Author's Note
This is my first out of the four fanfics involving a certain defunct tumblr but I've decided to use canon characters as human beings instead of their normal forms; however, this is a Mature-rated fanfic so unless you're in eighteen plus panel, stop right now and hit the back button.
As for continuity, this would be set after Secret of My Excess, hence the age up for the two characters featured in the story.
Anyways, I just want to state for the record that My Little Pony, or rather Friendship Is Magic and its setting and characters belongs to Lauren Faust and Hasbro; also, considering that the fanfic itself is based off the same tumblr comic, all credits should go to 7nights instead of me.
Enjoy it as you are, my dear friends.
Sweet Dreams
If there was one thing that proved to be noticeable, then it would be the sheer darkness taking no time whatsoever to envelope anything and anyone around itself; however, there were many things that had counteracted the situation at hand. For starters, there were rather infinite clusters of comets and stars in every shape and size possible shining above with only the crescent concave watching them all at once, brighter than diamonds and even heavier than burritos. Of course, even with not a cloud in sight, they would not remain alone to themselves unnoticed: within a large dream drop distance was a civilization defined in various materials, most of them being the ones fit for the likes of even three little pigs. The calm gentle breeze surfed across the darkened blades of grass surrounding it all on a solid lower plane of existence even at the dirt road guided its way over from a nearby forest, a curvilinear line worth holding as much as it is worth crossing. In the background, there had rested a blue ridged valley of mountains, raging with growth and erosion in the process of their trying times. It had seemed for the moment in time, no creature of some sort was stirring about with rather reckless abandon as they had and would have done on a brighter occasion.
However, there were perhaps faint signs of life bustling about in a rather dark yet spacious place such as this; as a matter of fact, there was one building in particular proving to be the case in question: donned in ethereal amalgamation of light colorful shades. The shingles were a checkered past muddled in pink and purple as they circled above the solid ground in an equal pattern. The roof was topped off with dark blue poles resting underneath a spiral cone where a grand old flag wave about in a tasteless orange. The walls where the windows remained adorned had been clothed in different subspecies of blue; of course, they did possess some significant differences: the bottom had more of the darker shades bearing witness to yellow awnings and purple columns, while the top was a lighter majority observer to the lilac awning. What had made it very special was the presence of equines trailing each other as they were all mounted upon by thin solid plum poles despite remaining solitary underneath the pink hearts. All that was left was a pale white frame surrounding the door, a purple egress with two sets of handles and windows of a different shape and size resting underneath another flat equine.
Approaching the door were but only two young individuals being of the same height and complexion as the only things shared in common; of course, they did have some other differences in mind that were addressed. For starters, one of them was a man who stopped where he was in place whereas the other was a woman who had continued onward and opened the door in front of them in a scant few seconds time no less. He had short bristling hair that had matched his very jade colored eyes while she had long well-kept hair matching the mascara on her very lavender eyelids. The very man wore a purple jacket with patches of green on his shoulders, sleeves, and collar whereas the woman was adorned in a strapless white dress with a blue strip of fabric over around her waist matching her irises. A simple light green tee shirt was found underneath his much opened jacket while her neck was adorned with a red crystal heart over amongst the golden choker. The man had on a pair of dark blue pants that already trailed on downward to his purple leather shoes whereas the only thing on the woman’s feet were a bunch of slippers.
Aside from the moonlight and the stars illuminating their very presence, now it had seemed that a new source of light was joining in from behind.
“Thank you for always walking me home, Spike…” she began to speak upon facing him afterwards, “it’s very sweet…”
“Oh n-no problem, Rarity…” the young man stammered, redness appears underneath his very eyes.
Keeping her hands together, Rarity took notes of Spike’s response and asked, “you’re sure it’s not too much trouble?”
“It’s a gentleman’s duty to escort a lady home,” he answered the woman calmly, eyes closed and left fist brought over his chest as he returned back to the standardized clear, “think nothing of it. It is my honor to accompany a beautiful woman such as yourself, M’lady.”
