Author's Note

I actually re-wrote this about 3 times trying to get it right. I still don't know if I'm 100% satisfied, but I ended up with a lot less porn-like tickling than I expected. I have this weird desire to normalize this fetish when I write it because it makes me feel less weird. So yeah, I projected on Spike a bit. I hope it's still enjoyable and attractive to those who like it for what it is.

Spike and Shining's Experiment

Nerves were beginning to tighten the muscles in Shining Armor’s chest as he stared at the minute hand on the clock tick forward. He couldn’t remember a time in his life, save for his wedding day and the day his daughter was born, where time seemed to move so very slowly for what he was excited for. Excited, nervous, scared he would mess up, and pretty sure he was about to go entirely insane from how slowly the time ticked forward. Yes, this was definitely a mixed bag of emotions. He knew Cadence was going to tease him about this once he inevitably got around to telling her what went down, but he couldn’t help it.

Shining Armor glanced to the window. The twilight sky mocked him for not yet being dark. He rolled over on his bed and groaned a few times. He thought of trying to read a comic book or go for a walk, but neither of those thing would distract his mind. He wondered if Spike was this nervous.

Unconsciously Shining Armor squeezed his hind legs together at the thought of the dragon. It took him a moment before he had even realized he did so, and it was a struggle to allow himself to open them again. So often lately he had punished himself for allowing the thoughts of Spike to cross his mind. Told himself he didn’t like them. Now, he was allowed not to like them, but encouraged by his wife and the dragon in question. Still, it was a hard habit to break. In an attempt to hopefully stop himself from freezing up when the time finally did arrive, Shining Armor allowed his thoughts to wander to a far more… dangerous set of thoughts.

Spike’s soles. The way his toes curled when he was nervous. How soft they felt on his lips when he had kissed them days ago in the tub. How he couldn’t stop thinking about Spike giggling at the smallest of touched on them. How amazing it felt when Spike’s feet touched between his legs, even if it lasted a mere second and had just been an accident.

Shining giggled, and rolled over. He was way more excited than he should be.

Around the time when Shining was fighting the urge to look at the clock again, he heard a knock on the guest door. He sat up straight, heart pounding. He had indulged in his thoughts for so long he had a bit of a problem between his legs.

“Coming!” Shining called, trying to calm himself down before hopping off the bed. He did an awkward waddle to the door and cracked it open, poking just his front half out for the time being. He blinked, look down, and realized it was Spike standing just outside of the guest room door. He was turned away, his arms crossed and a towel around his neck.

“Hey,” Shining said.

“Ah!” Spike yelped. He looked like he nearly toppled over he spun around so fast, but luckily Shining was quick with his magic and gave the dragon’s back a shove until he stood up straight. Spike uncrossed his arms fast. When Shining looked down his toes were ever so slightly curled. “Shining! I uh…”

“There’s still some time before we said we’d meet up, buddy,” Shining chuckled.

“Right,” Spike said. He recrossed his arms and shook his head. There was the slightest tint of pink on his purple cheeks that told Shining the dragon was embarrassed. He wouldn’t look Shining in the eyes all of a sudden. “I just took a bath to clean up and I thought… Nevermind, I’ll come back in a little.”

“Hold up!” Shining said just as Spike turned to leave. He reached out to grab Spike’s shoulder, allowing the door to swing open fully. He felt Spike tense, but it was the only sign of his nerves when he looked back. “You okay?”

Spike looked down to the ground at that question. There was a long silence where it looked like at least twice he was going to speak up and say something, but each time he looked over his shoulder. Shining looked up too, and realized it was likely he was fearful of Twilight still roaming the castle and not being far away in her room.

“You wanna come in?” Shining asked.

Spike looked to Shining, and gave a slight nod.

Once the door was firmly shut and Spike was inside Shining Armor allowed his forehead to rest against it for three seconds. He took in a breath, and then let it out. Already he knew something was wrong, he just didn’t know what. He thought of all the things he could have done, push Spike too fast, make him admit something far too embarrassing, force him into something he wasn’t ready for, but he knew he wouldn’t get any answers until he turned around. By the time he did, Spike was already on the end of the guest bed with his knees pulled up to his chest. Shining went over, and put on a smile he hoped didn’t seem fake.

“Sorry I came early,” Spike said, still not looking Shining in the eye.

