Spike was lounging on the couch in the library with nothing to do. The storm had knocked their cable out, he was always telling Twilight how they should change their provider. There were no games he was in the mood to play, the internet was knocked out, and there and no junk food in the kitchen to eat. “Well I guess I can reorganize the books of the Library… for the 5th time.” he thought. He stood up and starting moping around, opening drawers, staring outside, typical things someone would do when their boredom consumes them. He made his way upstairs, thinking he could take a nap and wait until their internet provider would get the internet running again once he awoke. However on the way back to his room, he saw a glimpse of a golden rim book sitting on Twilights neatly made bed. “As much as she loves reading, she doesn’t love putting the book back where it belongs,” Spike mumbled to himself.
He approached the bed and saw this this was no library book, it was what appeared to be a Diary, Twilight’s Diary for that matter. “I really shouldn’t…” he said to himself, “buuuut it’d certainly provide me with some entertainment.” He sat on the bed, picked up her book, and began reading, it appeared to be written in number of entries she had.
Entry No. 1: First day I have purchased this book to record my daily actions in. Nothing particular today, however a hummingbird did flutter in front of me for a moment. I relished in the thought that he thought I was a pretty flower or something.
Spike immediately regretted reading due to how dull this was, however this was better than napping or counting the cracks in the ceiling of his bedroom. Twilight was out helping Rarity at the time though, and figured she’d stay at her place until the raining went down. So he continued, he flipped through a few more pages, already knowing not much could have happened in them. Because let's face it, even though Twilight’s good friends with the princess and gets to do these sick adventures, not much else happens in between those segments of her life. He did however notice his name in one of them and stopped to read it.
Entry No. 15: Spike's birthday was today. His big 18th, he's so grown up. We had a lot of fun. It wasn't a huge blown out Pinkie Pie party, just a nice quite one at the Library. Slow music, a few friends, he even asked me to dance with him.
"Oh yeah, fun night that night was. Pinkie got hammered and broke the window... How could I possibly forget." Spike mumbled to himself.
Entry No. 37: Went camping with the girls and Spike this weekend. Me and Spike had to share a blow up mattress, since we didn’t bring enough for each one of us. I woke up in the middle of the night to notice I was hugging him from behind, I think I just mistook him for my body pillow is all…
“I remember that night,” Spike said aloud to himself, “She told me I was doing it though and not her…” Spike continued reading the next couple of entries.
Entry No. 40: Went shopping today with Spike. He’s gotten a lot bigger than I last remembered, even though he's 18 now it still shocks me how tall he is, he can even reach the Captain Crunch of the very top shelf now, I remembered when he struggled to get something off the 3rd shelf even. I kinda miss him being smaller.
Entry No. 46: I saw Spike getting out of the shower today, we used to take baths together all the time and see each other naked, but it felt different seeing him naked, and he was… hard down there. He apologized profusely, saying he didn't know I was in the bedroom and that he forgot to bring a towel. All day that day I couldn’t stop imagining him naked in my mind. I need to preoccupy myself more or something.
“I remember that day too… If Twilight hadn’t have used that other one for her hair I would’ve used it, but I realized there were no clean towels in the bathroom once I got done.” Spike muttered. He went to the next few, skimming over until his name came up AGAIN.
Entry No. 50: I just got off my period last night, and was horny, I tried browsing for something I could masturbate to, but nothing did it. Until I started remembered Spike naked, I tried to think of something else or try watching different genres. But I still couldn’t get Spike out of my mind. I eventually gave in and did it to the thought of him. I feel dirty now… He’s like my brother, why am I thinking of him like this?...
“Should I be reading this?! I need to stop,” Spike thought to himself. But he couldn’t stop, his palms shaking, mouth dry, cold sweat accumulating at his forehead and brow, he couldn’t stop now. He kept skimming the ones with his name in them.
Entry No. 54: It feels like every night I need to get off, thinking of Spike is the only way to do it. I just need to avoid masturbating a while then. My hands are shaking right now while I’m writing this. I don’t know what to do, this can’t go on.
Entry No. 59: I can’t help it. I’m so sorry, I’m so ashamed of myself. It was like hearing a ringing noise, the longer it goes on the more annoying and maddening it is, until eventually you have to yell to hear something other than the noise. I stole a pair of Spike’s boxers, it didn’t take me long to get off, but I couldn’t look or talk at Spike all day that day, or even myself in my mirror. I’m gonna close the Library for the day tomorrow and just tell Spike I’m sick, I need to lay down and have a long think over about this.
