Author's Note

Warning; Minor clop and brief period of uncomfy mentions of rape and prostitution. Have fun.

Humble Beginnings

Gilda gave a soft sigh, the sound of the music erupting from the large speakers. She was in a club, hanging with Rainbow Dash. The two had made up and Gilda apologized to that annoying, pink haired woman. It was her idea that Rainbow Dash and her should go to the club, and she had to admit, these people knew how to party.

She was on the second floor with the rainbow haired woman, drinking the cider the club provided. Sure, the alcohol didn't even get a buzz out of her, but Rainbow was slurring and giggling. The drunk woman was talking, but Gilda had drowned her out, taking a large gulp from her drink. To be honest, she had not been in a party mood, but she did enjoy the music and the company.

"Hey, Gilda, you listenin'?!" Rainbow asked, hiccuping loudly as she eyed the white haired woman.

"Yeah, I'm listening." Gilda asked, rolling her eyes, but Rainbow Dash gave a large grin, her cheeks flushed.

"Like I was saying, that big dragon thing was rampaging all over town." Rainbow Dash said, hiccuping at the end of her sentence. "And it was greedy. I mean, it pretty much stole half of the town! And of course, being the baddest bitch there, I started to fly around him, distracting him!"

"Uh-huh."

"And then he like, put all his shit into a cave or something, for some reason. Then, he-" She gave a loud hiccup, her cheeks flushed from the drink, then continued on, "Then, it turns out that the dragon was cute little Spike!"

Gilda raised her eyebrow at his name, her yellow eyes full of curiosity. "Spike?" She had only heard his name mentioned, but the boy was dragon blooded?

"Yeah, Spike. Little kid with the green hair and tail. He's such a cute kid, but not really my type."

Gilda rolled her eyes, then drank from her cup, only to hear Rainbow Dash give a giggle, then say, "Kid's got heart though. Too bad-" She hiccuped, interrupting herself, then continued as if nothing happened, "Rarity won't give him the time of day."

Gilda chuckled, then took a long gulp of her drink, then asked, "Why? He not man enough for her?"

"He's young, but legal. She just...I dunno, guess she isn't into him or somethin'. Dunno why. Kid's smart, funny, and he is quite the looker. Doesn't hurt that he's got a big dick too."

Gilda choked on her drink, coughing violently, causing Rainbow to guffaw, everyone else ignoring them, seeing as how it was a common sight. Gilda slammed her fists into her chest, Rainbow in tears. Once Gilda had calmed down, Rainbow wiped her eyes and drank greedily from her cup.

"And...uhm...how would you know that?" Gilda asked, blushing at the thought of her friend with a younger man.

"I walked in when he was in the shower. He didn't see or hear me, but damn that kid is packin'!" Rainbow Dash said, then pulled her phone out, giggling in her hand, an evil grin on her face. "I took a picture, wanna see?"

"Dash!"

"What? Not like I'm gonna post them anywhere!" She hiccuped, then gave a smirk, rolling her eyes. "Unless you wanna claim him as your own or something like that." Gilda opened her mouth to retort, when Rainbow Dash looked around, then giggled, saying, "Speak of the devil..."

Gilda looked down, seeing a smaller...man? It looked more like a young boy, but he stuck out of the crowd like a sore thumb. His emerald hair was spikey, and somehow Gilda knew that he did nothing to it. Behind him was a purple tail, almost dragging on the ground, but was raised, a spade at the end. From here, she could make out his smile, his fangs poking out of his mouth.

He was currently talking to an older woman, one Gilda did not recognize, and took notice of his eyes. They were almost glowing in the low light, being emerald in color, and Gilda felt her heart flutter at the sight. His pupils seemed normal from here, but from what Gilda could tell, they seemed almost snake like at the top and bottom of his pupils. Her gaze traveled down to see him wearing a purple hoodie, his hands in his pockets, and loose pants.