“It’s alright,” Shining said. “I was getting a little antsy, anyway.”

Shining got on the bed next to Spike and laid down. For half a second he debated getting closer and being more intimate as they had been in the tub, but the last thing he wanted to do was make Spike uncomfortable. He kept a safe distance for now.

“Something up?” Shining asked. “Is it about what we planned?”

“A little,” Spike said with a shrug and allowed a frown to show on his face. “It’s dumb. I-I shoulda just waited. Ever since you asked if tonight was okay I’ve been worried.”

“Hey, I didn’t wanna make you nervous,” Shining said with a chuckle as he attempted to sound as casual as possible. “I just thought you’d want to do a bit more than when we were in the tub.”

Spike’s face flushed pinker at the mention of the tub.

“I do,” The dragon whispered in a tiny tone. Shining could see his toes curl ever so slightly and bunch up the sheets they were pressed down against. “I liked how it all felt. I really did. It’s just, when you said you wanted to try…”

Spike paused.

“Try what?” Shining asked.

“Tic… stuff…”

Spike’s face was growing redder by the moment. As soon as he got the word out in the tiniest mumble Shining had ever heard from him he turned his face entirely away. His claws squeezed over his knees which were still pulled to his chest.

“I can’t even say it out loud!” Spike groaned, his voice rising as he slapped both his hands on his face and began to shake his head. “Arugh, why is this so hard?”

Shining didn’t think the question was being directed at him, and more just back at Spike himself. Still, he sat up and allowed himself to scoot slightly closer and place a hoof on Spike’s shoulder. The dragon removed his face from his palms and looked to Shining at last. Shining felt his chest tighten when he realized just how upset Spike looked.

“Hey, it’s okay to be nervous,” Shining said. “You told me you’ve never done this before. I’m not gonna freak if you don’t wanna do stuff tonight like we planned.”

“But I… do,” Spike said. Even just saying that the dragon’s face twisted into a more frustrated look and he groaned again. “I think I do, at least.”

Shining frowned, and tried to think of the right words to say. He took a deep breath and grabbed one of the pillows behind him with his magic. He laid down on it, and motioned for Spike to come closer to him. Spike looked like he was going to protest for a moment, but right after a look of surrender came over his face as he crawled closer and laid down next to Shining. He wasn’t exactly cuddling the stallion, but he was on his side so they were belly to belly with less than an inch between them.

“I’m dumb,” Spike mumbled.

“No, you’re not,” Shining insisted. “When I started to think I liked stallions, I got really upset whenever I thought about them that way. It got to the point where I could barely talk to my guards who I thought were attractive.”

“That’s just liking guys,” Spike said with a bit of a grumble in his tone. “It’s not weird like… thinking about being…”

“Tickled?” Shining asked.

Spike frowned at that, and the blush returned to his face.

“Uh-huh.”

Shining laid a hoof on Spike’s back and rubbed gently. Spike looked to tense a little, but after a moment allowed his body to loosen and scooch over the last few inches closer to Shining. Shining thought it was more to hide his face rather than look for comfort, but he would take it if it made Spike feel better.

“I got really mad at myself when I thought of it,” Spike said. “I used to have dreams about it and wake up feeling like I was a freak or something. Now after I let you do that stuff with my… f-feet in the tub I’m trying to tell myself it’s fine but I still feel…”

“I get it,” Shining said with a chuckle. “It takes time.”

Spike went quiet.

“If it helps, I think your feet are really cute.”

Spike squeezed Shining’s chest and made a noise Shining had to blush at. It was so adorable.

“It’s weird hearing that still,” Spike whined.

“Should I not say it?”

Spike hesitated, and then slowly shook his head.

“If you mean it, then you can,” Spike said. “It’s just… different.”

“You know,” Shining said, running his hoof down Spike’s back. He couldn’t help but look down to Spike’s feet and realize he was still bunching the soles against the sheets to cover them. “I seriously won’t judge you for no matter what you like. I’m the one who licked and kissed your feet after all.”

“S-Shining!” Spike whined, pushing back. He looked like he was close to giggling, though. Shining smiled and pushed a hoof to Spike’s belly.

“But seriously. I’m not gonna force you to do stuff if you’re uncomfortable,” Shining said.

“I want to,” Spike said again, sitting up now. “I just… It sounds dumb, but I’m scared I’ll like it too much.”

