Surprise Present

Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue,
Hurry and get to Sugar Cube Corner
'Cause I have a treat for you!

Spike chuckled. "Refreshingly direct. And I don't have to guess who's waiting." His tongue flicked over his lips at the thought. He was still a little pent up from his interrupted session with Silver and Diamond, so part of him felt he had some making up to do. Without a second though, he made his way to the Corner.

Sure enough, when he reached the shop, even though it was usually open this time of day, was conspicuously dark inside. It was hard for him not to grin at the sign hanging on the door:

Closed
Except for Spike

Thankfully it was unlocked. Inside, all the tables and almost all the chairs were completely gone, save for one in the center of the dining area, a small light shining on it. On the back was a sign reading 'Sit on me!' complete with a heart shaped smiley.

"Ok, now you have me really curious, Pinkie." Spike chuckled a little, sitting down.

The moment he did, a jazzy little tune began playing from.... somewhere, and another set of lights turned on, shining down on the entry to the kitchen. The moment it lit up, a long, shapely leg emerged and slowly lifted, showing off the supple, stocking clad thigh. It was soon followed by Pinkie, wearing the cabaret outfit she'd gotten in Appleoosa, except it had been noticeably modified to show off more skin. The top had a considerably lower cut, giving an impressive view of her soft, E-cup breasts and the skirt was half it's original length, showing off more leg.

When she emerged, though, Spike realized this wasn't Pinkie. Not the bubbly, cake-loving, fun addicted Pinkie, anyway. This was the sultry Pinkie, the vixen who knew how to use her curves to tighten every pair of pants in the room, and a few tops. A puff of smoke wafted from his nostrils as she slowly sauntered towards him while the music played. The tip of her tongue flicked out and licked her upper lip, making Spikes pants get considerably snug.

Soon as she got withing touching distance, she began moving around him in a slow, sensual dance in time with the beat, punctuated with twirls that lifted her skirt enough to give the barest peek at what she had underneath. Getting behind him, she leaned in and playfully jiggled her breasts against the sides of his head, grinning when she saw him fight the urge to reach up and grab the tempting orbs. "Paitence, Spikey." She whispered huskily, her grin widening when she saw the bulge in his pants grow. "You'll get your treat soon enough." Giving his ear fin a playful nibble, she strutted back to his front, undoing the cupless corset she had on.

'Spike gonna tap that like morse code.' He thought to himself, watch her wink at him as she bent over, giving her hips a pop to flick her skirt up to show the barely there thong she had on before nearly pouring herself into his lap. "Sssweet Sselestia! he hissed, feeling her grind her almost bare ass against his erections in his first ever lapdance.

"Mmm, I think Junior and his twin brother are getting hungry." She teased, wiggling against him while finally flicking the corset off. Though Spike never revealed it, Pinkie was the reason why 'thicc' became one of his favorite words. While she wasn't as slender and petite as Rainbow Dash, or had Rarity's hourglass figure, she more than made up for it with soft curves and a buxom body that screamed 'cuddle me!'. So, when she took his hands and placed on her breasts, he couldn't resist and gave them a squeeze, savoring the feel of his fingers sinking slightly into the soft mounds and the moan she let out as well.

With a light tug, the top came off, exposing her ample bust, the strawberry cream-colored nipples already rock hard. Before he could fully enjoy the sight, he was pulled face first into them. It was close enough for him to nuzzle both, but still leave enough room to breath and enjoy the vanilla scent she always seemed to have about her.

"Still gotta unwrap the rest of your present, Spiky." She purred, reaching down to unzip his pants while pulling one of his hands up under her skirt.

'Huh? Where's the waistband?' He though, patting her bare hip. Moving closer, his fingers brushed something and he realized...she was wearing a C-string. 'Heh, you naughty filly.' Without a second thought, he pulled it off, tossing the article to the side just as he felt her pull him out of his pants.

"Holy cannoli!" She squeaked, barely able to wrap her hand around them. "And I thought my mint mocha eclairs were big!" She gave one an experimental rub, grinning at the groan he let out in response. "Wonder how much cream filling I can get out."

