When I Say Good-Bye…
A Humanized Fic by Duke Moon II
Based on My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic

Chapter 2: Private Sessions

Spike panted as he jogged around Faust Field’s track, sweating with each step he took. Physical Education was his last class of the day, and Spike really wanted it to end. Spike was trying to keep up, but he lagged behind the rest of the students and the strain was already getting to him. Though he did recover his energies from his little tryst with Vice Principal Heavenstone, it wasn’t enough to even keep pace. Spike fell to his knees, breathing heavily.

“Hey, Drake!” shouted a voice. “You gonna keep up or do I have to pull up the groundskeeper’s cart and drag your corpse to the locker room!? You got one more lap to go! Get your ass in gear and go! Move it!”

Spike gritted his teeth and got up, immediately recognizing the voice that shouted at him. It was Iris Dash, his Physical Education teacher who was in the distance, her arms folded as she tapped her foot on the ground impatiently. Gathering his strength, he began to jog again at a steady pace. By the time he made his final lap, Spike fell to his knees again.

“Get up,” a voice said bluntly.

Spike rose to his feet and saw that his P.E. teacher, Iris Dash, was standing in front of him, her hands to her hips and a look of disappointment on her face. The woman with shoulder length rainbow hair was tall, athletically built with a few muscles on her, including her legs. She was wearing a light blue jogging suit with white trim that hugged her figure.

“What am I gonna do with you, Mr. Drake?” sighed Iris, shaking her head.

“Guess I must be losing my edge, Ms. Dash,” laughed Spike humorlessly, breathing heavily.

“Spike, you could barely keep up on your best day, and now you just lag behind my other students.” Iris pointed out. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re the only one failing my class.”

“I’m really sorry.” Spike apologized.

“Save it,” said Iris sternly. “Hit the showers and report to my office. We have a lot to talk about.”

“Yes, Ms. Dash,” said Spike glumly, heading towards the nearby locker room.

Iris looked on at Spike as he headed to the locker room with sympathy. Then a smile formed on her face which turned into a wicked grin.

‘I know what that boy needs,’ thought Iris with a chuckle. ‘I just hope he has the strength to give me what I need, too.’

Not much later, Spike sat across Iris’ desk in her office. Spike was nervously twiddling his thumbs as he saw Iris write on some forms and notes. He could tell that Iris had a very bored expression on her face, like she wanted to do something else other than sit around in an office. Spike couldn’t help but smile at the thought, knowing that Iris was a very active woman who kept in shape. He also couldn’t help but take notice of the cleavage the instructor was showing off because she took off her jogging suit top a moment ago and was now in her spandex top.

‘Those are nice,’ thought Spike with a smile. ‘Though Rainbow’s aren’t as big as Luna’s, they’re definitely bigger from years ago.’

“Like what you see, Mr. Drake?” asked Iris teasingly with a smirk, not even bothering to look up.

“Um, sorry, Ms. Dash.” Spike stammered Spike, looking away embarrassed.

“Spike, you can call me Rainbow if you like,” laughed Iris. “We’re alone and we can be friends.”

“Sorry, Rainbow, I… just got distracted,” said Spike sheepishly.

“I’ll bet.” Iris smiled a naughty smile. “Though I think I recall you seeing me in less, right?”

Spike chose not to answer, though his face became flush. Iris couldn’t help but chuckle, knowing that she had her student’s number.

“You’re never going to let me forget that,” said Spike.

“Not in a million years, Mr. Drake,” laughed Iris wickedly. “But then again, you have something to remind you of that, don’t you?”

Again, Spike remained silent, blushing. This made Iris grin wider at her poor student. She shook her head and became serious, folding her arms and looking at Spike intently.

“But seriously, you really need to get that grade up,” Iris said bluntly. “No student of mine is flunking my class.”

“Yeah, Twilight already reminded me of that after her class, and believe me, I’m listening.” Spike said with a smile.

“Good thing Ms. Egghead’s looking out for you,” said Iris with a grin. “Still, I want to make sure you’re taking my class seriously from here on out. Tell you what, I’ll come by your house later on so we can get some tutoring done.”

“You really don’t have to.” Spike said nervously, waving both hands.

“I insist.” Iris said with an eyebrow raised. “Besides, I’ve missed your cooking, and I can’t wait to see what you got lined up for me.”

“Cooking is what got my grades down in the first place,” commented Spike.

“So make something small,” shrugged Iris. “I’ll be there at five. Just be ready, okay?”

