Lover's Paradise

The sun slowly began to rise on all of Equestria, its brilliant rays illuminating the land, rousing all of its inhabitants from their slumber. The sun’s majestic glow managed to reach even a lone, solitary island, floating in the middle of the ocean. The island held a lush green forest, filled with tropical flora and fauna before the magnificent beach that lined its shore. At the edge of the beach sat a beautiful two story mansion, and inside lay the only two inhabitants of the island.

In the second story, within the spacious master bedroom, that held a massive king sized bed in the middle of the room, one of the sleeping forms began to shift under its covers. The figure groaned as it tried to hide itself from the rays gleaming into its eyes, but ultimately, the poor creature lost its battle and began to rise from the sheets, revealing itself to be a purple, adolescent, teenage dragon. His body had a lanky frame, but was well toned and shaped underneath its scaly and leathery figure. He raised his arms and spread out his strong, broad wings and let out a hearty yawn before rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

When his vision cleared, his emerald eyes stared blankly ahead until his drowsiness caused him to fall back into the bed and stare at the ceiling. ‘C’mon, Spike, I know you want to go back to sleep, but you can’t. You’ve got big plans today,’ he thought to himself, trying to kick start his body into action. ‘Remember, today isn’t about you, it’s all about...’ his thoughts were interrupted when he felt something stirring beside him. He reached over and pulled the covers down, revealing his still slumbering partner; the one and only ruler of the sun; Princess Celestia.

She was a good head taller than him, or just about any stallion he knew; she was big, but certainly not fat, like an amazing amazon goddess. Her coat, to Spike’s surprise, was even whiter than Rarity’s, her multicolored mane and tail flowed in its windless, ethereal grace, and her gorgeous wings were held comfortably against her back. Her figure was curvy, yet firm, her hips were wide, her flank was voluptuous, her legs were long and slender, and her breasts were two sextuple D, glorious globes, which trumped even that of Fluttershy’s amazing bust.

He silently gazed at her, taking in every curve in her elegant figure, from her slender shoulders to her magnificently folded wings, from her thin waist to the wide flank that held her royal cutie mark, and finally her beautiful, round rump. The solar goddess shifted and turned around to face him, her ethereal mane cascading down her face, covering one of her eyes. Her chest rose and fell with her bit sized areolas and perfectly pink nipples practically hypnotizing him as they moved. After finally managing to pull his gaze from their enthralling hold on him, he slowly moved down her slim, toned stomach to her long, luscious legs.

‘Ah, my sweet, beautiful princess of the sun. Not even the sun shines as brightly as you,’ he thought to himself as a smile spread across his face. Unable to hold himself back any longer, Spike decided to wake his lover in the best way he could imagine. He leaned forward and planted a kiss on her cheek before slowly moving down her neck, peppering her with slight kisses as he moved along. His constant, sensual attack caused Celestia to squirm under his touch; a smile and moan of pleasure escaped her as he moved across her neck, back up to her face. When he finally made his way back to her cheek, he pulled himself back as he saw her slowly opening her enchanting, magenta eyes. “Good morning, beautiful.”

“Same to you, handsome,” she replied before letting out a quiet yawn. “What time is it?”

“Time for me to get up and make you breakfast,” he said as he sat up and stretched.

“Oh, Spike, no; you don’t have to do that,” she said, placing her hand on his arm to try and stop him. “Just stay here, with me.”

“I know I don’t have to, but I want to. Besides, the whole reason we came here was so you could relax. You’ve been working yourself ragged; you deserve a little pampering,” he smiled as he placed his hand atop hers. “That’s why, today, I don’t want you to lift a finger: leave everything to me, and I promise that today will be a day you won’t soon forget, because it’s going to be all about you.”

“Okay then, Spikey,” she said, sitting up and leaned forward, planting a quick, but loving kiss upon his lips, “I’m going to take a shower and head out to the beach.”

“You do that. I’ll come join you with breakfast, when it’s done,” he said returning the kiss with the same love and tenderness she gave him.

“That sounds delightful,” she smiled adoringly. Now, with that decided, Celestia decided to pull herself out of bed and sashay herself over to the bathroom, elegantly swinging her sexy hips and tail along the way. She subtly looked over her shoulder to see if he was looking. He wasn’t. He was downright gawking, which simply made her that much happier.