Spike blinked when he realized that, somehow, his pants were now down around his ankles and Pinkie was lining up both her holes. 'How'd she...wait...it's Pinkie.' He watched as she took aim. "You sure you wanna try for both?"

"Like Mrs Cake once said." She bit her lip eagerly when she made contact and began to slowly push down. "When you fill...pastry...do it..from both...eeends! Cinnabons!" She squealed as the heads of both shafts entered with a light 'pop'.

Spike's eyes nearly rolled back at the warm tightness engulfing both his rods, along with the adorable noises Pinkie made as she inched her way down.

"Mmf! "Now I know...*squeak* how the eclair feels...ooh! And it's SOOO worth it!" She exhaled in victory once he was hilted. "Hehehe, I think I found a found a new nickname for you, Spike." She giggled, moving her hips a bit to get comfortable.

"Y-Yeah..?" He rasped out. 'FAUST! She's so tight! Feels like I'll blow the second I move!'

"The Destroyer. 'Cause these monsters could wreck a girl!"

"Thanks? He chuckled, figuring she was just riding the light high before they started. "Just say when you're ready.'And Spike will happily smash!'"

Pinkie took a few breaths to relax herself before giving him her usual perky smile. "Ready!" Biting her lip, she began to bounce in time with Spike's thrusts, with various squeaks and squeals as she tried to withstand the penile spines rasping against her walls, hitting sensitive spots she didn't even know she had. "Mmf! Like Dashie'd say: awesome!" She managed to say, her tongue almost hanging out and squishing his face deeper into her boobs.

Needless to say, that just spurred him on to go harder, slipping both hands under her skirt to get two handfuls of plump pink pony posterior, giving both cheeks a hard squeeze as she bounced in his lap. A delighted squeal was his reward, along with a panted 'Harder, Spiky!'. A grin crossed his face before he quickly obliged, pulling her with a bit of force when she came down, the familiar tightening slowly making itself known.

"Spike...I...think I..." She whimpered when a fierce boiling sensation rolled up in her core, coupled with what felt like a rapidly growing pressure. "I think I'm...HOLY HOTCAAAAKES!" She cried out as her orgasm hit, slamming her pelvis down on him with a faint thud, coupled with Spike growling and the sensation of a hot thick splashing deep inside her that sent a tingle through her body. "You...haaa...you ok?" She panted, a wide smile on her flushed face.

"Never better." He grinned, kissing her deeply.

"Ok, I gotta ask..." Spike said while the two of them rode out the afterglow from their lovemaking. Pinkie was currently feeding him a plate of ruby-chip cookies in the meantime. "Hmm, these are pretty good-what got you to join in on all this?"

"Oh, that's easy!" She chirped, holding up a finger. "I like you as a friend," She briefly gave him her vixen smile. "Plus, you're hotter than habanero. Two, I knew all the girls have the hots for, and I didn't want to be left out. Three, after I added one and two together, I took Daddy's advice and went to the Choosing Stone." She made a face. "Took me an hour to get the taste of basalt out of my mouth after that; but it picked you!" Her expression quickly changed to glee as she nuzzled against his chest.

Unfortunately for Spike, the pleasant moment came to a swift end when Pinkie gasped abruptly and jumped off him."Ohmigosh, you still got a few stops to get to!" She quickly got him back in his pants and bagged up the remaining cookies. "Don't worry." She whispered, giving him a searing kiss and a quick fondle before ushering him outside, "We'll be doing this again, and that's a Pinkie Promise."

Spike stared at the closed door in mild confusion before laughing for a moment. "Don't ever change,Pinkie" He said, checking for his next clue.

"Huh, well, that's a surprise." He mused after finally figuring the next rhyme out and making tracks to the next destination. He was broken out of his accomplishment, though, when a strange sound caught his attention. "Hm..? What's that?" It took a moment for him to find the direction it was coming in, but once he did, it quickly lead him to a nearby small copse. The closer he got, the clearer the sound got, until he recognize it as singing...and by a very familiar voice.