“Alright, I’ll tell mom you’re coming over,” said Spike, sighing and relenting to Iris’ request.

Hours later, after finishing his homework and rechecking his work, Spike was in the Drake household family kitchen, making some snack-sized pizzas. As promised, Spike wasn’t making anything too complicated, though he made sure to make every snack-sized pizza with different toppings. Though he felt internally nervous at the fact that one of his teachers was coming over to personally tutor him, Spike felt he could at least be a gracious host once Iris, or as she preferred to be called, Rainbow, arrived. While he took his culinary studies very seriously, Spike really loved putting his skills to work in the kitchen.

Unknown to Spike, his stepmother, Mina Drake, was watching him from the kitchen doorway, leaning on the side. Mina, a blonde-haired woman wearing blue slacks and a purple blouse couldn’t help but smile as she watched her stepson work. She always admired him when he worked on his passion in life, and she noticed that her stepson was working with a spring in his step, meaning that, at least to her, Spike was happy, which made her happy all the same.

‘He’s really something,’ thought Mina, looking at Spike with genuine admiration. ‘Mike and Annie would be so proud of him. Though I do hope his teachers can help him with his grades.’

Mina eyes then went to Spike’s butt, which made her lick her lips. She then shook her head and turned around, biting her finger on her right hand while tugging her blouse with her left hand. Her face was flushed with embarrassment as she sweated.

‘No… what happened between us was a mistake,’ Mina thought frantically. ‘It shouldn’t have happened… poor Spike. What he must really think of me…’

“Mom?” Spike spoke up, startling Mina and making her gasp as she turned to him with a forced smile.

“Spike, I see you’re preparing something for our guest,” said Mina, chuckling nervously.

“It’s just some snack pizzas, mom,” Spike pointed out as he shoved the pizzas into the oven before closing it. “Ms. Dash wanted something quick before she got to work on helping me raise my grade.”

“It has been a while since Ms. Dash has been to our home.” Mina pointed out. “I’m just glad she’s making time to help you.”

“I’m glad, too,” said Spike with a smile. The doorbell rang and Spike said, “That must be her.”

“I’ll get it,” said Mina as she went to the front door and opened, revealing that it was Iris Dash, dressed in a cut-off blue shirt and sweatpants with a duffel bag slung over her shoulder. Mina then greeted her, “Hello, Ms. Dash. I’m glad you could make it.”

“Hey, Mrs. Drake,” greeted Iris. “Your son is expecting me.”

“Please, come in,” said Mina, leading Iris in. “I hope this isn’t an inconvenience, Ms. Dash. I know you’re busy with other things.”

“Hey, don’t sweat it, Mrs. Drake,” assured Iris with confidence. “Once I’m done, your son will be a shooting star.”

“Glad to hear it,” smiled Mina. She then looked at her watch and exclaimed, “Oh, I’m meeting a few friends at a book club! I’m going to be so late!”

“Get going, I got this,” said Iris, waving. “Just watch out for paper cuts, ok?”

“See you later, Ms. Dash,” waved Mina as she grabbed her purse and car keys. She then called out Spike, “Be good, Spike! Listen to everything Ms. Dash says!”

“I will, mom!” Spike called out from the kitchen.

Iris watched as Mina made her way to her car. As soon as Mina got in and drove away, Iris made one last wave before turning her head and looked at Spike with a predatory smirk. The boy had his back turned and was washing the dishes in the kitchen. Iris closed the door quietly and tiptoed to the kitchen. As she got close, Iris glomped on Spike, surprising him as she pressed her breasts to his back.

“Have I ever told you how much of a MILF your mom is?” Iris asked next to Spike’s ear.

“Rainbow!” Spike exclaimed as he dropped the plate and the sponge in the sink.

“C’mon, let’s go over a few things while the pizzas cook,” said Iris as she dragged Spike away from the kitchen.

It had been more than an hour since Iris arrived, and she and Spike were sitting at the dinner table. Spike had eaten his share of the snacks and was currently looking over Iris’ notes for his exercise regimen, while Iris herself kept on scarfing the remainder of the snacks. Spike looked over at Iris and chuckled as she pigged out. It was satisfying that his work was being appreciated, especially by such a close friend. He shook his head and started going over his exercise regimen again. Spike’s thoughts were immediately interrupted when Iris let out a big belch, which made the young man laugh.

“Excuse you, Ms. Dash,” said Spike in amusement.

“Sorry Spike, I couldn’t help myself,” said Iris, blushing. “I just missed eating something you made so much that I had to have it in my mouth.”

