Author's Note

Tags: Anthro, Shipping, Spike x Goldenrod (AU Nihashi)

Thanks to Leviarex for my very first commission. Hope you enjoy it.

"Summer Love" for Leviarex (Anthro, Shipping, Spike x Goldenrod)

It was a warm summer afternoon. The sun was shining bright, the sky was a clear blue, completely devoid of clouds, and the rushing sound of the waves crashing onto the beach helped soothe Spike's mind as the wind pounded against his scaly face. He stood alone on the sand-covered patio of a beach house belonging to his beloved marefriend Goldenrod, whom he had been waiting almost ten minutes to come outside.

"Goldie?!" he called to her. "Are you planning on coming out soon?! I'm starting feel like a boiled egg out here!"

"Just hang tight, alright? I'll be out in a minute!" she called back to him. "But do me a favor! Close your eyes and don't peek until I say so!"

"Um....okay!" Spike was confused, but he did as he was told. "They're closed!" he said.

Finally, after another minute, Spike heard the door open and close. Then he heard Goldie's voice say "Ok, now." Spike opened his eyes and gaped in awe at the sight of his Golden Goddess. She stood in front of him with her hands on her hips, wearing a black bikini that perfectly accentuated her glorious body, especially her enormous breasts. Her long golden mane and tail were each tied in a long braid with green bows on the ends of them. Her leaf green eyes sparkled with rays of light in them and her heavenly smile was absolutely dazzling.

Goldie took great notice of Spike's figure as well. Lean and muscular from head to toe, the scales on the mature dragon's body glimmered in the sunlight. His only article of clothing was a pair of dark blue swim trunks, which she could tell were getting tighter on him the longer he looked at her. His wide eyes and dangling jaw made her chuckle in amusement and she decided to break the silence.

"So you like what you see, do you?" she teased.

"Oh yeah," he responded, trying to pull himself together. "This was well worth the wait."

"Good, 'cause you're looking pretty hot today yourself."

She rubbed her hand gently on his shoulder and the two of them locked lips in a passionate kiss. Once they were through, they proceeded onto the beach together with Spike carrying a beach bag full of stuff under his arm. They walked side by side along the shoreline, feeling the hot sand under their feet and smelling the tropical salty sea air.

Spike admired the way that the wind blew Goldie's hair around in a gorgeous display. He decided to go ahead and make the first move. Not so discreetly, he pretended to yawn and stretched his arm around Goldie's shoulder, then rested his hand directly on her left boob. Obviously, she noticed, but she didn't really mind. She had given him permission to fondle her breasts whenever he wanted. All she asked was that he didn't abuse the privilege. Her chest was, after all, her pride and joy.

In response to her boyfriend's advance, Goldie wrapped her arm around his right shoulder and rested her head on his left one. The firmness of his cut physique was so comfortable.

"I'm so glad you suggested this," Spike said to her. "Getting to spend a whole week on the beach with you is gonna make this the greatest summer of my life."

"I feel the same way, babe," Goldie replied lovingly. "Though, please try not to smudge the merchandise." She gently swatted his hand off of her breast.

"Fair enough. Wouldn't wanna wear them out before the real fun starts."

"That's right." She gave him a gentle peck on the cheek.

"Can you believe it's been a whole year already?"

"I know, right? Seems like only yesterday I was sitting at home on a saturday night with nothing better to do than grade kids' homework."

"So you do remember the night we met," Spike teased joyfully. "You must've been pretty lonely to call up some random yet sexy stranger over to your house."

Goldie chuckled sarcastically at his arrogance. "I was hungry. I called the pizza place. You just happened to be the one they sent to deliver it."

"And how lucky was that?" The two of them laughed together that time. "I'll never forget how great you looked when I first saw you. I'll be honest, when I gave you my number, I was actually afraid you weren't gonna call me."

