Surprise Present

Resting by its owner's lair
Before a green and scarlet sea
Waiting in this place
Is where your next present will be

"Hm, they got a little poetic with this one." Spike mused, going over the clue. Thankfully, living alongside a mare with a strong fondness for literature most of his life made him no stranger to figures of speech. "All right, so I'm looking for a location beside the home of the owner, and it's sitting in front of a large area of green and...red..." His voice trailed off as he looked up, his expression slowly shifting to one of somebody discovering what was right in their face; right before they started laughing about it.

Or in his case, the swaths of Sweet Apple Acres' green and red within view to his left.

Crossing the front entrance to the farm, Spike was promptly greeted by the sweet scent of apples that almost hung in the air. Unfortunately, it also woke up something that responded with a voracious growl. "Oh man...I knew I forgot something!" he winced. The cupcake, the only thing he'd eaten so far, wasn't really staying with him. "Need to find something to tide me real quick, at least till I can go really eat." His eyes settled on a bushel of apples setting near the barn door, "A couple wouldn't hurt. I can pay them back later."

Before part of him could reconsider, he picked up a pair of bright-looking ones, and after a quick check to make sure nothing had gotten into either, scarfed them both down. "Ah, that hit...the spot."

He blinked. Looking ahead had him staring at the Apple's house...

And the barn beside him, with the farm's sizable orchard-green speckled with red-in front of it. "Huh, never thought I'd figure out a riddle with my stomach."

Even though it was still sunny out, the inside of the bard was surprisingly dark. A set of candle-lit lanterns hanging on the support beams provided the only light inside, and even then it was only just enough to see where he was going. 'Weird, wasn't it normally a lot brighter in here that this?' Spike thought, edging his way around a stack of baskets. He slid his feet forward, remembering when Caramel had gotten his nose broken from stepping on a rake somepony had left on the floor.

"Hm, where do I start looking?"

"Ah can suggest a spot, Sugahcube." Came a voice from the back of the barn. The country twang was unmistakable.

"AJ?" Spiked asked, turning to see a figure silhouetted by the dim light pushing a button on a small box. When it did, a soft melody began to play. "That yooooo....." The word trailed off and his jaw went slack when they stepped into the light to show it was Applejack.

Except, instead of her usual jeans and t-shirt, she was wearing a form-fitting Little Black Dress that barely reached mid-thigh on her, giving him an impressive view of her long, and currently stocking-clad, legs. It was strapless, showing a hint of the cleavage of the ample C-cup bust she had. The outfit was topped off by a pair of black high heels, white elbow-length gloves, and a pearl choker. "Like what ya see?" She grinned.

His mind still processing the sight, he blurted out the first thing he could think of, "Beautiful..."

'Well, ain't you the charmer?" She replied, blushing a bit at the compliment.

"Um..I...I mean..." He sputtered once he came back to his senses, "Y-you do look amazing." He then spotted something else, "You still have that haircut."

She ran a hand through the pixie hairstyle she now had, the same one she had to get after losing a bet with Rainbow Dash last Hearthwarming Eve. "Yeah, was gonna ask Twi to whip up a spell to change it back...but Ah kinda found a reason to keep it." She turned a little to show the matching tailcut, now a third it's normal length and giving him a good view of her firm derriere, toned and delectably pert by years of applebucking.

"O-oh?" His tail twitched as she set her arms around his neck, an easy move considering she was a few inches teller than him, "W-what?"

"Before Ah answer, let me ask ya somethin'." She pressed against him, "Ya'll know how to dance?"

"Kind of...Twilight's mom talked me into taking a few lessons when I was little."

"Then how 'bout ya show this farm gal what ya got?" Applejack said before taking his hands and planting them firmly on her hips, just above her rear, leading him in to a slow dance as the song lyrics began, "Ah'm gonna guess that yer wonderin' why Ah'm here to start with, as well."

"It kinda...crossed my mind." Spike replied, doing his best not to step on her toes by accident.

"Ya remember when ya first saw me after Ah got this new do?"