“Twilight hasn’t really ignored me or not looked like herself that recently. How long has this been going on?...” Spike thought, “I shoulda just gone to bed, now I can’t stop…”
Entry No. 60: I laid in bed all day today, didn’t eat, didn’t drink, barely slept, Spike checked up on me regularly though to make sure I was okay, he’s so sweet…
Entry No. 71: I’ve been feeling less and less guilty over doing the things I did, in fact it’s kinda like a rush doing it. I know I really shouldn’t, but again it’s like that ringing noise. I hate to say this, it’s going to be even harder to read once I write it out… I think I love Spike.
Spike’s heart skipped a beat, so harshly that it hurt, He dropped the book immediately and rushed to his room, took off his Jeans and put on his PJ’s, and laid down. He tried his hardest to sleep, he rolled back and forth, tried jogging around the room to tire himself out, even took some Nyquil in the drug cabinet downstairs. But his heart kept racing, he kept remembering the words he read from the book. Especially, ESPECIALLY that one line, “...I think I love Spike.”
“Okay, so Twilight loves me,” Spike said to himself, voice cracking, “No big deal, I mean, nothing wrong with loving someone… But there is a problem with stealing their underwear.” He began to wonder how many times she smelled the very same boxers he was wearing now. The thought made his stomach churn and knot up. He curled up and starting groaning, in annoyance, embarrassment, confusion, and so many other words. He then thought, “If she realizes I read her diary…” The thought made him sick. Unknowing what to do he put his pillow under his head and thought hard about how to feel and how to avoid Twilight. Eventually he thought himself to sleep…
Spike then awoke to the sound of a door shutting from downstairs, there was an absence of the sound of rain hitting the roof, or the birds from outside. He quickly looked to his window and saw the moon, Night.
“Spike? Spiiiiike? I’m home.” Twilight announced. “Sorry I couldn’t be home earlier, what with the storm and all.”
Spike was fighting the thought of getting up, staying in bed, or shouting back to Twilight…
“Spike? Spike are you home?” Twilight shouted worried.
He knew he had to speak up then or she’d start to panic, “Y-yea, I’m here. I’m trying to sleep.”
Twilight walked her way upstairs and into his doorway,“It’s only 9,” Twilight giggled, “You normally stayed up past 3 am.”
Spike could not meet her gaze, he pulled his blanket over his head, “I k-know, I just don’t feel that good… I think I’m s-sick” he stuttered
“Oh,” Twilight said with a slight tone of worry in her voice, “Do you need anything? Maybe some soup or some wa-”
“I’m fine Twilight, please just let me sleep.” Spike replied abruptly, shaking slightly.
“Oh, okay, sorry Spike,” Twilight shut the door behind her. “I knew I shoulda brought that umbrella,” Twilight groaned, “Even Spike said, ‘There’s gonna be a storm today.’ The news always get their predictions messed up, why should I trust them now?” She yawned as she made her way to the bedroom, “Damn, I didn’t realize how tired I was… Oh! Crap I forgot to put my diary away before I left,” Twilight laughed to herself as she noticed her book laying out on her bed. She grabbed her book as she laid down, and grabbed the pen on her table, and began to make a new entry.
Entry No. 233: Rarity needed help today with her new floral dress she was making for a friend. Storm caught me off guard and ended up spending the whole day with her. Got home and Spike says he may be sick, looks like I won’t get the chance to take some boxers from him for a while since he’ll be holed up in there. Luckily I snagged some yesterday!
Twilight closed her book, put it in her drawer, grabbed Spike’s underwear and gave it a deep sniff, and went to bed.
Morning rolled around, Twilight got up, showered and dressed. She was about to head downstairs when she saw Spike’s door and remembered how bad he was feeling the other day, she crept up to it and slowly opened his door, “Hey Spike… Spike?”
Spike quickly awoke to the sound of that familiar voice, “Yea?”
“Shit, I shoulda just crept in and snagged a pair.” she thought to herself, “Uh, you need anything? In the mood for breakfast?”
“No thanks, I’m not hungry.”
Twilight pouted, “Spike did you eat anything last night? That oven bake pizza I left you is still in the fridge. Are you okay? You need to eat.”
“I’m not hungry.” He repeated.
