“Have I done something wrong, Commander?” A unicorn gray coated soldier mare with brown eyes and golden mane and tail asked while she sat in front of the desk of her commander.

“You have done nothing wrong, Comet Star.” Spike sighed scratching the back of his neck. An uncomfortable ambience could be felt between the two. “Shucks. Look, I know you’ve been avoiding me for the past two weeks. And I have done my best to put you at a distance, but this has to stop.”

Comet Star looked at Spike with a sheepish expression. Blushing cheeks and all.

“Comet Star, I’m sorry I kissed you they way I did.” Spike said with a matching blush.

“N-no need to apologize, sir!” Comet Star raised her hands shaking them from side to side in front of her. “You w-were happy, that’s all! I understand! I did the same when my coltfriend confessed-”

“Sweet Celestia, you have a coltfriend!?” Spike rubbed his templates. “Please tell me you didn’t tell him.”

“Of course I didn’t, sir! As I said, I did the same when he confessed to me.” Comet Star covered her eyes in embarrassment. “I--I grabbed his sister and kissed her right in front of him before I jumped to his arms!”

Spike stared at her for several seconds, his mouth agape. “...You kissed another mare after he confessed, in front of him, with said mare being his sister no less?” Comet Star nodded. “Hot.”

“SIR!” Comet Star yelled covering her entire face.

“Sorry! Sorry!” Spike cleared his throat. “Then why have you been avoiding me given your, ehem, experience?”

“‘Cause I knew how you felt, sir.” Comet Star answered after a moment of recollection. “I couldn’t look at my coltfriend for an entire month after that.”

“How...considerate of you, Comet Star.” Spike leaned back on his chair. “Let’s put that behind us, don’t you agree?” Comet Star nodded. “Good, now return to your duties. You can have the day off tomorrow, alright?”

“Sir, yes sir. Thank you, sir.” Comet Star stood up and walked towards the exit. Before she opened the door she turned back to glance at Spike. “And sir? Congratulations. Lady Rarity is lucky to have you.” She then left leaving Spike alone in his office.

“No. I’m the lucky one.” Spike whispered to himself. After a few minutes of simply enjoying the silence and calm his office provided, Spike reached for his left drawer and opened it. He reached into it, a moment later he pulled out the letter Rarity sent him two weeks ago.

After he finished writing his own reply, he sent it via his fire to Celestia asking her to please give it to Rarity on his behalf. He also asked Rarity in the letter to use the normal mail system to avoid disturbing Celestia any further.

He was about to open the letter to look through the ‘inspiration’ photos Rarity had sent him, when a loud knock to his door made his shove the letter back into his drawer.

“Who is it?” He asked in a calm, cool voice despite closing his drawer with a shaky hand.

“Stalwart, sir. May I come in?”

“You may.” Spike watched the earth pony enter and salute him. “At ease.”

“Sir, one of our scouts has returned from his mission. But there’s something strange about him.”

“Which is?”

“Sir, the scout is a crystal pony and gave us a valid code. Not only that, but he claims he can only talk to you in person. He’s waiting outside the front doors for you.”

“What is the name of that scout?”

“Crystal Hoof, sir.” Stalwart was confused when Spike smirked as he got up. “Sir, with all due respect I do believe this might be a trap.”

“Nonsense, Crystal Hoof is a good friend of mine.” Spike said while Stalwart opened the door for him.

The two of them made their way to the courtyard and passed through the gate of the fortress leading to the south and onto diamond dog territory. They soon saw a blue coated crystal pony standing a good thirty or so meters away from the fortress. The pony had a two shade gray mane and tail, he also was wearing light leather armor with a hooded cape while a cutlass hanged on his left side.

“Crystal Hoof!” Spike called opening his arms.

“Spike!” The crystal pony ran to meet the dragon with a tight hug. “I’m so glad you’re alright!”

“I’ll say! I was worried you were caught or worse.” Spike broke the hug.

“Princess Cadance sent me on a long mission to the Dog Empire. She ordered me to keep an eye on any suspicious movements they were making.” Crystal Hoof explained as the trio made their way back inside the fortress.

“Let me guess, they’re up to no good?”

“It’s worse than that. That’s why I came here instead of reporting back to Princess Cadance.”

“I see.” Spike closed his eyes for a moment. “Everypony, come here!”

“SIR, YES SIR!” Was the instantaneous reply.

Not one minute later every soldier and guard in the fortress was paying attention and watching from anywhere they could find to their commander.

“Everypony, this is Crystal Hoof. One of my best friends, a trusted scout and friend of Princess Cadance, and one of our best spies.” Spike placed an arm around Crystal Hoof’s shoulders. “And he’s a changeling.” On queue Crystal Hoof dropped his disguise revealing a changeling waving shyly. “Everypony, this is Thorax!”

“Hurrah!”

“Alright, alright, settle down. Thorax, what did you discover?” Spike asked loud enough for his troops to hear. Inside, he was smiling seeing his soldiers cheering for the friendly changeling.

