Disturbance in the garden
The sun's orange brilliance glazes the country of Equestria; as peaceful it may seem, looks are always deceiving. It is the end of winter and the residence of Ponyville begin the annual Winter Wrap-up. Twilight Sparkle, the supervisor of the event, rose from her bed. She sat up, stretched, and yawned. Twilight knew today was going to be momentous; even though she would be more than happily to go back to sleep.
"Spike, are you up yet? Spike?" Twilight asked her purple friend. There was no response from the young dragon; is he still asleep? The alicorn glared at her friend's side of the bed to see nothing but an oval indentation. "Spike? Where are you?" She cross-examined the room for any signs as to where he was. Continuing to call out his name, twilight was worried for the dragon.
He wasn't scheduled to pick up or deliver any packages for the day; nor did he have any assigned chores outside of the library. The purple princess stood in the middle of the lobby. Before she could open the front door, "Twilight," The young reptile shouted "come eat your breakfast before heading out in your PJ's, please!" His voice was echoing through the kitchen and into the main extent. "Oh thank Celestia" Twilight murmured.
The Princess trotted into the kitchen, "Spike I wish you would..." she broke off from her thought, seeing a glamorous gourmet banquet. Drool began to form in her mouth; the royalty of Ponyville couldn't believe that food this gorgeous could be made outside of Canterlot. Plates had filled the entire table. She would have spent the time lecturing the young dragon, but, unfortunately, her mind and stomach were fighting over her mouth. "You wish I would what?" the reptile inquired as he walked up to Twilight.
"What? Oh, right! I wish you would leave a note or something when you decide to get out of bed early." Spike walked over to the lavender alicorn and pulled out a chair. "Well, I was, but, you looked too peaceful to disturb." He said as she took his seat. "Thank you" twilight replied, her cheeks turning a red tint. "So..." Spike began his share of food, "what are you going to supervise first today?"
"I don't know yet, maybe I'll jot down how many nests the birds need or how many seeds need to be planted for the orchard" Twilight gloomed. Spike felt the dishearten tone in her voice and watched as she began to eat. The room was quiet with the exception of silverware clanging on plates. "You know you don't have to, right?" Spike broke the silence "You could have a substitute to fill your place while you stay home for the day."
“Spike,” the blessed alicorn conjured “you know just as much as everypony else that I, a royal princess, have to perform every task without delay.” Spike rested his arms on top of the table. “I know that. It's just that I don’t want to see you being forced to do what you don’t want to.”
Twilight looked at her allusive flame with adoring thoughts. “Oh, Sweety,” the princess stood “I appreciate your love and concern for my well-being.” Twilight stood behind spike and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Will you consider my request?” the purple reptile questioned. Twilight rested her head on his shoulder and mumbled into his ear “do you really think that I should take the day off?”
Spike hummed his confirmation. “Alright…” twilight pulled spike back into his chair and posed on his lap “but you need to prove how much you want me to stay.” The voluptuous presence brushed her hands against his face; on both sides from ear to chin. Spike clamped down on the curvaceous hips of his treasure as she moved in closer. The two were finger length apart; she could feel his warm breath on her lips and a familiar growth poking her sweet slit. As if on instinct, burning passion swept over the aroused reptile causing him to rip several holes into Twilight’s pajamas, exposing her plump cheeks. “Dang it, spike,” twilight twisted “I really liked these.” She pouted.
Spike pulled her in closer; binding his arms around her waist. “I'm sorry, Twi, but you know that I, a domestic dragon, get so greedy to the point that I'll get what I truly desire.” He mimicked as he leaned up to kiss and lick her neck. Spike slid his claws between her juicy cheeks expelling a well endowed groan from the royal seductress. Squeezing the plump posterior apart, spike could feel a warmth on his knuckles coming from her damp pussy. The little devil softly moved both his middle and index fingers up and down inside her ass; from her puckered little anus, her warm slit, and to her stiff clitoris; her breath came heavy.
“Oh, fuck… fuck, spike…” the lustful unicorn squirmed. “Have I proven myself yet?” Spike asked his adorable spoil but was only greeted with the gasping retort of “Not… even close.”
Twilight threw off her pajama top; revealing the elegant and tantalizing wonders that only he could find. Spike was astonished by the large jewels that hung in front of him. The two digits, while vexing it’s prey, moved left and right, brushing her lips. “You’re *groan* enjoying this *moan* aren't you?” princess sparkle asked her deviant partner. Spike stopped the shifting of his fingers and switched to a better, more scandalous, plan.
The fingers pulled and separated the moist pussy lips repeatedly, exhibiting gushing juices that covered half of the purple claw and crawled down her calves. Spike stuck out his tongue and extended it to an impeccable range. Twilight was impressed with the length of the muscle; more importantly, however, what it can be used for. Spike noticed her transfixed eyes and an idea was born. The limitless brush lowered and swayed back and forth until it was leveled with her perky breasts. The tip swirled around her areola and covered the stiff tit in saliva, twilight shivered and her breath sped up. Glistening wet, the teat was left baron for several seconds; Spike had her now. twilight was engulfed with chills as he blew on to her tingling teat, caressing it to the nerve. The claws slipped into the drenched cunt; he could feel the walls around him getting tighter and tighter as twilight herself had to rely on him for leverage.
“Oh sweet Celestia! I love you, Spike!” Twilight cried, cueing the final stage of pleasure. “Let's try something else.” The well endowed dragon lifted the princess off of his lap and laid her onto an adjacent counter. Reaching the waist of her pajamas, spike slowly took off her bottoms showing her delicious, flooded, blushed, lips. Spike flown his hand through her glorious mane and came closer to her. The two stared into each other's eyes; nothing, but the panting of twilight, could be heard. “You…” Spike was baffled by her allurement and radiance “...are the most beautiful mare… I will ever see. I love you so much.”
“Oh spike.” Princess twilight hinged her arms under his. The adoring flames grew closer. Closer. Closer until there was nothing left between them. Nothing but the sweet, hot, skin that locked them into deep, passionate, love. Softly, Spike pushed up against the gates of heaven until he penetrated through and the red carpet danced with him. The two danced around each other, swayed by each other, and he even spun around her tightly.
The two couldn't be separated. Not even by the strongest force in Equestria. But… “*knock knock knock*” a loud knocking hammered from the front door. “*gasp* spike!” Twilight’s heart skipped a beat, she stared at the kitchen entrance, anticipating some pony would discover their unsought actions. The lavender alicorn jumped off of the excited, but now annoyed, dragon and hastily slid her night ware back on.
“I’ll get it.” Spike said while leaving the kitchen. He turned the knob and opened the door to be introduced with the scent of apples and perfume.
“Good morning dearie, how are you?” Rarity asked while entering the room.
“Mornin’, Hun” Applejack followed behind.
“Hey, girls. We just started breakfast; help yourselves while I use the bathroom” the dragon offered while he hid his raised ‘tail’.