She blinked at her thoughts, almost undressing him with her mind, before sipping from her drink. He looked really young, but she knew dragon bloods lived for centuries, and he was only eighteen. The young man, Spike, seemed to give a nervous smile and walked out, the heads of a quite a few women traveling with him, as if he were some kind of toy they wanted to play with.

Gilda felt her fury begin to surface, before she took a deep breath, calming herself down. She grabbed some bits and put them on the table, downing the rest of her cup, and got up, saying, "Nice catching up, Dash. Same time next week?"

Rainbow Dash waved her off and said in a tone too loud, "Yeah, yeah, just make sure he wears protection! I don't wanna be an aunt just yet!"

Gilda rolled her eyes, then walked down the steps, Rainbow Dash grinning like a mad woman at her, before drinking out of her cup, saying to herself, "About time. Thought she'd never get laid."

Gilda opened the door, the cool night air biting her skin, the sky full of stars and constellations. She gave a smile, looking up at the full moon. It's glow lit the streets of the town, the crystal castle in the distance nothing more than a silhouette in the dark. The door closed behind her, the music still playing, muffled by the walls. She shivered, thinking about how she should have brought a coat.

She glanced around, before spotting the spaded end of the dragon blood's tail disappear behind a building. Blowing into her hands, she started to set after him, rubbing her arms a little. It was fall, and already the chilly nights have proved it was here. She was lucky, the weather team was going to start a storm tomorrow and let it rain for a couple of days.

If she waited, she'd never find him again...unless she asked Dash, but her pride would never allow that to happen. She bit on her lip, turning around another corner, seeing his tail disappear around another, quickly following him. She almost laughed at the situation; she, one of the toughest women around was chasing a boy to talk and get to know him.

She noticed he was walking into a park like area, the houses being replaced with benches and lamps lighting the place up. She looked around, confused as to where he went. She spotted a dark figure going around a tree, and started to slowly sneak up on said figure. She leaned around the tree, only to suppress a growl, seeing three figures; One was holding the other up, and the third had a glinting object in her hand.

"Hey there, little boy." One voice rang out, and Gilda noted both figures were female, and one was holding Spike against the tree. "What's a cute little thing like you doing out here all by yourself?"

"J-just having a walk." Spike replied, Gilda quietly running to another tree, hugging her body against it, a plan forming in her mind.

"Just having a walk?" The second asked, the glinting object held firm in her hand; a knife, Gilda deduced, the plan quietly changing at the presence of the weapon. "Your mother wouldn't happen to know where you are, would she?"

The first giggled, turning to her partner, both wearing masks to conceal their identities, and said, "He looks so cute! I'm sure his mother wouldn't mind if we brought him back...maybe a little sticky."

Gilda crouched, hiding behind the bushes, hearing Spike whimper, the one holding him giving a gasp. She looked up to see the one holding him up had pulled his pants down a bit, Spike blushing brightly. "I think we hit the jackpot."

"Maybe your mother wouldn't mind us keeping you for a few weeks. Maybe we should bring you back with a few thousand bits too, we know a lot of women who would love your 'company'." The second said, twiddling the knife in her hand.

It was then that Gilda intervened, jumping up and kicking the one holding the knife into the tree. Both Spike and the woman flinched, but Gilda kicked the back of the woman's knee. She dropped to the ground, releasing Spike, yelping out, before a punch was delivered to the back of her head, knocking her out.

Spike shivered quietly, Gilda standing over the unconscious woman. She reached a hand out, making him flinch, tears pouring down his face, before a scream of anger was heard. Gilda quickly ducked, avoiding the blade that would have slit her throat. She quickly jabbed an elbow into the attackers stomach, the air leaving her lungs. She then stamped on her foot and hit her wrist, knocking the blade out of her hand.

She then kicked her, slamming her into a tree, knocking her out. She slumped onto the ground, Gilda's yellow eyes filled with hate and fury. She turned to Spike, who cowered in her gaze, before her yellow eyes turned soft. She put her hand coward and gently touched his cheek, he flinching at the contact. When he felt no pain, he opened his eyes, looking up at her, seeing the woman giving him a smile.

