The fire crackled in the hearth on one quiet Hearth’s Warming Eve night. On a nearby couch cuddled the rather odd couple of a purple and green Dragon and a Unicorn with white fur and a curly, purple and pink mane and tail.
“Have I mentioned how much I love you?” asked Spike.
“Not really. Only at least once every day for the past week,” said Sweetie Belle. “By the way, have I mentioned how ugly that sweater you’re wearing is?”
The sweater in question was purple, just like Spike himself, with images of snowflakes, Reindeer, evergreen trees, and even a green Dragon on the back.
“Hey, it was an early Hearth’s Warming gift from Rarity. I might have grown out of my crush on her years ago, but she’s one of my best friends. Besides, it’s not like I can pull off that getup.”
Spike was referring to Sweetie’s choice in clothing; a red, velvet dress with a cotton trim that her sister had made for her. On her head was a matching Santa hat.
“If only you were a dragoness instead of a drake,” joked Sweetie.
“Heh, yeah, if only,” chuckled Spike.
Beside the fireplace, a grandfather clock rung 8:00.
“Oh my. That late already? I should get home.”
“You sure you want to go outside in this weather?” Spike asked.
Outside, snow was falling at an astonishing rate. I guess you could say the weather outside was frightful.
“I’m sure I’ll be fine. It’s not like this is my first snowstorm.”
“Alright. Be careful out there.”
“I will.”
The two love bird kissed before getting up from the couch and making their way towards the front door of Twilight’s castle.
Once in the great hall, Sweetie grabbed her coat from the coat rack, and put on her snow boots.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, Spike,” Sweetie said, kissing him one last time.
“Good night.”
Sweetie opened the door, letting in a wind so fierce it blew Sweetie’s hat right off her head. She quickly closed the door back up.
“Okay, maybe I shouldn’t go out there, at least not tonight,” said Sweetie. “Is it okay if I stay over?”
“Of course. I’m sure Twilight or Starlight wouldn’t mind letting you borrow some pajamas, though I’m not sure if either have any that are your size.”
“Oh, that’s alright. I don’t need pyjamas. I usually just sleep in the nude.”
“You do?”
“Yeah. I haven’t slept in pajamas since I was fourteen. Well, unless I had to.”
“Okay, I just don’t think either Twilight or Starlight would like it much if they found you asleep naked on the couch.”
“I guess you’re right. Maybe I should sleep with you.”
“I don’t see why not. It was going to happen eventually, I guess.”
One hour later…
Spike sat on his bed in his pajamas, which were really just a pair of blue plaid pajama pants. His lack of a shirt allowed him to show off his modest six pack, something her loved to show the mares at the beach. But tonight the only mare that he would showing off to tonight would be Sweetie Belle.
Spike was waiting for Sweetie to finish up with her shower. When at last she did, she walked into Spike’s room, a towel covering her mane and the rest of her body was completely bare. And if the speechless expression on Spike’s face was any indication, Sweetie was incredibly, undeniably sexy.
“Wow,’” said Spike.
“You like?” asked Sweetie, blushing.
“I love. You are stunning.”
Sweetie’s attention was drawn lower on Spike body, prompting Spike to look down and notice that a tent had formed in his pants. Spike blush in embarrassment.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
“Oh don’t be. It’s not like you can control it. It’s just a natural reaction.”
“It’s still embarrassing.”
A rather intimate idea popped into Sweetie’s. She removed the towel from her head, letting her curly hair fall free. “Well, maybe I can help with that.” A flirtatious tone could be heard in Sweetie’s voice.
“Heh? What do you mean?” Spike asked nervously.
“Just relax.”
Sweetie crawled onto Spike’s bed. She leaned forward and locked lips with Spike. The two continued on with their make-out session for almost five minutes. Sometime during that, Sweetie had removed Spike’s pajama pants and his boxer briefs, revealing his admirable ten inch cock.
“You know, they say that size doesn’t matter, but it sure doesn’t hurt either,” said Sweetie.
“I guess you’re right. But are you sure you want to do this?”
Sweetie nodded. “Yes, I’m sure. This is both of our first times, I assume. I know it’s my first. I just want it to be special.”
“How do you suggest we do this, then?”
“I think I have an idea.”
Sweetie lowered herself down to Spike’s crotch and began to stroke his rock hard Dragon cock.
A moan escaped Spike’s mouth at the feeling of foreign fingers stroking him off.
“Feel good?” asked Sweetie.
“Yes,” answered Spike.
“Great.”
Sweetie kissed the tip of Spike’s dick, and started to suck on it. She bobbed her head up and down on it, taking in a bit more each time until her she’s swallowed every inch of it. And she kept going. The more she bobbed her head, the faster Spike approached his climax.
“Sweetie, I’m gonna cum!” Spike said.
This only prompted Sweetie to increase her pace. Within a matter of seconds, Spike reached his limit.
“Sweetie, I’m cumming!” he said, as he shot his hot Dragon spunk into Sweetie’s eager mouth. She easily swallowed all of his cum, without letting a drop leak out.
Spike withdrew his cock from Sweetie’s mouth.
“Oh, Spike, you taste great,” said Sweetie. “Salty, but not too salty. And with a little spice to it.”
“Good to know. Now, I believe it’s my turn to pleasure you.”
“Ooh, someone’s eager. How about you be on top.”
“I don’t see why not.”
Spike and Sweetie switched positions so that Sweetie lay on her back on the bed and Spike was propped up on his arms over her, lining up his dick with her virgin pussy.
“I’ll go slowly at first, okay?”
“Alright.”
Spike pushed his cock into Sweetie’s pussy slowly. He pushed it in a couple inches before almost completely withdrawing. Then he pushed it back in a little bit more before withdrawing. He repeated this process, gradually increasing in speed, until eventually he was completely buried in her.
