Chapters Author's Note
This has been a story I've been a bit scared to post, or even write. I feel it's weird to publicly display my kinks so openly on this site, even though I've done it before. I worry some of my followers will be turned away by this, but also I don't really care because it's my account and I can post what I want. This here is just an introduction chapter, which I don't normally do for porn, because I wanted the hard part of the intro out of the way.
Shining's Desire
Shining Armor for the past several months had been playing a dangerous game. A game of secrets, to be exact. Secrets were a funny thing, and it was mostly because they were far more complicated than ponies let on. Sometimes ponies kept secrets from themselves of things they denied, or didn’t want to know. It was different from a common secret in every sense of the word, because this kind drowned in denial. Shining Armor had been going through a good deal of denial, too.
“What’s wrong?” Cadence asked.
Shining Armor paused, his hoof hovering over the half packed saddle bags that laid on his bed. He blinked, looking up and over to his wife. He didn’t know just how long he had been staring into space. He looked at her, and realized she had been talking for the longest time and he didn’t have the slightest idea what she had been talking about.
“S-Sorry, Hon,” Shining said, tripping over a few of his words as he shook his head slowly. Cadence walked to him. He both adored and despised how easily she was able to read him. To simply know something was plaguing his thoughts. “What were you saying?”
“Just that Twilight said in her letter that she’s excited to see you,” Cadence said, putting a smile on her face that didn’t quite reach her eyes. Shining looked into her eyes, and realized near instantly they were the kind that wanted to help, even if she didn’t know what was going on. “So is Spike.”
Shining tensed just slightly at that last part. Cadence’s smile turned into a frown for a fraction of a second.
“I-I know,” Shining said, masking his obvious concern with a chuckle. “I’m excited to see them too, Cady. I just wish you could come, y’know.”
“That’s not why you’re stressed,” Cadence said. It wasn’t a question, but spoken like a fact. Shining frowned, hating how easily he was being read. He didn’t know if he was just that open of a book or if Cadence knew him well enough to know when something was clawing under his skin.
“I’m fine,” Shining said, forcing a laugh that he hoped sounded genuine as he brushed Cadence’s hoof from his shoulder. He went back to packing up the last of his saddle bags before securing them shut. “The train leaves in an hour, though. I should really get to the station.”
Cadence reached out her hoof, and grabbed Shining by the foreleg. Instantly, Shining felt his heart drop as well as his gaze. His smile faltered, and he was frowning now. He didn’t need to look at Cadence to know she was doing the same.
“Sweetie,” Cadence said in a voice all cotton candy and sugary treats. The sweetness of it made Shining’s insides churn. She reached up her hoof, and brushed aside a strand of blue hair from Shining’s eyes. “You’ve been acting strange ever since the last time we visited Twilight. Whenever I bring her or Spike up you get tense and weird.”
Shining Armor’s frown deepened, and he wondered if he had been that obvious.
“Cady…” Shining said, though realized as soon as he said it he had no clue how to finish it. He forced himself to look up into her eyes. She looked worried.
“You two didn’t have a fight, did you?” Cadence asked. “Is that what this is about?”
“Me and Twi?” Shining asked, now genuinely smiling because it was such an absurd idea. “No way. Seriously, Cady, I’m fine.”
“Then what about Spike?” Cadence interjected quickly when Shining gave the slightest hint of pulling away.
Instantly, Shining Armor felt his body tense. His smile froze on his face but he knew his eyes changed. Cadence was staring at him. She was reading him as if deciphering what that single reaction meant. Shining looked away fast, but knew from the hoof finding his own that it was too late. She knew something was wrong, and now had landed in the ballpark.
“It’s nothing,” Shining said, the words spoken so much they were beginning to feel hollow. “I-It’s dumb. It’s why I haven’t talked about it. He’d kill me if he knew I told anybody and I…”
“Shining,” Cadence said, pulling his hoof suddenly as she went to the bed. Shining had no choice but to follow, going to Cadence and letting himself slip onto the bed beside her. The silky sheets did little to comfort his growing anxiety. He forced himself to look at her once he was settled, and she had the sort of stern but kind face she used when being a monarch. “What’s wrong?”
Shining Armor gave a long, heavy sigh. It was a sigh he had been holding for months, ever since his last visit to Twilight and Spike. He felt his shoulders slouch slightly.
“Last time I was there,” Shining said, already the words quiet as if begging him to simply shut up and make an excuse. “Me and Spike were in his room reading some old comics. We were messing around some, and…”
Shining bit his lip.
“Hon,” Cadence said, squeezing his hoof. “It’s okay.”
“It was dumb,” Shining continued. His face felt hot, and he knew he was blushing. “I-I don’t remember why, but I grabbed his ankles at one point and started… tickling his feet.”
Cadence blinked, but otherwise her face didn’t change. Shining Armor sucked in a breath and continued.
“I think we were roughhousing some, I-I don’t know. Like we used to when he was younger. But I got him pinned down and started doing that, and… He got turned on a little.”
Cadence’s eyes widened slightly.
“Oh.”
“Oh,” Shining echoed his wife. “That’s what I said. Right to his face when I saw his… y’know.”
Her own face was slightly red on top of her pink coat now. She nodded her head, though it was clear from the look on her eyes that it had been the last thing she expected. Shining sighed.