“Isn’t that the point?” Shining asked.

“I guess,” Spike mumbled. “But like… if I get y’know, turned of from just having you touch my feet and… t-tickle them… I’m scared to even show you my feet since I started thinking of it.”

“I like your feet,” Shining said, grinning. “I told you.”

“Mmm,” Spike made a noise and began to squirm.

“Hey,” Shining said. “How about we start slow? I don’t have to go nuts on your feet yet or anything.”

“W-What do you want to do?” Spike asked. There was a glimmer of fear in his eyes that made Shining’s heart ache. He wanted nothing more right now than to make Spike realize how much he wanted this, and how it was okay for the dragon to want it back.

“How about you stop hiding your feet in my blankets?” Shining asked.

Spike looked down, and then blushed. The way he pulled them out made Shining think he hadn’t even realized he was subconsciously hiding them. Still, even when they were out they were bent in a way that from this angle Shining couldn’t properly see the dragon’s soles. Shining sat up and backed away, pulling out the pillow he had been laying on and settling it between them.

“Put your feet up here, if that’s not too much.”

Spike didn’t say anything, but after a moment he nodded his head and slowly moved his feet up to the pillow. Instantly Shining had to bite the inside of his cheek. He had forgotten just how much he liked the sight of the soles that were so elusive. The way they were slightly paler on the soles compared to the rest of the body and wrinkled slightly made them look oh so alluring to the stallion.

“You’re staring,” Spike mumbled, leaning over to squeeze his ankles.

“Is that bad?” Shining asked, moving his eyes up.

“No,” Spike admitted. “Just different. I… I usually get freaked out if I think people are looking at my feet.”

“Does it help if I still think they’re cute?” Shining asked.

Spike giggled just slightly. He wiggled his toes and the sight of it made Shining Armor’s heart pound. They were so round and plump and he could not for the life of him stop thinking about kissing them again and again. He himself started to squirm a bit as well.

“A little,” Spike replied. “I… I like it when you look at them.”

Spike hid his face again behind his claws and shook his head. The way he said it made Shining think it was hard for him to get it out. Shining got down close to the feet. Spike’s toes curled. Shining caught the scent of roses, and realized Spike really had scrubbed senselessly before coming here. He pressed his lips to the middle of Spike’s three toes on his right foot and Spike made another noise.

“They’re so soft,” Shining mumbled without thinking. He kissed again, this time going for the ball of the foot.

“O-Okay,” Spike said, pulling his feet back just before Shining could go in for a third kiss. Shining looked up, and watched Spike wince. “S-Sorry, sorry, I just…”

“No, it’s fine,” Shining said with a laugh. He leaned in closer. “You’re really cute, Spike. You know that?”

Spike’s face flushed.

“T-Thanks,” The dragon mumbled.

“You know, when I told Cadence I was scared of liking stallions,” Shining said, sitting up slightly as Spike slowly put his feet back into the same position as before. “It helped a lot when she asked me to say all the reasons I might like it. Do you think that’d help here?”

“Why I like… being tickled?” Spike asked.

“Yeah,” Shining said and nodded. “You know, so I know how you like it.”

Spike looked flustered for a moment, and Shining feared that may have been a bit too much for the dragon to handle right this moment. However, Spike nodded his head slowly and began to fiddle with his fingers.

“Well,” Spike said. “I’ve been too scared to let anybody do it for too long. The most was when you tickled me a few months ago. I… I guess I just like… I like it when it’s out of my control. When I start to feel a little helpless and desperate. Then I… I want it to go further.”

Spike crossed his arms and squirmed.

“Sometimes I… I think about being tied up and having stuff tickling my feet. For a long time, I mean. Like, I can’t stop it even if I wanted. I just… I like feeling like I’m not in control of it.”

Shining couldn’t help but feel his heart began to race. So many naughty, and dangerous ideas were flowing into his head right now.

“Do you want that right now?” Shining Armor asked. He didn’t even realize he intended to ask it until it came out.

Spike paused.

“Yes,” He whispered.

Shining moved forward and down to Spike’s feet again. Spike tensed, though didn’t pull away as he had before. Shining touched Spike by the ankle and pulled his feet out so they were back at the center of the pillow. He touched his hoof very delicately to the center of his left sole, and then felt Spike tense again.

