his trousers and security top, Westwind bit open the condom packet and carefully placed the condom on his desperate erection while Rainbow Dash shook her hips at him in invitation, lowering her v-string enough to reveal her cyan blue ass and relaxing against the back of the seat, practically hugging it.
Approaching, Westwind rested his cock against her asshole and pushed, sliding in with a wet pop. Rainbow Dash gripped the chair as her toes curled up, gritting her teeth, this size was not expected at all. Panting a while to get adjusted she gave the thumbs up for him to start thrusting, which he did without a second thought. “Ohh yeah..” Dash moaned. “That’s the stuff…” Every push inside caused her legs to twitch upwards against the seat making it squeak. “C’mon, fuck me harder or is that all ya got?” She taunted with the same cocky smirk, a red blush across her muzzle.
Growling at her taunt he obliged, gripping her thighs and forcing himself deeper inside, causing her legs to spread wider to compensate for the size of the cock that is spreading her buttocks and stretching her asshole. “How’s that?!” Westwind grunted, his wings stiff as a board while Rainbow Dash’s fluttered wildly in pleasure.
“Fuck yes! That’s more like it!” Dash moaned loudly, her tail tickling at her fuckbuddy’s belly while her own belly displayed a lump every time Westwind thrusted in. Biting the chair she clenched her fists and closed her eyes tightly, inhaling sharply with a moan once she exhaled.
Grabbing her wrists he use chis large talon to hold them behind her back and use chis belt to keep them in place, grabbing her mane and pulling it roughly while thrusting faster.
“What are you- AH!” She protested, the seat and her v-string stained wet from her vaginal juices. “Didn’t know you were into that kind of sex, feather boy.” Dash grinned before tightening her ass purposely on his cock, constricting it like a boa. “Let’s see how you can make me- OOH!” She screamed in a mixture of pleasure and pain, having underestimated his strength she paid the price by having her ass drilled, his thrusts though were delayed due to the friction her asshole was providing.
“We should do this again some other- ngh! Time.” Westwind offered, his thrusts picking up the pace as the condom was now torn apart and in tatters on the floor.
“Yes! Oh sweet Celestia, yes!” Dash bit her lip as she orgasmed in time with her fuckbuddy, who shot his entire erection balls deep inside, his tip pressing against the end of her intestine with his cum spewing out his cock like a hose. “You…were…so…awesome.” She panted, smiling satisfied as she rested her chin on the back of the chair. “So, when should we do this ag- hehehe.” The pegasus felt a tickle on her foot, Westwind was now using his pen to give her foot a tickle. “Stop it, I’m ticklish!” She giggled, struggling against the belt around her wrists and the armrests keeping her legs in place. “Bahahahaha!”
“I was thinking we do this once my shift is over, or every night at your place.” The gryphon smiled, dragging his pen across her foot slowly. “And my shift is over now, how about round two before the other guard arrives? Should be about an hour, depending on how long break time is.”
“Your on.” She accepted. “Y’know, maybe we should do this only with each other." Dash winked at him. "You’re so far the best outta of all the guys who tried to show me a ‘good time’ when I was in the mood, you actually delivered unlike the cum first snooze later losers.”
“Thanks.” He blushed at the compliment, starting to thrust once more while the night was young.