“He seriously got so upset,” Shining said, squeezing Cadence’s hoof back. “He made me promise not to tell anybody, and then we didn’t talk at all. I don’t know if he’s mad at me or just embarrassed or both and…”
“Shining,” Cadence said, her tone soft and comforting despite the slight blush on her cheeks. “It’s okay. I’m sure it’s something you can both laugh about by now. If not, I’m sure he wasn’t upset with you, just embarrassed.”
“That’s not all,” Shining said without thinking. Instantly, he regretted his words. Cadence was staring at him now, curiosity brimming behind her wide eyes. He wanted to kick himself.
“Not all?” Cadence asked.
“I may have liked it too,” Shining Armor mumbled. “Like he did. He saw.”
Cadence stared at him for exactly three seconds before her gaze shifted to one of surprise. Shining closed his eyes, resisting the urge to flinch, and counted the seconds until he could breathe again.
“That’s… oh, I see. I… That’s…”
“It’s weird,” Shining said, spitting it out fast once he was able to speak again. His face was a hot crimson now. “I’m just the weirdo guy who got turned on by tickling a dragon’s feet, okay!”
Shining realized he had shouted that only as the last syllable left his mouth. Instantly he ripped his hoof away from Cadence’s own and used it to cover his face and shake his head. He let out a long groan. He flopped onto the bed, wanting to turn invisible or die or jump off the balcony.
“I’m a horrible husband,” Shining mumbled.
“No!” Cadence said, snapping into action despite her loss for words just a moment prior. She touched her hoof to his cheek and stroked gently. “Shining, you’re fine. It was just a little thing. You know I’ve never judged you for what you like.”
Shining sighed. It was true. Cadence, being the Princess of Love, was possibly the most open and accepting pony in all of Equestria with what she deemed acceptable. Shining could share just about any fantasy with her, and she would be willing to try at least once. This was different, though. This was just weird and alien to her. Alien to most ponies, he had to admit. The thoughts were coming up again harsh like rapid waves. The way Spike’s bare soles felt. The way he sounded when he laughed. The way he looked. They were making his chest feel tight and his heart race again. This was his secret, the one he refused to admit to himself.
“I liked it,” Shining mumbled. “I liked his… feet.”
“Do you want to do it again?” Cadence asked after possibly the longest silence of Shining’s life. Shining finally uncovered his face, and looked to her as if she had just proclaimed she was a four legged duck. She must have found his face funny, because she giggled and added “I’m serious!”
“No you’re not,” Shining said, sitting up. “C-C’mon, Cady, I can’t just do it again!”
“Why not?” Cadence asked. “You both seemed to like it!”
“I’m married! ” Shining nearly shouted. “To you!”
“I’ve let you explore before,” Cadence said with a smile. “Remember when you told me you liked stallions as well as mares? I helped you find a suitor and…”
“That was different,” Shining said, face flushing at the memory. “That was different. That wasn’t… Spike. It wasn’t…”
“Shining,” Cadence said, reaching out her hoof and cupping his jaw. She gave him a kiss, a brief one, and smiled when she pulled away. “Obviously this has been eating at you. I know you love me more than anything and I feel the same for you. If this fantasy will make you happy, you should at least see if he’s willing.”
That was Cadence. Always so willing to let Shining be happy. Always understanding and kind. Always pushing what Shining was afraid of when it came to fantasies.
“That’s if he wants it,” Shining mumbled.
“So you do want it?” Cadence asked, a hint of a tease.
“Y-Yeah,” Shining mumbled, flushed again.
“So,” Cadence said, smiling happily now. “If you talk with him, and he’s okay with the idea, I don’t see what the problem is. As long as I get a very, very detailed report when you return.”
“Y-You serious, Cady?” Shining asked, half giggling because of nerves. “You’d want to know that?”
“Are you kidding?” Cadence said. “Do you know how cute the idea of you being nervous and shy about that is? I’d be in the same room if I could!”
“Okay, now you’re just being weird,” Shining said with a laugh, but soon was silenced by a kiss. He wrapped his arms around Cadence, and felt a sense of relief as though a weight on his back had been lifted.
Now came the hard part. Asking Spike if he wanted to do it again.
Author's Note
The feedback I got for last chapter was a little overwhelming and a lot heart touching. I don't really know how to explain it without getting all sappy, but you're all sweet is what I'm gonna say. Also, don't worry, there's gonna be at least one more chapter after this focused on nothing but the good stuff. This was just more setup and a bit of teasing.
Spike's Embarrassment
Spike was nervous. It was the correct word to use in a situation like this. As he thought of it his mind went back to when he was learning to speak, and Twilight would read him definitions of words in her books. Though his vocabulary had never grown quite as expansive as hers, he prefered comic books to her long thick novels, he knew very well it was the right word to use right now.
The sound of a train whistle in the distance did little to calm Spike’s pounding chest. Though Twilight was here with him sitting just beside him, Spike had never felt more alone. He stared at the approaching train in the distance just as Twilight lifted her head from her book and a wide grin split her lips.
“That’s Shining!” The alicorn said in a giddy tone, jumping off the bench and giddily kicking her hooves down.
Spike swallowed, and realized a lump had been forming in his throat. His claws had been unable to sit still, and even linking them together made him want to squeeze and flex them. He stared down to the ground, which resulted in being a very bad idea because it meant he was staring right at the tops of his feet. They could, in a way, be blamed for the reason he was so nervous.