Thorax stopped waving, his look and expression turning more serious. “The diamond dogs are building a secret army that they plan to send to the southern frontier. I don’t know how strong or when they’re going to send it, but I know they’re coming.”

The soldiers and guards began to whisper and murmur between themselves. “Then we must send a message to the other entrances so that they can be prepared and alert. Asking for reinforcements would be a good idea, commander.” Stalwart said rubbing his chin.

“See that the other entrances receive this information, Stalwart. I’ll take care of asking for reinforcements.” Spike then turned to everypony. “Well? Didn’t you listen? Go back to your posts and reinforce everything. Move, move, move!” Spike ordered. His troops saluted before retiring to fulfill their orders. “What about you, Thorax?”

“I’d like to stay here and help you out, Spike. Maybe I can find out more about whatever they’re planning.”

“What about Cadence and your orders?”

“I’m sure Princess Cadance will understand if I explain it. Spike, I have a bad feeling about what those dogs could be doing.”

“That makes two of us then.” Spike chuckled. “And of course you can stay, Thorax. Why don’t you go search for a bunk and get settled in? After that you can search for Stalwart, my second in command, and ask him to give you new armor before you write that report to Cadance?”

“I’ll do just that, Spike.” The two friends shared another short hug. “By the way, I can smell a lot of love around you, what’s that all about?”

Spike smirked. “My fair Rarity has finally given into my irresistible masculinity and devilish handsomeness.” He said beaming with pride.

“Oh...oh….Oh!...I owe Shining Armor fifty bits now.” Thorax murmured the last part.

“What was that?”

“N-nothing! I was just, ermmm, saying how happy I am for you, yeah! Ha ha ha, Aha!”

“Rrrright…” Spike forced himself to not roll his eyes. “Well, I have a report and a request to write. See you around, Thorax.”

“Don’t work too hard, Spike.” Thorax said as they parted ways.

Spike made his way back his office, when he turned around the corner leading to it he found the unicorn mare in charge of the mail was walking down the other side of the hallway.

“Commander Spike, just the dragon I’ve been looking for.” The mare said once they met outside his office. “I have something for you today!” The mare then handed him a couple of envelopes. “Have a nice day, commander Spike.”

“Likewise. And thank you.” Spike then entered his office. He closed the door (mindful to lock it this time), walked to his chair, and sat on it while placing the letters he had received.

He placed three letters in from of him. He took the first one on the left and opened it. With an annoyed groan he set it on fire. “Seriously, once I get back I’m going to wherever their headquarters are and demand them to stop sending me those blasted subscriptions.”

He then grabbed the next one and opened it. He smiled seeing it was from Twilight explaining how she and the rest of the girls were, the party they held for Rarity confessing her feelings, and how happy she was for him for ‘nailing’ the mare of his dreams.

Spike licked his lips before swallowing what felt like a brick. His heart beated with intensity when he grabbed the third envelop. He opened it with shaking hands and pulled out a letter along with four blank photos.

Keep it cool, Spike. Keep it cool. You got this. You’re the dragon, you’re the man! He cheered in his head while he placed the blank photos on the desk, opened the letter, and began to read it.

“Dearest Spike,

My love, I cannot express in words the joy I felt once Princess Celestia personally gave me your letter. Truth be told, I thought your answer would come in the form of a dying flame, but while I held hope that I still held a place in your heart I never once believed your answer would come so soon.

Precious scales, once again I ask for your forgiveness for never giving you a chance to hold my heart between your loving, tender, protective claws. For it is now that I’m certain it is where it truly belongs. Just like you gave me your own heart long ago.

Spikey Wikey. My Spikey Wikey, the nights are colder here in Ponyville without your care, your love, and your warmth next to me.

Around me.

Darling, I must confess that after I received your charming and heartfelt letter I felt elated, yet incomplete. That afternoon I went out for a nice relaxing stroll through town. That’s when I met my new best friend. He reminds me so much of you that I couldn’t help to fall completely in love the moment I laid eyes upon him.

Using my charms, I brought him home immediately and lured him into my bedroom. Oh, the things we did were positively scandalous! But in every second I couldn’t help but wonder; imagine; envision what you would do to me, love of my life. After we were done we shared a bath until he was sparkling clean, then I placed Little Spikey, my second true love, inside my panty drawer to let him rest at his leisure.

That is, until the next night when I thought of your claws tracing my fur and skin. Your scaly lips kissing my own, wondering how marvelous will they feel once we share our first kiss? Will you take and claim me like a gentledrake, or maybe you’re going to ravage me with the sole purpose of breeding me? Will you cuddle and snuggle with me through the night? Will you whisper to me how much you love me as I do the same?

Oh my. How embarrassing. I fear I need to use Little Spikey again, darling. I do hope this war ends soon, for I fear Little Spikey might not survive for much longer.

