Or How to Train Your Dragon to Pleasure you (Part 1)
The wind was howling and the snow was coming down hard across Ponyville. The streets were empty, save for only one or two ponies who were carrying some food and heading home, and the low visibility made it hard for them to see where they were going. Although many businesses and stores had shut down due to the storm, one tall, elegant building near the center of town had a unicorn walking back and forth to do another kind of business.
In a room that was considered ‘organized chaos’ by the owner, a lean, delicate looking unicorn with ample hips and a rather large bosom in a fluffy purple blouse, black jeans, and high heels was pacing back and forth in the room. She carefully walked over the rolls of fabric on the floor and turned her head to a mannequin wearing a strapless royal blue gown that reached down the the feet of the model.
“Hmm… it’s looking good so far,” said the unicorn. She rubbed her chin as she gazed at the dress. “Perhaps I should add in a golden lace pattern on the dress. Spike, what do you think?”
There was no answer.
The unicorn turned her head. “Spike?” she asked.
“I’m coming, Rarity!” a muffled and somewhat deep voice shouted. “Can you open the door?”
Rarity gasped and hurried to the door to open it. When she did, she saw a large pile of rolls of fabric and some cloth that was shaking violently.
“Good heavens, Spike!” cried out Rarity. “Let me help you with that, darling.”
She took some of the rolls of fabric and her horn lit up to lift a few more up into the air. The rounded face of a dragon with green spines and eyes came into Rarity’s view. He moved to a nearby table and put the remaining stuff down. Spike brushed the little dirt he got on his dark green shirt and his blue jeans.
As Rarity watched the rather tall and slender dragon brushed himself off, she couldn’t help but think just how big Spike had gotten now. Once a rather tiny dragon, Spike had finally hit his growth spurt a few years ago. While he was now as tall as where her neck was, Rarity had heard from Twilight that he could be as tall as Big Macintosh sometime next year, or the year after.
“Are you alright?” wondered Rarity. “That certainly was a lot more than you should have handled, Spike.”
The dragon waved a hand. “Ah, it was nothing,” he nonchalantly said. “I can handle it. See?” He flexed his lean muscled arm to show a few muscles on his arm. “I’ve been working out with Rainbow Dash lately, and it’s starting to pay off.”
Rarity smiled and said, “I can see that. Let’s see if all that training will help me in getting my order done soon. I was thinking of adding in a lace pattern over the torso area of the dress to give it more flash. What do you think, Spike?”
Spike nodded slowly and said, “I think it could work. What kind of pattern were you thinking?”
Rarity backed up to look at the dress. “Well I was thinking of something like rose or something like–oh!” Before Rarity could finish her thought, she bumped into a table nearby and heard a dull thud. She looked over and saw a roll of golden fabric had fallen. “Oh, dear. Let me get that.”
Spike watched Rarity leaned over and felt heat started building up in his face as he looked directly at Rarity’s well rounded backside. The jeans she was was wearing were riding up it and gave Spike a view of how curvy it was. She shook her rump around as she bent over further to get it. Spike couldn’t help but bite his lower lip and stare at the fashionista.
His steamy thoughts were broken up though as he felt something tightening and a bit painful in his groin.
… Oh, no, thought Spike.
He looked down and clasped his hands over his mouth to hold back a gasp. In the groin area of his pants, a large bulge had appear and was slowly sticking out so much, it looked like part of his pants was a tent. He quickly looked up and saw Rarity was getting back up. Spike panicked and looked at the door. An idea suddenly hit him and he tip toed over.
Rarity adjusted herself and placed the fabric back on the table. “Ah, there we go! Now where was I, Spike?” She turned around and was shocked and confused to see the dragon had his back turned towards her and was inching himself towards the door.
“Spike?” she inquired.
“Uh… that sounds great, Rarity,” said Spike in a jittery voice. “Why don’t y–you get started without m–me?”
“What’s wrong, Spikey?” she concernedly asked.
“Nothing!” he answered in a panic. “I mean, it’s nothing at all. I'll be right back. I, um, need to… go to the b–bathroom.” He bolted out of the room before Rarity could get another word out.
Rarity stared dazedly at the door as she heard Spike’s footsteps hurry down the hall and out of hearing range. She frowned to herself and shook her head as she thought about Spike.
“Again he has done this,” she told herself. “I don’t know what Spikey Wikey’s problem is. I’ve never seen him act like this before.”
She thought back some of the previous incidents similar to this. A few months ago, he was helping her again with another order. When Rarity asked for a needle, she saw Spike hid behind a table and stretched out to give it to her. One month after that, he made multiple trips to the bathroom or excuse himself to get water. She didn’t get much assistance from Spike that day. Then only one week ago, Spike said he wasn’t feeling well only after helping her for a half hour and was clearly fine. He ran off back to the castle before she could stop him.
Rarity stomped her foot and huffed. “Well that ends today!” she vowed. “I must know what’s wrong with Spike no matter what!”
Rarity walked out of her design room and made her way down to the the bathroom. She could hear Spike’s voice mumbling the closer she got. She stopped walking and carefully tip toed up towards the door. As Rarity got closer to the bathroom, she heard Spike clearly.
“Not again! Not again! Not again!” he moaned in panicky voice. “Not this again!”
Rarity raised an eyebrow and looked worried. Spike?
“Why can’t I go at least one day without this happening to me in front of Rarity, or one of the other girls!?” he demanded in an irate tone. “I don’t this to happen all the time!”
Rarity took a deep breath and placed her hand on door handle. She took another deep breath and creaked it open wide enough to get a glimpse inside the room.
Spike, whatever is the matter with you? thought Rarity to herself. I won’t let you suffer any further from whatever is on your mind!
She quietly leaned in and got a glimpse inside the bathroom. She almost had to stop herself from falling back and gasping at the sight she saw. She did a double take as she looked in the bathroom and saw Spike with his pants down. Rarity’s eyes were drawn to something else that had left her feeling both shocked and a little hot in the cheeks: a reddish phallus sticking straight up.
Rarity took another look in and flushed at the sight of Spike’s member. It was certainly big and rather thick for him. The tip was curved upwards and from the bottom of the tip, to all the way to to the base, there were large ridges on it. The more Rarity stared at it, the more hypnotized and heated she felt. She bit her lip and slowly lowered her hand into her pants, past her purple panties, and–
No! Rarity scolded to herself as she quickly pulled her hand back out and straightened herself. I… I shouldn’t be doing this. It’s uncouth for a lady such as I. Especially with how distraught poor Spikey is.
Rarity slowly backed away from the bathroom door. When she could no longer hear Spike’s frustrated cries, she turned tail and briskly walked into her bedroom and locked the door. Rarity leaned against the door and said nothing. She could see Spike’s rod in her mind, and the steamy thoughts she had lingered in her mind.
Rarity reached down to her groin area and slowly put a hand on it. She gasped and pulled back immediately to feel something that made her feel a little ashamed: wetness. The thought of Spike’s member had affected her in more ways than one, and her body showed it. Rarity walked over and put her hands under her chin as she sat on the bed.
“What do I do now?” she wondered. “It’s not like I can pretend I didn’t see… that in the bathroom. But on the other hand, Spikey did sound upset about it.”
Rarity looked around the room and her eye caught something in an open jewelry drawer. She got up and looked inside the drawer. Her eyes widened as she saw something that gave her flashbacks to an event that happened several years ago. She pulled out a red heart shaped jewel with a golden chain around it, and felt the nostalgia kick in from when she got it.
“He gave it to me,” whispered Rarity. “Spikey gave this to me out of the kindness and… love for me.”
Rarity frowned as the nostalgic feeling turned bitter, and the thoughts of what Spike had said in the bathroom moments ago. She trotted back to the bed and laid on her back. She looked at the Fire Ruby again and closed her eyes. She thought of Spike, his welcoming smile, and some of the past actions they both shared together ranging from the Diamond Dogs incident, to the Crystal Empire. She couldn’t help but blush at the mature and rather handsome dragon.
Rarity let out a sigh. “I can’t deny that despite having some childlike tendencies, Spike has had an impact on me.” She got up and sat on the edge of the bed. She looked at the Fire Ruby again and smiled. “He’s given a lot to me and shows more modesty and chivalry than any stallion out there. And although he’s married to Fleur, Fancy Pants probably isn’t as sincere as Spike is.”
A thought then crossed Rarity’s mind that made her frown. “Spike is still a few years than me though. He only turned eighteen six months ago after all, and I'm four years older. Some ponies may take that the wrong way with the news. It would cause a scandal and embarrass me and Spike.”
Rarity looked down at the Fire Ruby and gripped it tightly as another thought hit her. “Who am I kidding? Spike is most likely very embarrassed about what happened to him. He’s probably worrying about what he’s going to do about me not knowing about his other head.”
