Steam

Spike took a relaxed breath as he lay prone on the flat mattress. It was a perfect balance between firm and soft, providing Spike comfort while also keeping him from getting too relaxed. He wanted to keep himself awake and at the ready.

Vera came into the room, and just as she was when she left, she was unclothed, her coat slick from absorbing the moisture in the air. In her hands, she held a small rack of bottles. Spike assumed they were shampoo bottles, but when she put the rack down on the floor next to him, he realized how wrong he was.

He had been getting himself hyped up for this ever since Vera first brought it up. “Funny thing is, I’ve gotten special treatments from Aloe and Lotus before, but these oil massages are something new,” he said.

“Oh, have you been missing out.” Vera sat down next to Spike, relaxing her arms on her bent knees as she looked down at him. “Roxie and I have our own spa up north, see, and we figured that if we were gonna come down to Ponyville to help Aloe and Lotus with the summertime splurgers, we might as well introduce a few of our unique features. I mean, how can our sweet cousins claim that this is an exotic spa if there aren’t any oil massages?” She took one of the bottles out of the rack. Her eyes widened when she saw the price tag. “Oh, that’s why.”

Spike took a gander at the assortment. All of the bottles had nature-themed labels. “Seafoam Sophistication, Honeydew Heartfelt, Estrus Evangelism, Ice Tea Tropica... What’s the difference between these? Is it their scent? I’m guessing scent.”

“Right you are. There’s also their viscosity, consistency, how easy they are to clean up…” Vera paused when she saw Spike tilt his brow. “Don’t worry about that too much, we clean this place daily. You just pick a flavor and I can get started on you.”

Spike rolled onto his side so he could reach the bottles. He turned a few so he could see the illustrations on the labels in full. Some of them boasted fruits, others leaves, one had a river on it… He found himself drawn to one with a strawberry label and a distinct red tint. “How about this one?”

Vera grinned as Spike handed her the bottle. “Heeey, that’s my favorite! You really speak my language, Spikey-boy.”

“So, shall we?” asked the very willing dragon as he crossed his arms behind his head.

“Yep. Turn around and let me see that booty. We’ll slowly work our way up to the real fun.”

Spike did as Vera commanded, rolling onto his front. He flexed out his wings and stretched his arms out, his legs playfully kicking before settling back down onto the mattress. He watched as Vera uncapped the oil bottle, swirled it around, and brought out a wide bowl. She poured the oil into the bowl, squeezing the bottle until it lost its form and was bent out of shape. Spike’s eyes went wide with excitement as she tossed the empty bottle aside. “Oh boy.”

“Here, watch this.” Vera, still sitting on her tush, cupped her hands and dipped them into the oil. She scooped up a hefty dose, raising it above her as she leaned back. Trails of oil cascaded down her arms but never dripped off of her. The liquid clung to her body like a glistening shield, flattening her fur. She tipped her hands and let the oil splash her chest, and like rain on a dome roof, it descended along the curvature of her breasts, highlighting their natural plumpness.

“Oh, I’m watching,” Spike said, his voice husky. He grinned gleefully as he watched the translucent pink drops roll down her body, half-lidded eyes taking in every detail of the mare’s flaunting This was already better than he thought it would be. He gave the mattress a pat, already wanting to get to the good part. “Get over here.”

“Hey, one person in this room is an expert, and I’m pretty sure it’s not you.” Vera smirked and raised an eyebrow at him. She ran a finger down her belly, testing the smooth slickness of the oil. “I thought you wanted to enjoy yourself?”

“Huh!” Spike exclaimed playfully. “We’ll just see how long you last with that attitude.”

Vera put on a daring smile, winking at him. “Not before I see how long you last, bucko.”

“I’m gonna be honest…” Spike gave a shake of his head. “Not long. But do your worst.”

Vera smiled and nodded at him, rubbing her hands together as she stood back up. She climbed up onto the mattress, sliding up behind Spike and positioning herself above him, running her hands down his back as she sat down just at the base of his tail. A little grunt escaped her when a rogue spike on Spike’s tail dug into her rump, forcing her forward a little. Her own tail coiled around his and pulled it to the side. “Better keep that naughty thing under control...”

“Sorry, it does that.”

Spike smirked as he felt her slide forward, her plush bum gracing his scales. Vera reached over and picked up the bowl of oil, carefully setting it closer to her, and slipped her hands into the pink-red liquid within, cupping a pool of it in her palms. “Never got to treat a dragon to this before. Should be interesting,” she purred, smiling lightly as she spread the oil out in a thick trail along Spike’s spine, ending near the smooth end of his back, just between her legs. Her hands turned and pressed down onto him, spreading out the oil as she worked her way back up to his shoulders. She cooed lightly at the smoothness of his skin. He felt a lot like a pony without a coat, instead of the texture of fine sandpaper she was expecting. The use of lubricant was almost redundant. “You take good care of yourself... lots of trips to the spa?”