“I’m just glad you liked it,” said Spike genuinely.

“Yeah, well we better get down to business,” said Iris, swallowing the last of the snacks. “How about we continue this in your room?”

“I’ll lead the way,” he said as he got up and went for the stairs, Iris following.

As Spike went up the stairs, Iris couldn’t help but admire Spike’s behind, blowing it a kiss as she licked her lips.

Spike led Iris to his room and, acting like a gentleman, let her in first before going in himself. The room was actually pretty small, but not so cramped that there was little room to move. There was single bed, a bookshelf with a few trade comics and novels, and a few posters featuring various superheroines. There were also a few action figures on the a couple of shelves on the wall. It’s what one would call a modest room with some comfort.

Iris whistled as she put down her duffel bag and said, “Guess there are some things that don’t change with you, Mr. Drake. Even after all these years, you’re still into girls in tights.”

“Yeah, well I guess I’m still a kid in some aspects,” said Spike, rubbing the back of his head.

Spike was then caught off guard when Iris pulled off her shirt and pulled down her sweatpants, revealing her in a tight exercise ensemble, which consisted of a tight blue-strapped top and tight spandex shorts that really showed off her figure. Spike couldn’t help but stare and drool at his teacher, taking in the sight.

Iris, noticing Spike’s reaction, smirked as she bent down in front of him, showing off her cleavage.

‘I really got him now,’ thought Iris, looking down at Spike’s crotch and noticing that his manhood had hardened considerably. ‘Yeah, he’s into me. No more fapping to an old photo of teenage me for him.’

“We should get started with a few stretches, Spike,” pointed out Iris.

“Oh, right,” said Spike shaking his head. “Um, I’ll just get my gym gear and-

“No need, you can do it in your boxers,” said Iris bluntly, cutting him off.

“Rainbow-” Spike protested embarrassingly.

“No arguments, Mr. Drake,” said Iris sternly. “Take them off or…say Spike, how about if I take them off for you?”

“That’s not really necessary,” stammered Spike.

Iris made a shushing sound as she placed her finger on Spike’s lips, silencing him. She then went to her knees and untied his shoes, then tossed them over her shoulders. Spike went stiff as Iris pulled his pants down. She got an eyeful at the bulge that was only covered by Spike’s boxers. Iris gave the bulge a nuzzle as she discarded Spike’s pants. She then got up and faced the young man, giving him a smirk before kissing him, wrapping her arms around Spike’s neck.

‘Oh, man,’ thought Spike as he moaned into Iris’ kiss. ‘I guess this is what Rainbow wanted to do all this time. I knew she loved to tease me, but this…oh, her tongue’s in my mouth…’

‘You’re all mine, kid,’ thought Iris as she deepened the kiss. Her hand then made its way towards his manhood. ‘Be grateful that I’m going to be your first.’

Spike felt like he was losing control. As he responded to Iris’ kiss, Spike also felt his teacher’s breasts press up to him. What Spike also felt was Iris grinding her womanhood to his already-swollen length. He felt like he was going to burst unless he took control of the situation.

‘Control,’ thought Spike in a haze of pleasure.

Spike thought back to hours earlier, before his last class of the day.

Spike, closing his locker with his gym gear in his bag, was making his way to Faust Field, his last class of the day being Physical Education. He was about to head out of the building when he saw Vice Principal Luna, leaning on the side of the entrance with her arms folded, a pleased expression on her face. Spike immediately recalled what the two had shared hours earlier, which made him blush and smile. He was just glad their second time making love was a better experience than the first. Spike approached Luna and waved, to which Luna waved back with a smile.

“Hello there, my student.” Luna greeted.

“Hey there, Vice Principal Heavenstone.” Spike greeted. “Lovely afternoon, isn’t it?”

“Indeed it is.” Luna nodded. “So I take it that P.E. is your last class of the day.”

“Yeah, with Ms. Dash,” sighed Spike. “I can’t believe I’m flunking her class, too. She’s really getting on me to pass her class.”

“Ms. Dash does seem to be a take-charge type of woman,” commented Luna. “Always wanting to be on top of things and never letting up. Always wanting to be in control and wanting everyone to know who is top dog. I wonder…”

“Vice Principal?” asked Spike in wonder.

Luna leaned close to Spike’s ear and whispered, “I think that when the opportunity arises, you should take control. Let her know what it feels like to have no control and make her feel like she came in second.”

Spike gasped at Luna’s suggestion and whispered, “Luna… I’m not going to hurt her, not like I did you.”