“... Alright. Just, lemme know if you need something. I’ll be downstairs. And you better save up an appetite, cause tonight’s your favorite, Spaghetti!” Twilight cheered. Spike didn’t reply, didn’t even budge, only deeply exhaled. Twilight was deeply concerned, regardless she shut his door and went downstairs to handle book checkouts and reorganizing the books. hours passed and not a peep, not from customers, not from Spike, nothing. “Spike must really be sick, poor guy.” With nothing else going on, Twilight went to check up on Spike in his bedroom, she poked her head in, from what she remembered Spike had not moved an inch from last she saw him earlier. “Spike… are you okay? Do you want to go to the doctors maybe?...” she said softly.
“I’m okay, just let me lay here.” He responded.
“Spike you’ve been laid up all day, it’s 6 in the afternoon, you haven’t moved an inch since this morning. Please tell me what’s wrong?”
He was tempted to tell her for a second, quickly realizing how dumb that would be, he just remained silent. Twilight flicked the light on and sat next to him. His heart began to race again, like it did when he read her diary.
“You can talk to me Spike.” Twilight said, she reached out a hand to take the blanket off his hand, but was interrupted.
“Not about this, you wouldn’t have the answer. It’d be best if I didn’t tell you.” Spike grunted.
“Now that’s just silly,” Twilight said jokingly in an attempt to brighten him up, “c’mon, what’s wrong?”
“... Do you remember that time we went camping?” Spike began.
“Well yeah, the 7 of us, me, you, Pinkie, Rarity, Fluttershy, Dash, and AJ.” Twilight recalled.
“How could I have been the one hugging you if I was facing the opposite direction of you the whole night?”
“Well I… I think it was me, I-I don’t know.” Twilight said with a weak smile.
“And… that time you saw me naked after I got out of the shower several months ago.”
Twilight's blood began to run cold, but she tried to maintain posture, “Y-yeah Spike. I do.”
“I’m really sorry about that...”
“It was a mistake, we all make mistakes,” Twilight replied, she started bouncing her leg up and down on the floor, shaking slightly.
“... Do you know where my other black pair of boxers are? I can’t seem to find them.”
“I… no- no I haven’t I’m sorry.” Twilight replied, beginning to shake more harshly. “W-where are you getting at with all this?” Twilight said beginning to choke up.
Spike did not reply.
“Spike, how far did you read into it?...” Twilight asked on the verge of tears.
“Read into what?”
“You know what!” Twilight shouted, she started rocking back and forth nervously, “Sp-spike I’m so sorry -- I didn’t mean to yell, I’m sorry.” She said putting her hand on his hip to comfort him. Tears started to roll down her reddened face, hands shaking violently, knowing full well of how busted she was.
“It’s okay Twilight… To be honest I’m not even all that mad about it. What shocked me most was your feelings towards me.”
“I don’t want to impose anything on our friendship Spike, believe me I’ll stop all those nasty things I’ve been doing in my Diary. Please, I’m so sorry, so very very sorry”
Spike pulled his blankets down to reveal his reddened face, “I… I love you too Twilight.”
Twilight didn’t know what to do, she did however stop shaking and crying. She sat there dumbfounded for the longest time, unknowing what words to say next. “W-what about Rarity? I th-thought you loved her..”
“She never gives me any attention. I could do anything in the world for her and it wouldn’t get me any further. But you’re there for me when I’m sick, when I’m hurt, when I’m having troubles. And I’m there for you when you’re sick, when you’re hurt, when you’re having troubles. I sometimes see you as my sister, I mean we did grow up together and all, but I’m trying to get past that.” He replied, trying to meet her gaze.
“How can you just ignore that way I thought of you or when I used your boxers, what I did was wrong,” Twilight pointed out.
“I know it was, but it was still a part of love that drove you to do that. Lust, you wanted me, even when you didn’t want to. Love doesn’t play fair, but that’s what love is,” Spike reached his hand out gently to lay upon Twilight’s, “Love is knowing you shouldn’t, but you still do anyway. Not saying we’re a Romeo and Juliet, but they knew better than to love each other. They eventually gave into and fell head over heels for each other. You’ve accepted your love, or lust, to me, now I’m ready to accept mine towards you.”