“As often as I can,” Spike groaned out, sighing as she wrapped her hands around his shoulders, pressing down on his muscles. He grit his teeth as she dug her appendages into him. It was like she was reaching beneath his scales and touching the most sensitive areas of his muscles, releasing something he didn’t even know was there to begin with. Why’s this getting me going? S-She’s just rubbing my shoulders... while naked, but I guess that’s the point. “Aaaaw, yeah,” he growled.

“Yep, that’ll getcha there,” Vera said with a confident chuckle. She rose back up and admired her handiwork, folding her arms as she oggled the handsome dragon beneath her. He looked good, with his muscle mass given greater definition from the oil’s natural shine. She couldn’t wait to see his pecs when they were doused in the substance. She took a deep breath, as she knew that could wait a little bit longer. “Alright, now for this.”

Vera laid herself over Spike and let her body drop gently onto his. It was more tender than an embrace, and there was only a thin layer of strawberry oil separating them. It felt like nothing at all. “If you have to let anything out during this next phase, just go ahead. Your pleasure comes before mine.”

“Well, not the way I see it…” Spike remarked. His voice was now quiet, and much smoother than before. “I’ll last as long as I can, for your sake.”

Vera chuckled again, though she wasn’t entirely sure what amused her more; that she had just been challenged to make her customer cum without even touching his nethers, or that he was willing to wait out an orgasm just so he could please her in return. Either way, Spike had officially bumped himself up to favorite customer status, and Vera was ready to honor him for that.

She moved. Her hands were barely necessary, as the oil had done away with any friction between Vera’s fur and Spike’s scales, not that there was much to begin with. She just needed to will herself forward, and it would happen. As her head passed by Spike’s dorsal fins, she slid back down again. Her breasts pressed into his back. They were by and far the most potent source of oil, with several globs having settled into her cleavage. The oil squeezed out onto Spike’s back as she rubbed her breasts against him. She could sense his arousal. His legs were shifting, and his breath was quickening. “Heh. You’re easy,” she said in a mocking tone.

Spike turned his head and looked behind himself. His eyes were narrow, which would have been intimidating if not for his massive blush. “Just you wait.”

His grimace didn’t last long at all as the caresses continued, his body registering every shift and movement of those beautiful breasts pressed against him. As he flexed his back, his ear caught a little moan from Vera as he rubbed against her. A smile made its way to his mouth. Well, nopony said I wasn’t allowed to do anything, he thought. He rolled his hips and rubbed against the little nub between Vera’s legs, a gasp sounding out. Vera looked behind herself, watching his tail wrap tighter around hers and give it a tug. “H-Hey now, that’s...”

“Not fair?” Spike grinned as he tugged her tail again, watching a blush creep up on Vera’s cheeks. “All’s fair in love and war, honey, and I’d say you just declared both.”

“Heh, rowdy guy, aren’t you?” Vera looked back at him, smiling all the same as she kept rubbing against him, her tail wrestling with his. “Weren’t you supposed to relax?”

“This is relaxing, though... Those moans? That moaning thing you’re doing? Yeah, that’s doing a great job of calming me down.” His grin full of sharp teeth glinted in the light, though he could barely hide the arousal building up inside him. Still, can’t say I’m doing as much as her. What’s in that oil? His eyes turned to the bowl of oil, biting his lip lightly as his tail lost a bit of strength and focus. D-Don’t tell me this is all her...

Vera saw her chance and leaned forward, sliding her whole body up along his back. Her breasts rubbed up over Spike’s shoulders and rested around his neck, forcing a hot rush of blood up to his head as he spotted the two glorious orbs sitting in the cornershis vision. His tongue darted out on instinct, but missed by a mile as Vera pulled back, purring into his ear as she grinded back down his back. “Ah ah ahhh... no touching just yet, cowboy.”

Spike pouted at her, his shaft hardening against his belly as he fought to keep his composure and not just flip over and tug her into a kiss. “No fair...”

“Touche, babe.” Vera giggled and nuzzled the back of Spike’s head as she kept going, feeling every curve of his body against her own plush coat, breasts and belly. She pulled her thighs in, squeezing Spike’s hips between them. He groaned, shivering under her as his cock hit its full length, throbbing dangerously.

O-Oh crud, too good! He grit his teeth, feeling his dam daring to burst and ruin the mattress under him. Before the massage stopped, and Vera leaned back up, sitting down on his lower back. He took a few breaths to compose himself before looking back at her, raising an eyebrow.

That raised eyebrow quickly lowered into a deadpan as he saw Vera’s victorious grin, though that giggle of hers set back any grumpiness that might’ve been coming up in the back of his mind. “Alright, big guy, time for you to roll over... the massage isn’t done until every, last, inch of your body...” She licked her lips and cupped a breast in her hand, trailing a finger up her thigh. “...has been relaxed and massaged.”