“Do you want me to bind your ankles and wrists?” Shining asked. “So you feel helpless.”

Spike was quiet for a while. So long that Shining feared he might have again gone too fast too soon. But finally Spike gave a simple nod of his head.

“Okay,” The dragon said.

Shining grinned, and lit his horn up.

“Roll over,” Shining said.

Spike did as he was told. He was slow and awkward about it, but he did roll over onto his belly. Shining used his magic, and the areas around Spike’s wrists and ankles began to glow. Slowly, he commanded Spike’s feet to glide together until both his feet were pressed side by side. Though his ankles were bound, his toes began to wiggle. He gasped when his wrists began to move, and they too were trapped behind his back.

“Ah!” Spike whined.

“Too much?” Shining asked.

“N-No!” Spike said quickly. “Just… nervous. Just go slow, okay?”

Shining got down and laid beside Spike. He smiled, and waited until Spike was brave enough to open his eyes and look at Shining again. He squirmed a little in his magically held bindings, but gave Shining a reassuring smile that he was okay. Shining felt his heart beat fast. He was so very close to what he wanted.

“Just say the safe word if it gets to be too much, buddy. Something like... I dunno, Red.” Shining said. “I gotta be honest. I’m kinda going crazy thinking of tickling you.”

“S-Shining,” Spike whined, face flushed as he buried his face into the mattress. Shining giggled, and pressed his lips to Spike’s cheek. He made another noise of whining and it only excited Shining armor more.

“Now,” Shining said, sitting up. With another force of his magic, something before his eyes poofed out of thin air. It was a dragon hand much like Spike’s own, although it was blue instead of purple. Shining could see through it, and he made the fingers wiggle to assure that he had full control. “I’m curious just how ticklish your cute little feet are, Spike.”

Spike made a whining noise, but Shining smiled as he knew it was about to get far, far worse for the little dragon. He took a moment to stare at the beauty of Spike’s bare soles all bound and ready to be played with. He couldn’t help but feel the area between his legs stiffen. He lowered the magical claw, and allowed a single finger to run from Spike’s heel all the way up to inbetween his toes.

“A-Ah!” Spike cried out, his toes splaying which only allowed the claw to get in deeper. Shining took this opportunity to allow the tip of it to graze in the newly exposed area. Spike merely yelped again and squeezed his toes shut.

“Mmhm…” Spike made a noise far too clearly sounding like a giggle being desperately muffled. His toes wiggled faster when the claw freed itself from inbetween them.

“Just that little stroke and you’re already whining?” Shining asked. He couldn’t help but be playful. After all, he had been working up to this all day. “Gee, I’m going to have a world of fun with your soles if you’re that sensitive, Spike.”

“Jerk,” Spike whined.

“What was that?” Shining asked. He moved the claw back to the feet. He let the fingers slowly stroke and dance on the soft ball of Spike’s right foot.

“A-Ahahaha!” Spike cried out, his body writhing. Shining weighted his bindings so he was unable to fling himself over, and so he didn’t have to take his eyes off of those deliciously ticklish soles for even a moment.

“Hmmm,” Shining said, now getting more into the fun of this. He moved his face down to the sole he wasn’t tormenting with the quick swipes of the magical claw and pressed his lips firmly against them. The toes were wiggling just as much as the other foot, so he took this opportunity to unleash his tongue and give the soles a much deserving lick upward.

“A-Ahaha, Shining!” Spike cried out. Shining could barely hear him over the amount of restraint he was going through just to stop from grabbing Spike’s foot and suckling on his delicious looking toes. He was getting that feeling again he had in the tub. Almost drunk on the fantasy becoming reality. Spike’s feet feeling a million times more sensitive and soft on his lips than he could imagine. The sweet sounds of Spike giggling helplessly.

“Mmm,” Shining whined.

He removed the claw, though found it more difficult to remove his lips. Spike was panting already. A ghost of a giggle was in his breath.

“That was kind of fun,” Spike said, still giggling. “Shining, are you… o-oh.”

“What?” Shining asked. He realized Spike’s eyes were wide and staring unusually far down. Shining glanced down, and realized his cock was already exposed and half hard. A moment Shining froze, unsure if it was okay to let it be seen or if he should hide it. Spike seemed to make the decision for him, as he turned his head away and squirmed some more.