Rarity said nothing as she looked down and thought to herself. Her mind was still on Spike, but she started picturing him in a more steamy way. She could see him naked in her mind and presenting his phallus to her with a blushed look on his face. She tried to push it out of her mind, but her body’s urges and her mind betrayed her as she cupped one of her breasts in her hands and put another down her pants. She stifled a moan as she rubbed herself and could see Spike in her mind.
After nearly a minute of pleasuring herself, Rarity gained control again and stood up with a determined look on her. “That settles it!” she announced. “Spikey Wikey has given so much to me, and now it’s my turn to give something to him.”
Rarity walked over to her closet and opened the double doors. She looked at the long line of clothes hanging for a couple of seconds before settling on a shirt.
The fashionista smiled as she held the clothing. “And I think I know just the way to do it.”
The bathroom door creaked open and Spike poked his head out the frame. He looked to the left, and then to the right and let out a sigh of relief as he didn’t see Rarity. He adjusted his pants and walked out of the room. He put a hand on his forehead as he sluggishly made his way down the hallway.
“Ugh, what am I going to do?” he asked himself.
Spike heard the wind blowing and looked over to see a blinding white landscape. He sighed and shook his head.
“It’s not like I can leave again. I don’t think Rarity would buy that whole sick excuse again, and it’s way too nasty out there right now.” Spike rubbed his forehead and let out another sigh. “I guess the only thing left to do is hope that there’s no more surprises like that.”
Soon enough, Spike reached the door to the sewing room. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
“Rarity?” he timidly asked.
There was no answer.
Spike raised an eyebrow and knocked again. “Rarity?” he asked a little louder.
There was no answer again.
The dragon opened the door and looked in. To his confusion, Rarity was nowhere to be found. The dress she was working on was untouched and it looked like whatever Rarity was doing, she had suddenly stopped and left. Spike scratched his head and walked out of the room.
“Rarity?” he called out.
Like before, there was no answer from the fashionista. Spike grew worried about where she was and what she was doing. He walked around the boutique and checked some of the other rooms. He saw the bathroom he was in earlier was unoccupied. Then he walked down to the kitchen to see it was empty. He went back upstairs to look in the designing room again, but there was still no sign of her.
Spike stepped out into the hallway and let out a frustrated groan. “Where could she have gone?” he wondered. “I hope she didn’t go out in the middle of this crazy blizzard for something.”
He looked over and saw a red door with a colorful shield hanging from it. “Maybe I can ask Sweetie Belle if... “ A thought then hit him which made him sigh exasperatedly. “That’s right. Her and Button are in Baltimare for some gaming convention.”
Spike walked down the hallway and stopped midway. “Rarity!” he called out loudly.
“In here, Spikey!” she answered distantly.
Spike turned around towards the direction he heard Rarity’s voice and started walking down the hall. “Where exactly are you?” he wondered.
“In my room, darling,” she replied, sounding a little less distant.
Spike walked past two more doors before stopping in front of a purple door. He cautiously walked up to it and knocked on it.
“No need to be afraid, Spike, come on in,” urged Rarity.
The dragon opened the door and walked into the room. He closed the door behind him and looked down at the floor.
“Sorry about that, Rarity,” he apologized. “I just um, had this urge to go really bad.”
“You’re perfectly fine, Spikey Wikey,” assured Rarity. “You’re just in time to help me with something that came up.”
Spike looked up at Rarity. “What do you mean by… by… guh… “ The dragon’s voice trailed off and was blabbering gibberish as he stared at the fashionista.
She was wearing a buttoned burgundy red shirt that seemed small for her and was tight around her torso and chest area. She had ditched her jeans for a black miniskirt that looked just as small for her and was revealing her thighs. Spike stared up and down and fixed his eyes over every detail.
He then felt something tight growing in his pants that made his stomach flip. He slowly looked down to see the bulge was starting to return.
No! Not again! Control yourself, Spike! he told himself. Spike held a hand up over his eyes and turned away.
“What’s wrong, Spike?” inquired Rarity.
“I… I’m fine,” he hesitantly replied. “Why are you dressed like that though? What happened to your other clothes?”
“Oh, I was taking a break from doing the order and poured myself some apple juice,” answered Rarity. “I, unfortunately, was a little clumsy and spilled some of it on my clothes. I had to change out of them and throw the clothes in the washer.”
Spike grimaced a little. “Did you have to wear those clothes though?” he muttered.
“What was that?” wondered Rarity.
Spike looked back, but still had his hand covering his eye. “Nothing!” he quickly said. “What did you need my help with anyway? Do you need me to get you something more suitable to wear?”
“Oh, heavens no, Spike,” said Rarity. “I felt like getting into something a little more… comfortable, so to say. What I do need your help with is writing down my measurements.”
“What?” he flabbergasted.
“I realized during my break that I haven’t done my monthly body measurements,” said Rarity. “A lady does need to maintain a good figure after all.”
“So… what do I do?” wondered Spike. “Do I have to measure you?” Please tell me no and save me from losing it.
Rarity shook her head. “That won’t be necessary, darling,” she said. She levitated a yellow measuring tape from a desk nearby and brought it close to her. “I will use my magic to measure myself. You have the job of writing down the measurements. Can you do that for me?”
Spike saw Rarity’s glamorous smile and batted her eyes at him. He tried to resist, but his emotions to her betrayed him as he nodded. “Anytime, Rarity.”
“Wonderful!” the fashionista clapped her hands happily. She grabbed a yellow notepad and a pen. “Take this and begin writing down my measurements as I say them out loud.”
Spike took the items and slowly nodded. “Alright, I’m ready.”
Rarity started by taking the tape and measuring both arms. “Let’s see… I am around twenty-five inches in length on both arms. Got it, Spike?”
The dragon nodded. “Got it.”
Rarity took the tape and measured her stomach, but Spike zoned out and looked away for a moment.
Just take it easy, Spike, he told himself. You’re not measuring her, and if you don’t see anything tempting, maybe you can avoid another mess. Simple! Except for how it really isn’t.
“Spike?”
The dragon gasped and looked around. His eyes fell on a puzzled Rarity. “Um… what was that?” he nervously asked.
“Did you hear my measurements?” she wondered.
Spike felt flustered and rubbed the back of his head. “No,” he said in shame.
“Well, the measurements for my stomach was twenty inches,” said Rarity, like as if she didn’t notice Spike was distracted. “Sorry if I didn’t speak clearly for you.”
Spike flushed red and nodded quickly.
Rarity smiled to herself as she took the tape and moved it up her torso. “Now we get to the real fun part. I do hope you’re paying attention to this, Spike.”
The dragon looked up and tried to focus on the work ahead, but he squiggled wildly as he saw the measuring tape wrap around Rarity’s breasts. Rarity took both hand and tightly pulled the tape around her breasts. Spike tried not to look, but his eyes stared directly at Rarity’s bosom. The two breasts coming together and stretching against her shirt. The shirt’s buttons looked strained and were ready to burst and let them jiggle and bounce freely from their restraint.
As Spike stared intently at Rarity, another thing caught his eyes; nipples sticking out against the shirt. Spike tried to control himself and looked up at Rarity’s face, but he found himself stepping back in shock as he saw a seductive smile on Rarity for a brief moment.
“Did you get that, Spike?” asked the fashionista.
Spike broke out of his trance again and looked down at the notepad. His eyes widened as he saw he had inadvertently wrote the word ‘boobs’ and ‘breasts’ all over the page. He put the notepad down and felt his heart racing with both pleasure and fear in him.
“Oh… yeah, I did,” he lied. “I got all of it.”
Rarity smiled innocently. “That’s good to know. Let me think about what’s next.”
While the fashionista looked the other way, Spike took the page he scribbled on and ripped it out. He took the page and shoved it into his mouth. He chewed it up and swallowed it with a louder gulp then he wanted to.
The sound caught Rarity’s ears and she turned around with a perplexed look. “What was that?”
“The wind?” Spike guessed. “It is pretty gusty out there.”
Rarity looked at Spike and tried to hide a smirk. “I take it that’s why you’re shaking then?”
Spike looked down and noticed he was shaking violently. He laughed nervously at the remark. “I guess you can say that.”
“Well I’ll turn up the heat soon,” said Rarity. Sooner than you think, Spikey Wikey.
“So what now? Are we done?” asked a rather eager Spike.
“Not yet,” replied Rarity. “There’s one more area to measure, and you’ll need to do it for me, Spike.”
“... You’re joking, right?” he asked in a shaky tone.
Rarity shook her head. “I wouldn’t be joking about this, Spike.” She handed the tape over to Spike and took the pen and pad from him. “ I need you to measure this!”
Spike was going to ask what it was, but his jaw dropped as Rarity had turned and brought her rump right near his face. The dragon felt heat build up in his face and looked redder than any apple from Sweet Apple Acres.
“You need to measure my bottom, Spike,” said Rarity. “Do take your time making sure you have the right measurements, and don’t be afraid to be a little touchy if you need to.”
Spike stared at Rarity’s backside and noticed his hands were so close to it. So close to grasping and groping something so round, rather toned, and delicate. His heart was racing and his hands were shaking violently as they neared Rarity’s rump.
