What Can We Use?

by Elegant Egotist

Rating: mature
Tags: Sad, Romance, Spike, Rarity, Slice of Life, Sex, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark
Length: 2516

Three days of passion. Two lonely souls. One broken heart. To create a masterpiece, one must find the right parts.

Oral Sex play, Sex, Dark Themes and scenes of depression and self harm. Read at own Discretion.
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What can we use?

A mind of shattered dreams.

A heart of long forbidden passion.

A hoof of creation.

A claw of destruction.

A masterpiece is not always something beautiful, but instead a monster.

Published 2016-04-06 01:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-04-06 01:20:01 UTC

Time Makes Foals Of Us All.

The sun high above Ponyville basked all within a warm embrace, the sky a pure and calm blue hue. Not a cloud blemished the flawless heavens, below many a pony of all types enjoyed this serene setting. Some trotted by with friends talking of fun times to be had, others relaxed under mighty tree branches cuddling ever closer.

Lovers were embracing and poets were creating their next masterpiece. The grass upon the ground was lush and full, its soft texture beneath the hooves of ponies would send a soothing tingle across their bodies. Today was a day everypony dreamed of, yet even with everything seeming quite perfect.

One mare in particular within this small close community, spent her days within the shadows of her home and workplace. Her name was Rarity a mare with eyes as blue as the ocean and a violet mane that flowed down the side of her face elegantly. She spent hour after hour, working her hooves to the bone creating beauty for the world to enjoy.

Yet with each creation that brought a glimmer of love and enchantment to another, it failed to bring a smile to her heart, she would watch many a mare wear her dresses, their special stallion's looking upon them with such admiration and the sparkle of love. That magic was missing from her life and it stung.

The blinds were closed tightly as Rarity sat upon a small chair at her work station, eyes watching the fabric underneath her hooves in silence. This day was perfect yet Celestia's rays of light could not touch her, alone she sat in her hoof made prison.

The world passing her by.

Sweetie Belle was off with The CMC, her own friends busy with the sway and decay of life itself. She dare not bring her own misery upon them, not that she would show it. A Lady was expected to keep such feelings buried deep within her soul, horn flashing to life with a pale blue aura, she slid her glasses off and placed them atop the small table.

Around her she gazed to the dimly lit room, eyes washing over each creation she had made, lining the walls of her shop. Each one a reminder of time she had lost, memories of better times and perhaps her worst moments. Seeing mares of all shapes and sizes finding somepony who adored them, it brought a frown across her lips.

"Bah! The touch of a stallion! What mare needs such a inconvenience!" The mare pouted with a flip of the mane, standing up from her seat she swayed her round firm plot side to side.

Walking ever closer to her creations, she studied them with the upmost care. Placing a delicate hoof atop the fabric of a cream white dress with lace trim and a red sash, the cool texture upon her hoof sending the spark of creation across her slender frame.

"Why am I allowing myself to feel this way? I should feel pride with myself not pity!" A smile crept its way upon her lips, ocean colored hues sparkling with delight.

"I've created dresses for Royalty, The Elite and BEYOND!" Flaunting a delicate hoof in front of her she allowed a small feminine giggle to escape her lips, swaying her backside with a playful wiggle she trotted happily over to a large table, covered in various materials.

Much like all divine creations, one must find what others think of as useless or no longer important and bring forth its inner beauty. To pull the essence from within closer to the surface, the beauty and strength of a item pouring out into the world. Sharing a hidden seduction with all those lucky enough to witness it.

A soft moan escaping her lips, she traced her hooves across the various knick-knacks and fabrics. Waiting for the muse to sweep her into a new frenzy of passion. Tracing ever so daintily over a smooth flawless diamond.

She could feel a shiver run across her backside.

Eyes darting to a piece of soft yellow lace, using her magic she lifted it to the air. watching it float carelessly upon the current of the world and float back down to the table below. She could feel her folds below her tail begin to grow warm with excitement.

Tail swishing side to side fanning a sweet natural fragrance into the room, She slowly made her way across the floor and onto her favorite red sofa. Plopping down atop it she stretched out her delicate frame. Eyes watching the ceiling high above, her hooves tracing down across her smooth soft white coat, her own dainty touch causing her clit to begin to retract tightly and then unfold in desire.