“S-Sorry,” Shining said, closing his legs.

“N-No!” Spike said. “It’s fine! I-I believe you now that you like my feet!”

Shining found himself smiling at that comment when Spike allowed himself to look back. Shining undid the bindings from Spike so he could sit up. Spike was still staring between Shining’s legs.

“Is it weird that I… got turned on from that?” Shining asked.

“No,” Spike said. “I liked it… A-A lot, actually.”

Spike looked down, squeezing and pulling at his fingers for a while. He looked like he was debating something in his head. Shining waited, though realized he was no longer burying his feet under the covers. The one he had licked and kissed was slightly damp looking, and the thought of it made Shining want to attack once more. He restrained himself, though just barely, when Spike began to talk again.

“Do you wanna go rougher?” Spike asked. “Like… really hard?”

“Really hard?” Shining asked, raising a brow. “You sure you can handle it when I go really, really hard?”

“W-What’s that supposed to mean?” Spike said defensively, though the tripping over his words made Shining feel as though even he was questioning his decision. “C’mon I know you like it too, don’t make me ask again! How hard could you even go?”

“Oh,” Shining said, puffing out his chest and slinking down in a threatening manner. “I don’t think you know just how much torture I’m willing to put your hot feet through, dragon boy.”

“H-Hot,” Spike echoed.

“That’s right,” Shining giggled as he drew closer. Spike leaned back. “If you really think you can handle what I got for those things, then you’ll listen to any order I give, right?”

“Y-Yeah!” Spike said. “Course!”

Shining’s grin widened.

“Spread your legs as far as you can,” Shining said. “Then lift your feet up nice and high for me.”

“Okay,” Spike said. He showed the slightest bit of hesitation, but complied. He rested most of his weight on his elbows set behind him and spread out his legs. Now it was obvious that he too had been aroused by the little tickling game they had played, as his cock was visible. Shining’s grin grew, and Spike’s blush deepened.

Much to his surprise, Spike actually went through with it. He lifted his feet right into the air with his legs spread so every part of the dragon he found captivating was on display. He could see just the bottom half of Spike’s rump under his tail, and the base of his cock. What intrigued him most though was the area were his thighs met. Even with his legs spred and feet in the air there was a bit of fat there.

“Now what?” Spike asked.

“Now,” Shining said, summoning his magic again. He grabbed both of Spike’s ankles once more, though this time locked them into the exact humiliating position they were in. Spike gasped, and his eyes widened in surprise. “I get to do whatever I want to your feet, and you can’t do a thing about it. That’s what you like about being tickled, right?”

Spike visibly bit his lip.

“Yeah,” Spike said.

Shining Armor grinned, and with a poof of his magic two deadly looking tools came forth. A makeup brush, and a feather. The makeup brush was the sort Cadence loved to use, while the feather was massive and blue and one of the softest Shining had ever seen. Spike’s eyes continued to widen, which at this point seemed an impossible feat. The dragon’s cock between his legs grew harder very visibly.

“Oh, somebody’s excited already,” Shining said with a teasing tone.

“C-C’mon,” Spike whined, instinctively pulling at his legs to try and close them but then simply covering the cock with his hand once he remembered he was trapped. “You’re hard too!”

“Good point,” Shining said with a shrug. “But I’m not the one whose getting teased with these toys tonight.”

Shining waved the tickle tools threateningly. He slinked closer to Spike. More accurately, closer to his suspended feet. He gave the sole on the right a long series of kisses and a few licks. Much to his delight Spike giggled and wiggled his toes. Then, without any verbal warning he raised the feather like a sword and began swishing the tip up and down the arch of the other foot.

“A-Ahhh!” Spike cried out in what almost sounded more like a scream, but quickly devolved into hysterical giggling. He tried to reach up his hands almost on instinct, but Shining had known he would try this and grabbed them by magic and forced them down.

“No stopping without the safe word!” Shining said. “Tickle tickle, Spike!”

“A-Ahahaha!” Spike cried out. His toes were going wild on both feet now as the delicately soft feather danced and swiped with greed over the dragon’s bare foot. He moved the feather up, swiping it over the dancing toes which only made Spike go more wild. He thrashed, and his little body was enough to make the bed springs cry out.

“N-Noohoho!” Spike begged. “T-Tohohohoes! My tohohoes are ticklish!”