Two months ago, Shining Armor had learned a secret of Spike’s. A secret Spike had tried to deny for months on end even before that. A secret that even thinking of it now made him curl his toes and look away from his feet, because all it did was bring back the memory of when him and Shining had been messing around and the incident occurred. He mistakenly let himself think of it again. Shining sitting on his ankles, slowly running his hooves up and down Spike’s bare, sensitive soles. Spike begging. Spike growing aroused. Spike being humiliated beyond words.
Spike thought again as he had so many times before how good it felt to have his feet toyed with… He shook his head at that. No, that wasn’t true. He didn’t like it. It was weird to like it. He just… had a reaction that was embarrassing.
Spike realized the area between his legs was growing stiff at the memory alone, and instantly he bit his lip and forced away the thoughts. The last thing he needed was for it to happen in public. The train was approaching, and as Spike hopped off the bench he felt the vibration of the train on his soles. Another reminder.
The train came to a stop, and Spike found himself lingering behind Twilight. She hadn’t noticed just how nervous Spike had been about today. He was glad for this, because it meant it was easier to hide the reason.
As it turned out, Shining Armor was just as eager to see his sister as Twilight was to see him. He was the first off the train, standing there with a big goofy grin when the doors opened.
“Twily!” He called, jumping forward to embrace his sister in a tight hug. Spike had to stumble back to avoid being toppled over as he gasped, loudly. Already they were acting like themselves, babbling on as fast as they could and talking over each other about what happened since they last talked.
Seeing Shining here since last time was… overwhelming. The memory played over and over again in Spike’s mind of the moment.
“Hey, Spike,” Shining Armor said when he finally broke from Twilight. Their eyes met, and Spike felt his heart pound .
“H-Hey,” Spike said, knowing his words stumbled. He looked away fast, but realized out of the corner of his eye Shining Armor frowned at him. Spike had hoped he would be over it by now. Hoped that he could look at it as something embarrassing and stop obsessing over it by now. If Shining noticed just how nervous Spike was being, he didn’t say anything.
This was going to be a long week.
Back in the castle, Spike’s anxiety only grew worse. He had thought, or hoped, that being around Shining Armor for longer would make the past simply not matter anymore. Even with Twilight there to distract Shining Armor and fill in the blanks Spike wasn’t anywhere near ready to pounce on, there was an invisible tension in the air.
At first, Spike thought he had been imagining the way Shining kept looking to Spike. He passed it off as paranoia for the first ten glances once they were in the Castle, but after that it began to grow unnerving. Not once did Shining try to actually talk to Spike when he gazed at him, but just stared. It was clearly intentional. Spike wished he could read minds, or at least find the nerve to look back at Shining when he started to get a read on his emotions. Spike found he could not sit without anxiety plummeting unless his feet were flat against the floor or hidden under a pillow. Just having them out felt exposing.
“So, Spike,” Shining Armor said. It was the first time Spike had been addressed directly since the train station, other than being asked to prepare tea. “What have you been up to, bud?”
Spike blinked. He hadn’t been paying attention at all to the flow of conversation. Last time he was listening Twilight was laughing about something related to Cadence. A memory Spike didn’t have to share.
“Um,” Spike said, realizing he had done nothing but squeeze his fingers for the past thirty minutes. “Nothing really. Just… Assistant work and reading comics and stuff.”
“That’s cool,” Shining Armor said in a way that very, very clearly was not how he would respond if things were normal. If things were the same . If Spike hadn’t gotten turned on over having his feet touched and was desperately trying to pretend it never happened. Just having Shining here brought back the mess of discomfort he had managed to ignore for the past two months.
“Hey, Twi,” Shining said. “That train ride was long and I’m, like, super sweaty. Where’s your bath again?”
“Oh,” Twilight said, giggling as though realizing she had been so caught up in talking. “Spike will show you.”
“I will?” Spike asked.
Finally, Twilight looked to Spike with a curious look. Not annoyed, just curious. Spike realized just how rare it was for him to question things asked of him.
“I-I mean, I will!” Spike said, pushing aside his nerves and eternally grateful that Twilight’s face returned to normal and all curiosity vanished.
“Awesome,” Shining said, getting up as well.
Instantly, Spike regretted going along so willingly. It took no less than ten seconds after leading the way for him to realize he was alone with Shining in the castle’s hallway. His feet touched down to the crystal flooring and each step made his heart beat faster. He was entirely aware Shining could look at his feet with each step if he just gazed his head downward.
“It’s just over here,” Spike said, leading Shining toward the bathroom. He was speaking fast. Moving fast. Desperate to get away from being alone with Shining. “Towels are there, Twi has a bunch of girly soaps, and I…”
“Spike?” Shining Armor asked.
Spike froze, and for the first time forced himself to look up at Shining. He was standing there with a slight frown on his face. He didn’t look angry, or disappointed, or judgemental as Spike feared he might. If Spike had to guess, he looked… worried, almost.
“Y-Yeah?” Spike asked, overly aware his voice trembled. He felt small in a way beyond physical size.
“We’re… cool, right?” Shining asked.
He knows he knows he knows he knows! Was all Spike could think in a rush of anxiety.