Spikey, I’m certain they will be to your liking. I pray for your safety and your safe return, precious scales. Know this, beloved, that even though we are forced to stand apart, we are always together in our hearts.

Forever yours and only yours, Rarity Belle Unicorn.”

Spike gulped with ragged breathing. “Rarity, you’re an evil, naughty mare.” He said before leaving the letter to rest on the desk. His attention then shifted to the photos. He stared at them for a couple of seconds before grabbing them with the blank back staring at him. He moved his seat forward until he could rest his weight on his elbows. Now in a more comfortable position he flipped them.

Spike let out a guttural sounding growl as his eyes laid upon the first picture, which also revealed who ‘Little Spikey’ was.

It was photo of Rarity facing away from the camera with a slight inclination to the left. She was looking back at the camera with a sexy little smile, an adorable blush, and half closed eyes. She was completely naked giving him a free view of her left boob. He saw her perky and erect purple nipple while her left hand cupped her breast for a better angle. Near her hand held by her magic was a seven or so inch long purple dragon penis shaped dildo with green lines at its sides. Finally his eyes traced her lovely, squishy, bountiful derriere and her shapely long thighs and legs.

A puff of smoke left his nostrils while he moved to see the second photo. He really didn’t want to stop looking at the first one, but he knew it was going to get better if her previous set was anything to go by.

He felt his heart skip a beat or two at what he saw in the second photo.

This time Rarity was laying on her side facing towards the camera. She was using her right hand to rest her head on while she looked at the camera with a sultry look and deliciously innocent smile. As she laid on her bed, Spike saw her hourglass figure and her curves that screamed to the four winds she was a mare through and through. He traced a claw over her toned belly that didn’t show any trace of extra fat. She indeed had meat on her bones, that was for sure, but only enough to accentuate her figure even more.

Her strong, wide hips that he swore were made to bare foals, only served to showcase her firm rump while she laid her left hand over her side. Her thumb clinging to the elastic band of the pink panties she was wearing. Which was the only thing she was wearing. For her F-cup sized breasts rested peacefully like two clouds of heavenly fleshy goodness with one resting over the other, but never sagging. No, her breasts looked firm yet soft to the touch, like two marshmallow mounds ready to be eaten and enjoyed. That wasn’t even adding her alluring and startling purple areolas and nipples that begged to be sucked, pinched, licked, and suckled.

If I can bury my face in between her breasts, I can die with no regrets. Spike thought before moving onto the third photo. He actually felt his brain experience a short circuit for a fraction of a second.

This time Rarity wasn’t really looking to the camera, but still she had that adorable blush of hers. Her mane and tail were hanging down due to being wet. No doubt she had finished taking a bath. She was wearing a tight fitting magenta towel that fit her like a glove while also doing a terrific job at showing off her curves and her most prominent attributes. He could also see Little Spikey held firmly in her right hand.

With a snort of green fire, Spike moved to the fourth and last photo.

In this one, Rarity was looking straight to the camera with a sultry look; her mane dry and curled into her prefered style. She was lightly touching her chin with her left index finger and thumb, while at the same time she nibbled on her lower lip. Spike couldn’t see below her belly button, but he was graced with the sight of her perfectly shaped breasts hanging freely. His eyes focused on her hard, erect purple nipples for a few seconds before they moved to her flat stomach. He appreciated her undoubtedly feminine, awestrucking figure once more for several moments before he traveled back to her face.

For some reason he couldn’t take his eyes away from hers, it felt like she was watching him through the photo. The Rarity in the photo fluttered her eyelashes and blew a kiss at him.

“Nhhnngg--fffuuuuck!” Spike groaned as spurt after spurt of his steaming hot dragon semen landed on the floor of his office. He hit his desk with his forehead while his right hand pumped his member for the last, agonizing spurts and his left held onto the last photo of his beloved Rarity.

After taking a moment to calm down and regain some of his composure, Spike looked at the photo of Rarity once more. He stared at it for almost half a minute before putting it down. “I could’ve sworn I saw it wink and blow a kiss at me. Or maybe I was just seeing things.”

Spike leaned back on his sit feeling relaxed and relieved for the first time in two weeks.

“Sir, are you alright! I thought I heard you curse!” Comet Star said from the other side of the door.

“It’s nothing! I’m fine, Comet Star, I, uhhh, took off one of my scales by accident!” Spike lied, startled by the sudden interruption.

“Do you require medical assistance, sir?” She asked in a more calmed tone.

“That won’t be necessary, Comet Star. You can go back to your duties, no need to worry about me.”

“Very well, sir. Sorry for disturbing you, sir”

Spike listened how Comet Star walked away until he couldn’t hear her anymore. Letting out a relieved sigh, Spike slumped on his chair.

“Dodged an arrow.”

He then looked at the impressive mess he recklessly made.

“Fuck.”

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!

Special thanks to Trithtale for proofreading and minor editing!