When she finally entered the bathroom and closed her door, Spike violently shook his head to pull himself back together. ‘Alright, time to get to work,’ he told himself as he got out of bed, grabbing his shorts and heading towards the kitchen.

As he made his way through the corridors, he thought back to the events that lead him here: it all started with his affection towards Rarity; longing after her, day in and day out, for many years, eventually leading to the long awaited rejection that both hurt and relieved him. You see, his affection was simply that of a youthful crush, one that actually harmed the twos friendship, and with it severed, they could finally become proper friends. However, there was another reason for his overbearing affection, one that was intentionally hidden under the veil of his actions: he was in love with another mare.

Yes, it was true, his actions and affections towards Rarity were but that of a ruse to hide his true intention, one that absolutely none knew about, other than the mare in question: Princess Celestia. But with this attraction, there was mutual love, one that grew from years of secret engagement that started soon after the infamous event at the Grand Galloping Gala, when the seven of them were invited to spend the night with their 8th member, in her castle

Long after his six friends retired for the night, the dragon and alicorn stayed awake and conversed. The two talked well into the night, and as their conversation went on, they felt more and more at ease with each other. Eventually, nearing the end of the starry night that held Luna’s brilliant moon, they kissed. While that night was nearly the worst for the Elements of Harmony, it was definitely the best night of Spike’s life. After that, the two kept their relationship a secret for rather obvious reasons. The Princess of Equestria together with a young adolescent dragon? The kingdom would be in an uproar from the scandal alone.

So the two met in secret, going about through disguises, and as the years flew by, they became practically inseparable, at least until Spike reached legal age, when they finally told their friends and family. Naturally, everypony was surprised... well, almost; being the Princess of Night and Dreams, she knew quite a bit about their connection, especially after peeking into one or two of her elder sister’s raunchier dreams and simply kept quiet about it. All the same, everypony was happy for them.

With no further need to hide, Spike and Celestia openly dated in utter bliss. That was until more recent events came into play. Celestia’s paperwork started becoming more and more frequent. She would start spending far more hours in the day on work, and still barely putting a dent on it, not even mentioning the Day Court she held at the ends of each day, before setting the sun and simply crashing down into her bed. Spike tried numerous times to help her relax, but being the astute and hardworking princess she is, she proved to be a stubborn workaholic.

Realizing that his beloved mare was running herself into a stress-filled rut, he took it upon himself to give Celestia what she so desperately needed: a vacation. With help from the other princesses, Spike managed to convince Celestia to leave the work to them, so she could take some time off. Naturally, she was reluctant at first, but Spike managed to convince her and spoke of a most beautiful place, one that Luna suggested for him; a small, secluded island in the tropics that both she and Celestia had visited many years ago. Now, here they were, together, for a whole week, with nothing to bother or stress them, and a little something he planned for his dear princess, something that would help the both of them get some much needed relief.

Back in the present, Spike was putting the final touches in place, ready to bring out Celestia’s breakfast. With tray in hand, he headed out to the beach, and considering that the beach was just a long stretch of sand, it wasn’t hard to spot Celestia resting underneath a yellow parcel, sitting on a fold-out chair. When he finally reached her, his eyes practically popped from his head from the now clear sight before him: his love, Celestia, wearing one of the skimpiest outfits he’d ever seen. It was a pink-string micro-bikini that held hearts that just barely covered her areolas, of which the pink, tender flesh pressed tightly against them, practically showcasing her nipples, and, down below, she wore the rest of the ensemble: an equally skimpy micro pink G-string that tightly hugged her crotch, and dug snugly between her rear.

After seeing such a sight, he couldn’t help the whistle that escaped his lips. “Wow, look at you,” he said, still admiring her attire as he stood in front of her.

“Yes, what about me,” she giggled, playing coy as she looked up at him.

“What do you mean, ‘what’? I didn’t know you had something like that stashed away.”

“Oh, well, I didn’t,” Celestia said, hooking her thumb through one of the strings and giving it a light tug. “The girls took me shopping, and both Pinkie and Cadence talked me into buying it.”

'Pinkie ‘Kinky’ Pie strikes again,' he thought to himself. “Okay, I can believe Pinkie would do that, but Cadence?”