“What do you mean?” Spike asked, forcing a laugh as he backed into the door and nearly tripped when it fell. He realized he was retreating into the bathroom. Even worse, Shining seemed to be following him. “I’m cool? We’re like, really cool. What’s there not to be cool about?”
“You just seem… nervous is all,” Shining said with a shrug. He stopped with his hooves at the edge of the doorway where the tile turned from purple to pink. “You’ve been really quiet since you got here. I mean, we were pals before the last time I visited. I just wanted to make sure…”
“What last time?” Spike said, forcing a grin so wide and hysterical he knew he must look insane. Shining was frowning again, worried as before. “Y-You mean the… the… thing?”
Spike realized with great stress he was unable to even hint to it. He couldn’t say the word feet or tickling. Not out loud. It made his stomach churn to even attempt it. It was too humiliating. Too weird.
“I just wanna make sure we’re still friends,” Shining Armor said with a sigh. “And that… you don’t feel too bad about it.”
Spike felt a new feeling plume in his chest. Guilt. Had Shining really been worried about him all this time? Was that why he kept looking at him?
“It was two months ago,” Spike said, his voice growing quiet as he glanced away. “I thought you’d forget about it by now.”
“I tried,” Shining said.
Spike didn’t think those words would make him flinch, but they did.
“N-Not like that!” Shining said, backpedaling hard. “Not like it was awful or something. Just, I was worried you’d be nervous still and… I-I felt kind of nervous.”
“About what?” Spike asked, crossing his arms to feel a little less exposed. It didn’t help much, even as he backed up further until his back was against the crystal cabinet that held the sink. “I’m the one who…”
Spike trailed off, and found himself squeezing his legs shut. Again, he was unable to say it, but this time the inability to do so came with a flush to his purple cheeks.
“Y’know,” Spike mumbled. “Got excited.”
Shining Armor was staring again. His big blue eyes felt like fire on Spike’s skin. He wanted to shrink now. It seemed to last forever as the silence drug on longer and longer.
“I did too,” Shining said, breaking the silence.
That was what drove Spike over the edge.
“You what!?” Spike snapped, eyes widening as he looked to Shining, whose face was now crimson on top of snow.
“You didn’t notice?” Shining snapped right back. They were shouting now.
“I was a little busy!” Spike yelled back.
“But my… t-thing touched your!”
“Boooooys!” Twilight yelled from the other room, voice carrying down the long spacious hallway. “What’s the matter? Are we out of soap?”
Twilight came fluttering down the hallway, landing gracefully just behind Shining. She stared at the two, who looked like statues staring at her wide eyed with their faces all flushed.
“Seriously,” Twilight said, frowning. “Is something wrong? Why are you two shouting? I can hear it on the other side of the castle.”
“C-Comics!” Shining Armor shouted. “Spike said he had a first addition of Power Ponies and I need to see it like right now!”
Spike stood, paralyzed. Twilight looked from Spike, to Shining, and then rolled her eyes with a sigh.
“Oookaaaaaay,” Twilight said with a little chuckle. “You two are dorks. Hurry up and take your bath so we can go out to dinner.”
As soon as Twilight was gone, Spike slumped down and let his bottom hit the floor and legs outstretched. Shining lowered his head and sighed. Spike didn’t realize it, but he was trembling slightly.
“Are we done yelling?” Shining Armor asked, stepping into the room.
“I dunno,” Spike said, drawing his knees to his chest more for the fact that his soles were visible over anything else. “Were you just teasing me? Did you really… get excited from…”
“Tickling you,” Shining Armor said in a whisper, and then slowly nodded his head. Spike stared at him with wide eyes, and then felt his face heat.
“Oh Celestia,” Spike whined, planning his hands against his face. “I’m gonna throw up…”
“Hey,” Shining said quickly, getting down low to crouch near Spike. He outstretched his hoof, and placed it on Spike’s shoulder. “Dude, it’s not weird at all. I talked with Cadence about it and…”
“Mmm!” Spike made a sudden noise and covered his mouth to stifle a shout. His whole body tensed.
“W-Why?” Spike hissed under his breath.
“Because I…” Shining said, putting a hoof behind his head and rubbing. “Because I kept thinking about it, I dunno. Kept thinking it made me feel weird and made you feel weird and was worried exactly this would happen. Y-You just have really cute feet, I dunno.”
Silence fell like a book being dropped. One of Twilight’s massive dictionaries.
“Cute?” Spike asked, curling his toes on the crystal flooring.
“I mean,” Shining said, face growing pinker. “A little. You laughing was cute, too. A-And the way you writhed. The whole thing, really. I mean, a lot. Not a little.”
Shining Armor was rambling now, and then suddenly sat down and coughed into his hoof and glanced away.
“Cadence is really open to pretty much anything,” Shining Armor said once it was clear Spike was too shell shocked to add anything. “She’s the one who said I should talk to you about it. When I told her I liked stallions a few years ago she let me mess around and see if it was true. This was the one thing I didn’t tell her about till earlier just cause… I-I dunno, I’ve known you your whole life. You’re older now though and…”
“Shining?” Spike asked.
“Yeah?” Shining said, though a bit too loud. He was snapped out of his rambling trance in and instant, and was suddenly alert.
“I dunno if I can stand,” Spike said.