"Ohhhh." Her moan escaped her muzzle, hooves ever gently tracing the outer lips of her vagina. A swift stroke of the hoof teasing her inner folds, her mind wandering to what great creation she would whip up next.

Slowly she traced upon her marehood with a gentle touch, each movement causing her hind legs to twitch cutely. Switching to a half moon circle upon herself, her touch grew firm as her hoof pressed ever deeper within. Her clit retracted tightly as she could feel the warm juices dripping slowly across her hoof.

"Mmmmm."She whimpered eyes gazing to her side, locked upon the flickering light of a nearby candle, her clit unfolding, juices flowing freely down below her tail, dripping slowly upon the fabric of her sofa.

Pressing a bit deeper she could feel the fire building within her body, her breathing growing softer and a bit higher. Ears folded back in desire as she allowed her thoughts to wander, to the touch of a phantom stallion. His strong touch against her delicate curves, his warm breath upon her swan like neck.

"Mmmmm." She bit her lip trembling, hoof weakly stroking the clit up and down. A static sensation building higher and higher. Within her mind, she looked down in awe. His cock throbbing proudly, unsheathed from the foreskin.

His cock so long, hard and sticky. Pre-cum dripping down the shaft, his musk strong and masculine driving her urges to grow. In fact the scent was too clear, as if wafting through the air around her.

Swiftly her eyes fell away from the flickering candle, darting across the room to the half open door to her workplace. Narrowing her hues just a bit her horn flashed brightly, the door swinging open to reveal Spike gasping aloud in shock.

The small dragon embarrassed beyond belief, the tip of his penis growing in place from its sheath, poking outward. He merely blushed brightly in silence, unable to speak a word, dark green eyes tracing down his dream mare's sprawled out body.

Legs long and slender, plot so round and firm, the mere sight of her beautiful elegant flank was enough to ignite a fire deep within his body. Her labia dripping wet with hot juices, a light red color traced around her inner lips.

Rarity allowed him to watch her in such a position, letting a few seconds pass, as she slowly rolled over on her side, sprawling out seductively across the sofa. Tail swaying side to side in a gentle rhythm. She had always found Spike sweet, she knew he had feeling's for her.

Though never knew how to confront him about them, she loved him dearly as a friend. The last thing she wanted was to ruin that bond.

"Oh Spike. What did you see?" She whispered in a soft tone, lashes batting in place.

"I...I'm sorry. Twilight sent me to ask if you could create a dress for a upcoming..."He tried to explain, cheeks burning a bright red as Rarity flaunted her hoof towards him, silence falling across the room.

"It will be done." Rarity sadly gazed down, not wishing to embarrass the poor dragon anymore.

She could hear his claws click across the floor, the sound of her door closing sending a ping of pain across her heart. Once more she was alone to her own desires and sins.

"Why do you look so sad?" Spike spoke up with a sense of pity in his voice. The mare shot her head up in shock, coming muzzle to muzzle with the small dragon, now standing at her side.

His clawed hand placing atop her hoof gently. Rarity could only hold back a few tears, her eyes locking on his. The warmth of his kindness touching her heart.

"I'm just sad I can't create something, who's beauty would never leave me." Her voice cracked slightly, ears folding back as the dragon tilted his head in thought.

"Why not? You are so Smart,Elegant and Beautiful. You can create anything!" Spike spoke up his voice filled with a sound of confidence ,she had never heard before.

"I don't have all the parts I need. My sweet little dragon." She forced a smile across her lips, tears rolling down her cheeks and off onto his hand below.

"What can we use?" He leaned in closer, his clawed hand caressing her cheek slowly, wiping away the tears, his touch causing her body to tingle once more.

"No darling. I couldn't we..." She found herself flustered and stumbling over her own words for once.

"Shh. Wasn't it you, who once said the job of the artist is to bring forth the essence of beauty from within..."

"What others found useless and not important, to bring forth a hidden seduction." The words escaped her lips in a whisper, both gazing to each other in silence.

Indeed the dragon was young, though his soul and heart, were wise beyond his years. Perhaps if one was able to show affection and desire, have dreams and feel the warmth of love. Maybe they were old enough to embrace the beauty life had to offer.