“Yes they are,” Shining Armor purred, knowing it was impossible for Spike to respond. “Oh, but your left foot is getting all the fun. I bet your right foot is just as ticklish.”

“D-Don’t!” Spike cried out. “C-C’mohohon let me, BAHAHAHAHA!”

Shining didn’t allow Spike to finish his throat before he attacked the other foot with the large soft makeup brush. He went directly for the underside of the dragon’s plump toes, a spot he found to his pleasure on both feet to be a hotspot of ticklish glee for the dragon.

“Aahahhhhaaaaa!” Spike whined. His voice echoed throughout the room. “T-Tickles! It tihihickles!”

“Wiggle those toes for me, Spike,” Shining teased some more. “You know you want to. C’mon, let’s tickle here some more!”

“Nohohohoo!” Spike cried out just as the feather began to saw between his toes, running back and forth on the sensitive bit of scales. This only freed up a good portion of Spike’s bare left foot, which of course Shining couldn’t resist from going forward and giving the heel and arch several long, lusty licks.

“Ahhh!” Spike cried out intermingled with his giggling. Shining glanced down to see his cock was entirely hard. Shining grinned.

“Somebody’s all excited,” Shining said. He was grinning winder now. He stopped the tickling on Spike’s bare soles. “If I didn’t know any better…”

“W-What are you doing?” Spike asked. He sounded horrified as both the feather and makeup brush lifted of his now blushing soles.

“I wonder if more than just your cute feet are ticklish,” Shining said. “I wooonnndddeeeeerrrr…”

As he drew out the word, he placed the feather on the base of the cock and allowed the soft bristles to wrap around Spike’s cock with his magic. He drew the feather up and let it tickle slowly.

“Mmmmhmm!” Spike whined, his cheeks bulging with contained giggling he was clearly suppressing.

“Or here,” Shining said, drawing the makeup brush down further to Spike’s taint. He let it rest for just a second so Spike could gasp, and then stroke up up and down.

“A-Ahahaha!” Spike’s giggling burst. “N-Nohohoh! Shining! A-Ahaha that feels so wehehehird!”

Spike’s toes still wiggled despite not being touched. Spike couldn’t resist it any longer and allowed the tickling toys to do their work on the horribly ticklish dragon. He went forward and allowed his lips to slip around Spike’s toes. He sucked greedily, feeling them on his tongue. He wanted more. So much more. He couldn’t stop licking at them now, and Spike’s giggling only grew louder when the tip of his tongue played with the dragon’s various sweet spots.

“Y-Yohohou’re so weird!” Spike cried out. Shining grinned. It was obvious Spike was enjoying this by the excitement in his tone.

“I think we both know I can go worse,” Shining said. “How mean would it be if I added some more toys and let those ones play down there?”

Spike could only respond with giggling, as the makeup brush was getting dangerously close to his sensitive buttcheeks. Shining grinned, and summoned a new tool. One that he knew would drive Spike to pure, horny insanity. Two toothbrushes, one pink and one blue.

“O-Ohoho gosh!” Spike whined at the sight of the two brushes.

“Don’t look so scared,” Shining giggled. He grabbed Spike’s ankle, allowing it to unbind while the other stayed trapped in the air. He hugged it tight and could already feel Spike try to pull it away. He loved this fight. “It’ll only make you laugh your head off!”

And with that, he drew the toothbrush down to Spike’s sole and began to brush.

It seemed that Shining Armor picked the right tool. Spike began to scream.

“BAHAHAHAHAHA, S-SHINING! NOHOHOHO!” Spike squealed. His leg began kicking wildly, though his strength was pitiful compared to Shining’s. Shining pulled back Spike’s toes with one hoof and went to work scrubbing the underside with the other. Somehow Spike managed to squeal louder. His laughter was hypnotic, and all Shining wanted to do was spend all night right here tickling his adorably sensitive dragon soles.

“Tickle tickle!” Shining cried out. He forced Spike’s other leg closer and in his hurry to have fun accidently dropped the two toys playing with his privates. He unbound Spike’s other ankle through kept his upper half trapped. He hugged both feet under his left foreleg and pulled the toes back and slightly apart with magic. He forced his lips over one of the toes while the his magic got to work on utterly torturing his little dragon friend. Endless, non-stop tickling was brought on by the brushes.