“She’s still pretty young, and she’s married, is it really that hard to believe?” She asked with a smirk.

“When you put it like that, I guess not,” he admitted as he placed the tray of food at her side, “For you.”

“Mmm, it looks delicious,” she said, looking at the array of food, but she quickly noticed something amiss. “There’s only enough here for me. Where’s yours?”

“Don’t worry about me. Today’s all about you,” he told her as he kneeled down in front of her, taking her left hoof in his claws. He gently began kneading her hoof, causing Celestia to release of pleasure filled moan as he worked his magic. ‘He really knows where my sweet spots are,’ she thought to herself as she found herself relaxing under his gentle touch and began her meal.

He applied firm pressured as he skillfully made his way from the tip of her hoof to her ankle, feeling the muscles and tendons loosening under his grip. He moved his remaining hand up and behind her leg as Celestia grabbed her tea and leaned back in her chair, letting Spike do his work. Time seemed to slip away as Celestia enjoyed both her meal and Spike’s massage, but she noticed that Spike was focusing solely on her legs, causing her to wonder why the drake’s claws weren’t performing their typical habit of roaming to other, fleshier parts of her body; his hands would run up her inner thighs for but the slightest of moments, only to go back down her legs. Though thinking about it, she simply chalked it up to him letting her finish her meal uninterrupted, and let him be.

When she finished the last sip of her tea, Spike looked up and asked, “how was your breakfast?”

“Wonderful,” she answered, looking down at him with gracious eyes, “and breakfast was delicious, as well.”

“Cute,” he chuckled. “Ready to move on, cuz I got something nice for you.”

“Oh, and what would that be?”

Spike reached into his back pocket and pulled out a glass bottle filled with a suspicious looking, light purple liquid. “Before we left, I got a little something from Zecora, she says this stuff is perfect for relieving stress.”

“Hm, that does sound nice,” she said as her horn lit up, levitating her chair away as she sat straight up. “Then could you please start with my shoulders, I believe a lot of my tension lies there.”

“Of course, your wish is my command,” he assured her.

Popping the cork and pouring out a sizeable amount into his palm, he moved and sat behind her as she pulled her mane over her shoulder, revealing her shapely back and shoulders to him. The skilled masseuse lathered the lotion between his hands before placing them upon each shoulder. Celestia cooed instantly, as the cool, tingling sensation coursed through her, alongside Spike’s gentle kneading. He continued applying pressure to her shoulder blades before quickly feeling the muscles go slack, a sighed and moaned in pleasure following soon after, allowing him to move down her back. Celestia couldn’t believe how good Spike was at massages, even while she felt his hands gliding down her sides with gentle ease; she was feeling so relaxed that she almost didn’t notice the strange heat radiating inside her.

It felt as if a flame was being stocked inside her very core; her heart began to race and her breathing became short and ragged. Every passing second caused the heat to grow, causing her to squirm under Spike subtle touch, not knowing of Spike’s inward grin as he watched Celestia fidget and pant. ‘Yes, it’s working! Zecora, you’re the best,’ he thought to himself, seeing his plan unfurling. ‘Keep it cool, man, this is just the start. Gotta keep up the pressure.’ He gently slid his head next to hers and whispered, “Lie on your stomach, so I can get the rest of your back.”

Celestia quickly submitted, getting down on her stomach, crossing her arms, and resting her head on them as Spike poured more lotion into his hands, licking his chops at the magnificent feast before him; Celestia’s toned back, leading down to her plump flank, only covered by her G-string, which left her rump completely exposed. He wasted no time in placing his hands on her back, feeling Celestia shiver upon contact. He began spreading the lotion along her back and sides, making sure to stay clear of her ass; as much as he wanted to, he had to tease her as much as possible, so he had to resist the urge to touch her sexier areas.

As Spike began applying pressure in the proper places along her frame, Celestia made no attempt to hide her coos and moans of delight. Once again, Spike’s massage caused her flame to grow hotter and hotter as her legs came up, kicking back and forth in the air. He then moved over to her left wing, firmly kneaded the base before working his way up her feathery appendage. ‘That’s it, Celestia. Just relax, and let me do all the work,’ he thought, once again feeling her tension melt away and her muscles turn to jelly.