It was true. His legs felt like pure jelly, and trying to put any pressure onto them made them tremble and shake. He was still shaking slightly out of nerves alone. To even talk about this out loud was like dropping a weight he had been carrying for months.
Thankfully, Shining began to laugh. It was a nice laugh. A relieved laugh. Spike found himself smiling too, and even began to giggle a little before Shining stood up, and outstretched his hoof to Spike. Spike got to his feet, shakily, and went forward to lean a good amount of his weight on Shining’s chest. A hoof went around his back to keep him steady.
“You okay?” Shining asked.
“Yeah,” Spike said through a mouthful of Shining’s chest fluff. “Just…”
Spike pushed away, though kept his hands on Shining’s chest in case he felt like he was going to fall again.
“I dunno what I like,” Spike said slowly, testing the words before getting them out to make sure he wouldn’t stutter or embarrass himself. “I’ve been really scared to try. When you… t-tickled me.”
Spike flinched at his own stutter. Even saying it out loud felt alien and poison on his tongue. Surprisingly, nothing struck him down and nobody laughed. Shining just nodded his head.
“I really liked it,” Spike said, quietly. “I really, really liked it, Shining.”
“I did too,” Shining said. It made Spike tense up. “I guess ponies don’t really get to be around feet much. And you… yours are…”
“Are what?” Spike asked.
Shining frowned.
“Soft…” He muttered.
Spike found himself laughing. A quiet giggle. Shining was smiling too, though it was in response to the flush on his face.
“I-I dunno how to describe it,” Shining giggled. “Stop laughing, jerk.”
Once the two of them managed to stop laughing, Spike found enough of his own strength to push off Shining and stand properly. He still looked down at the space between them, but felt Shining put a hoof on top of his head.
“I seriously don’t want things to be weird between us,” Shining said. “You’re like my bro, you know that. If you wanna forget about it then I can, alright? But if you wanna…”
“Wanna what?” Spike said, not even waiting to give Shining a chance to finish. Shining frowned.
“Wanna do it seriously?” Shining said. It was as if he wasn’t sure it was the right way to say it, so he formed it as a question. “If you liked it, and I liked it I mean. I mean, you said you were too scared to try. I could… help.”
Spike found himself staring wide eyed and stunned. Thoughts and questions and anxieties were bubbling around in his head, and by the time he finally opened his mouth he was interrupted.
“Guuuuys!” Twilight called. “Did you seriously not bathe yet? The place is gonna close before you stop nerding out!”
“S-Sorry, Twily!” Shining shouted. “Running water now!”
As if to prove this, Shining used his magic to turn on the faucets of the tub. He stepped away from Spike, leaving him there to squeeze his fingers and curl his toes some more. Shining leaned on the edge of the tub, and gave out a massive sigh.
“Maybe,” Spike said at last, turning to shut the door slowly and make sure it was locked. “Just a little?”
He spoke just barely loud enough to be heard under the torrent of water flowing from the tub. Shining turned to him, and instantly Spike’s heart pounded in his chest. Shining smiled, and Spike felt his cheeks grow hot. He approached both Shining and the tub slowly, hugging his sides.
“Seriously?” Shining asked.
“Please don’t make me say it again,” Spike said with a bit of a whine as he bounced on his toes with impatience. “I wanna do it, okay?”
Shining’s smile grew, and he glanced to the tub.
“Remember when you were little and we used to take baths together?” Shining Armor asked.
“Yeah?” Spike replied, staring at the filling tub.
“Weeeeelllllll,” Shining said, rolling his eyes all the way to the tub as he said so, and then nodded at it. “Perfect excuse.”
Without another word, Shining climbed into the half filled tub and sighed. It was steaming warm. Spike stared. His heart was pounding. Right now? Right here of all places?
So why was his body moving?
Without thought Spike wrapped his fingers around the edge of the massive tub and hoisted himself up. He saw on the edge, gripping the sides with his fingers. Shining Armor was right in front of him, face smiling up as he sat back relaxing.
The water rose, and touched the tips of Spike’s toes. He curled them, and saw Shining’s gaze go downward. A voice in the back of Spike’s head told him to hide his feet, while his real thoughts told him it was okay. The water rose until it encased his feet all the way to his ankles, and all the way to Shining Armor’s shoulders.
“You okay?” Shining asked, sitting up and slinking forward some.
“I think,” Spike said, running his foot slowly in the warm water. “What’re you gonna do, though?”
“I dunno,” Shining said with a shrug. “Just… touch them?”
“O-Okay,” Spike said despite his stutter, and grabbed the edge of the tub tighter as Shining approached.
Shining grabbed Spike’s angle gently, and hoisted his sole from the water. It was dripping. His foot was purple like the rest of him, though the scales on his feet were slightly paler than the rest of him. A little known fact about dragons, was that their feet were both softer and paler than the rest of them. Spike fought the urge to pull his foot away. To keep it hidden. Shining brought up his hoof from the water, and ran it slowly.
“Mmm,” Spike made a noise. Instantly he flushed at that little stroke of the hoof bringing up the urge to laugh. Shining looked up to him.
“They’re soft,” Shining Armor said.
“I use Twilight’s shampoo sometimes,” Spike said, not sure why he was admitting it now. “I… I like how soft it makes them.”