Spike promptly felt his face heat up a little. It had been the very next day when he saw her step out of the barber shop, looking more than a little grumpy about her loss. As soon as she shook her head and tail to remove a few loose strands, he couldn't help himself and said those six words:

"Damn, she's cute with that style."

He also didn't expect to say it loud enough for her to hear. The surprised look she gave him froze the dragon in place for a moment before he quickly made himself scarce.

The giggle that escaped Applejack quickly brought him back to the present, "Ah'll take the look on yer face as a 'yes'. Well, it's no secret that Ah managed to turn a few heads when Ah popped up with 'Applejewel'" In a rather surprising display of vulnerability, she rested her head on his shoulder, "Ain't meanin' to sound full of mahself, but Ah was pretty well aware Ah could be 'beautiful' as her."

"Well, I'll admit, Applejewel was attractive...but personally, I think Applejack is a lot prettier."

She gave him an appreciative nuzzle in return, "Thanks, Sugah. Granted, Ah've gotten mah share of catcalls from stallions as Applejack as well...probably wouldn't been so bad if their 'compliments' didn't make me feel like Ah had a staple in mah navel, though..." There was an evident bitter undertone when she said that, "But, when Ah heard ya call me-and Ah mean the real me-cute, that showed ya didn't see me like some kind of Playcolt or Buckhouse centerford." As she spoke, she slowly edged closer and closer until their lips were almost touching, "And now, Ah get to say thanks."

The kiss that followed wasn't quite what Spike was expecting, but he sure as hell wasn't going to complain!

Applejack let out a soft, contented sigh when they separated, giving him a half-lidded stare that could only be described as bedroom eyes, "And the rest is Happy Birthday," Her voice immediately took on a husky tone, "And many more. Now, ya'll have a present that's eager to get unwrapped."

After Rarity, Ember, and Rainbow Dash, he didn't need another clue to figure out exactly what she meant. A toothy, predatory smile spread across his face as the switch clicked almost effortlessly, light wisps of smoke huffed from his nostrils and the corners of his mouth.

"Oh? Well then, I shouldn't keep my present waiting then." He punctuated this by running his hand up her side, "Should I?"

"Ah'd say so." She purred, biting her lower lip when he hooked a couple of fingers into the top, right between her breasts. One firm tug later and the barely audible sound of rustling fabric followed as she felt the dress slide down off her body to pool on the ground.

The smoke from Spike's nostrils darkened a tad as he saw the garterbelt she had on underneath the dress...and nothing else, "Spike like!"

A tingle shot between Applejack's legs at the growling tone his voice had taken, along with the shiver she tried and failed to suppress when the hand he'd used to pull the dress off now firmly cupped her breast. "A gal could get used to this.' she mused, enjoying the sensation, "Go ahead, Sugahcube, enjoy yer present-whoa!" She yelped when Spike suddenly-and surprisingly easily- picked her up and set one leg over his shoulder, holding the other and propping her up with a hand on her lower back. Looking down brought a Fluttershy-worthy blush to her cheeks when she saw him look hungrily at her core

"Looks delicious." He grinned, the tip of his tongue slipping between her netherlips.

"S-Sweet Appleoosa!" She gasped, grabbing his head and shoulders as the slick appendage entered her, "Ya..yer eager, ain't yaaaa-eeee!" Her voice descended into a squeal when she felt his tongue twist and writhe against her inner walls the deeper it entered. 'Celestia's cooter, how...how long is this thing!? Think it's h-hittin' every part of me.' "S-Spike...!" she gasped, feeling her climax start welling in her, "Ah..Ah think Ah'm 'bout to..." She didn't get much of a chance to finish that sentence before he latched on to her pussy and set his tongue into a corkscrew.

That proved to be more than she could take, with a scream of ecstasy, her hips bucked violently against his head as the orgasm washed over her. "Haaa..haa.." she panted once the effects passed, though her whole body was trembling slightly.

"Yum, tastes just like a zap apple!" Spike spoke up before licking her mound clean, sending another wave of tremors through her.

"L-land sakes, Spike!" She managed to get out once her voice came back, "Where....where'd ya learn that?"