‘Ah, yes, this feels sooooo good. But I can’t take much more of this,’ Celestia thought, biting her lip to try and contain herself. The purple dragon soon moved to her right wing and repeated the process, cooing and purring the lessening strain on her muscles. After some time passed, and her back was nice and loose, her body craved the dragon’s sensual handling elsewhere on her body. “Spike, I think you’ve done enough for my back, though my front could use some attention,” she said, looking back over her shoulder with a smile.

“Gladly,” he said as he eased up, allowing her to move.

Celestia quickly sat up and pulled her hands around her back, undoing the small knot that let her bikini top fall off, freeing her gargantuan cans for him to see. Spike couldn’t help it, as his eyes became glued to the snow white orbs and cotton candy nipples in front of him. Celestia giggled at his gawking and crossed her arms under her chest, pushing them up. “Don’t just stare at them,” she said as she lied on her back, putting herself on full display, once more.

The young drake snapped himself out of his stupor before lathering more lotion on his hands. ‘Alright, Spike. Time to make your move.’

Suddenly, Spike straddled her abdomen with his knees on either of her sides, startling her for a moment, before she realized what Spike was up to, and gave him her best lustful gaze. “Look at this, your nipples are so hard,” he teased her as he inched his lotion soaked hands to her chest.

“Mmm, I can’t help it if your hands are so good,” she moaned.

“If you think all that was good, you haven’t seen anything yet,” he told her before his hands finally clasped themselves around her chest. The princess of the sun couldn’t resist the loud, hearty moan that escaped her lips as she felt Spike grope and knead her massive breasts. Even though he’s done this many a time before, he still couldn’t believe how soft Celestia’s chest was; his hands easily sunk into the bountiful mounds of flesh as they glided over them, covered in lotion. All the while, Celestia was writhing beneath him, eyes shut tight, back arched up, moaning and panting in pure ecstasy as the growing heat inside her drove her crazy. ‘Now, while she’s distracted,’ he told himself. He looked to the side and found the lotion bottle he needed within reaching distance, but with his hands currently occupied, and knowing that removing either of them would draw his mare’s attention, Spike relied on the only part of him that could do the job: his tongue. Like an arrow, his long, thin, forked, wet muscle shot from his mouth and wrapped itself around the neck of the bottle before lifting it and bring it to the tip of his tail, pouring its contents over the appendage until the spade was fully coated.

With his spade ready, he placed the bottle down and looked behind him, moving his tail over Celestia’s squirming legs. He then looked back at Celestia, who was biting her lip to stifle her cries of pleasure, as he let his spade hover only a few inches above her marehood. Then, without warning, Spike flicked the tip of his spade between her legs and quickly, but firmly, brushed it over her G-string. The sudden contact with her most sensitive area caused Celestia to let out a loud shriek, her eyes popping open, her back arching both herself and him off the ground as a jolt of intense pleasure surged through her. When the jolt passed, Celestia crashed back onto her back, shuddering beneath him. “Wow, I didn’t expect that reaction,” he chuckled at her. “Let’s try it again, but a bit slower.”

Spike brought his tail back down and pressed it firmly over the thin fabric hiding her most precious place. He then started slowly rubbing the full spade against her marehood, causing Celestia to shudder and whimper at the sensation. Even though his tail was saturated in lotion, he could feel a new, sticky fluid soaking it. Knowing she was already so wet, he couldn’t help the smirk that crept across his face. “T-T-To... me... ase...” he heard her stammer.

“Hm? What was that, honey,” Spike asked in a teasing tone, leaning forward, closer to her head so he could hear. “If you don’t speak up, I won’t know what you want.”

Celestia leaned forward, doing her best to trying and get her breathing under control as she opened her glazed eyes at him. “T-Touch me d-d-directly, please,” she pleaded.

“Oh, why didn’t you just say so?” He casually asked with a shrug before pulling his tail back for a quick second, only to slid it down her G-string, sliding it directly over her swollen clit and soaking wet pussy.

Celestia gasped as she felt his tail gently spread her lips apart and stimulate her swollen button, only causing her heat to rise further, especially with the lotion on his tail now directly touching her. Spike saw its reaction as Celestia’s tongue lolled from the corner of her mouth, her back arched completely up, and her hips rubbed aggressively against his tail. He tried to up the ante by playing with her hardened nipples as he placed the tip of his tail against her clit, earning a shriek and moan of complete and utter ecstasy. “C-C-Cumming! I-I’m C-C-Cumming!”