“So do I,” Shining Armor said, touching the sole more. By now his hoof had found Spike’s toes, a dangerous spot to even think about touching. They were round and pudgy with his claws pointed and sticking out. Shining touched each of them. He rubbed each of them slowly. Then, he did something Spike didn’t expect at all. He brought them to his lips, and kissed.
“Ah!” Spike cried out, slipping from the edge of the tub and sliding down into the water in a mess of a splash. He was encased quickly, his body landing down on Shining’s own. Once his head bobbed up he was coughing, and struggling to rub his eyes so he could see again.
“D-Dude, I’m sorry,” Shining said quickly. “I shoulda warned you. I-I just wanted to do that, I’m sorry.”
“F-Fine,” Spike said, shaking his head between a cough of water that got trapped in his throat. “I-It’s fine, Shining.”
Spike tried to move, planting his body against Shining’s own to find a bit of leverage and properly sit up in the water. Instantly Shining Armor’s body tensed, and his eyes widened. He could just see Shining begin to open his mouth when Spike felt something graze against his toes.
“Don’t!” Shining hissed. It was too late. Spike’s foot was touching his cock, and it was half hard.
Spike froze, not sure if he should move or wait for Shining to do it. Slowly, he removed his foot. His face got hotter.
“Oh,” Spike mumbled.
Spike then realized he too was hard. He was suddenly very glad for falling into the water for Shining to not have to see them.
“Y-Yeah,” Shining said, sinking a little and hunching. “I told you, they’re really cute.”
Spike blinked just one time, and sucked in a slow breath.
“This is weird,” He said.
Shining laughed at that, and came closer.
“It really is,” Shining said. His body was pressing to Spike’s now at the edge of the tub. His hoof was in the water, and in a second Spike found the sensation back on his foot, the time the opposite one. Shining sat back, pulling up Spike to his chest with a bit of magic. He grabbed his ankle again, and this time pulled the foot to his face. He didn’t even hesitate before opening his mouth, and giving it a long, lustful lick all the way up to his toes.
“Ah,” Spike whined. “Shining…”
“That’s so much better than I imagined,” Shining nearly moaned with his face still pressed to Spike’s foot, his muzzle under the toes. “This isn’t too far, is it?”
Spike wished he had the courage to say it wasn’t far enough. That one little lick had sent electricity throughout his entire body. He wanted it to happen again and again and again until he was satisfied and high on the sensation of Shining playing with his bare, sensitive feet.
“It isn’t,” Was all Spike could manage to say before Shining kissed his toes again one by one.
“Oh, Jeez,” Shining laughed as he pushed the ankle away. Suddenly he was laughing. Actually, he couldn’t stop laughing it seemed like. It was to the point where Spike was worried something was wrong, and anxiety was pooling inside of him.
“What?” Spike asked, pulling his feet back and sitting up half in the tub half on Shining’s lower chest.
“I was just so worried about thinking about doing all that,” Shining said. “I seriously came to thinking about doing that like five times, Spike.”
Spike’s eyes widened.
“Too much info?” Shining asked, still chuckling.
“N-No,” Spike said, shaking his head. “It’s fine.”
He was very aware he was hard, and even more aware it was pressing to Shining Armor’s chest. He told himself this was okay. This was allowed. This was fine and it was really happening and he could be okay with it.
“I thought about it too,” Spike admitted. “Not just you… anybody, really. Playing with them.”
“They’re really cute,” Shining said.
“You said that,” Spike said with a smile.
“Heeeeeey!” A voice startled the two of them from outside of the room. “Shining? Have you seen Spike?”
“I’m in here!” Spike called. Shining’s eyes were wide. “I-I’m just talking to Shining!”
“While he’s bathing ?” Twilight asked skeptically.
“Y… Yes?” Shining was the one who answered.
“Ugh, whatever,” Twilight groaned. “Hurry up you two! I’m hungry!”
She was gone again, and the two settled down.
“That killed the mood,” Spike mumbled, his cock already half as hard as it was a moment again. Shining smiled, and nodded his head in agreement. Still, he grabbed Spike by the foot and kissed it before setting it down, and hugging Spike.
“What’s that for?” Spike asked, his face pressed to Shining’s wet chest.
“Dunno,” Shining said with a shrug. “Just wanted to.”
Without warning, Shining pushed Spike back and they pressed their muzzles together. Their lips were only a few inches apart now. They stared into each other’s eyes, and for once Spike didn’t feel nervous.
The kiss was brief, sweet, but not rushed. It was just long enough for it to feel right without overstaying its welcome. Shining’s lips were soft for a stallion, but the strength in his hug as they connected was all the strength of a steed. It made Spike feel safe, and more happy than he had been all day. When they parted, Spike realized he was giggling but couldn’t remember starting.
“Later,” Shining said in a whisper. “I wanna tickle your feet.”
Spike smiled.
“I’ll be mad if you don’t,” Spike said with a smile in return.
“What do you say we wash up before Twi gets mad?” Shining asked. “And see if her shampoo really does make your feet softer.”
Spike grinned, and began squirming in place as Shining’s hoof found his foot again. He couldn’t help but feel excited, both for right now and what awaited him later.
Spike and Shining's Experiment
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.
“Why are you squirming?” Shining Armor asked in a low, hushed tone as he whispered into Spike’s ear. Spike felt his body tremble ever so slightly at the warm breath that rushed down his neck. “It’s not like you’re going anywhere.”