“Spike...” Twilight faltered, not knowing what to say. Spike then leaned up to where he was able to sit up, and wrapped his arms around her. Twilight did the same, embracing him as close as she could burying her face unto his neck. “This is like the best case scenario for me doing the things I did… I’m so happy.” She muttered as she started to cry. Spike loosened his grip on her, she then complied by doing the same, as she then kissed him on the lips. Spike left out a muffled squeak, surprised by how abruptly she pressed her soft lips against his. Though he closed his eyes, and quickly matched the rhythm Twilight had going as their lips danced.
The sounds of lips smacking filled the air, followed by Twilight’s muffled moans. The 2, near breathless, broke apart for a few moments to catch their breath, “Are you sure you haven’t kissed anyone else before Spike?” Twilight asked, panting
“What can I say, I’m a fast learner, that and I watch a lot of… romantic porn.” Spike replied, scratching the back of his head embarrassed. This time he took initiative and began the kiss. Even taking it up a notch as he pressed his tongue against her lips, as though asking for entrance into her mouth. Twilight complied and parted her lips. As their tongues intertwined and wrestled at one another, both could not help but moan as they tasted one anothers mouth, relishing in the taste of the one they love.
Twilight broke the kiss between the two, “Spike… would you be okay with doing… that, right now? You are of age and you did say you love me.. So...” Twilight asked, struggling to meet his gaze.
“Absolutely,” he exclaimed. The two began to undress one another, first Spike, then Twilight, until Spike had a bit of a problem with Twilight’s bra.
“Here, I got it. I sometimes can’t get it off either when I go to bed.” Twilight said giggling nervously, she reached her hand around, with a snap the bra fell off., revealing her contents. “So uh… what do you think?” She asked in a hushed voice, brushing her other arm with her hand.
“Twi… you’re so.. beautiful.” Spike replied in a daze.
“Spiiiiiiike.” Twilight groaned as she covered her face, “Don’t say that it embarrassing.” Spike seized the opportunity to feel her up, he groped her her left boob with his hand, Twilight let out a surprised gasp, but did not stop him. He then gave her right boob the same treatment with his other free hand, every so often he’s lightly pinch her nipples, causing her to moan and wiggle around. He motioned her to lay on the bed, she complied as Spike hovered over her on all fours, and continued to grope her. He took his hands off her left breast and seized it in his mouth, a prompted cry from Twilight ringed out, she tried to keep it in by biting her lip, but it was soooo good. She continued to cry out, in very erotic moans and whimpers, as shivers crept up her spine. He alternated between the two, sucking and licking the left, then giving the same treatment to her right. Twilight was in absolute bliss, to have her body be worshipped like this. Best of all, the boy she loved most doing it to her.
He pulled away from her, and saw the aftermath of his treatment, her nipples erect and with red suction marks around them. He continued to explore her body, as he kissed his way down from her chest down to her stomach, then down to her nether regions, Spike was simply dumbfounded when we saw the beauty that lay before him, such a nice tight little cunny. She was soaked, even her ass and the sheets below her were wet.
“What’s he doing?...” Twilight began to wonder, “Why is he just staring at it?... Oh no, he doesn’t like it does he? He probably thinks it’s to- “ Her words were cut short from Spike spreading her pussy open and sniffing deeply, his nose near centimeters away from her love box. He couldn’t bear the sex drive or patience anymore, he shoved his lips around her vagina and started licking away furiously at her entrance. “Oh GOD Spike!” Twilight cried out in ecstasy. Her mouth hanging open, unable to control the moans and squeals that came from her mouth, or the slight spasm and jolts from just how amazing of a job Spike was doing eating away at her. She collected herself and stared down at the supplier of the amazing electricity and tingles that moved throughout her body. She then saw how stiff he was, fully blown erection, and his cock head accumulating precum at his very tip, he was at LEAST six inches. The sight of this and her pussy being eaten out so barbarically caused that knot that built up in her stomach to grow and grow until she grabbed his head and thrusted madly into his lips, screaming out and twitching all over.
Twilight deflated onto Spike’s bed, panting wildly, near exhausted and eyelids half closed. “Uh.. T-twilight? I need relief too ya know.” Spike complained.
Twilight’s eyes immediately shot open, “I’m sorry Spike, you’ve been doing all the work and I haven’t done anything.” Twilight tried leaning up, but just didn’t have the strength to. Spike towered over her, with his throbbing member staring straight at her.
“You don’t need to, I think we can just try it like this… So, you ready Twi?”