‘Just what I wanted to hear,’ he chuckled internally as he took an extra strong tug on her nipples and pressed his entire spade over her pussy and clit, practically throwing the Solar Princess over the edge. Celestia released a scream of euphoric bliss that could only be compared to a Royal Shout as she came, completely drenching his tail and her G-String. After the pleasure died down, and the afterglow still gripping her body, Celestia was left frozen; her back was arched up, her tongue was hanging from the side of her mouth, and her eyes were rolled to the back of her head. Spike carefully removed himself from her lust-addled form, giving her room to relax as she calmed down, sitting beside her with his legs crossed. After a few minutes, Celestia’s breathing slowed and her body started lowering back down to the ground.

By that time, her afterglow finally washed out of her; she was taking deep breaths as she laid on her back, staring up at the parcel above her, her body was covered in sweat and lotion. “That. Was. The. Best. Massage. Ever.” She smiled as she sat up on her elbows, looking at her draconic lover. “Thank you, Spike.”

“You’re quite welcome,” he assured her with a slight bow. ‘Huh, that worked a lot better than I expected.’

Celestia sat herself up and stretched herself out with a content sigh of relief. “I haven’t felt that good in a long time,” she said as she gazed lustfully at him. “Is there anything I can do to repay you?”

“No need to do that; knowing that you enjoyed yourself is more than enough,” he casually assured her, waving off her gratitude.

“See, you say that, but...” she trailed off as she activated her magic, enveloping Spike’s shorts and ripping them off his form, revealing two throbbing, foot long, draconic phalluses. Unlike the common stallion’s, Spike’s members were covered in bumpy ridges around the top of the shafts, and the heads were narrowed to a pointed tip. Spike stayed stock still from seer shock, his eyes as wide as dinner plates at Celestia’s sultry, yet rather aggressive, disrobing technique. The Princess of the Sun giggled as she got on all fours and slowly crawled her way to him, “it seems that you enjoyed that little massage as much as I did.” She said before reaching him, touching the tip of her index finger to the tip of his upper prick, gently pushing it around. “Are you sure you don’t want me to repay you? I’m sure I can make it worth your while.” Celestia stated, using her free arm to push her lotion covered breasts up.

“Well... if you really feel like paying me back, I guess I can’t really refuse,” Spike stated rather stiffly, staring intently at the marshmallow globes before him. ‘Wow, this worked a lot better than I expected.‘

‘He’s so transparent, and it’s absolutely adorable,’ Celestia thought as she leaned closer, placing her plump, but soft lips against his, which Spike couldn’t help but kiss her back; his body relaxing from her oral embrace. Celestia soon retreated as she gently pushed Spike onto his back, her index finger never once breaking contact with his raging rod. “Now just relax and let me have some fun with these.” Celestia told him, taking the tip of her finger and running it down the base of his shaft, sending a shiver through his spine.

The elder alicorn shifted herself back, her breasts now looming over his dicks, both twitching with anticipation as she took a breast in each hand and leaned down to wrap them around Spike’s lower horns, electing a growl and shudder from him. Celestia smiled at Spike’s reaction as she began to bob along his shaft, completely covering them in her erogenous flesh, leaving only his tips room for escape. Spike loved Celstia’s titjobs, but with the added slipperiness of the lotion, her normally silky fur felt ten times better as they caressed his members from the base to the tip of their narrow heads. “How does that feel, hm?”

“Amazing,” he groaned, looking down at her. “Your breasts feel fantastic!”

“Really, they’re not too big? I know that compared to other mares, mine are a bit... much,” she said in a somewhat sheepish tone.

“Are you kidding? Your breasts are perfect,” he practically snapped in outrage. “They’re so soft, yet firm; perky, yet luscious. I could never get enough of them.”

“I’m so glad to hear to hear that,” she purred, staring down at the dollops of pre, now oozing from his tips. “And just for that, you get a reward.”