For no child would dream of lust. His words were of love, his caress was of care. He was her masterpiece all along, she simply was blind to such a fact. Time had slipped away, her heart growing lonely with each passing day.

"Forgive me Spike. I've belittled you so dearly in the past. I treated a grown dragon like a child." Rarity whimpered aloud softly, holding back tears as Spike let his gaze soften.

He slowly kissed her lips, pulling in firmly as she weakly melted into his embrace. Her warm tongue sliding deeply into his mouth, his forked one, dancing elegantly against her own. Both sharing a long overdue passionate kiss.

Breaking the embrace, saliva dripping slowly from his lips. The dragon looked as if all his dreams had come true, those strong green eyes filled with a fire she had never seen before.

"Sit Spike. I want to share something with you. My words I'm afraid could not show you, what kind of gift you've given me." The purple dragon narrowed his eyes in confusion, slowly sliding up onto the sofa with his mare.

Yet to his surprise she lowered herself off the cushion, kneeling slowly in front of him, her eyes glowing in the dim room as she locked eyes with his own. His scent strong and welcoming, from below he looked much taller and proud.

She felt her heart skip a beat, looking between his legs, she could see he was at full mast. His mushroom shaped tip throbbing before her, his cock pushing outward completely, erect and ready as he watched in silent awe.

With a smile she placed a soft dainty kiss atop his head, a groan escaping his lips, proudly he sat up straight, watching the mare kiss down the shaft, tracing full pouting lips against his member. Each kiss sending his body into a haze of excitement.

What felt like a gift from above, the mare licked the cock back to the tip. Her warm soft tongue flicking his head teasingly as he slowly throbbed, pre-cum dripping freely. Batting long lashes she wrapped her mouth around the cock, bobbing down his warm hard dick, inch after inch sliding deeper down her tight throat.

"Ohhhh! Rarity!!" Spike moaned ever so gently lying back into the seat, his body trembling while his teeth and fangs clenched shut. He was doing his best not to explode within her mouth. All he could see was her violet silken mane, bobbing up and then down, the slow soft sounds of sucking filling the air.

Without gagging she moaned aloud, tongue massaging the shaft as she slid inch after inch deeper, her slow and steady sway becoming firmer and faster.The inner walls of her throat squeezing the shaft tightly as her lips met his base, his groans echoing about, the mare deep-throating with ease.

She felt herself growing hot with excitement, dripping juices upon the floor as her tail was perked up on her backside, plot high in the air as she sucked slower and then faster, swaying in place while her hooves lowered to the floor.

The dragon felt everything spinning around him, claws tearing into the fabric of the sofa, scraping down roughly as he felt the mare give full attention to his natural urges. Never had he felt such pleasure, body burning as he pulsated in her throat.

Thighs tensing up as he strained to focus, her lips locked around his base tightly, he couldn't hold back, a loud grunt escaping through clenched teeth he exploded in a wave of pleasure. Rarity let her eyes widen in shock, his semen was so spicy and salty, she winced slightly, ears folding back.

The taste was like nothing she ever knew, scorching hot burning her pallet as tears rolled down her cheeks, yet as quickly as each load filled her mouth, burning her senses it grew so sweet and delicious. Her world was opened to a new taste unlike anything before, his essence was bold but intoxicating.

Eyes rolling back slightly, she felt her mind swimming. As if she were floating on air, inner walls within burning wildly. Her slit pushing open oozing with wet juices. Spike staring as Rarity pulled out, lips dripping with warm cum.

A wet tongue licking his long erect shaft clean of this exquisite essence. Collecting as much as she could, she savored and enjoyed the load. Slowly swallowing it before the dragon. Her body on fire, the mare gazing up to her new lover panting femininely.

"That was amazing!" He gently ran his claws through her wild and tangled mane, smiling happily as he could smell her wet and aching pussy from the sofa.

"You showed your love. Allow me to show you mine." He leaned ever closer, kissing her deeply as she went limp in his embrace. The dragon smirking in a wicked but sly manner.

"I'll go place up the closed sign. Then let's complete our masterpiece." He flashed a smile with a fiery glint in his dark green eyes.

The mare blushed brightly, heart and body ready for what would be a day to never forget.

And the start of the end.