“You’re quite the charmer,” she spoke back before closing her eyes as she edged towards the man’s chin slowly without even a single warning in mind to give out. Upon opening back the green eyes, Spike found a left hand caressing his right cheek as the redness returned in full force; additionally, he had turned to find that Rarity was the culprit, her kiss now infecting her face alongside. At first, the man had started to break away from the woman, his flushed face now burning brighter than every single star and comet within the otherwise darkened sky as the entire body started to shake about with reckless abandon. Soon, without even so much as a thought in mind, he started to wrap around her lightly and kissed her back instantaneously, this time on the lips; as a result, the infectious blush flared up beneath her widened eyes in shock. Rarity however closed them back up and wrapped her arms around Spike, returning the favor in an instant; currently, their lips grew closer to one another with enough strength to open their mouths slip out their tongues. All at once, they both explored each other with such overwhelming ecstasy, causing them to lower their hands towards their waistlines: the man’s left hand grabbing onto his target’s fundament whereas the woman’s left hand discovered a small flat piece of metal upon the denim.
Now, it was her turn to break away from the kiss that they had shared earlier as she lowered herself downward from him to face the metallic accessory itself slowly. In an instant, Spike heard a rippling tear nearby, widening those jade eyes open to discover the source of the noise: Rarity opening his pants caused the former to utter, “Woah! What are you–”
“So this is how it is,” the woman interrupted as she just uncovered a slender cylinder appendage from the man’s denim; in the process, she then began to lower her fabric and uncovered her vast cleavage while smiling, “now Spike… Let’s both start being a little more honest with how we feel, hmm?”
“Rarity I…” he attempted to respond as his yard was now sliding underneath inside those bosoms to the point was seen underneath her chin; now, the former watch the latter’s hands started squeezing both of them mutually on each side and starting swaying them up and down concomitantly.
Rarity started to slip her tongue through and out below her lips spoke once more, both faces now flushed with overwhelming redness, “You talk in your sleep you know Twilight told me. Have you been dreaming about something like this?”
“I have…” the man said as he watched the woman starting to tickle the tip of shaft, becoming quickly aroused at what is being done already as soft moaning was the only sound being quickly transpired into words, “I’m not even sure I’m not dreaming right now.”
“…” she gulped as the bust fell from the appendage whereas her mouth started to take in what more space than before in past due time no less; at the same time, he had placed a hand over his handler’s hair.
Feeling the salivating wet work taking its course, Rarity looked up at Spike to hear him blurt out quickly, “I’m– I’m going to cum! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean… in your mouth…”
“It’s quite alright,” the woman chirped after being splatter on by the man; wiping her chin off cleanly with her hand, she continued on, “but maybe we should move to the bedroom.”
Still standing about, he then began to close the very door behind them tightly and promptly; afterwards, there was no sign of her at all except for the acute clacks of footsteps running about.
“Oh Rarity… where have you gone off to right now?” Spike thusly called out for Rarity as he began to explore the insides of the building where the two had just entered long ago to find her.
Looking past the bared mannequins, elaborate fabrics, and stocked tables within the man’s eyes, the woman’s voice had ended up coming from above the stairway in front clearly answering, “I’m up here Spikey–Wikey…!”
Climbing upward, he had look up to find himself in a bedroom where her voice had originated from, more elaborate than the entrance he had departed from in an instant. The background that served as the foundation to the vast yet contained space was sharing the same theme as the outside of the house. The flooring took on the form of luscious sky blue carpeting, easily vacuumed and steam cleaned on a regular basis yet somehow rather illuminated by an artificial source. The elongated drapes were red as the fiery passions that had infected both Spike and Rarity just upon their arrival at the purple door long ago and opened wide to see a crystalline nighttime sky. A lamp with a conical goldenrod shade over the light bulb resting onto the dresser all at once, its content being an orb of electricity being used with only a faint cacophony of buzzing filling in the ambience. Like always, there was a four-poster bed that rested against the wall, fluffy and large, donned in a harmless red comforter adorned with many quartets of hearts flowing about over hot pink sheets accompanied by matching pillows which the two of them were aligned neatly.
Resting over the very blanket turned out to be none other than Rarity herself, now completely bare-chested and barefooted yet still wearing the white dress Spike ascend into her location.
“Oh, Rarity…” the man slowly stammered upon taking sight of the woman’s physical changes instantaneously, “what are you doing?”
“Oh come on now, Spikey–Wikey; it should’ve been very obvious: I want you to go ahead and ravish me right here and now on the bed this instant…!” she soon shrieked happily now pooling with overflowing waves of such illustrious thirst within every single word escaping all at once.