He closed his eyes and shook his head to refresh himself. No… I can’t do that to her, he told himself. Think of how she would react if I did that. She’d hate me, and all of Ponyville would see me as a pervert. I got to focus.
He took a deep breath and wrapped the tape around Rarity’s waist.
I got to focus.
He tightened the tape and brought tried to look at the numbers.
I got to… focus.
Spike’s eyes drifted down to the edge of the skirt and noticed something else that made his eyes stick out like dinner plates. It looked like she was wearing no panties under that miniskirt.
I… I got to…
Spike bit his lower lip and his hands were shaking more violently than ever. For a brief moment, he could have sworn Rarity’s butt was shaking at him in temptation.
I… I got to… I got to…
His hands were now very close to her rump, and was barely touching it.
I got to touch it!
Spike firmly placed both hands on Rarity’s backside and caressed it. He breathed heavily as he rubbed himself over the fashionista and pressed his hands deeply into her butt. He groped it and pinched it painfully.
“Oh, Spike!” moaned Rarity. “What… what are you doing back there?”
Spike broke out of his steamy thoughts as he heard Rarity’s cry. His mind went blank and felt like a bucket of ice was dumped into his stomach. He saw his hands weren’t just on Rarity’s butt, but was also kneading it and his hands were pressed into it. Spike began hyperventilating as panic started settling into his mind. He quickly removed his hands and looked at them shakingly.
Suddenly, he felt a pain in his lower body, a pain he was all too familiar with. He looked down and saw a familiar bulge growing in his pants. Letting out a gasp, Spike covered his crotch and ran towards the door.
“Erm… Got to go, Rarity!” he shouted in a panic. “I’ll be right back!”
Rarity held back a playful laugh as she heard Spike’s fearful voice. She heard him run towards the room, and her horn glowed blue.
I’m sorry, Spike, but not this time, she thought.
Spike placed a hand on the knob to open the door, but it was stuck. He desperately tried to open it, but the knob refused to budge open. In a panic, Spike pulled on the door to get it open, but it didn’t even budge.
The dragon looked over and gulped loudly. “Um… Rarity?” he timidly asked. “Your door isn’t opening.”
“Is that so?” she inquired. Rarity turned to look at Spike. “Whatever could be wrong with–AHH!” She let out a fake scream and pointed at him. “What is that?”
Spike saw Rarity’s finger pointing downwards, and a dreadful feeling weighed down on him. He looked down and saw his erection was in plain sight for Rarity to see. His hands went limp and his eyes widened with fear. His mind was racing with thoughts ranging from how Rarity would react, to what to say to her. He placed both hands over his face and his cheeks turned dark red.
Rarity looked down at Spike’s bulge and felt heat build up in her again. She stared deeply at the rather large erection and could feel her loins getting a little hot again. It was pushing and seemingly trying to break out of the pants holding it back.
My goodness, it’s larger than I thought, she told herself. For a dragon who’s still rather short, he certainly is well equipped.
Spike got on his knees and brought his hands together. “I’m sorry, Rarity!” he sorrowfully pleaded. “I–I didn’t want you to… I can explain about what… I didn’t mean for this to happen!”
Rarity frowned remorsefully as she watched the groveling Spike. I think it’s time to stop playing around with him so much.
Spike looked down and held back tears in his eyes. “I’ve been trying to control myself of these urges, but I can’t stop! Please, Rarity, don’t hate me! Can we pretend you didn’t see that? I’ll do anything to make up for it!” The dragon bit his lip and waited for the fashionista’s response.
“... Spike,” said Rarity. “I want you to look at me.”
The dragon shook his head in defiance.
“I promise you that everything will be fine,” assured Rarity. “All I want to do is show you something.”
Spike stayed still for nearly a minute. He tried to come up with something to explain to Rarity, but his mind was racing with too many thoughts about what was going to happen next. He thought of trying to open the door again, but he remembered it was locked.
He let out a sigh and his shoulders slumped. Might as well get this over with, he told himself. Maybe I can still get out of this with some of my dignity intact.
Spike raised his head up and fell backwards by surprise as his eyes caught Rarity’s chest. He hit his head against the door, but it didn’t faze Spike. He looked back at Rarity and saw her winking and had a captive smile on her face. His eyes slowly inched down back to her chest area and were fixated on it as he watched Rarity put her hands on the shirt’s top button.
Rarity unbuttoned the top and allowed Spike to see a little cleavage. She then moved down and unfastened the next button. Slowly and painfully teasingly, Rarity moved her hands down and unbuttoned her shirt. She looked at the shocked Spike and playfully giggled as more heat built up in her.
My goodness. There’s something so alluring about doing this in front of Spike, she thought. As dirty and uncouth as this is, doing this in front of Spikey has certainly brought out something in me.
Rarity looked at her shirt and saw that it was almost completely unbuttoned, but her breasts were barely staying in it. She looked back at Spike and winked at him again. Rarity pulled the shirt open and her bosom bounced and jiggled as they were freed from their restraints. She looked at Spike and saw his jaw drop in awe.
Rarity cupped her breasts together and rubbed them around while moaning softly. She squeezed around her nipples to make them more perky and to bounced her breasts in her hands at Spike. All the while, the dragon was in a state of shock and his face had blushed a deep crimson red.
After a minute of playing with her bosom, Rarity released them and turned around until her back was facing Spike. She looked over and gave a flirtatious smile to the dragon as she placed her hands on the edge of her skirt. She slowly swayed her backside side to side as she teasingly pulled the skirt down. As she bent over to pull the skirt down, Rarity’s rump continued to shake as Spike watched the well rounded butt hypnotically.
When the skirt reached her feet, Rarity stood up and turned her head to blow a kiss at Spike. She took one of her hands and playfully spanked her backside and jiggled a little. She turned her whole body around and kicked the skirt away which landed on Spike, but he was too hypnotically entranced by Rarity’s body to even notice or care. While Rarity continued to sway her hips and squeeze her boobs again, she felt something wet against her inner thighs. She blushed in a mixture of embarrassment and pleasure.
Rarity made her way to her bed and sat on it. She spread her legs to give Spike a look at her dripping wetness. She pointed a finger at Spike to come to her. Like somepony in a trance, Spike hypnotically obeyed the fashionista by standing up and walking right up to her. He stared at her dumbfounded by her performance and her curvy body. He stared up and down from Rarity’s warm smile to her personal ‘flower’ below.
Rarity patted her hand along the bed. “Do sit down, Spikey,” she said.
Spike nodded and sat next to Rarity. His eyes quickly drifted back towards Rarity’s body and stared at it.
I can’t believe what I’m seeing, he thought. I’m not only sitting near Rarity, but she’s naked too! His eyes were fixated on the fashionista’s large bosom and sighed in pleasure. Oh, what I’d like to do with those things. Hold them. Squeeze them. Maybe even lick–
Unconsciously, Spike’s hand was raised and he slapped himself right in the face. He yelped a little in surprise and his dirty thoughts were broken by the impact. He rubbed his cheek and looked away.
What happened? he wondered. Everything is such a blur. He turned his head over and stifled a gasp as he saw Rarity’s breasts. Oh, geez! Now I remember! Gah! What was I thinking acting like that!?
“I take it you liked that little show I put on, Spike?” asked Rarity.
The dragon turned his head in shame and tried not to look at Rarity. “Um… it was certainly something,” he bashfully replied.
Rarity noticed the dragon’s attempts and frowned. “What’s wrong, darling?” she wondered. “From the way your face looked, you seemed to like what you see.”
Spike blushed in embarrassment. “I shouldn’t have seen you like that,” he shamefully said. “It wasn’t right for me to not only see you naked, but to… to do what I did to you.”
The fashionista giggled a little. “Darling, there’s no shame in seeing a mare naked. Especially one who strips in front of you for your pleasure.”
“But what about–”
Spike was interrupted by a hand being placed under his chin and being forcefully turned to look into the calm eyes and welcoming smile of Rarity.
“Spike, I truly appreciate you being a gentleman,” she said. “but there is no shame in seeing a mare strip naked for you.”
Rarity looked down and noticed Spike had a hand over his groin. She used her magic to lift the hand up and hold it down to all the bulge to be seen.
“There is also no shame in having those kinds of thoughts,” she assured him. “They are perfectly normal thoughts for most stallions, or in your case dragons, to have.”
Spike looked down and frowned. “Well most stallions probably haven’t had this happen to them this many times,” he muttered.
Rarity raised an eyebrow. “You mean that this has happened to other mares you’ve seen around town?”
The dragon nodded. “In more ways than one,” he sighed. “It seems to happen to me so many times a day, I don’t bother keeping track.”
“Multiple times?” inquired Rarity. “Just how long has this been going on, Spike?”
He kicked the floor and said, “A couple of months now. At first it wasn’t really much, but the more I hung out and helped you and the other girls, the stronger the urges got. Suddenly, I started seeing them in more… interesting ways. It’s been only getting worse the last couple of weeks, and it’s been driving me crazy.”