"Well, even though you did keep glancing down at my chest, you still managed to look me in the eye most of the time, which is more than I can say for most other guys who try to get with me. They don't actually care about me. All they want is to get me in bed, but you took the time to get to know me and to me, that says a lot."

"Hey, if you ask me, any guy who doesn't care about learning the real you is a huge douche. You are way more than just an outrageously large rack. You are sweet and smart and caring and fun AND... you make an amazing angel food cake."

Goldie giggled again at her boyfriend's passionate praise.

"You're also a generous tipper," the dragon added.

"Yeah, well, I knew you must've made next to nothing at that dead end job."

"Yeah, but fifty percent?! Man, that's still the best tip I've ever gotten."

The two lovers decided to find a place to lie down and just enjoy the sunny weather together. They found a nice flat spot not too far from where the tide ended and laid out their blankets. Goldie started rubbing lotion on her body and once she was mostly covered, she handed the bottle to Spike.

"Could you do my back for me, please?" she asked cheekily.

"With pleasure," he responded.

He squirted out a handful and began gently rubbing it on his marefriend's back. As he did, his gaze shifted down to her flank and he took in the sight of her cutie mark: three goldenrod flowers dripping in sweat. This symbolized her belief that hard work lead to growth and prosperity as well as her ability to work hard at any given task, which served her well as a school teacher in driving her students to reach their full potential.

Goldie felt so relaxed under the care of Spike's firm yet gentle palms that she let out a moan or two. Then she started to notice that he was getting a little bold.

"Uh, Spike, you're going a little low there," she said.

"Oh, sorry," he apologized, quickly correcting himself. "I was just a little distracted by your cutie mark."

"It's okay. I know you're excited. I am, too, but you just gotta be patient."

"I know," he said. He was actually quite happy just to be there with her right now. "Okay. Now you're all greased up."

"Thanks."

Now it was Goldie's turn to lotion Spike's back. The dragon laid down on his stomach and she began rubbing the lotion all over the strong, massive purple canvas. Almost immediately, he let out a pleasurable moan. "Oh, babe, you have got the magic touch! You know that, right?"

"So you've told me," she replied in amusement. Her breasts came close to touching his back, but she kept them elevated so as not to make him too anxious.

After a couple of minutes, she stopped rubbing and the two of them laid down side by side on their backs. Goldie put on her sunglasses and took in a big sniff of the salty air. She loved the way it tingled in her nose. Nothing made her feel more in the mood for summer than the smell of the ocean.

"Say, are you hungry?" Spike asked suddenly.

"A little bit," Goldie responded. "Why? Did you bring something?"

"Oh, not really," he joked, turning around to pull something out of the bag. "It's just that I happen to have this melted mozzarella, lettuce and tomato on spicy whole grain here that I just sort of threw together last minute." To her surprise, he actually managed to pull out her favorite sandwich like a rabbit out of a hat. She smiled and laughed in amazement as he handed it to her.

"You are the sweetest dragon ever," she said graciously before taking a bite.

"Wait. How do you know?" Spike asked jokingly. "Have you met other dragons?"

"Well, no," Goldie admitted after swallowing. "But I'm guessing the other ones out there are nowhere near as sweet as you."

"Oh, so you think all dragons can't be sweet, huh? Well, how's this for sweet?"

Suddenly, he caught her in a surprise tickle attack. She writhed and spasmed around, laughing hysterically and begging him to stop. After she dropped her sandwich on the blanket, she retaliated. Now they were both on the offensive, each trying to break free of the other's grip. Eventually, they both stopped and plopped onto the sand, gasping for air.

"I take it back. You're not sweet. You're a monster," Goldie said humorously and then added "Hot Stuff."

"So are you, my Golden Goddess," Spike retorted.

Then, in the heat of the moment, the two lovers grabbed each other and started passionately making out. All the other sounds around them seemed to disappear the longer they held each other. In that moment, they both knew for certain that this week really would be the best week of the greatest summer of their lives.