Spike knew that this was a fact. He was indeed trapped beyond any reasonable measure. Trapped in Shining Armor’s magical bindings that currently kept his wrists above his head and his ankles trapped together. He would have said something, or turned his head to hide his blush, had it not been for the blindfold covering his eyes or the piece of fabric over his mouth that muffled his whines. He felt Shining Armor’s hoof gently touch his chest and circle in small, delicate strokes. It made his body tremble again. He wasn’t going anywhere.
“Come on now,” Shining Armor said with a hint of a chuckle. “You haven’t even met your little friend yet…”
Just as Shining said it Spike felt the faintest touch of something soft graze the underside of his bound, pudgy toes. A faint whine came out of his gagged lips and on instinct he tried to scrunch his feet. Shining had already bound his toes back, so this was impossible. All he could feel was the tiny, deadly tool of the paintbrush roll along the underside of his toes. Shining’s lips pressed gently to his neck just as giggles vibrated Spike’s throat. Though the gag did not allow him to laugh he did indeed hear the muffled cries escape from himself. Shining wrapped a hoof around his upper body to embrace him in a tight hug but still the tool used to tickle his exposed toes did not slow.
“Mhmhmhm…” Spike whimpered under his gag. His body squirmed the best it could, which was not very much. He felt one kiss on his cheek and then another on his neck. The first made him blush while the second made him tremble. The paintbrush now ran down his toes to the arche of his left foot where it began to circle in slow, taunting strokes. This made Spike’s giggling grow louder as his wrists and ankles instinctually pulled at the magical bindings he knew deep down he could not break.
“That’s a sweet spot, isn’t it Spike?” Shining Armor asked in the same tone he knew would make Spike’s body tremble in delight. The sort of tone that was dangerous and alluring all at once. It was dripping with lust as his hoof touched Spike’s belly and trailed down only to stop just an inch above the hard cock Spike knew he was showing off. “You like it when you get tickled there, huh?”
Just as he said it Spike felt a second sensation. Another tool, not a paintbrush but something rougher and more course touched his other foot in the same position. Very lightly and very slowly it began to run up and down his arch. His body squirmed more, and his laughter grew louder.
“MHMHMHMHMMMM!” Spike cried out the best he could through his gag. Shining responded with a light kiss to the nape of Spike’s neck and then gave a gentle, tiny lick. The sensation was nothing in comparison to the tickling on his feet, but still it made his body react.
“Good boy,” Shining said in a low tone. “C’mon. Don’t be shy. You know how much I love it when you laugh from me playing with your big, ticklish feet.”
Spike gasped, or at the very least let out a sound as close as he could still being gagged, just as he felt movement on the bed and something soft press to the tips of his toes. He recognized the feeling all too well, and knowing what it was made him blush. Shining was kissing his toes one by one as the paintbrush and other tool tickled his feet. He whined and whimpered and felt his cock grow harder and harder.
“MMM!” Spike whined.
At that noise the tickling stopped, and as did the kissing. Spike felt the fabric around his mouth vanish, and he began to heavily breathe.
“You okay, Spike?” Shining Armor asked. He touched Spike’s blindfold and pulled it up so one of his large emerald green eyes was revealed. He saw Shining sitting above him with a small smile but eyes that said he was worried.
“Y-Yeah,” Spike said. His face felt hot. Very, very hot. “Just didn’t expect you to… k-kiss them is all.”
Slowly the magic around his ankles and wrists went away and Spike was able to lower his arms. He drew his knees up and put his hands over his belly and interlocked his fingers. He felt Shining’s hoof touch his cheek as he glanced up again and saw Shining begin to chuckle.
“I can’t help it,” Shining said. “You’re just really cute when your feet are played with.”
Spike still wasn’t used to Shining Armor saying such things, so he couldn’t think of a way to respond and simply looked away. He felt Shining kiss his warm cheek. Spike put one of his feet over the other and wiggled his toes as he squirmed in place. If it weren’t for the face that his legs were firmly shut his hard cock would still be visible.
Spike sat up and pulled the blindfold from his eyes entirely. He felt Shining wrap a foreleg around his belly and hook him into a hug. A muzzle pressed to his neck and took in a long breath. Spike giggled and squirmed with a mixture of delight and embarrassment. Shining had grown increasingly cuddly and just generally sweet in the week he and Spike had been experimenting with all interests that pertained to their newly discovered shared kinks.
“Mmm, you’re so cute when I tickle you,” Shining whispered. “Was the blindfold okay? How about the gag.”
“They were fine,” Spike said with a giggle. “Kinda… e-exciting, actually. Not being able to beg or see what you were gonna do.”
“I’m glad,” Shining said. “Anything else you wanna do tonight?”
“I-I dunno,” Spike said. “What do you wanna do?”
Shining was quiet for a moment. He ran his hoof up and down Spike’s belly in a way that felt both comforting and intimate. Spike was glad Shining couldn’t see his face because he wasn’t sure if he could meet the stallion’s eyes without embarrassment.
“Anything you want is fine by me, Spike,” Shining chuckled.
“Yeah, it’s just…” Spike trailed off. He didn’t know how to word his thoughts so he squirmed in place as he tried to place them. It had been bothering him for a while now, the fact that whatever they seemed to do always involved what he wanted and never what Shining desired. Though it was clear Shining enjoyed what they were doing he was never one to offer up suggestions. It was annoyingly considerate.