"Are you alright?" She asked, her eyes soft and friendly, her hand cupping his cheek in a soft manner. Spike couldn't come up with the words and simply nodded. The woman smiled, then pulled her hand away, using it to grab her phone. "Hey, kid, what's your name?"

Spike looked up at her, wiping his eyes free of the tears, and blushed a little, muttering his name out. She looked at him, raising an eyebrow, and he said it again, this time louder, "Spike."

"Well, Spike, my name is Gilda. I'm a friend of Rainbow Dash." The woman introduced herself, and Spike had to use all his will power to not stare at her. "I'm going to call the police, then I'll walk you home, okay?"

"Okay." Spike replied, glancing at the two unconscious women.

"Don't worry, they can't hurt you now."

"I'm not worried about that. I'm worried about what Twi will do when she finds out." Spike said, his tail waving behind him, almost in a child like manner.

Gilda put on a tough face, but on the inside, she was squeeing at how cute he looked at the moment. Sure, he almost got kidnapped and raped, but Gilda nearly beat herself up for thinking about how adorable he was. In fact, she nearly smacked herself for squeeing, even if it was internally.

"Hey, Spike." Gilda said, drawing his attention, his pointed ears red at the tips. She gave a soft smile, before texting to the police, and said, "I beat the shit out of them because of what they were going to do, don't you worry about them."

Spike nodded, and Gilda started to walk away, not before stepping on one of their hands, Spike wincing, but following. Spike's gaze shifted to her backside, and blushed brightly at the sight. She may have been athletic, but boy did she have a huge butt. He couldn't help but stare, before shaking himself and quickening his pace, trying not to get caught by the lady who just beat two people into the dirt.

This was gonna be a weird conversation.

Gilda's mind was broken out of her memories when cold air brushed again her breasts, her nipples already hard and pointy. She was lucky Spike loved them so much, she secretly envied Dash for having smaller breasts before she met Spike. He would love to suckle on them like a newborn would, often playing with them when they were making love, or just resting his head between her breasts. She gave another loud moan as Spike kissed her lower lips, his hair matted with sweat.

Gilda let out a gasp, sweat dripping down her body as she sat there, giving soft moans into the air. Spike's head was planted inbetween her thighs, his forked tongue gently flicking her clit, his hands on her hips, squeezing them happily. Gilda gave out a shuddered breath, Spike pushing his long tongue into her womanhood, happily lapping at her juices.

As she was with Spike, she learned he was a boy - scratch that - man of many talents. Cooking, cleaning, playing piano, being one Tartarus of a masseur, and had a way with children. Didn't hurt he had a incredibly long tongue and knew where all of her sweet spots were.

"Spike." She breathed out, Spike's tongue brushing against her sweet spot, gently pressing against it. She gave a low moan out, looking down at him, and nearly lost control at the sight.

Spike, head buried between her thighs, was looking up at her with those bright, shining emerald eyes. His gaze looked innocent, as if a child asking for a treat, and his slitted pupils were trained on hers.

"I love you." Gilda said, loud and clear, causing the young man to blush, his tongue going further into her, it zig-zagging as it pressed against multiple spots at once. She practically screamed at the sensation, closing her eyes, grinding on Spike's mouth. Spike humming into her womanhood, causing her to let out a soft whimper, then say, "Spike, I'm gonna cum!"

Spike blushed, then pressed against her sweet spot, sending her over the edge, her screaming out his name, as if it were the only word she knew. She gave a few twitches, her juices filling Spike's mouth.Spike drank and drank, almost as if he had been in a desert and this was his only source of life left. He kept gulping it down, only for the juices to stop slowly.

Gilda giggled softly, feeling Spike kiss her womanhood gently, mouth wet, covered in her juices. She got up, shaking a little, Spike leaning up, licking his lips with his long tongue. She gave him a peck on the forehead, then hugged him tight. She felt something press against her leg, making her blush and smile.

"Looks like someone's ready for round two."