If Spike’s scales were any rougher, Vera would’ve sworn she’d have gotten road rash from how quickly he rolled over beneath her, an excited smile sitting on his face as he looked up at her. “Oh yes,” he said simply. “Every inch.” He moved his hand down and pointed at an impressive feat.

He was as erect as anypony could be, having endured as much as Vera gave him. His pink member didn’t need to be touched by the oil to be slick and shiny. A fresh dab of precum, just having shown itself, joined the rest of the white substance that made his shaft glow. Vera held her cheek as she blushed. “My, my.” She grimaced a little. “Shame I can’t blow you.”

“Huh?”

“This oil is amazing, but ingesting it is a bad idea, and I might end up getting more than spunk in my mouth if I go down on you.” Vera shrugged. She arched her back, planting her hands on either side of Spike. He bent his arms and grabbed her hands, holding them tight. “Though… The best is yet to come, heh. I’ll make it up to you later.”

“Perhaps over dinner?” Spike suggested with a raised eyelid.

“I’m considering it,” Vera said, puckering her lips. She got a blush of her own when she felt Spike’s length twitch beneath her. “But enough of that romantic mumbo jumbo. I wanna fuck.”

Spike nodded at her. “I’m waiting on you.”

Vera let herself fall. Her lower lips grinded along the underside of Spike’s cock, parting slightly and revealing a different shade of pink. She shuddered at the sensation, as well as her own anticipation, and continued grinding until she was open enough for her inner flesh to show. “Let’s…” She couldn’t finish her thought. She was too anxious.

“Come on, come on…” Spike moved his hips so he could line up with Vera. When she moved down to grind once again, she was met with a pleasant surprise. Her quivering nethers wrapped around Spike’s awaiting cock. Its slickness was welcome, and she was quickly filled to the brim with his length with minimal effort. She leaned her head back and moaned with a shudder.

“Oh, fuuu-uuck me, that’s good.” She sat down fully in his lap, soaking in the feeling of being filled by Spike’s surprisingly smooth cock. “Wow, that’s... th-thought it’d be all spiky…” She felt Spike’s hands move down and grasp her hips, lifting her back up and slowly lowering her down, her view set on his focused eyes and grit teeth as he fought against his urge to cum. It just brought a gleeful grin to her face as she started following his movements, rolling her hips on him to bring a bit more strain to his efforts. “Hehe, r-really got you going, didn’t I?”

“O-oh, ya think?” Spike grinned back at her as he worked his way up, Vera’s hands sliding forward and her legs spreading farther for a bit more room to work in. Spike was relentless, and she couldn’t so much meet halfway as much as she could just let him work his magic.

He was so relentless that it wasn’t enough for him to just repeat the same thrusts over and over. He went beyond that, pushing forward further than he was able to retract. Vera raised her knees and planted her hooves into the mattress as she was pushed up by Spike’s pelvis, her body shaking, rising and falling onto his shaft by her own merits as he let loose and just fucked her.

All the while, she steadily lost her composure. She couldn’t even keep her focus on Spike’s sexy figure, instead letting her eyes roll up and her tongue leave her mouth. The poised spa worker had left the vicinity, and all that was left was a moaning, orgasm approaching mare who could only keep her eyes on one horizon.

It was overpowering. She and Spike both were lost in the scents of sweat, musk and strawberries, and the sounds of their own climaxes. Spike’s guttural grunts and oh-so draconic growling stood in significant contrast to Vera’s cries for release. She was begging for it. “YES! YES!” she yelled. “Oh, Spike!”

She slapped her hands to her breasts and squeezed as she felt her walls slam around Spike’s cock and trap him. As she called out, Spike’s cock twitched one last time, and he came hard. Arousal built up from her sensual massage came in a barrage of semen that filled her up in just a few bursts, with the rest descending Spike’s cock, flowing out of her like a slow, heavily viscous waterfall.

Spike lowered himself, putting his entire self back onto the mattress and allowing Vera to relax her legs. She set her knees against the mattress, laid her hands on Spike’s pelvis, and sighed. “Told ya.”

“Yep…” Spike gasped, his voice heavy, but no less sensual than it was before. He wiped his brow clean of sweat, then, with a bit of effort, leaned forward. He surprised Vera with a sudden kiss, which she graciously accepted.

“Hey, I have a riddle for you,” Vera asked as her lips left Spike’s.

“Oh yeah? Throw it my way.”

She tantalizingly tapped her fingers on Spike’s shoulders. “Who has multiple orgasms and hums?”

Spike shrugged, nodding at Vera and awaiting the answer, which he was pretty sure of, but wanted to hear from the source.

Vera locked her lips and swung her head with a flourish. “Hmmmmm~!” she hummed.

“Well, I can’t argue with that,” Spike said, licking his lips and going in for another kiss. Just as his lips met up with Vera’s, he began thrusting his hips again.