Recovery of the Heartbroken Dragon

That evening, Twilight, Pinkie, and Starlight returned to Spike’s room. Parts of their clothes were ripped and they had minor scrapes on their bodies. “What the Tartarus happened?!” asked Dizzy.

“The pony going on a rampage, was Granny Smith.” Pinkie answered. “I never expected her to be so strong.”

“Why was she rampaging?” Dizzy asked as he pulled Pinkie into his lap.

“Didn’t get a chance to asked.” she answered. “We were too busy fighting to survive.”

Twilight laid in bed next to Spike and rested her head on his shoulder. “So where’s Rarity and the others?” he asked.

“Well, Rainbow and Fluttershy are with the Apples right now and Rarity went to check on Pearl.” Twilight explained.

“Did something happen to him?”

“Well..........”

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“That’s it, it’s over!” yelled Pearl. “I’m done, I can no longer call myself a stallion!”

“Sweetie, it’s okay.” Rarity tried to reassure.

“No it’s not, babe!” Pearl replied. “That dragon took away my stallionhood!”

“He did no such thing darling. Look, it’s already healing, see?”

“It’s not healing, my dick is gone, it has been crushed. It is no more! It has ceased to be! It's expired and gone to meet its maker! It's a stiff, bereft of life! It rests in peace! If that dragon hadn’t stomped on it you’d be riding it by now! It’s off the twig! It’s kicked the bucket! Shuffled off the mortal coil! It ran down the curtain and joined the fucking choir invisible!”

Pearl then grabbed Rarity’s head and forced her look him in the eyes. “I....HAVE AN EX.....DICK!” He then let her go, buried his face in his hands, and cried like a baby.

Rarity looked over at the doctor who had face palmed. “I told him over and over that he’ll be fine.” he explained. “He just needs to refrain from any sexual activities for a while.”

At that point, Pearl’s crying got even louder. To say that Rarity was embarrassed at this point was an understatement.

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“And that’s what happened.” Twilight said as she finished explaining how Pearl got into the hospital. Spike laid there with a pale look on his face. “I wish I hadn’t heard that.” he thought.

“Oh yeah, that reminds me.” Dizzy spoke up. “How’s Sunburst doing? Haven’t heard from him since Black Week.”

“Oh he doing much better now.” Starlight answered. “He’s finally able to move the right side of his body and is speaking coherent sentences now.”

“What the Tartarus did you do to him?” Spike thought. At that point, Blueblood walked in holding a basket of food from Sugar Cube Corner with a puzzled look on his face.

“Do I wanna know why most of the hospital looks like a war zone?” he asked. The scent from the basket quickly filled Spike’s nose caused his stomach to grumble.

“Fooooooood!” he growled.

“Oh yeah, Mr. and Mrs. Cake asked me to give this to you.” Blueblood explained. “They would have done it themselves, but they had a delivery to make across the kingdom.” Blueblood handed the basket over to Spike who snatched it out of his hand and immediately began stuffing his face earning a small giggle from Twilight.

“So, how did negotiations go?” asked Starlight.

“Goliath and his friends will be charged with 1st degree assault and assault with a deadly weapon.” Blueblood explained. “My guess, they’ll sentenced to about 10 to 15 years.”

“That’s all?!” yelled Pinkie.

“It should be more than that.” Twilight growled. “What about Amethyst?”

“She leaves with her father.”

Twilight gritted her teeth in anger after hearing that answer. “Look, I don’t like it either.” Blueblood continued. “But she clearly had no knowledge of Goliath’s plan to attack Spike that night, and even if she did, Atomsk would never allow us to arrest her.”

Twilight didn’t want to admit it, but Blueblood was right. “So nothing happens to Amethyst?” asked Starlight.

“No.” Blueblood answered.

“I should’ve killed her when I had the chance.” Twilight growled as she clinched her fist.

“So then she just goes home?” Pinkie asked with a bit of anger.

“Like I said, I don’t like it anymore than you girls do, but this is how it is.” Blueblood stated. “Look at it this way, at least we got some kind of justice for Spike.” All head turned towards Spike who was still stuffing his face; ignoring the conversation they were having.

“Well, in other happier news.” Blueblood started. “I’m happy to announce that the Attilan Project has finally finished.”