“How bad, dare I ask?” wondered Rarity.
Spike rubbed the back of his head. “Let’s just say that I was glad Soarin was on tour when I was helping Applejack at the farm. Otherwise I would’ve gone skydiving, if you know what I mean.”
Rarity shuddered a little at the thought. “She didn’t see it, did she?”
“Who, Applejack?” asked Spike. “Oh, no, and boy was I glad. She’s a good friend, but if she saw that, it would have made things very awkward. Trust me, I felt guilty about thinking of her like that. And don’t even get me started on Twilight.” The dragon shuddered in a disgusted tone.
Rarity felt a sense of relief in her from hearing that. Another thought crossed her mind. “Well didn’t you try to ‘relieve’ yourself, so to say, when this happened?”
Spike shrugged dejectedly. “I’ve tried,” he said. “Twilight had this awful timing of coming in just as I was trying to get started.”
Rarity winced. “That certainly was bad luck.”
“Tell me about it,” said Spike. “It got so bad that eventually, she just told me that the best thing to do to make those thoughts and my ‘surprise’ go away was to ignore it and get my mind off of such things.”
“Speaking of those thoughts, I do have one last thing to ask,” said Rarity. “What about me? Do you feel bad about thinking of such thoughts for me.”
Spike said nothing.
“Spike?”
“... I wanted to,” he blurted out. “But for some reason, I can’t. To be honest, it happens the most when I’m around you.”
Rarity felt a little warmth in her heart and smiled softly. “Why do you say that?”
Spike flinched a little and bit his lip. “Well… I… it’s because I… lo… love...” His voice trailed off.
“Yes? Go on,” urged Rarity.
The dragon took a deep breath. “I think it’s because I love you!” he blurted out.
Spike was suddenly breathless as he realized what he said. I… I did it! A dreadful thought crossed his mind. But I admitted I loved her for having those dirty thoughts! She’ll hate me for it!
Spike suddenly heard a playful laugh that broke his thoughts. He looked over and saw Rarity shaking and smiling. “What’s wrong?” he wondered.
The fashionista waved a hand and looked at Spike. “Well it’s about time you actually said it to me instead of waiting longer. I was wondering when you would finish saying what you told me all those years ago.”
Spike shrunk back a little and was shocked. “Wait, you knew?” he wondered.
“It’s not like you were doing a very good job at keeping it a secret, darling,” she said. “I’ve known for so long that I was beginning to wonder when you would finally act on those feelings for me.”
The dragon rubbed his hands together and looked away. “You must think I’m some sort of pervert then,” he said gloomy. “I know dragons and ponies around my age can have this happen to them, but I didn’t want you to know how much I love you by showing myself off like this.”
Rarity placed a hand on Spike’s shoulder. “Well if it makes you feel better, just look at what I did to return the feelings you have for me.” She wrapped her arm around Spike’s neck and pulled him in for a hug. “I can go even further if you want me to,” she whispered seductively.
“Well I guess that’s…” Spike froze for a moment and then looked at Rarity with an incredulous look. “What did you say?”
“You heard me,” said Rarity as she rubbed her finger under Spike’s chin. “I want to help you feel good, Spike. I want to make you feel better and relaxed. It’s obvious from the way you’ve been acting and what you told me that you’re in dire need of it.”
“But, Rarity,” said Spike. “What about what Twilight said?”
Rarity shook her head and sighed. “I know Twilight means well and probably meant no harm, but for all her intelligence, it seems she knows very little about the birds and bees.”
Spike chuckled a little. “I guess that explains why she had Cheerilee teach me about it.”
Rarity’s smile changed to an ascetic look. “Listen to me, Spike,” she sincerely said. “I want to help you and show you so much. However, I will only do it if you want to.”
Spike rubbed his chin. “Well…” he cautiously said.
“If you don’t want to, that’s fine with me,” stated Rarity. “I’ll get dressed, we’ll pretend this didn’t happen, and we can wait until you’re feeling more comfortable about it. It’s truly up to you what you want to do.”
Spike looked down and closed his eyes in concentration. Well, this is it, Spike, he said to himself. I’m so close to Rarity in a way that only other stallions would dream of. I could actually do it with Rarity. She does seem to want to do it after all.
He looked down at the erection in his pants, and frowned as another thought crossed his mind. But I don’t know what to do. I wouldn’t even know where to begin with Rarity on this. I’d be going into this blind, and I’d probably look stupid if I tried.
He peeked a glance at Rarity and saw a gentle smile on her face. Spike looked back down and clamped his hands together. He took a deep breath and exhaled.
It’s now, or never! he told himself.
Spike looked at Rarity with a determined look on him. “I’ve made up my mind,” he said.
Rarity crossed her arms. “And?” she gently wondered.
The dragon took a deep breath and muttered something quietly.
Rarity turned her head and leaned forward. “What was that, darling?”
“...Show me,” he said louder. “Rarity, I want to give it a shot.”
The fashionista opened her mouth to respond, but Spike put a hand over her mouth.
“Listen to me though,” he ordered. “I’m not doing this just to get myself off or anything. I’m doing this because I do love you. I know you want to help me and you do care about me, but I think I should make that clear to you before we go on.”
Rarity removed Spike’s hand from her mouth and nodded in agreement. “I understand, Spike,” she said. “I wouldn’t be doing something like this unless it’s for a certain dragon that I have come to know and love.”
Or How to Train Your Dragon to Pleasure you (Part 2)
Spike blushed a little and twiddled his fingers. “So… what now?” he wondered. “I would think the first thing to do is to–MPFH!”
Spike was cut off by Rarity placing a hand on the back of his head and pulling him in for a kiss. The dragon’s eyes nearly popped out in surprise, but as his lips stayed connected to Rarity’s and could taste blueberries, he slowly closed his eyes and exchanged a kiss of his own. He put a hand behind Rarity’s head and stroked it slowly.
Rarity broke the kiss and both her and Spike stared at each other with smiles on their faces. Rarity opened her mouth and pulled Spike in for another kiss. He shuddered a little as he felt Rarity's tongue lash out and rubbed along his tongue. Spike tried to do what the fashionista was doing by taking his tongue sticking it into her mouth. His long, slender forked tongue wrapped around Rarity’s tongue and pressed it. He used the tip of his tongue to lick Rarity’s mouth.
Rarity winced a little in surprise and pleasure. Hmm… his technique is a little off, she thought. That tongue of his though. Oh, that tongue of his. I think I know another place that would be better.
She placed a hand behind Spike’s back, but felt cloth instead of his skin. She opened her eyes and broke the kiss. She looked up and down at Spike and shook her head.
“Spikey, I don’t think it’s fair that only I’m the only one naked here,” she said. “I think I’m ready to see what’s underneath you.”
The dragon nodded and placed his hands at the ends of his shirt. He slowly pulled it over him and felt a little chill as his chest and stomach were exposed. Rarity got a good look at Spike’s skinny, but toned, stomach and chest. His scales glistened from the light and she could see his stomach looked rather muscular. She blushed a little from the thought of Spike’s toned body.
Spike was blushing wildly as he unfastened his belt and his jeans’ button. He hesitantly placed his hands around the waistline of the pants, but he froze in place as he tried to pull them down. His eyes drifted over to Rarity and he chuckled weakly.
The fashionista smirked. “Something wrong, Spike?”
“Heh… Well, I just never really got naked in front of anypony before; much less you,” he replied. “I guess you can say I’m a little nervous about this.”
Spike tried to muster the courage to pulls his jeans down, but his nerves got the best of him again and he was frozen in place. He suddenly felt two hands touch his own and looked to see Rarity’s hands on them. He looked up and saw her smiling.
“Let me help you with that, darling,” she offered.
Spike nodded and they both pulled down the blue jeans and the red boxers he was wearing down. Rarity paid close attention to the bulge in Spike’s pants. Her eyes went wide with anticipation as she slowly revealed Spike’s member. Inch by inch, the pants went down and more of Spike’s groin was revealed. The fashionista couldn’t help but lick her lips in anticipation.
Finally, the pants came down and Spike’s erect phallus bounced up and down freely from its confines. Rarity blushed and bit her lip in excitement as the erect member was so close to her and got a very good look at it. It was pulsating and throbbing with excitement and from being pent up for so long. Her initial looks at it earlier confirmed that indeed at the bottom of the rod were several rather big ridges that went from the tip to the base near his balls. It took Rarity all her restraint to not grab it and start rubbing it.
Spike sat back down and his eyes were drawn to Rarity’s breasts. She squeezed them together with her arms to make them bigger and winked at him. He nervously reached out and tried to put them on each breast. He wanted to hold them, squeeze them tightly, and play with them. Yet as he was mere inches from them, his courage died out again and he was left shaking nervously.
Rarity chuckled a little. He’s still learning, she thought. “Spike, you have nothing to worry about.” She nudged forward and allowed Spike’s hands to rest on her bosom. “Go on, Spikey Wikey. Give them a squeeze and rub them gently.”