“Absolutely,” she replied softly. Spike positioned himself over her entrance, he teased her as he grinded along her labia, with his head brushing her clit every so often. Enough with the foreplay, he bagan to ever so slowly push his member inside. The head went in no problem, at least to Spike it did. Twilight was gripping the bed sheets and tightening her eyes shut, the pain of being spread open by her brother figure was substantial, but she knew that once he broke the hymen, that the pain would soon be over.
Centimeter by centimeter, millimeter by millimeter, Spike continued to push his cock deeper and deeper, relishing in the pure ecstasy that Twilight’s pussy was providing. He heard Twilight whimper as he met some resistance. He looked to her, silently asking “Are you ready?” after exhaling deeply, Twilight shut her eyes tight and nodded to his approval. Spike counted down in his head, “Okay, 3… 2… 1!” He shoved his way past her hymen, as guilty as Spike felt for bringing her pain, he was in pure bliss, so warm, so tight, so wet.
Twilight was a whole other story, grinding her teeth, tears streaming down her face, grunting at the stinging pain in her pussy. She quickly gripped Spike’s hand in her palm, “D-don’t… don’t move…” they laid, motionless for what felt like hours, days even. Twilight wiped her tears away, let out another deep exhale, and looked to Spike, “Slow” was all she said. Spike knew she had to say no more, he repositioned himself a bit and slowly pulled his way out of her. As he was pulling out, he noticed that his cock was splotched with some blood, he looked to Twilight in a bit of shock and feeling ashamed. He leaned in close to her, embracing her in a hug, putting his chin on her shoulder, “I’m sorry Twilight…”
“It’s a-alright Spike, it doesn’t hurt as much anymore. I’m okay.” Spike pulled his head back to meet her gaze, without a second thought he planted his lips on hers, and pushed his cock forward into her depths. In and out, in and out, in and out. As they progressed Twilight’s pain had subsided, and was quickly replaced with such pleasant stimulation and that tingly feeling she got when she masturbated, but MUCH stronger. Spike continued to pump into her, once her grunts and whining turned into muffled moans and whimpers, it encouraged him to pick up his pace. She wrapped her legs around his waist, grabbed his shoulders, and never dared break this kiss between each other. Spike soon felt the pit in the bottom of his stomach expand, he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. Nor could Twilight, that tickly feeling that built up inside her was maddening, she broke the kiss unable to control her cries of attention, even the way she inhales is erotic, rasping for air and then moaning it out. They both eventually met their limit, “Tw-Twilight, I’m about to--”
“INSIDE! Do it inside Spike! I want to feel your sperm deep inside me!” She wailed. Spike kept thrusting, faster and faster, deeper and deeper, almost completely losing his rhythm, he couldn’t get enough of stabbing into her warm depths, until he eventually slammed home, pushing his rod as deep as he can go inside of her, grinding right up against her g-spot, shooting gush after gush against her womb, causing Twilight to break out into a throaty ear deafening cry as she tightened around Spike’s shaft, milking him for all he was worth. What can only be described as a spiritual moment as the two grinded hard against each other, both trying to get the maximum effect out of what would be the best orgasms of their life. Sadly their feel-good feeling subsided, Spike pulled out and collapsed right beside Twilight, whose pussy was pumping out a lot of Spike’s creamy jizz he unloaded inside of her, along with some blood spots here and there. Both still panting heavily, they stared at one another, as a shy smile overcame the both of them.
“I love you Spike.”
“I love you too Twilight.”
“And uh, Spike… I’m really sorry about taking your underwear for all this time.” Twilight mumbled
Spike only chuckled to himself that she bring up something like that at a time so caring and intimate, “Well if it helps you feel any better I used to take a lot of your underwear too, I was just more sneaky about it.”
“Pervert…” Was all Twilight could get out before falling asleep in his arms. Spike eventually gave in and fell asleep too. Two lovers lying in each others arms, both as content as they could be.
Author's Note
So this was my first attempt at a clopfic. It may not be great, but at least I tried 
. And I gotta say it's kinda sad when I look at how long I spent on this, with the time and careful thinking I put on this, turned out to be pretty long. Longer than an average story of The Random Adventures of Equestria (A story I write with me and a friend).
So if ya like it, please say so, if ya hate it, please not only say so, but include what you didn't like. It's always good feedback, unless it's just utter nonsense like, "I don't like human based stories," or, "Add more tits."
Also I could not help but point out as much as I could that these characters are in fact of age. Sure canon Spike is a baby, but this is set in the future. Confirming Twilight is of age as well.