“That luxury hotel you’ve been building forever now?” said Twilight. “It’s finally done?”

“Yep, I got the conformation earlier this morning.” Blueblood explained. “I’ll be heading out there first thing tomorrow to see how it looks and discuss when the grand opening will be. To tell you the truth, I really should be preparing for the trip right now.”

“Aww, you’re not staying?” Pinkie asked.

“Wish I could, but can’t.” Blueblood explained. “Only have enough time to check in on Spike.” Blueblood turned his gaze back towards Spike just in time to see him take a huge bite out of the giant pretzel he was holding; his mouth covered in cheese. “You’re worse than Celestia.” he thought.

Blueblood started to leave, but then stopped at the door and faced everypony else. “You girls might wanna buy yourselves a couple bathing suits.” And with that, the prince left.

Spike had just finished the last of his food before looking up and seeing Blueblood walk out the door. “So, what did you guys talk about?” he asked; earning a laugh from the girls.

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That night, Spike laid in bed and watched some late night talk show on tv. Twilight and the others were sent home by the doctor but Twilight told Spike that she she would come back. Spike stared at the TV unamused by what was going on. Not only was the talk show host NOT funny at all, but she was trying way too hard to get a laugh from the crowd. Most of the jokes she made was cringe worthy at best. After what felt like an eternity of watching a crappy show, Twilight slowly walked in through the door carrying a backpack and wearing a dark purple tank top and black shorts. Softly closing the door behind her, Twilight set her backpack and the foot of the bed, then quickly got in with Spike; snuggling against him.

“What are you watching?” she asked.

“Late Night with Shooting Star!” Spike answered with a bored tone. “She’s not funny at all. How does she still have a job?”

“Banging the producer.” Twilight said; earning a laugh from Spike. “No seriously, she’s actually banging the producer. That’s how she’s been on for four seasons.”

Twilight and Spike later groaned as Shooting Star told another bad joke. Without a word, Twilight levitated the remote to her hand then changed the channel. It didn’t matter what station it was on, just so long as they couldn’t hear more of Shooting Star’s bad jokes. After about a minutes of flipping through channels, Twilight wound up on the sports station before dropping the remote. “Guess we could watch this for a while.” she suggested. As the program they were watching began showing highlights from the previous game, Spike started to feel something against his chest. His eyes wandered downward to see Twilight’s large breasts being smashed against him; causing him to swallow hard. Spike tensed up as Twilight moved closer to him. His eyes remained on her breasts until she spoke up. “Hey Spike?”

“Y-yeah?”

“Are you feeling okay?” she asked. “You’re not feeling any pain are you?”

“Uh, i’m fine Twilight. Just fine.”

Spike could feel himself about to lose control. He needed to do something, anything to get his mind of Twilight’s breasts. “So, uh, Twilight?” he started. “H-how did you convince the hospital to let you in this late?”

“I didn’t.” she giggled. “I snuck in. They don’t even know i’m here.”

“You snuck in?” Spike asked. “You can’t break into a hospital.”

Twilight responded by playfully booping Spike on the nose before moving her head to lay on his chest. It was then she started to hear his strong heartbeat; which helped her relax. No more words were spoken between the two for quite sometime. All that was heard were the sports commentators on the TV arguing about a certain hoofball player. Spike slowly ran his claw through her mane; playing with it as he saw fit before breaking the silence. “Twilight?”

“Hmm?”

“I....I spoke to Amethyst earlier today.”

Hearing that news caused Twilight’s eyes to snap open and quickly sit up her breast jiggling as she did. “What did she want?”

“She wanted to apologize for what she did.”

“You didn’t accept it, did you?”

“I didn’t.....I.....I couldn’t.” he explained. “I don’t think i’ll ever be able to forgive her.” Seeing the hurt in his eyes, Twilight slowly moved to lay her entire body on top of Spike; catching the dragon off guard.” T-T-T-T-Twilight?” he stuttered. “W-What are you.......” Spike froze up when Twilight wrapped her arms around his head then rested hers on top of his; unknowingly giving him full view of her cleavage. Spike tried to divert his eyes but found it impossible to do so. He just so mesmerized with Twilight’s large orbs right in his face.