The dragon nodded slowly and used the palms of his hands to rub and knead Rarity’s breasts. It… it feels like nothing I’ve ever felt before, he thought to himself. It’s like squishy dough, but better and a lot hotter.
As Spike rubbed and massaged her breasts, Rarity moaned softly as she felt the scaly, yet rather soft, hands of Spike press into her and move up and down slowly and gently. She bit her lip and cooed playfully as she felt Spike’s soothing hands massage deeply into her.
Spike was breathing hard and his tongue rolled out as he fondled and squeezed Rarity’s curvy bust. He wanted to bury his face in between the generous bosom and rubbed himself against them. Spike looked at each breast intently and could feel his body getting hotter and his heart racing.
They’re… they’re so good, he thought. I don’t think there’s anything else that feels as good as this.
He then felt something rather stiff on Rarity’s left breast and lifted his hand. He saw one of her nipples sticking out and tempting him to come forward.
I don’t think I can hold out anymore. They’re so beautiful and so soft. I got to… I got to…
Spike opened his mouth and placed it over the breast’s nipple. He stuck his tongue out and licked the tip of the nipple with his tongue and sucked it. He squeezed the breast tightly and was lost in total bliss.
“Wahaha!” yelled Rarity in excitement.
Spike quickly stopped what he was doing and released his hold on Rarity’s breast. “Are you okay?” he wondered in a worried tone. “I didn’t hurt you, did I? Was I being too rough?”
Rarity laughs and leaned in and kissed Spike on the forehead. “You’re perfectly fine, darling,” she reassured. “That felt very good and I’m very proud of you for pleasuring me like that.” She held her left breast up to Spike’s face. “Go on and lick it again, Spikey Wikey.”
The dragon nodded and eagerly went back to placing his mouth over the breast’s nipple. He took a hand and placed it on the other breast and rubbed it around fiercely. Spike closed his eyes in concentration and licked Rarity’s nipple and all over her breast. His hand squeezed and playfully pinched the other breast nipple with his fingertips.
Spike bit the nipple he was sucking on and felt a little liquid squirt out and into his mouth. Rarity held back a loud moan and placed a hand on Spike’s head as she smiled proudly.
He may be learning, but he’s learning very quickly, she thought. And to be so bold like that so quickly? He’s certainly making me very proud so fast.
“Ack!” cried out Spike.
Rarity’s smile changed to a worried look as she saw the dragon place a hand on his groin. “What’s wrong, Spike?” she wondered.
“I think it’s my erection,” he said as he rubbed his groin area. “I never felt it hurt this badly before.”
Rarity smiled softly. “Stay where you are, darling, and spread your legs” she said. “I think I know what the problem is.”
Spike did as Rarity commanded. Rarity got down on her knees and in front of Spike’s crotch. She couldn’t help but smile like a filly who got what she wanted on Hearth's Warming Day. The thick smell of musk filled her nostrils and she licked her lips in anticipation from the throbbing member in front of her.
And to think he’s still growing, she thought. I wonder if he’ll grow anymore down here. Heh, heh.
Rarity took a finger and slowly slid it against Spike’s member in a teasing manner.
Spike flinched and his knees shook. “Ahh!” he gasped in pleasure.
Rarity looked up and smiled. “A little sensitive, are we?” she wondered.
The dragon bashfully nodded.
Rarity smirked and said, “Well, I suppose that’s not a surprise.” She wrapped two fingers around Spike’s tip, which made him gasp again. “But I’m sure I can help make you feel all better.”
Rarity leaned in at the base of the phallus and slowly dragged her tongue from the bottom to the top. She placed two fingers on the very tip and rubbed it. She felt the ridges along her tongue and shivered a little in pleasure. As she reached the tip of the member, she removed her fingers and looked at it for a moment. She then looked back at Spike, who was panting a little and was red in the face.
Rarity winked at him as she kissed the tip. Spike slightly moaned and shivered a little. She opened her mouth and slowly slid her mouth down the thick phallus and pushed herself to take it deeply. Slowly, but surely, the member was swallowed by Rarity’s mouth. All the while, Spike panted and moaned as he watched Rarity.
Rarity then felt the tip poke her in the back of the mouth and saw she had managed to nearly take it all into her mouth. She slowly moved her head back and covered the phallus in saliva. Then, she wrapped her tongue around part of it and bobbed her head forward and licking Spike’s member. She started moving her head back and forth in a slow manner and used her tongue to lick every inch for as far as she could take it. She nearly pulled out completely, but kept her mouth firmly around the tip of the phallus and swirled her tongue around it and sucked on it.
Spike’s panting became harder as he watched Rarity. His mind melted with ecstasy as he felt pleasure in a way he never could imagine. He laid back on the bed and gripped the blanket as he felt Rarity’s tongue sliding and the warmth of her mouth around his member only drove him crazier. He closed his eyes and smiled in relaxation.
The moment was quickly short lived as he suddenly felt something tight in his member. It felt different from his pain of his erections, and more like something building up in him. He sat back up and his panting became more rapid, as did the pressure he felt in his loins.
“R–Rarity…” he breathlessly tried to get out. “I feel something… something really weird in me.”
The fashionista paid no mind to Spike’s words and continued bobbing and shoving his meat down into her mouth and gently glided her tongue around. She used her upper teeth to rub softly against the rod and alternated between between both rows of teeth as she bobbed her back and forth and leaving a trail of dripping saliva on Spike’s member.
Eventually, she pulled out completely and used one hand to stroke the phallus, and used her tongue to lick the tip of the head, slowly rubbing along every bit of it. She stroked his member faster and faster with each passing second and she wrapped her mouth around the tip again and licked it.
Spike felt the pressure build up in him more as Rarity licked and sucked his phallus. He opened his mouth to say something about the funny feeling, but was left breathless by the feeling and moaned softly.
He suddenly felt the pressure intensifying. His lower body shook and he could feel all the pressure headed directly towards his phallus. He tried to hold it in, but the buildup was too much for him to handle. His panting became rapid and his pelvis thrusted a little into Rarity’s face.
“Rarity!” he moaned in between pants. “I… I think something is going to… NGHH!”
As Rarity pulled her head back, she suddenly felt something warm and stick shoot into the back of her mouth. Her eyes widened in surprise as she felt some of Spike’s seed be unintentionally gulped.
She shivered a little as she tasted the load. My goodness! The taste is rather… unusual, she thought. She gulped a rather large amount and shivered again. It’s a bit spicy, but tastes like gems as well. Well I guess it’s only natural since that’s what his diet consisted of.
More and more of Spike’s seed shot out of his tip and into Rarity’s mouth. She swallowed more of it down with a rather loud gulp. Spike’s load became gradually weaker until it finally came to an end a couple of seconds later. The amount of jizz that shot out of Spike soon became too much for her though and gagged a little as she moved her mouth out. She felt some of the seed drool out of her mouth and drip down her mouth, but she shrugged it off.
Spike’s mouth was left agape and he fell back onto the bed. His mind was shattered with ecstasy and felt like someone opened some overflowing floodgates in him. He let out a contented sigh and smiled to himself.
“Rarity,” he said weakly. “That was… that was something else. It was like nothing I have ever–”
“Gak! Ack!” coughed the fashionista.
Spike’s happiness immediately dissolved into worry as he heard Rarity’s coughs. He got back up and looked to see Rarity had a hand over her mouth and was having a coughing fit. The dragon panicked as he quickly got down onto his knees and placed his hands on Rarity’s shoulders.
“Are you okay?” he asked in a frightened tone. “Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you somehow? Do I need to get help?”
Rarity smiled and waved a hand at Spike. She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.
“Does that answer your question, darling?” she inquired.
Spike smiled and let out a sigh of relief as he kissed her on the cheek. “Sorry if I overreacted,” he apologized. “I wasn’t sure if somehow I hurt you while you sucked me off.”
“I understand your concern, Spikey Wikey,” assured Rarity. “I just got a little carried away with trying to ‘taste’ you.”
The dragon rubbed the back of his head and blushed a little. “Well… thanks, I think.”
Rarity crawled next to Spike and looked down at his member to see it was at half mast. “So how was it?” she asked.
Spike beamed and said, “It was like nothing I had ever felt before. It… it’s just something I can’t even begin to describe. It was like one of the greatest feelings in the world in terms of relaxation and relief.”
“I’m happy to know that I was able to make you feel good,” said Rarity.
Spike smiled, but the sound of dripping caught his attention. He looked down and saw Rarity’s crotch was dripping what looked to be like water. An idea suddenly clicked in his head.
“Hey, Rarity, I really did enjoy that,” he said.
“And I’ve told you I was happy to make you feel good,” replied Rarity.
“Well… can I try doing the same thing you did to me?” he asked, albeit sounding a bit nervous. “I want to make you feel good too.”