“You’re not going to hurt Ms. Dash, Spike.” Luna assured. “You’re just going to take the lead… and not let up.”

Back in the present situation, Spike took Luna’s words to action as he closed his bedroom door and managed to turn Iris around, backed her against the closed door, and thoroughly kissed her back, surprising the gym teacher. Spike further deepened the kiss as he grabbed Iris by the back of her head. He became even bolder as his other hand traveled down Iris’ body and started stroking her womanhood furiously through the tight fabric.

‘Wha… what’s going on…’ thought Iris frantically, losing herself to pleasure. ‘I’m supposed to be the… oh, no… I’m going to come… oh my God, I’m going to come…’

Iris lost herself and in a few seconds orgasmed, moistening her sex and dampening her shorts. She moaned into Spike’s mouth and her body stiffened until she fell to floor. Iris was panting heavily as her body felt sensitive. She looked at Spike, who had his arms folded with a playfully disappointed look on his face.

“I guess this is what you had in mind all along.” Spike chided. “You really didn’t care about my grade at all.”

“No… I do care, it’s just… I wanted to have some fun, that’s all,” said Iris shaking her head.

“Really,” said Spike doubtfully. He then went to Iris’ duffel bag and began to rummage through it. “I wonder what else you had in mind for me…oh.”

Spike took out pair of handcuffs from Iris’ duffel bag and looked them in wonder. He then looked at Iris and smirked, making his teacher sweat and chuckle nervously. Spike then approached Iris, knelt down in front of her, put her hands behind her back and put the handcuffs on each of her wrist. He then stood up, towering over Iris, feeling dominant.

Iris struggled with the handcuffs but knew it was no use. She was very surprised by how Spike was acting towards her, which made her feel a bit apprehensive of what her student might do next. Iris also felt her sex moisten her tights again at the prospect, making Iris really wanting to know what Spike had in store for her. She then felt Spike’s boxer-covered manhood rubbing her face, making her moan.

“You really want this, don’t you Ms. Dash?” asked Spike with a smile. He saw that Iris looked up at him and nodded. “Well then…why not pull my boxers down and get it?”

Iris frowned at Spike and looked back her handcuffed hands for emphasis. Spike chuckled, running his hand over Iris’ hair and said, “Use you mouth to pull them down.”

Iris pouted as she bit into Spike’s boxers, pulling on the waist band with her teeth. She struggled as she tugged Spike’s boxers until she was able pull them down, unleashing Spike’s manhood, which was at full mast. She drooled at the sight and eagerly started to lick the tip. She then ran her tongue along the sides of Spike’s shaft, enjoying the taste. Iris then opened her mouth widely and took one of Spike’s balls into her mouth, moaning as she suckled on it.

‘Wow…Rainbow’s really good at this,’ Spike thought, moaning at Iris’ actions. ‘She truly is an experienced woman. Though I think she’s usually the aggressor at this sort of thing… oh man, I gotta keep it together. Don’t want to burst too soon…’

Iris, after suckling on both of Spike’s testicles, shoved Spike’s length down her throat. She moaned as she bobbed her head on Spike’s manhood, sucking and tasting it inside her mouth. She then felt Spike’s hands grab the back of her head so she could keep her in place and her mouth wouldn’t let go of his shaft. Iris heard Spike grunt with each passing thrust, knowing her student was close to orgasm. She could feel that her nipples had hardened under the fabric of her top and her shorts were more drenched than before. With her hands bound by the handcuffs, Iris couldn’t play with herself, which frustrated her. Still, she enjoyed the taste of Spike’s manhood and continued to shove it inside her mouth.

‘Spike, please come in my mouth,’ Iris mentally begged. ‘I want every last drop of your cum.’

Iris got what she wanted as Spike made one final thrust and climaxed inside her mouth. She made every effort to swallow every last drop of his semen. Iris did it in one gulp, enjoying the taste. In a loud pop, Iris let of Spike’s manhood, breathing heavily trying to catch her breath. She instinctively licked any remaining semen from her lips and savored the taste. Iris looked up at Spike and saw that he was also trying to catch his breath. She also saw pleased look on his face, which made her smile.

Spike, regaining his senses, went to his knees and picked up Iris in his arms. He carried her to his bed and gently laid her down on her side, her back to him. Spike smiled as he ran his hand all over her well toned body, making Iris shiver. He then pulled Iris’ top upward, revealing her breasts. Spike then pulled Iris’ damp shorts down, her womanhood now exposed.

