Diamonds Are Forever

Zecora looked at the mixture as it flowed down the drain, and gasped. She had put too much of an ingredient into it, and it was too powerful. "Shite. I think I may have barked up the wrong tree."

Rarity started rolling her hoof down his body, feeling the roughness of his scales, the smoothess of his underside. The strangest thing was that she knew not to do this, but couldn't stop herself. She moved the hoof to his hips and then started down the leg instead.

"Oh, you tease..." he whispers, keeping his hand on her flank.

"You know it," she giggles back, moving her hoof back up his thigh. He had already started feeling the tenseness move back to his stomach, then lower. He was getting aroused beyond his wildest dreams.

She moves to the bottom of his stomach, going lower by fractions of an inch every second. Every second meant he would get more and more turned on by this, until she stops just above his dragonhood, already halfway erect.

She smiles and says, "I thought that would work." before stroking his member. Only seconds later, he was completely erect. "You know what? Screw the foreplay." She says before moving her body to where her hips were above his.

"Rarity, this is wrong." He says, almost mechanically. He doesn't mean it, but his brain knows the words will make her work harder to change his mind.

"Like I said, why are we right?" she says before lowering herself into him, sliding his throbbing member into the tightness of her sex, which was still wet from earlier. They both grunt at the same time, and stop moving. She looks at him, waiting for a sign to start. He nods, and she starts moving herself up and down rythymically. Her moans are barely audible, a sigh compared to their whispers. He is also quiet, grunting with her every move. She moves slowly until he nods again. She then moves faster, her moans louder. His grunts have devolved into animalistic growls. She keeps going faster and faster until her moans and his growls are as loud as the storm outside. The two lovers continue until her moans become shouts and she throws her head back, yelling to the skys with a pleasure she had never experienced before. He was still caressing her body, and was also yelling to the skys with his animalistic roars. They both reached a breaking point, but wouldn't stop. Eventually, they both succumbed, and orgasmed simultaneously. Still, they kept making love until what energy they had left was put into breathing. They collapsed on the floor next to one another, and only stayed conscious for several minutes, looking at each other with looks of contentment. They passed out several minutes afterwards.

Spike woke up. He was on the floor, there was a pool of sweat underneath him, and there was a throbbing in his head.

"Luna almightly, what happened?" He mumbles to himself, rubbing his aching brainbox. He heard sizzling from the kitchen, and smelled eggs. "I must have fell asleep on the floor, and Twilight came back and started breakfast." he thinks to himself, getting up and walking in the direction of the kitchen. Instead of his lavender guardian, however, it was his abaster angel.

She looks at him and smiles seductively. "Hey, Casanova. I'm making an omlette, want some?" she says, sashaying her hips after saying it.

Spike looked at her with confusion, but then remembered the night before. He realized what had happened, and was both ashamed and content. He nodded yes.

"Good. Go back into the living room and I'll bring you a plate." She says, continuing her efforts. "And maybe we can go from where we left off." She says, suggestively. Spike swallows the lump in his throat.

Sorry about the abruptness of the sex, but Im more about drama and story than fucking. There is a twist, however. The next chapter is going to blow your mind.