Rarity smiled and leaned in to kiss Spike on the cheek again. “I was actually thinking about that. I think it’s time that tongue of yours came in handy for some more… ‘hard to reach’ areas.”
“No offense, Rarity, but those are some pretty bad innuendos,” said Spike.
Rarity waved a hand. “Can’t please them all I guess. Speaking of pleasing though.” She got up and sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs. She ushered Spike to come over with the wave of a finger. “Why not come and return the favor like you promised?”
The dragon nodded and crawled over and was staring at Rarity’s delicate looking flower. Her entire crotch was wet with juices coming from her and the intoxicating smell from her warped Spike’s mind. His hormones kicked into overdrive as he looked at the inviting pink abyss and plunged his face into Rarity’s wetness.
He stopped just as he opened his mouth to cover Rarity’s opening when he realized something: He had no idea what to do, nor did he know if this was the right thing to do. He looked up to Rarity, who was seemingly anticipating his move.
She looked down and saw the dragon had a begging look on him. She laughed rubbed Spike on the head.
“Go on, darling,” she encouraged. “Just be sure to use that tongue of yours thoroughly.”
Spike nodded and leaned his face back in. He stuck his tongue out and licked her outer folds. He tasted some of her juices and smiled as he gulped it down. He could taste what seemed to be fresh berries. He pulled back for a moment and looked at the flower.
She did tell me she wanted me to use my tongue, he thought with a sly smile. Maybe she’ll like it if I do this.
He dived back into Rarity’s wetness and stuck his tongue deep into her. The fashionista let out a loud moan and her body shivered in pleasure. Spike used his forked tongue to lick along Rarity’s inner walls and slurp up her juices. He grinded his snout against the outer folds of her opening.
Rarity couldn’t help but let out a passionate moan and could feel her body losing control of itself. The feelings of Spike’s tongue inside her and pushing into her flower, and his snout rubbing against her made her composure melt away and her body flared up in heat.
As Spike licked up more of Rarity’s juices, he suddenly felt two hands hold down his head. “Mmff?” he mumbled in surprised. He looked up and saw Rarity with a somewhat crazed look on her face.
“Spike, you’re–Ah!–doing so well,” she said in between moans. “I want to know how far that tongue of yours can go. Take it as far as it can go and make me feel good!”
Spike nodded in obedience, albeit he felt a little shocked. I never thought I’d see Rarity act like this, he thought. I know she can get overenthusiastic, but never like this.
Spike pushed himself deeper into Rarity’s cooch and stuck his tongue out. He slowly rubbed his tongue along every inch of Rarity’s inner wetness. He took in all the juices that were coming from her and rubbed his head a bit faster against Rarity’s flower. He looked up to see Rarity in total bliss as she felt Spike inside her. She rubbed her breasts again and squeezed both nipples.
An idea suddenly clicked in his mind and his eyes narrowed in determination. While keeping himself buried in her, Spike raised a hand up to her chest and placed it on her right boob. Rarity gasped in surprise by the sudden movement, but smiled as she felt both Spike’s tongue licking her deeply and him vigorously rubbing her breast and squeezing the nipple.
Spike, I don’t know how you got so bold, so fast, but don’t stop please! thought Rarity.
Spike’s intensity picked up as his tongue penetrated deeper into her and ravaged her on the inside. The more Spike licked her wetness and grinded himself against her cooch, the faster she lost control of her body. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth and her panting became more rapid with each passing second.
The pressure built inside Rarity as Spike’s tongue slurped and licked her moist walls. She let out another moan as she felt her climax rapidly approaching its breaking point. She bit her lower lip to hold back another moan. She looked down at Spike to see his eyes closed in concentration and couldn’t help but smile at him for how he’s done.
“Spike… I…” moaned Rarity in pleasure. “Don’t stop, darling. That tongue of yooooo!” She shivered as she felt Spike’s tongue gently sliding against her from the inside.
The dragon licked Rarity’s inner walls and had his mouth buried almost completely into her. He suddenly felt Rarity’s hands on his head grip tighter.
“MMPH!” he mumbled in surprise.
Rarity had shoved Spike’s face deep into her cooch and she was panting wildly.
“Spike, don’t stop now!” she yelled in ecstasy. “Keep going! I want you to taste me, as I tasted you!”
Spike nodded and licked her and rubbed his nose against her. It wasn’t long before Rarity could feel her body reaching a boiling point.
“Spikey… I… love youuuuu!” she screamed in pleasure as her climax reached its peak.
Spike suddenly felt Rarity’s juices squirting into his mouth. He gulped down as much as he could as the liquid shot right into his mouth. He smiled to himself as he drank up all of Rarity’s love juices.
I said I wanted to make her feel good, and I promised her that, he thought.
Rarity released her grip on Spike and threw her head back as she let out a contented sigh. Her mind was racing with many things ranging from total bliss, to how well Spike had done. The fashionista could feel Spike’s mouth moving out of her and his tongue leaving her. She leaned over and saw Spike was panting a little and holding his chest.
Rarity felt guilt immediately sink into her. “Spike, I’m sorry about that,” she remorsefully said. “I just lost it with that wonderful tongue of yours and you rubbing yourself against me.”
Spike took a deep breath and looked at Rarity with a small smile. “I’m alright. I just never expected you to be so wild like that. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you be like that before.”
Rarity blushed and giggled. “Well I don’t always act like that.” she leaned in and kissed Spike on the head. “But when I do, it’s because a certain dragon knows how to drive me wild.”
Spike stared at Rarity with a blank look, and then laughed silly at Rarity’s remark. “Wow, Rarity,” he chuckled. “No offense, but your pick up lines are pretty bad.”
Rarity chuckled a little. “Oh, hush,” she jokingly said. “Some of the things you said to flirt with me were pretty bad too.”
Rarity’s eyes drifted downwards and saw Spike’s erection back to full attention. Spike saw Rarity looking down at him and he noticed his boner. He slowly got back up and blushed as his phallus was sticking out near Rarity.
After a moment of silence, Spike said, “You know, Rarity, there is one thing I do want to do with you.”
Rarity raised an eyebrow. “Oh? What is it?”
Spike rubbed the back of his head. “Well… it’s kind of hard to say,” he muttered. “I did see some of it in a few magazines.”
Rarity smiled as a thought crossed her mind. “Go on.”
Spike twiddled his fingers and kicked his foot. “Well… I… I don’t know how to say it,” he admitted. “It’s just too embarrassing to ask you so bluntly or sound stupid.”
The dragon suddenly felt two arms wrap around him and was pulled into Rarity’s large bosom. He looked up to see the mare rubbing his head and smiling gently at him. She leaned in and bit his ear, earning a shudder from him.
“I know what you want,” she seductively whispered. “I think you’re ready for it.”
Spike smiled softly. “Well, I’m glad you know what I meant, but there is one other thing that worries me. What if I somehow make you pregnant? I love you, Rarity, but I don’t think I’m ready to be a dad yet. I’m sure you’re not ready to be a mom either.”
Rarity leaned in and kissed Spike on the forehead. “You have nothing to worry about, Spikey Wikey,” she assured. “Before you came into my room to “measure” me, I cast a spell on myself that prevents mares from getting pregnant for a full three days.”
Spike let out a sigh of relief. “You sure know how to plan ahead. You may give Twilight a run for her bits.”
Rarity giggled. “Well one must always be prepared after all.” She spread her legs and ushered Spike to come forward.
The dragon nodded and placed his hands behind Rarity’s back. Spike suddenly felt a hand on his member and looked to see Rarity holding it.
“Just let me help you do the work,” she said. “If you thought what I did to you earlier was the best feeling ever, then you haven’t felt this yet.”
She took the rod and rubbed it against her outer folds. Spike took a deep breath as he felt his member rubbing up and down her slowly. Rarity moved her hips forward and teasingly allowed Spike’s tip to penetrate her outer folds, but not go into her. She looked to see the dragon’s face had turned red and was panting a little.
They both looked into each others eyes for a moment. They stared at each other with passion and love in them as they both smiled softly. Spike leaned in for a kiss and Rarity happily returned it as she rubbed Spike’s member and put a hand on Spike’s back. She pushed him forward Slowly and used the other hand to hold and glide Spike’s phallus into her.
Spike broke the kiss and let out a big gasp as he felt his member burrowed into Rarity’s flower. Slowly, he could feel his rod rubbing against her walls tightly. He hesitantly pushed himself deeper into her and let out a few moans as more of his meat disappeared into Rarity’s wetness.
Rarity was biting her lower lip and smiling as she felt the phallus slowly shoving its way inside her. The feeling of his ridges inside her made her moan loudly and throw her head back.
I knew Spike was rather big for some dragon his age, thought Rarity. I just didn’t think he was this thick as well.
Spike let out a gasp as he pushed his hips forward and felt his member pushing deeper into Rarity. He smiled pleasantly and let out a contented sigh. This… this feeling. She feels so tight, but yet so warm at the same time. This is way better than Rarity sucking me off.