Then, to Spike’s surprise, Celestia leaned her head down, opened her mouth, and took both of his tips into her muzzle. Spike took a sharp breath as he felt Celestia’s lips wrap around them, her broad tongue quickly going to work, lapping all over them as her breasts continued their work. Celestia then altered her technique and started stroking his shafts one breast at a time; left to right, swirling her tongue in a figure eight as she did so. Spike growled in exhilaration, the combined sensations were becoming too much for him, and the urge to thrust his hips grew stronger. Celestia watched intently as Spike was writhing in her grasp; his moans and groans of pleasure coaxing her own loins to stir with need and desire.

Spike soon felt an all too familiar feeling taking hold. “Celestia, I’m... gonna cum!”

Upon hearing that, she pulled her mouth from his heads with an audible ‘pop’. “Ah, ah, ah, if you’re going to do that, you have to do it properly.” She said as she removed herself from Spike and laid back down on her back, spreading her legs wide open, her right hand fondling her right breast and her left hand spreading her sopping wet lips open, letting her juices flow freely. While Spike’s voice remained lodged in his throat, the stream of green flames that shot from his nostrils, and his madly throbbing dicks, spoke volumes. The drake wasted no time as he got to his knees and shifted into position, both his dicks in hand, but just as he was about to position them at her front and back entrances, Celestia placed her hand gently, yet firmly against his chest, stopping him. “Sorry, dear. Not this time,” she said, summoning her magic and grasping Spike’s twin dragons in her ethereal grip, positioning them where she wanted them.

Spike wasn’t all that surprised where she put them, but he still looked up at her and asked, “are you sure?”

“You said today was all about me, right? Well, I want this, and I know you do too,” she said, grinding her soaking lips against his pricks. “Now, if you’d please.”

“As you wish,” he said with a slight bow, grabbing his members as Celestia released her magical grip, now noticing how well lubricated they became from both the lotion and Celestia’s mouth, telling him that he was in for a wild ride as he took aim. ‘Here we go,’ he thought to himself, prodding at her entrance. He took it nice and slow as he enter her, both moaning and groaning in kind as they felt both tips slide into Celestia’s wanting box, earning an extra shriek from her, as her walls began spreading wide open.

“Argh, yes, yes, keep going!” Celestia demanded, to which Spike obliged, sliding more of his dragon meat into her depths. Celestia cried out in ecstasy as she felt Spike’s rods pressing against her walls; his ridged bumps brushing against every corner for added pleasure. After some more added pressure and a little more time, Spike eventually bottomed out, inside her; both his pricks nestled snugly in her tight pussy, while his tips pressing firmly against her most sacred of places. Spike knew that such an act would break a normal mare, but Celestia was no ordinary mare, and while he wasn’t as long or thick as a normal stallion, the fact that he had two of them made up for it, and Celestia certainly never complained, but she knew full well she could handle such an endeavor. Though the first time wasn’t easy, as it certainly required a lot of lube, but when they managed to pull it off, Celestia had never felt so full and content, no stallion could compare to the sensation she felt when she took both of Spike’s dragons at once; her screams of pleasure could be heard throughout all of Canterlot and Ponyville. It became their special technique and only performed on special occasions.

“Oh my goodness, that feels so wonderful! I’ve missed this so much,” she moaned full heartedly.

“By your mane, you’re tight!” Spike groaned, a few more puffs of flames escaping his nostrils, baring his fangs and doing his best not to release himself right then and there.

“Don’t stop! Don’t stop now, keep going,” she pleaded, narrowing her eyes at him and biting her lower lip in anticipation. He waited until he had himself under control, before slowly sliding out, dragging his ridges against her walls until only his heads remained, before slamming back home. Celestia arched her back, throwing her head back as Spike worked into a rhythm. “Ah, yeeessssss, this feels so good!”

Watching as her breasts bobbed and swayed with each thrust was Spike’s favorite pastime, and before he knew it, the purple dragon leaned forward and groped Celestia’s bountiful chest, earning yet another moan from the white mare. He didn’t slow down for a second as he took one of Celestia’s nipples into his mouth, nipping, licking, and sucking it with great vigor. Even though they’ve done this many times before, she still couldn’t believe how good it felt to be with him; to have each and every thrust send an explosive jolt of pleasure throughout her body; between the size and girth of his phalluses, the tiny nubs, and the grinds against her womb all at once... it was so much she’d swear she was orgasming with every thrust.