“You’re leaving in a few days and all,” Spike mumbled. It was a thought he did not like to think about. It wasn’t as if he had any sort of feelings of romantic love for Shining. What they were doing was emotional, yes, but also experimental and forcing Spike to be vulnerable. In many ways it went beyond what Spike thought he knew about romance. It was blind trust put into a pony he knew would never make him feel wrong for what he had enjoyed so much. He touched both hands to Shining’s hoof still resting around his belly and squeezed gently.
“Don’t think about that,” Shining said with a reassuring squeeze. Spike let out a sigh, because it was clear Shining was missing the point. “C’mon, you can’t be so horny you can’t stand not to see me for a month or two.”
It was a joke, but it still made Spike’s chest feel funny.
“C-C’mon,” Spike whined as he squirmed out of Shining’s hug. “Don’t tease me like that.”
“Though I am gonna miss playing with your feet,” Shining continued to whisper in that teasing tone that made Spike’s body tremble. His hoof went down to Spike’s ankle and dared to touch the soft sole of his foot. He kissed Spike’s neck and Spike had to resist digging his claws into Shining’s foreleg. “You really are totally adorable when you get all horny about them.”
“You’re a jerk sometimes,” Spike said.
“Maybe,” Shining said.
“I’m serious, though,” Spike said. “I wanna know what you wanna do. It’s kinda weird if I’m always the one suggesting things like tickling me or… t-tying me up.”
“Do I need to prove to you that I like doing what you ask?” Shining asked. “Do you have any idea what I’m laying on right now? I’ll give you a hint. It’s nine inches and hard as one of your gemstones.”
“T-Thanks for the visual,” Spike mumbled. “But that’s not the point, Shining. I just… wanna do something for you since you’ve been so cool about all of this.”
Shining Armor was quiet for a few moments. He rubbed his hoof again on Spike’s belly, and after a good minute of silence turned Spike around slowly so he could rest his muzzle against Spike’s chest. Spike lay on his back, and soon Shining was embracing him in a hug and cuddling him as though his belly and chest were a pillow.
“I guess there are a few things I have in mind we haven’t tried yet,” Shining said slowly. He traced a hoof around Spike’s thigh. Spike squirmed and looked down, but from this angle could no longer see Shining Armor’s eyes. “I just don’t wanna freak you out, Spike. I know you’re still new to all this messing around stuff. Me and Cadance have tried stuff that I think would make you lose it if you were part of it.”
“L-Like what?” Spike asked with only a hint of hesitation in his tone. He was curious, but for some reason Shining’s assurance that it would make him uncomfortable made him almost afraid to know.
“Collars,” Shining said as he lifted his head and stared into Spike’s eyes. “Sometimes degrading stuff or spanking or bondage things… just a lot like that. I mean, it’s not like I’ve ever messed with somepony’s feet before you. You’re the only guy I know who has feet.”
Shining chuckled and Spike couldn’t help but smile.
“I’m not saying I’m totally crazy to bound you up and spit in your mouth or anything,” Shining went on. “I just don’t wanna pressure you to do something you’re uncomfortable with. I don’t want things to be weird between us again. I’m lucky just doing the things we’ve been doing hasn’t made us get weird.”
“You don’t think I can take whatever you think about doing with me?” Spike asked.
“No, it’s not that,” Shining said. He smiled but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Cadance always tells me I worry too much whenever we try new stuff. I guess I do that with you too, huh? She likes to make ponies happy, and it rubbed off on me a lot. I probably wouldn’t have had the courage to ask you to do stuff like this if I didn’t learn so much from her about being open and accepting what I like.”
“You made me not feel weird about what I like for the first time,” Spike mumbled. He sat up by propping his elbows behind him and stared down into Shining’s eyes. “I still feel a little weird but when you get all… into it I feel normal.”
“You are normal, Spike,” Shining said.
“I know, I know,” Spike said with a shake of his head. “You know what I mean, though. I wanna try other stuff, though. Stuff that I can’t think of and that you want to try. There’s gotta be something, right?”
“Hmm,” Shining Armor made a noise as if he were thinking. “I guess there are a few things. We could try them if you really want, but…”
Shining’s hoof went down Spike’s leg until it was touching the sole of his foot. Spike clenched his toes on instinct but then slowly unbound them as Shining’s hoof went up to his toes. He squeezed gently.
“Not tonight, okay? I wanna think over how I’d do that stuff. Think how to make sure I don’t spook you.”
“You aren’t gonna spook me!” Spike whined, but then blushed when he realized how he sounded.
Shining Armor grinned. He moved his head forward until Spike could feel the breath from his nose on his lips. He gave Spike a quick peck of a kiss and made the purple dragon giggle.
“Tomorrow night,” Shining said. “I’m gonna rock your world, Spike.”
The two of them burst into giggles at that and began to kiss again. It was a fun, playful kiss that resulted in Shining grasping Spike in a hug and rolling over until the dragon was laying on his chest. Spike pushed up off of Shining with his claws and stared down, still fighting the urge to giggle.
“Now for tonight,” Shining said. “Let’s bring out your favorite tool… the toothbrush.”
With that; Spike felt the magical binding on his ankles once more.