After nearly a minute, Spike felt Rarity’s flower against the base of his phallus. He looked down to see he was fully in, and then looked back at Rarity. The two of them stared into each others eyes for a moment and then leaned in and kissed each other again. They closed their eyes and opened their mouths, and let their own tongues wrap and licked each others and invade the other’s mouth. Spike and Rarity both felt like the world was disconnected to them in the blissful moment, and pushed against each other.
They slowly broke off the kiss and left a saliva trail between their mouths. Spike stared down at Rarity’s opening, and then looked back up at her face. She gave a gentle smile and nod, and the dragon nodded back. He slowly pulled back a little and felt the tightness in him constricted against him. He moaned softly at the feeling and out his face in between Rarity’s bosom. He took a deep breath and pushed in again. He could feel Rarity’s juices soaking his phallus and the tightness around him rubbing him. He let out a relaxing sigh as his hips slowly and rhythmically thrust into Rarity’s passage and felt the ridges along his member being rubbed gently.
Rarity let out a pleasurable sigh as she felt Spike pushing himself not just deeper, but could feel his thrusts getting harder and him pounding her flower. She let out a few moans as she felt Spike’s meat thrust in and out of her slowly and his member rubbing her from the inside. She put a hand around his back and gazed down at him. She could see his eyes closed in concentration and his head rubbing slightly between her breasts. She smiled softly blushed a little at the dragon’s efforts.
Spike could feel his body getting hotter and something inside him stir. Perhaps it was his passionate love for Rarity, or how tight she felt, or even how she was teasing him earlier and letting him take her, but he could feel something in him waking up. It was like something of an animal like instinct. His love for Rarity combined with what he was feeling drove him wild. He smiled gleefully and pulled himself out almost completely. He then thrust his hips and slammed his pelvis into Rarity’s wetness.
“Oh!” moaned Rarity as she felt the sudden force.
She looked down and felt Spike’s thrusting starting to pick up. His member was sliding inside her passage a bit faster. She could feel it moving deep into her and then nearly pull out, and how rough it was pushing and rubbing against her. The feeling was hard, but yet Rarity felt good about it. The way Spike was moving his phallus in her made her pant and her composure to slowly break down.
She placed both hands behind his back and panted passionately as she felt Spike’s thrusts getting a bit rougher. “Oh, Spike! You’re making me–Oh!–so proud! Whatever it is you’re doing, don’t st–aahp!”
Rarity involuntarily gyrated her hips and pushing her pelvis against Spike. She matched Spike’s rhythm of him thrusting his hips into her passage and let out a few moans. Her tongue lolled out as she felt Spike getting bolder and his thrusts harder. She could feel her passage being penetrated deeply and rubbed by Spike’s member. The thickness of his phallus and how big it was, combined with his rhytmatic and rather fast thrusts drove Rarity wild and her mind melted in pleasure.
Spike felt his desires to please Rarity and his instinct grow with each thrust he did. He felt an idea pop into his mind and pulled his head out of Rarity’s chest. His thrusting slowed down to a crawl and he broke Rarity’s grip on him.
The fashionista looked both confused and a little hurt. “What’s wrong, Spikey?”
The dragon panted a little and smiled. “Just watch and you’ll see. Get on your side and spread your legs.”
Rarity opened her mouth to respond, but she paused in thought for a moment. She blushed and snickered at Spike. “My goodness. For a dragon who doesn’t know much about sexual stuff, you certainly know a few positions.”
Spike smirked. “I snuck a few books out when Twilight wasn’t looking. Not that she really read the stuff anyway since she was too embarrassed to do so.”
Rarity laid down on the bed and turned sideways. She lifted a leg up to show her pink flower was dripping with juices. She looked over at Spike and winked at him. “Well? Shall we pick up where we left off?”
The dragon licked his lips and rubbed his rod. “Spike… want,” he said in a rather deep voice.
He laid down and crawled behind Rarity’s back. He used one of his hands to grasp his phallus and slowly slide it into Rarity’s passage. He felt the tightness around him again, and let out a pleasing sigh. He put a hand on Rarity’s breast and squeezed it as he thrust his member into Rarity.
Rarity took a deep breath and smiled to herself. She felt Spike’s thrusting getting rougher as time went on. In and out his member went, and with each thrust she could feel the intensity getting harder. His rod slid against her walls roughly and deeper into her. It was pushing far deeper into her and felt the ridges on his cock rubbing hard against her.
“Ah!” moaned Rarity.
She felt Spike squeeze and pinch her nipple. His thrusts got harder and his member went deeper and rougher into her passage. The thickness of his phallus stretched her out and only drove her more wild. She could feel her mind melting with pleasure and her composure break down. She slowly turned her head and saw Spike smiling as he continued to thrust into her. She, too, smiled in return and panted in pleasure.
An idea clicked in her head. “Spike,” she said in between pants. “I–Ah!–I want you to–Oh!–turn and face meee!” She threw her head back as she felt Spike’s rod push deeper into her. “I want us to–Ah!–look at each other as we–Oh!–share the love we have for each other.”
Spike slowed down his thrusts again and rubbed his chin to think for a moment. He looked at Rarity and nodded. “I think I know just what to do,” he said.
He pulled himself out and used his hands to push Rarity over and have her lay on her back. The fashionista felt a little shocked from the sudden force of Spike, but shrugged it off. Spike got on all fours and looked at Rarity for a moment. The both smiled at one another and panted in pleasure.
“So how am I doing?” wondered Spike. “I know it sounds stupid, but I hope I’m not being–” He felt two fingers be placed on his mouth, and he looked down to see Rarity with a seductive smile.
“Spikey, you have no reason to worry anymore,” she said softly. “Don’t doubt yourself. Just finish what you started and make me yours.”
Spike, filled with determination, nodded and pressed his member into Rarity’s opening again. He rhythmically thrusted his hips at a fast rate. He slid in and out and pushed himself to go even deeper into Rarity and put his rod completely in her. He noticed her body was shaking from his thrusts and his eyes were drawn to Rarity’s bouncing bosom. Licking his lips from the hypnotic sight, Spike moved his head down and placed his lips on the left breast’s nipple. He licked and suckled on the nipple and his thrusts didn’t slow down for a moment.
Rarity bit her lower lip to hold back a moan and her breathing got faster. She got a glimpse at Spike thrusting his rod into her and his face buried in her breast. She could feel her body getting hotter with each thrust she felt. The feeling of Spike’s thick member pushing into her, the rough and fast way he was thrusting his pelvis, and his tongue licking her nipple made her feel total bliss. She could’ve sworn he was pushing his rod harder and trying to go deeper into her.
She smiled slightly as she felt her body getting hotter. Spike, I’m so proud of you, she thought. You only know so much how to please a lady, but yet you are already doing so well for some dragon with no experience.
“Ah!” she moaned. She felt Spike’s phallus rubbing against her hard and the ridges along it only made her feel more pleasure.
The way he pushes himself and makes my body feel is so good. His attempts at being rough on me and trying to make me feel good are cute. I like seeing my precious Spikey Wikey like this.
The room soon started smelling of musk from both Spike and Rarity. They paid it no mind though as they felt themselves being lost in the moment of passion.
“Ohh!” cried out Rarity in pleasure.
The bed creaked and rocked around a little violently as Spike thrust himself harder and faster into Rarity.
“Mmmmm!” muttered Spike.
The smacking of Spike’s dragon balls and schlicking of Rarity’s juices on Spike’s member as he thrusted himself into Rarity echoed in the room.
“Hah… hah… hah…” panted Rarity.
Spike felt the pressure build up again and he released his hold on the nipple. “Rarity, I… I can feel it again,” he moaned in between pants.
“Hah… Finish up inside me then,” panted Rarity. “I want to… hah… fill me with you love for me.”
Spike nodded and took a deep breath. He gyrated his hips and moved his member in an out of Rarity at a fast rate. Both the dragon and Rarity let out moans and panted as they both felt pleasure in their bodies. Spike’s rod throbbed with pressure as he pushed it against Rarity’s wetness and felt the tightness of them rubbing against it with pleasure.
“Oh, yes, Spikey!” shouted Rarity in ecstasy. “I can feel it! Just a little more!”
Both Spike and Rarity felt the build up in their loins rapidly approaching its peak. They both looked at each other with pleasant smiles and panted. Spike suddenly moved his head down and planted his lips on Rarity’s. She was a little surprised by the move, but returned the kiss as well. They both opened their mouths to let their tongues invade each others mouths. The tongues swirled around each other and licked around their mouths.
Spike’s thrusts started to slow down as he felt his climax approaching him. The pressure in both he and Rarity felt wasn’t so much pain as it was feeling the love for each other building up for them. Rarity moved her hips a little and could feel Spike’s rod hitting her sweet spot.
Both Spike and Rarity’s eyes shot wide open as they both felt their climaxes suddenly hit their peak. Spike’s thrusts came to a complete halt as his load shot out into Rarity’s passage. Rarity felt her juices squirt out and cover Spike’s member, as well as his seed unloading in her. The two of them stayed still and basked in the moment. The world around them seemed to stop and disappear around them as they felt total bliss and the love for each other be shared.