Deciding to spice things up, Spike put his arms underneath the small of her back and leaned himself back, pulling both of them upright. Celestia gasped when the sudden shift caused Spike’s members to go even deeper; the heads of his dicks breaking through her final barrier and straight into her womb. Her eyes widened and her tongue lolled from her mouth as her mind went completely blank from absolute pleasure. “By sweet Faust above,” she groaned before wrapping her arms and legs around Spike, pressing him between her breasts and looking down at him. “You naughty dragon, my tight pussy wasn’t enough?”

“Of course it is, but I know you love it when I plow your baby cave,” he answered with a devious smile.

“Damn right I do,” she replied, giving a lustful gaze as she leaned down and stole his lips in a passionate kiss. Spike quickly kissed her back before thrusting once again, his rhythm fast and hard, causing Celestia moan and scream into him. His forked tongue darted into her mouth, which she openly accepted, allowing the two wet muscles to intertwine, not fighting for dominance, but simply to unite in a full-on embrace. He only pulled away for a moment, to let their tongue dance in the open air, before diving back for more.

Spike soon felt that familiar pressure rising once again, being hurried along by the convulsions of Celestia’s walls around him. “Celestia, I can’t hold it much longer,” he warned as he thrust harder.

“Me either. I’m gonna cum so hard,” she proclaimed, pulling him back between her breasts. “Spike, make me cum, please, I need to cum!”

Spike started thrusting with total abandon, and Celestia screamed with equal carelessness before they both reached their peaks, leaning down toward each other, embracing in another lust addled kiss. With one final thrust, Spike groaned into her lips as he felt his hot, molten seed erupting inside the solar princess, coating her insides as white as her own coat. At the same time, Celestia broke the kiss and screamed as the flood gates shattered and her strongest orgasm to date exploded from within her, spewing forth a flood of both her and her lovers juices through the tight seal her pussy had over his cocks.

The two lovers were locked in place, riding out their respective orgasms. Celestia’s was the worse for the wear; her nails doing their best to dig into Spike’s back as she shuddered and twitched in euphoric ecstasy. While Spike eventually felt his orgasm taper off, Celestia was still as raw as a nerve, even as Spike tried to make it easy on her and lie back down, he but pulled a bit out and Celestia tightened her grip, pulling him closer. “N-N-N-No, d-don’t pull o-out,” she pleaded, looking at him, her eyes completely glazed over. Spike simply nodded as he turned them over on their sides, allowing them to hold each other and rest.

After what seemed like an eternity, but was actually about five minutes, Celestia finally came down from her high, just as Spike’s members lost the last bit of their mojo and slide out of her, retracting back into their sheaths. Both Spike and Celestia gave a content, satisfied sigh as they gaze into each other’s eyes. “Thank you, Spike. I truly needed that,” she said, gently caressing his cheek with her hand.

“Glad to help, anything for my special somepony,” he smiled at her as he kissed her palm.

She smiled back at him before stretching and yawning, “Hm, it’s been a long while since I’ve felt so relaxed. Seems that aphrodisiac really did help.” As she said that, Spike’s eyes widened in utter shock, staring at the coy smile on Celestia’s face. “What? Didn’t think I knew what that ‘lotion’ really was,” she giggled. “I know I look young, but you have to get up pretty early in the morning to catch me with that old trick. But don’t worry, I’m not mad.”

“Y-You’re not?”

“Of course not,” she said before another yawn escaped her, setting down her head to rest. “Especially since I’ll be giving you your own ‘special treatment’ soon enough.”

Hearing that caused a number of red flags to go off in his head, but before Spike could inquire what she meant, it was too late. He saw Celestia’s horn lite up and touched her index finger to his temple; he was out like a light. But just as his head hit the towel, Celestia used her still active magic to summon two glass bottles in a flash of light: one was a prism shaped bottle with a viscous green liquid inside, while the second was a cube shaped bottle with a blue liquid inside. “Don’t worry, Spikey, you’re gonna love this, I’ll make sure of that,” she whispered to him.

But as much as she wanted to get her plans underway, she was indeed tired. She knew she had plenty of time to put her plan in motion, so she placed the bottles down and laid her head beside her beloved, cuddling up with him, a blissful smile on her face.