It was at this time that Spike noticed Sweetie’s lack of a hymen.
“Are you sure this is your first time?”
“Yes. I, ahh, tore my hymen when I crashed, ahh, into a fence post when I was ten,” Sweetie said between moans.
“I didn’t even know that was even possible.”
“Neither did I. Now, are we making love or not?”
“Look who’s eager now.” Spike continued pushing in and out of Sweetie Belle.
The two continued romping for several more minutes. Soon, they both started approaching their climaxes.
“Spike, I’m close!”
“So am I!”
“Then don’t hold back! Cum inside me!”
“Alright, hold on.” Spike increased his pace greatly, letting his instincts take over as he rutted Sweetie.
“Oh, yes! Oh, Spike, I love you! Yes! Yes!” Sweetie shouted. “Oh, Spike!”
At last, both Spike and Sweetie had reached their limit. Spike could hold it back any longer and released his load inside Sweetie. He pumped so much cuminto Sweetie’s eager womb that a little big leaked out.
Sweetie came simultaneously with Spike, mixing her juices with his semen, and making her eyes roll back in her head and her tongue lolled out the side of her mouth.
Eventually, Spike and Sweetie came down from their orgasmic highs. Spike withdrew from Sweetie completely, allowing some of his cum to leak out, and collapsed beside Sweetie, a satisfied look on his face. Sweetie used her magic to levitate the covers over their naked bodies.
“I love you,” said Spike.
“I love you too,” said Sweetie.
“Would you say that this has been the best Hearth’s Warming ever?”
“Easily. I can’t think of any way this could be topped.”
“Me either.”
The two kissed each other one last time before they settled in for a long winter’s nap.
Bonus Chapter: The Gift That Keeps on Giving (No Clop)
Days later…
Most of the ponies in Ponyville were gathered at Twilight’s castle, practically counting down the seconds until midnight. Why? The answer is obvious: because it was New Year’s Eve!
Spike and Sweetie both sat on the couch in the living room. Spike was having a conversation with Scootaloo about the latest hoofball game, and Sweetie was just watching uncomfortably as Apple Bloom and her coltfriend Tender Taps were making out.
“Come on, guys, get a room,” said Sweetie.
“Sorry, Sweetie. Ah guess we jest can’t keep our hands to ourselves,” said Apple Bloom.
“Could you at least try? Or at least go find an empty closet or something before you two start sucking face again?”
“Alright, fine. We keep the ‘sucking face’ to minimum,” said Tender.
“Thank you.”
“So, how are you and Spike doing?” Tender asked.
“Great,” answered Sweetie. “Though, funny you should ask that.”
“What do ya mean?” asked Apple Bloom.
“Well, you see…” Sweetie whispered into their ears.
Both Bloom and Tender reacted in mild surprise.
“Oh, well, that’s big news,” said Tender.
“Yeah. Ah knew ya’ll were had gone a long ways in yer relationship, as have Tender an’ Ah, but not even we have gone that far yet,” said Apple Bloom.
“Yeah, well it just kind of happened.”
“We understand. You’re young and in love. It’s only natural that you’d want to take the next step,” said Tender.
Sweetie nodded, glad one of her best friends knew and understood.
The night continued as one would expect. Everyone had fun, waiting for the ball to drop in Manehatten and the new year to begin.
By 11:00, Spike found himself, Scootaloo, and Scootaloo’s coltfriend, Pipsqueak, all by the snack table. “So, Scoots, Pip, how are you two doing? As a couple, I mean,” said Spike.
“Oh, well, we aren’t really a couple so much as just dating,” explained Pipsqueak.
“How about you and Sweetie?” asked Scootaloo.
“Awesome. Things honestly couldn’t be better. In fact…” Spike whispered into their ears.
“Oh my Faust!” exclaimed Scootaloo. “That’s great!”
“Not just great,” said Pipsqueak. “That’s bloody fantastic!”
Spike nodded, a small grin on his face.
This was going to be a night to remember, for both of Spike and Sweetie, and in more ways than one.
At long last, midnight, and the new year, was almost here. Spike was in the grand hall, looking for Sweetie. Likewise, Sweetie was in the grand hall, looking for Spike.
The two did eventually find each other, just in time for midnight.
“There you are, Spike. There’s something I need to tell you.”
“Me first. There’s something I want to ask you. But can we wait for midnight? It’s kind of of important.”
“Alright, everyone!” shouted Twilight from the balcony. “Just twenty seconds left until the new year! You all ready to count down? Good!” Twilight cast a spell, creating a screen made of magic. On the screen was Time Square in Manehatten. Atop a building, rest the New Year’s ball.
Finally, the ball began to descend.
“Ten...Nine...Eight…,” everypony began.
“Sweetie, I love you,” said Spike.
“Seven...Six...Five…,” the crowd continued.
“And I want to spend the rest of my life with you,” Spike continued, pulling a small black box out of his pocket.
“Four...Three...Two…”
“And so I was wondering…” Spike got down on one knee and opened the box, revealing a beautiful diamond ring.
“One...Happy New Year!”
“If wanted to marry me?”
While everyone around them was partying, Sweetie was speechless.
“Spike, I-,” Sweetie said. “Of course I want to marry you.” Sweetie took the ring from the box and placed it on her finger. Then she embraced Spike in a big hug, kissing him on the lips.
When the two finished their hug, Spike asked, “So what was it you wanted to tell me?”
“I just wanted to thank you for my Hearth’s Warming gift.”
“Didn’t you already thank me for the charm bracelet?”
“Yes, but I wasn’t referring to the bracelet.”
“Then what were you referring to?” Spike asked, before realizing what she meant. “Oh.”
“Spike, I’m pregnant.”