“AHAHAHA!” Spike squealed. He was shaking so hard trying to kick and free his legs on instinct alone that the entire bed was shaking. He seemed to really be losing his sanity, and it was clear why. If Shining slowed down his vicious scrubbing, a task he was very unlikely to do, he would realize Spike’s usually pale purple soles were pink with flush from constant tickling.

“Mmm, you’re feet are so great,” Shining said without thinking. “So big and ticklish.”

“S-Shining!” Spike cried out. “A-Ahahaha! Ahhh! Ahhh!”

Something was different in Spike’s tone that Shining Armor was struggling to recognize. He was so distracted by his lust for the wiggling toes he couldn’t help but lick and tickle at that he didn’t realize Spike’s entire body was tensing and untensing. He kept tickling his arches and under his toes relentlessly. Any word that passed Spike’s lips with exception of the safe word was deaf on his ears. He simply adored to hear his adorable giggling.

“A-Ahhhhh ahaha!”

Spike’s toes curled very suddenly with such force that Shining was forced to remove the magic holding them back in fear he might actually harm the dragon. Before he even had time to turn around, he heard Spike cry out in what sounded like a moan. His feet scrunched, and something very warm hit Shining’s back.

“Ah!” Shining cried out, releasing Spike’s legs only for them to fall onto the bed without fight. He turned around, seeing Spike lying there just in time for a shot of cum bursting from his cock to fly up and land on his belly. Spike was whimpering, his face a blushing mess. He was panting when Shining finally released the bindings on his wrists.

“D-Did you just cum?” Shining asked.

“I… I think so,” Spike said. It was difficult to tell if he was stuttering from embarrassment or exhaustion, as both looked very evident. Shining’s eyes widened.

“Spike, I wasn’t even touching your cock. Did you cum just from me touching your feet?”

Spike closed his eyes and covered his face with both his hands. Shining felt his own face grow hot, and looked down to see Spike’s body covered in his own mess of cum.

“It felt really good, Shining,” Spike said in a tone Shining caught as embarrassment. “I-I tried to tell you, I’m sorry.”

“N-No, it wasn’t bad!” Shining said, getting down trying to fix the situation. He started laughing. He couldn’t help it. He pried Spike’s hands away from his face and grinned wildly as Spike looked at him. “I just didn’t expect it.”

“Did you like it?” Spike asked.

“I should be asking you that, dummy!” Shining giggled, and couldn’t help but kiss Spike right on his cheek. Spike grinned at that, and it was a sight that made the stallion’s heart pound. “I just licked your feet like my life depended on it I think I’m good for the liking it.”

“I liked it too,” Spike said. “I’m just… oh man, I’m really tired.”

Shining felt Spike’s lower legs push against him. His toes pushed to Shining’s coat and ran through his white fur. Shining kissed him again in the same spot, and was rewarded with a giggle.

“We really need to do that again,” Shining said. “If it wasn’t too weird for you.”

Spike grabbed Shining, and wrapped his arms around the stallion’s midsection. He buried his face deep in Shining’s chest. Shining put his hoof on Spike’s back, and gazed down to the dragon’s feet. Very little was keeping him from blurting out all the things he still wanted to try with Spike’s feet, a major one being relieving the hardness between his own legs. But for now, Spike being happy and learning to enjoy the sensation of tickling was enough to make Shining happy.

“Tomorrow night?” Spike asked. “Or is that too soon?”

“You tell me,” Shining said, poking Spike in the back. “You’re the one whose feet are gonna be tortured.”

“I think I can take it,” Spike said. “You need to tickle rougher if you wanna make me really afraid.”

“Don’t challenge me,” Shining said. “I can make you pass out if I try hard enough, I bet.”

Spike giggled, and then pushed away slightly until he was able to look Shining in the eye. He had a look on his face that seemed sheepish, though not exactly afraid.

“Shining?”

“Yeah?” Shining asked.

Spike leaned forward, and gave Shining a light kiss on his lips. He giggled as he backed away.

“Thanks for not thinking I’m weird,” Spike said. “I had fun.”

Shining grinned, and couldn’t stop himself from grabbing Spike and squeezing him into a hug. Spike squealed, and whined, and then started giggling helplessly as Shining squeezed him tighter.

“I had fun too, Spike,” Shining said.