“How about we do some stretches, huh?” Spike asked into Iris’ ear.

Iris nodded and stuck her left leg straight up. She then felt Spike run his hands all over her leg, as if being massaged by an experienced masseur. Iris felt Spike’s tongue licking her calf, running it up and down. She sighed at the sensation and giggled as she felt Spike slide his tongue to her thigh. Unfortunately for Iris, Spike stopped short of her slit, choosing to tease her as he continued to run his tongue on her inner thigh.

‘Bastard,’ Iris thought, gritting her teeth in frustration. ‘I’m aching down there! Just give it to me!’

“Other leg, Rainbow,” ordered Spike.

Iris complied, turning to her other side and sticking her right leg up. Spike treated this leg like the other, though he took a bit more time licking and kissing her entire right leg. Though Iris moaned in pleasure at the treatment Spike was giving her, she still wanted the young man to lick her womanhood. It almost made her cry whenever her student denied her such a pleasant reward.

“Alright, Ms. Dash,” spoke Spike again. “Let’s see how much you can spread those awesome legs of yours.”

Iris moved to sit up on the bed. She did as Spike told and spread her legs wide open, her wet womanhood dripping juices. Iris then saw Spike move his head towards her slit and waited in anticipation. She frowned as Spike denied her again, choosing to lick very close to her slit. Though it felt very nice, Iris wanted more.

Spike stopped his licking and got off the bed. He went towards the doorway and he picked his boxers from the floor. Spike made way towards the bed again and stuck his boxers inside her mouth, gagging her.

Iris made sounds of protest, but they went unheeded. She then felt Spike lick inside her slit while playing with her clit, effectively cutting off any further protest, moaning and giving in to the pleasure. Iris felt helpless and excited as she arched her back as Spike had his way with her. She loved how much Spike was pleasuring her, and she was getting close to release.

‘He’s so good at this,’ Iris thought, her face flushed as she moaned. ‘It’s almost as if…’

Iris’ eyes went wide in shock. The way that Spike was being so forceful and the fact that he was being so dominant. She was cuffed and gagged, helpless as Spike had his way with her. The fact that Spike knew what to do with her. Iris, for as far as she knew Spike, was only exposed to one naked body, and the only naked picture she knew Spike to have was that of her eighteen-year-old self. She had never known of Spike owning pornographic material, not even a magazine. Yet here she was, being owned by her student like a beast in heat.

There was only one conclusion she thought of, and it made her whimper and cry. Spike wasn’t a virgin. Some other girl had got him before her.

‘No… this isn’t fair,’ Iris thought as she sobbed, tears streaming from her eyes. ‘I was supposed to break him in, not some teenage floozy or…’

Iris’ mind filled with dread as she conjured up an image of her friend and fellow teacher, Twilight Sparkle, naked and having her way with Spike. She sobbed in disbelief at the very thought of her friend breaking Spike in. She shut her eyes, more tears streaming down her cheeks.

‘I’m going to kill you, Twilight,’ thought Iris, half raging, half despairing. ‘God damn it, I’m going to kill you!’

“Rainbow,” Spike spoke lightly, which startled Iris. He looked at her tear stricken face with concern and asked, “Are you okay?”

Iris nodded firmly, making Spike sigh in relief. He then asked lovingly, “I bet you want to be on top now, don’t you?”

Iris nodded again to answer. Spike smiled and motioned Iris to get up from the bed, which she did. He then lay on his back and waited for Iris to get on top, which she did in a heartbeat, lowering herself on Spike’s shaft. Iris slowly took Spike’s length inside her womanhood, feeling every inch of it.

‘Wow, she’s tight!’ thought Spike as he cringed. ‘She’s got a lot of muscle there. No surprise there, her being a gym teacher.’

Spike proceeded to grab Iris by the hips and thrusted into her, making the woman squirm and moan. He watched her lovingly as she made sounds of pleasure, her moans and screams muffled by his boxers in her mouth. Spike couldn’t help but observe Iris’s mounds go up and down with each thrust he made. His thrusts became more aggressive at the sight of Iris, his gym teacher, in the heat of passion, bound by handcuffs and forced to experience being possessed and coveted. Spike sat up and took Iris’ right breast in his mouth, making the woman squeal. He started to thrust faster into her, feeling very close to climax as he basically masticated on Iris’ breast.

‘No…it’s too much,’ thought Iris blissfully, arching her back at the sensation of being plowed and having her breast being chewed on. ‘Please, Spike…come inside me. Make me yours. I’m begging you, make me feel it.’