Discarding the purple jacket from his possession along with his shoes, Spike then started to approach Rarity with elevating confidence, now responding simply and shortly without a care, “well, okay then…”
First, the man started to lay his head upon the woman’s lap, tongue slipping out of his mouth and slowly slid it into her sheath where the female giggled giddily with delight. Soon, he started licking the contents of her whispering eye, feeling his hand now resting on her proliferated legs as she felt his tongue tickling her dear sheath before slowly sliding it in.
“Nnnn… ahhh…,” Rarity quietly moaned slowly yet loudly for her whispering eye was so tight; even so, Spike ran his tongue around her legs as they too were starting to spread a bit further wide thanks to their collective actions, “aaaaaoh!”
The man could barely help himself but drooled every time his pink tongue went sliding in and out of the woman’s sheath repetitively as he held onto to her legs; in no time, she gave out more small moans which then turned into loud yelps of happiness within the deep.
Abruptly, he then lifted himself up once more, this time leaning in on her lips and began to remove his shirt; now, even she too wasn’t the only one who was bare-chested or barefooted in the room as she spread her legs and placed them on either side of him, prompting to get between them with compliance and positioning the now firm yard inside the delicate whispering eye. Grasping onto each other’s hands, Spike lowered his pants and now felt his shaft become gently infused in between the soft, tight sheath, satisfying Rarity who then instantly griped around him, pushing it forwards deep into her and then out of it quickly. A high-pitched moan escaped from the woman’s small lips as a sudden brief jolt travel up her spine, quivering with pleasure as she felt the warm, durable appendage slide deep inside and outside repeatedly by the man.
“Mmm…” he then moaned, lowering his face onto her lips and started to kiss them while gently stroking the purple hair as the yard was guided in her. Feeling Rarity’s hands resting on her very back, Spike then lunge back inside her who in turn kissed and moaned each time that he had wedged himself back into her warmly tight whispering eye in a blissful ecstasy. Nevertheless, the man’s yard rammed inside the woman with growing energy, only to suddenly lose momentum; this gave them the opportunity to toss aside the remaining clothing that was on them: he took off his pants and underwear while she slid out of her dress.
Soon, she turned her body around in place and had rest her hands on the bedpost, her rippling back and thighs now showing a smile from cheek to cheek for him to see all at once slowly. Quickly, Spike held his hands onto Rarity’s stomach, taking aim with his yard before plunging in through slowly and progressively into sheath once again, his sachets slowly rubbed against her rapidly causing the woman to waver around and increase in luxury. Vastly small high-pitched moans were about to escape from the woman’s lips again as more jolts travel up her spine, friction growing as her skin along with the man’s skin galled off each other in heat.
Even so, he himself could barely help but grunted, panted, and moaned as well every time his thrusting shaft punctured throughout her sheath, causing herself to stumble and collapse onto the bed, “ahh… yes… YES… Spike!”
Spike followed suit and started to raise Rarity’s left leg before returning to work on her sheath without even a sound escaping from his very mouth as the appendage worked itself in again. At the very rate they were all going, it would seem that they would be reaching their limits already as soon as these extremes had met; after all, they did have the room to themselves indeed.
“Whoaa!” the man screeched in confusion as he was then pushed aside by the woman who she had been the target of passion; sequentially, the former rested on his back and watch the latter bestride over the yard gently with a gasp, “…”
“I’m almost there…” she panted as he began to sit upwardly and wrapped his arms around her in a clutch, the former now following suit in an instant.
Spike closed his own eyes quickly and with nary a care in the whole wide world that they had resided in as he continue wrought inside his shaft, screaming out the very name, “Rarity!”
“I–AH!” Rarity announced as her whispering eye started to shudder and clamp down in an instant such as this from all the constant bumping and grinding being experienced, “I’m going to…”
Sure enough, the woman’s sentence had been interrupted and finished by the reaction: a long stream then escaped from the man’s shaft, its warmth conjoining to her sheath with intensity. Afterwards, the two fell down back onto the large bed, panting in overwhelming exhaustion; it wasn’t long until their eyes met one another yet again as they rest upon their arms: his right arm under her waist while she rested her left under the head. Once more, they had now started to kiss each other, this time with feeling as the basked in each other’s warmth and fell into a single solitary slumber for the entire night, arms now around each other in a loving embrace.