"Let's just say I had some good teachers." He smirked, kissing her clit and slit.

"Mmm.." Applejack purred, enjoying his ministrations, though now she wanted more, "C-Come on, Spike. Don't...don't tell me that's all ya got. Ah'm a tough gal, show me what ya can really do and let me have it."

"Oh?" He asked, giving her mound a final lick before setting her back down, "You really want me to get...rough?" He said the last word with a husky rumble of his own as he slipped behind her.

"Ah can take whatever ya can dish out!" She replied, looking over her shoulder at him and deliberately grinding her ass against his growing bulge.

"Well then..." He purred and pointed to a nearby hay bale, "Bend over."

With a mix of eagerness and curiosity, she complied, spreading her legs a bit in the process. Feeling a little cheeky, she wiggled her rear at him, hearing the sound of a zipper as she did, "Let's see what ya-" She stopped abruptly when she felt him press against her sex, 'Wow, he's a bit bigger than Ah expect... w-what the hay...??" The feel of something similar prod her star as well caught her off-guard, "S-Spike? Is...is that what Ah think it is?"

"You did say show you what I got." He responded, pressing against both her openings and causing the farm mare to squeak in surprise.

The pressure gradually increased before he gained entry with a soft 'pop'. "H-holy...!" She yelped. While the slowness kept it from hurting, the feel of him in her back door as well as her nethers was pretty damn intense! She quickly found herself letting out cute squeaks and whimpers as he slowly pushed in, stopping every so often to let her get accustomed to him before he finally hilted.

Spike gave her a moment before leaning over until he was almost against her, "You ready for this rodeo, cowgirl?" He whispered, sliding his arms around her, one around her waist and the other clutching a breast.

She nodded, and her world faded into blur of pleasure when he began slamming into her, each impact forcing her to grab onto the bale as if hanging on for dear life, even though Spike had a firm grip on her. The air quickly filled with the sound of flesh smacking against flesh, growls, squeals and moans; dotted with gasps of 'oh yeah!' and 'don't stop!'

Applejack's tongue soon lolled out, her breath coming out in rapidfire gasps. Even though she was a little taller than Spike, she found herself standing on tiptoe as each thrust seemed to almost lifted her lower body off the ground. The spines on his lengths sawed away at sensitive spots in her, quickly bringing her orgasm to a raging boil. As her climax closed in, she reflexively clamped down on him in both holes, which served to only press the spines into her flesh even more.

"Ah-AHHHHH!" She cried out, thrusting her rear against him as hard as possible as she came. Spike, on the other had, wasn't finished yet. Applejack's eyes widened when she realized this since he hadn't even slowed down. The aftermath of the first orgasm had barely hit her before she felt the second one roll in. Once again she tightened, but this time she heard Spike let out a snarling grunt and something hot and thick splash inside her with a few final thrusts before it hit, making her almost scream again.

"Hehe...heh...Yee-haw..." Applejack mumbled once, slightly crossed-eyed from the experience, "What a ride.."

"Better than just eight seconds, huh?" Spike added, resting against her.

Both were silent for a while, shaking and catching their breath as they rode out the aftershocks.

Applejack sighed in contentment from her spot on Spike's lap once they were finally able to move again, and got cleaned up, "Ah'll say it again, Sugah," She spoke up, "What a ride."

Spike, just chuckled, "You going to be able to stand?"

"Ah'll be ok." She kissed him, "Might be a lil wobbly, but nothing Ah can't handle. Now, as much as I'm lookin' forward to round two, you have a few other stops to make..."

*BEEP BEEP!*

"Today." She looked where the sound came from, "Sounds like somepony's callin' ya, Spike."

"What? But I haven't given the number out to anyone yet." He took the phone out of his pocket and saw he'd been sent a message. The picture that appeared upon clicking it was, to put it lightly, unexpected.

"Huh..." She raised a brow at it, "Ah really should be surprised...but Ah ain't." She turned back to him, "Just be careful when you tell Rarity afterwards, Sugah."

"Rarity? But that's from..."

"Ah know, but when's the last time they didn't pull somethin' like this together?"