(Note: This story is a paid commission, and may or may not represent the views or interests of the author. Story contains m/m activity and clean diaper play. If this sort of interaction is not your cup of tea, consider moving on.)

Equestria in autumn is a time ruled by mottled sunshine, low-hanging clouds pregnant with the promise of snow, and warm, stiff breezes – kissed in all the right places by a brisk chill sufficient to make a hot mug of apple cider sound that much more soothing. Years hence, a calm has settled over the Crystal Empire, affording Shining Armor's family an annual visit to spend time with their in-laws in the sleepy hamlet of Ponyville.

Amidst a weekend of sport and the celebration of harvest time, a private moment set against an unexpected backdrop leads a certain stallion down a new rabbit hole of discovery, into the scaly arms of an old friend.

Commissioned by: SunnySideJerk
(Artistic liberties that seemed apropos at the time have been taken with Spike's tongue. Isn't that a bizarre sentence? He has also been aged up, despite the cover image. Enjoy!)