Iris climaxed, screaming a muffled scream. She also felt Spike make one final thrust and felt him orgasm inside her. She felt Spike’s juices flow inside her, feeling very happy at the sensation. Iris spat Spike’s boxers from her mouth and panted heavily, finally coming down from her high. She then looked at Spike, who was also panting, knowing that he was spent. She instantly felt Spike’s lips on hers, quickly surrendering to his kiss. She wanted to wrap her arms around the young man, but with her wrists cuffed, she couldn’t. Not that she minded as long as Spike was the one to possess her. The two lovers let go of the lip lock and stared at each other with affection.

“Spike… the way you had me like that,” started Iris as she breathed heavily. “The way you just took me and had me all helpless and at your mercy… it was… awesome!”

“You mean it?” asked Spike hopefully.

“Yeah,” smiled Iris genuinely. “Though my wrists are getting a little itchy from the cuffs, so...”

“Oh, sorry,” apologized Spike as he disengaged from Iris. He went to her duffle bag and searched for the keys. He found them, went to Iris, and freed her from her bonds. He then found himself in Iris’ arms, knocking him down on his back to the bed, snuggling up to him happily, her sweaty body mashing up to his.

“You’re the best, Mr. Drake,” Iris sighed.

“So are you, Ms. Dash,” Spike responded.

A little later in the evening, Spike and Iris were downstairs on the couch, watching sports highlights on the television, having taken a shower together and dressed up earlier. Spike was watching the highlights though, Iris only watched them with little interest. Her mind was still on the lovemaking session she and Spike had and how much she loved being Spike’s toy. Still, in the back of her mind, it saddened her that she didn’t get Spike first. Iris felt cheated, frowning at the thought of the woman she suspected of getting to Spike first.

‘Damn you, Twilight,’ thought Iris angrily.

“Rainbow,” spoke Spike, looking at Iris curiously. “Is something wrong?”

“It’s nothing, Spike,” answered Iris with a sigh. “Just… just a bit pissed that someone took you before I got to you first.”

“Oh, that I…” Spike trailed off as he blushed.

“No, Spike, it’s okay,” assured Iris as he looked at Spike with a smile. “It’s kinda silly of me to think you were going to be a shy little virgin.”

Both Spike and Iris remained in awkward silence, not knowing what else to say.

Finally, Iris spoke, “Look, you don’t have to tell me who it was. All I can say is that she was lucky to have you.”

Spike could only smile awkwardly at that. He really wouldn’t exactly call his first time with Luna lucky, but at least he and the vice principal made up for it with a great second time.

“Just… promise me that this won’t be a one time deal,” said Iris hopefully.

“You mean…really, Rainbow?” asked Spike.

“Yeah, like I’m passing up riding on this again,” Iris said naughtily as she grabbed hold of Spike’s member, making the young man blush.

The couple then heard the front door open and quickly separated from each other. Mina had come home from her book club and greeted them.

“Hey, you two,” said Mina cheerfully. “Taking a break from school work?”

“Yeah, Mrs. Drake,” answered Iris while ruffling Spike’s hair. “Your son’s grade is a sure thing, so I wouldn’t worry about him.”

“Oh, good,” Mina said in relief. “I really do worry about my son, but I’m glad he has a dutiful teacher looking out for him.”

“That she is, mom,” Spike agreed.

“Well, I gotta go,” said Iris, getting grabbing her duffle bag. “I’ll see you at class tomorrow, Spike.”

“Will do, Ms. Dash,” said Spike, waving Iris goodbye.

“Take care, Ms. Dash,” said Mina.

“You too, Mrs. Drake,” said Iris as she went out the door, closing the door behind her.

“She really is something, that Ms. Dash,” said Mina with a smile.

“Yeah, that she is,” said Spike fondly. He yawned and said, “Well, I’m sleepy. Better get some sleep. Big day tomorrow.”

“Good night, Spike,” said Mina, giving Spike a kiss on the cheek.

“Night, mom,” Spike said as he bounded up the stairs.

As Spike entered his room, he couldn’t help but smile. Laying down on the bed, pleased with himself, Spike was looking forward to more fun with the girls in his life. Maybe he would take Iris on another romp and maybe even get another shot at Luna. Or maybe, just maybe, Twilight would be next. Spike was really looking forward to the next coming months with eager anticipation.

‘Guess I’m going to have me some fun,’ thought Spike with a smirk.

Author's Note

Steamy, right? Thanks to F14M3RZ and Wildcard25 for prereading and editing duties.