“Spike, you’ve been through so much.” Twilight thought. “I wish there was something I could do to make you feel better.” At that point, Twilight let out a small gasp as she felt a pair of hands groping her round butt. Looking down, she saw that Spike’s eyes were now glowing; indicating that she triggered him. “Spike.” she whispered as the dragon let out a low growl. Twilight placed both hands on each side of Spike’s face and whispered his name, just as he grabbed her shorts and pull them down; revealing her dark purple lace panties. Upon hearing his name, Spike shook his head and snapped out of his trance. Looking up at Twilight and realizing where his hands were, Spike’s eyes widen and quickly removed them with a dark blush on his face. “T-T-Twilight, i’m sorry I........”

Spike was cut of by Twilight’s cute giggling. He turned his head away from her in shame but Twilight forced him to look at her. With a soft smile, Twilight rested her head on top of his while slowly moving her hips to grind against him; causing Spike to gasp. “T-Twilight.” Spike could feel himself about to lose control once again as his eyes started flashing.

“Spike.” Twilight said softly. “If you’re feeling uncomfortable you can tell me.”

Spike shook his head no. “I’m not, it’s just......”

“Just what?”

“ W-what if I lose control? What if I wind up hurting you? What if I----” Twilight gently placed a finger on his lips; stopping him from rambling further.

“And just like I told you at the slumber party, you’re stronger than that.” she said, then gave Spike a soft peck on the cheek. Spike swallowed hard as Twilight buried her face in his neck; her breathing sending chills down his spine. The pair laid there for a while until Twilight spoke up.

“Hey Spike? Your birthday’s next week, any idea on what you want?”

“N-not really no.”

Twilight slowly raised her head to look Spike in the eyes. “Well I know exactly what to get you.” she said in a sultry tone. Twilight took Spike by surprise when she lowered her head and a gently placed her lips onto his. Spike’s head started spinning as he came to realize that this was actually happening to him. Twilight Sparkle was not only kissing him, but she was giving him his very first kiss. Twilight slowly broke the kiss leaving Spike too shocked to say anything.

“Did you like that?” Twilight giggled.

Spike, still in shock, answered by simply nodding.

“Wanna do it again?”

Spike nodded again and Twilight moved back in; pressing her lips against his. Spike’s mind went blank as his eyes glowed. His arms went around Twilight and held her close as she deepened the kiss. Spike’s hands slowly moved back down to Twilight’s perfectly round rear and and grabbed onto it; forcing her to grind harder against the hard bulge in his shorts. Twilight’s soft moans caused Spike’s dragon blood to boil. He squeezed Twilight’s cheeks harder; his fingers digging into the fabric of her panties. Wanting to directly feel her skin, Spike proceeded to pull down her panties but a hand grabbed one of his stopping him. Twilight broke away from the kiss then sat up to look at Spike’s lust driven face. “We're not going that far, mister.” she said.

“Spike, want.” he said in a low growl. Twilight gasped as Spike raised his hips to grind against her. Softly biting her bottom lip, Twilight placed her hand on Spike’s chest and began to grind softly against him meeting his movements; her soft moans began to fill the room. Twilight had leaned back down and started making out with Spike once again. Wanting to take control, Spike started kissing Twilight back, but his inexperience caused her break away from him. Twilight laughed causing Spike’s eyes to revert back to normal. “T-Twi?”

“I’m sorry Spike.” she said snickering. “You really haven’t kiss a girl have you?”

Spike’s face turned red and her turned away from her completely embarrassed. “You don’t have to say it like that.”

The bulge Twilight was grinding against had suddenly disappeared. Realizing that she shouldn’t have laughed, Twilight slowly laid down and gave Spike a small peck on the cheek. “I’m sorry Spike.” she said softly. “I shouldn’t have laughed. If you want, I can teach you.” Spike slowly turned his head back towards Twilight, face still red, and nodded.

Twilight smiled. “But not now, lets get some sleep.” Twilight sat up once again to pull up her shorts, then grabbed the covers and pulled them over both her and Spike. The pair laid in bed, snugged together for a while before Spike spoke up. “Twilight?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I ask you something? It’s about the slumber party.”

“What is it?”

“Why was I chained to the bed?”

Twilight answered by making fake snoring noises. Spike sat up and began shaking her. He wanted to know why he was chained up but it was clear the Twilight did not want to answer.

“Oh come on!” he yelled.