The Kiss

by kalash93

Rating: teen
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Sad, Romance, Spike, Rarity
Length: 1098

Spike is leaving Ponyville for good. Before he leaves, there is one last bit of business to take care of with a very dear pony. "I love you." "I know." "Goodbye."

Two lives, one moment.. Six words to be exchanged before the parting. Spike is leaving, perhaps forever. There is just one last thing that needs to be done first, something he has desired all along.

Published 2017-05-26 22:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2017-05-26 22:40:01 UTC

The Kiss

I stand there. The straps of my ruck are beginning to dig into my scales, but I don't care. My gaze is fixed on only the white mare in front of me. So beautiful, so kind, so dear. I can hardly remember a time in my life before her, and since I met her, I cannot remember a day in my life when just the thought of her has failed to set my heart aflutter.

I can read her face perfectly at this distance. There's realization, there's hurt, there's confusion... I expected to see those, though I wish not. There is one last thing on her face I cannot comprehend. I've never seen that look on her before. She's leaning in closer to me. Her lips are so fine. I stare deep into her blue eyes. They contain all the depth and turbulence of the ocean. My heart is pounding. My eyes feel heavy.

She opens her mouth. "Is that everything, Spikey-Wikey?" She's trying to act all casual, trying to spare my feelings, trying to convince me it's all fine, everything's fine. It isn't. I know that she's put three dress orders on hold to help me pack. I know she postponed a Canterlot Chronicle interview to see me off. I know she copes by pretending there's nothing to cope with, at least when ponies are watching. I don't respond to her query. "Is there anything else you need?" I notice her lips again. They're practically begging for something. She looks so alone. There's a little extra blue in both her eyes... She chooses to stand closer to me and look up into my eyes expectantly. "Do you want anything?" She leans in a bit closer still. Her foreleg curls around me. Oh how I am going to miss her touch! If only I could carry her with me. I feel hungry. She is delicious. Those lips...

I lean forward. "Rarity..."

"Spikey-Wikey?"

I close my eyes. I feel it even before I realize what I'm doing. My lips are pressing against something warm and soft. It's moving back. So this is what that feels like. It's new but nice... Rarity... She pushes back against me. Mares are nice. I wish I knew this sooner. I wrap my arms around her. No longer a baby dragon, I can encircle her easily. My claws rest against her shoulder blades. She's soft everywhere. I feel something warm and soft brush against my limbs and then my neck. She's pulling me into herself. Her mouth fights back against mine, deepening the kiss.

Never in my life would I have imagined this. I know I shouldn't be doing this. I know this is only going to make it hurt more, but I'm doing it anyway. It's forbidden. All my friends from childhood are watching us. I'm kissing a married mare in full view of her husband and foals. And as she was once a blooming young adult and I the child, I am the blooming youth and she is no longer in her full flower.

Cruel fate, separating us by years and circumstances, cannot separate our bodies in this moment. My claws dig deeper into her back, prompted by some instinct. I want her close to me. I need her. My heart may explode. My face is wet, and not just from the trails leaking from my own eyes. Is this what we could have had? I push back against her lips, adding some tongue to it. I deepen the kiss for all the dates we never went on, for all the kisses we never shared, for all the expressions of love our stars had prevented, for all the nights we never spent together, for all the sweet nothings swallowed by silence before they could be born. I feel her stroke small circles into my back, massaging me, soothing me.

I break to kiss her cheek. It's wet. I comfort her with my mouth, again, stopping her trembling lips from sounding an accompaniment to tears. Our tongues wrestle, frolicking like two mates. The hunger of my longing comes out as I dig my claws into her back, harder. I no longer feel just the soft fur, but also the barrier of skin as well. My touch is absorbing her warmth for the last time, my mouth is learning her taste for the only time. I lift her gently, bringing her towards myself. I open my eyes for a moment. Her blue orbs are as radiant as ever, though they are more lined with care and time than they once were. If only I could die now.

My love nuzzles me just like she had once upon a time perhaps hundreds of moons ago, back when we had that small concession to physical affection. Our kiss is intense, yet I know it's not all she has in her. I've seen those kisses she reserves for her husband. If only I could be him... What if I had said something? What if I had done something? What if I had really tried? What if weren't such a coward? Why couldn't I be a normal dragon and let greed do all the thinking for me? I apply my teeth gently to her bottom lip, sucking harder on it. I want her delicate flavor to linger on me. I want the taste of me to linger with her. Somewhere in there are the brothers, envy and jealousy, twin guardians of regret and discontent.

I kiss her harder, almost eating her face in a way. She responds to me, but only mirrors pale imitations. My tears thicken as I realize that despite up being pressed face to face and chest to chest, there is another gulf between our hearts, one I can never be able to cross and she will never allow to be crossed. I feel like an animal, feasting on her to satisfy years of lean carnivorous hunger and rare treats. My lungs are starting to burn. I caress her from the top of her mane to the middle of her back. Please, Celestia, let this never end; my whole life for these few seconds, please don't make this be it. We wrestle tongues one last time, her pressing and winning the final tussle. The taste of oats and strawberries has been engraved onto me.

We break apart.

"I love you."

"I know.

"Goodbye."

Author's Note

Thanks for reading. I wanted to try something short and bittersweet. At the end, who do you think said what?

Kalash93

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