After a minute, Spike broke the kiss and could feel his climax ebbing and stopping. He slowly pulled out and looked down to see his now flaccid member covered in his own seed and Rarity’s juices, and then back at Rarity. Spike felt like a great weight had just been lifted off his shoulders, or rather his groin area.
Rarity felt her climax ebbing as well and felt her body go limp with pleasure, and looked at Spike with a faint smile. They both stayed silent for a moment, albeit they were panting from what they were doing, and embraced each other.
Another minute passed before an exhausted Spike asked, “So… what did you think of that?”
Rarity responded by raising her head up and kissing Spike on the lips briefly. She looked at him with a gentle smile and said, “Everything I could have imagined, and much more.”
Spike blushed. “Aw, you’re just saying that.”
“I mean it, Spike,” said Rarity. “You were wonderful in your first time doing this. For you to do such things to me in so little time and have so little knowledge in pleasing a lady, you certainly learned fast and made me very proud. I am happy to be your first and help you like this.”
Spike beamed and chuckled. “Well…. I…. oh…” The dragon suddenly felt the world get dizzy and his vision went blurry. His body went limp.
“Oof!” grunted Rarity as Spike’s body landed on her.
She looked at Spike and could hear him breathing softly. The look of peacefulness and comfort on the dragon’s face made Rarity smile. Her horn glowed to gently pull the red blanket from under the two of them and cover the both of them. Rarity looked at Spike again and leaned over and kissed him on the head. As she pulled away slowly, she could see him smiling softly and giggled.
“Sleep well, my precious Spikey Wikey,” she cooed.
Rarity nuzzled her head against Spike’s, and used her magic to turn the lights off and soon fell asleep with her dragon.
Spike’s eyes slowly opened up and rubbed his eyes. The vision of Rarity’s room came into full view and he felt the rather heavy blanket on him. He sat up and uncovered himself, only to find him naked. He covered the blanket over him again and felt embarrassed and a bit panicked.
“What just happened?” he asked. “Think, Spike, think!”
Spike closed his eyes in thought and tried to recall the events. Then it suddenly hit him like a book in the face. What happened between him and Rarity. The image of her naked body came into his mind and he felt his face turn red.
He looked over at the window and saw a purple curtain covering it. “I wonder how long I’ve been out,” he said to himself.
Spike removed the blanket and got out of bed. He walked over to the window and opened it slightly to see the outside. He saw that nighttime had fallen and the town’s street lamps were on. He noticed the snow had stopped, but could hear the wind howling and pressing against the window. He closed the curtain again and stepped back.
“I hope Twilight didn’t need me for anything,” he muttered.
Spike heard a door creaking open and froze in place.
“Ah, you’re up at last,” said a voice.
The dragon turned around and saw Rarity, still naked, holding two white cups with steam emitting from them, and using her magic to carry a blue book with a golden lock attached to it. Rarity walked towards Spike and moved her hips in a hypnotic way.
She leaned over and kissed him on the head, and gave him one of the cups. “Come lie down with me, Spikey,” she said. “You could use it after what happened earlier, and a drink will help too.”
Spike looked down at the cup and saw some brown liquid that had steam coming out of it with white marshmallows. He took a sip and felt sweetness in his mouth and a warmth course through his body. He walked back over and lied next to Rarity.
The fashionista pulled the covers to cover most of the bodies. Both her and Spike said nothing as they drank their hot chocolate. Spike looked at Rarity and saw her chest wasn’t being covered and allowed him to see it. He quickly looked away and tapped his cup nervously as he tried to say something to her. He took another sip of his drink, but saw that he had drunk all the hot chocolate, and placed the cup on the table.
His eyes wandered and noticed the blue book from earlier on a table next to her. “What’s that book?” he asked quietly.
Rarity sipped the last of her hot chocolate down and put the cup down on the table. She looked at Spike with a smile. “In a moment, darling. For now, I want to know how you’re feeling right now.”
Spike blushed slightly. “I’m feeling alright.”
“And how did you like me?”
Spike chuckled weakly. “Want me to be honest?” he wondered.
“Naturally,” answered Rarity.
Spike looked at Rarity with a wide smile. “It was like nothing I have ever felt before, Rarity. It was like being in heaven or something. The way it felt. My cock in you and feeling the tightness around it. It’s just unimaginable to think of it.”
Rarity giggled and cuddled next to Spike. “Well I’m glad you liked it.”
Spike looked down and frowned a little. “There’s just one thing though I want you to be honest about.”
Rarity raised an eyebrow. “What is it?”
Spike looked at Rarity with a somber frown. “This… this wasn’t just a one time thing, right?”
Rarity gasped in shock. “Spike, why would you ever think of that?”
“I just want to know, Rarity,” he said. “I want to know if you were really serious, and didn’t do this just to help me. I do love what you’ve done and all, but I don’t want this to be just a one night stand and you saying to not bring this up again.”
Rarity saw the hurt in Spike’s eyes and frowned. “Spike,” she firmly said. “Look at me.”
The dragon looked up, and was suddenly push downed against the bed. He tried to move himself, but he looked and saw his hands being pinned down by Rarity. He looked up and was caught off guard by Rarity’s lips connecting his own. Spike flailed his body around, but as he tasted Rarity’s lips, he calmed down and returned the kiss with his own. Their lips stayed together for nearly a minute as they felt the world disappear again and share the moment they had.
Rarity broke the kiss and winked. “Is that a good enough answer?” she asked Spike.
The dragon blushed and laughed softly. “I guess so,” he replied.
“Spike, if this was a one time stint, I would never have gone this far to show how much I love you,” said Rarity. “I’m happy that you still hold feelings for me after all this time, but know that you don’t have to worry about stuff like that. I can also promise you that this won’t be the last time we both get a little ‘dirty’ together.”
Spike chuckled as Rarity got off of him and allowed him to sit back up. “You still haven’t answered one question.” He pointed at the table near Rarity.
She looked over and saw the blue book. “Oh, this?” She took the book and blushed as she handed the book over. “I decided to help you out with one more thing. It’s something I think you’ll really like.”
She levitated a small golden key and handed it over to Spike. “Open it and see what’s inside. I do think you’ll like what you see in there.”
Spike took the key and placed it in the lock, and unlocked it. He opened the book and his eyes bugged out and could feel his body getting heated again from the sights before him. On numerous pages were photos of Rarity smiling seductively and laying on her couch in various sexual poses. One had a naked Rarity in what was popularly called a “french girl” pose laying on her couch. Another few pics showed Rarity stripping out of clothes and cup her breasts or spread her wetness. His eyes drew to another pic where Rarity was wearing purple stockings and had her legs spread open and sticking a dildo into her cooch.
Spike put the book down and felt a little hot. “... Whoa,” he said. “I didn’t think you would do stuff like that; much less in front of a camera.”
“It’s my gift to you,” said Rarity. “I call it Raregraphy.”
Spike snorted and snickered to himself.
Rarity huffed and crossed her arms. “Well I thought it was cute.”
Spike laughed heatedly and hugged Rarity. “I know you meant well,” he said. “I do find it cute, but funny at the same time.”
Rarity smiled softly. “This book will help you ‘relieve’ you should you ever have any more incidents like today. We aren’t always going to be able to do this together, but these pictures of me should help you think of me and help make you unwind.”
Spike nodded and looked at the key. “I take it the lock is to keep prying eyes out?”
“Specifically, Twilight’s,” said Rarity. “We know she loves to read, but she’ll think it’s a journal for you and believe it to be for your eyes only.”
Spike suddenly sat up straight and he looked worried. “Oh, geez! I forgot about Twilight! I hope she isn’t mad that I stayed this late!”
“Don’t worry, Spike,” assured Rarity. “When you go home tomorrow, you can tell Twilight the snow was coming down too hard and you couldn’t come home. I’m sure she’ll understand completely.”
Spike nodded. “You’re right.”
Rarity inched her right hand under the blanket towards Spike. “Besides,” she whispered, “we got the night to ourselves for some more ‘fun’.”
Spike smiled and blushed. “So… shall we get started?”
Rarity shook her head. “Not here, Spike.” She got out of bed and walked over to a nearby door and opened it. “You need to shower from our ‘playing’, but I still need you to help clean me in some hard to reach areas.”
Spike smirked and got out of bed. He walked over and slapped his hand on Rarity’s rump and made her gasp in joy. He gave a confident smile. “It’s time to clean up, Rarity.”
The fashionista giggled. “Very clean,” she whispered seductively.
They both walked into the bathroom and shut the door. The sound of water could be heard inside the bathroom and the room filled with steam from the hot water. A hand suddenly hit the shower stall’s glass and dragged down slowly as the sounds of panting and moaning overshadowed the water, and echoed in the boutique.
Author's Note
Can you tell that I'm just a little rusty from my last time writing clop?
