"I can't believe you, Spike! This is indecent!"
Tempest's ears twitched slightly at the indignant voice of one Twilight Sparkle.
"It's one effing catalog, Twilight! And it's pretty damn tame compared to a few things I've seen Rarity make!"
And speak of the dragon. He sounded less than happy as well.
"I don't care! These are degrading to mares, and I never want to see one in your hands again, understand?!"
"Fine, that's fine, there won't be an 'again' 'cause I'm getting an anti-magic lock for my door; there's only one way you found it in the first place, Nosylight Sparkle!" There was a heavy silence for a moment before, "And that's eight bits you owe for me for frying MY property!"
A few seconds later, Tempest was treated to an irritated-looking Spike stalking around the corner, muttering under her breath, "Of all the self-righteous, high-and-mighty..." He stopped when he saw her standing there, "Oh..uh, hey Tempest..." He faltered, the look on his face showing he hadn't been expecting it, "Um...I-I'm gonna guess you heard all that."
"Just the end. Sounds like it was something that built up pretty bad." She replied,
"Sort of." Spike sighed and scratched the back of his neck, "It...it's a long story."
She gave the young dragon a once over; even though she'd moved into the palace just a couple of months ago, she managed to spend enough time around the group to get a decent feel of them. And right now Spike seemed like he had a bit on his mind. "Well, I'm not really doing anything right now, and you look like you could use somepony to vent to." She said, tilting her head down the hall towards her bedroom. "Besides, Applejack gave me a bottle of something called Zap Apple Special Edition and I hate drinking alone."
"Why not. Lead the way, Miss Berrytwist."
Tempest just chuckled before leading back, "Never been called that one before."
While not quite as personalized as Starlight or Spike's rooms, Tempest had managed a little with hers; a ponnequin sat nearby wearing what was obviously her spare armor, albeit with the Storm King's emblem scraped off. Two yeti spears and a shield hung on the wall as mementos, and the gauzy, pastel green curtains had been replaced with heavier, dark blue ones, apparently for a bit more privacy.
"You know, given how long I spent wandering around with the Storm King and his army, finally settling down is taking some getting used to." She commented idly, sitting down at the table where a large jug filled with a multicolored liquid rested. A loud pop could be heard when she removed the cork and poured them both a glass, "Especially a place this opulent. And not to mention having female company for a change." She chuckled, "Man, my troops would've killed to be in your place right now, Spike, surrounded by ladies..."
"Oh, don't get me started!" He cut her off, the slight vehemence in his tone making her blink in confusion.
"Not quite the slice of heaven it sounds like?"
He chuckled humorlessly before downing his glass, coughing a little. "Whoo, kinda tart. Well, you said you caught some of what me and Twilight were arguing about, right? She found a magazine I'd bought and incinerated it before coming to read me the riot act."
"Ouch...so, what magazine are we talking about; Playcolt? Rustler? Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition?"
"...Celestia's Secret."
Tempest nearly did a spit take at that, "The lingerie book??" The Celestia's Secret catalog was known for carrying some of the tamest stuff out there, even by lingerie standards. Considering how both Princesses seemed to enjoy modeling some of it, that made sense. "Sheesh! Talk about overreacting..."
"Tell me about it!" Spike responded, refilling his glass, "And you wanna know something else? She's a hypocrite!" He tapped on the table in irritation, "I've seen those magazines she looks at with Rarity and Fluttershy, the stallions in those are faker than a Power Pony action figure! But, I have one with a few mares in more or less pajamas and fluffy pink teddies, and I'M the bad guy!? HA!" He threw back another glass, "That attitude's aggravating enough with their sleepovers!"
"They have sleepovers?" Tempest tilted her head to the side a little. This was new.
"Yeah. They usually have one every month or so when there isn't some problem creeping up.The six of them, or more depending on if Pinkie's sisters are around or Startlight joins in, they'll pretty much pile up in pillows and sleeping bags out in the main hall. Of course, when that happens I'm pretty much banned from the area. Be nice if it wasn't the only way from my room to the kitchen, though..."
"Banned?" Tempest frowned in confusion, "But...you're their friend, aren't you?" Considering how much importance Twilight seemed to put on it, this didn't make a lot of sense.
Spike set his glass down, a slight scowl on his face, "According to them, it's one of the so-called few times they can 'get together and just be silly'. That, and it's 'no colts allowed'. And since neither Star or Twi can cook, guess who gets saddled with making the munchies the others don't bring over, which usually means about eighty percent of what they scarf down, not including something I've made for myself that they manage to shanghai..." The scowl faded a little and his voice dropped some, "I've gotten used to it, but it's damn hard not to feel like I've been left out in the cold when they start saying 'shoo'."
"Waaaiit waitwaitwait...! They have you cook then kick you out? No, that's just plain unfair." Granted, she'd never been big on slumber parties herself, but it was still hard not to feel bad for the guy. She quickly made a mental note to have a long chat with Twilight and the others about this. The yetis may've been kinda thuggish, but even they didn't believe in leaving someone out like that!
"Yeah..." Spike blinked, feeling a little buzz now, "Doesn't really endear them to me either when they invade my bedroom for a prank or one of those stupid dares of their's. Probably be more tolerable if I wasn't the one the pranks always were for."
"So...you're not allowed into the 'party' itself, but they still involve you in a fashion...albeit more against your will." She went silent for a moment, trying to think up an appropriate term for that, "That's a little messed up. Like they're using you for a toy or something." Yeah, she was DEFINITELY having a talk with them later on!
"But you know the thing that really drives me up the wall? I'm the only guy who lives here, and I have to put up with at least half a dozen half-naked mares goofing around! But if I look, I'M the one in the frikin' wrong! Can't even try to get a midnight snack...Get glared by half of 'em and yelled at to hurry up/go away by the rest...Yeah...real fucking hoot and a half..."
Even though his voice dropped to almost a mutter at the end, she could still hear everything, "Spike..."
He snorted, not really hearing her, "Not counting the other times they left me behind to go do something fun..."
"What 'other times'?" She nearly speared him with the look she gave.
"Well...you know the Grand Galloping Gala?"
"Who hasn't? One of the biggest events in Equestria."
"Yeah...this was back when Twilight was still a unicorn. The seven of us were all invited to it. I was honestly looking forward to showing the others some of the places around Canterlot...except the six of them all got absorbed in some big exciting thing they each though would happen to them at the gala; Rainbow was hellbent on impressing the Wonderbolts with fancy tricks, Rarity expected to hook up with a member of nobility, Applejack saw a business opportunity, ect...and left me in the dust soon as we got there."
"Wow, I..I'm sorry, Spike..." Tempest said, part of her wondering if maybe she should give him a hug, or something.
"And then there was Twilight's birthday party."
"Don't tell me they didn't invite you!" She blurted out, the alcohol starting to show its effect on her as well
"No, I was invited."
"Well, that's good..."
"Until they moved the whole damn party to Canterlot, without telling me. Spent the whole damn day at Golden Oaks waiting for them!" He didn't even try to hide the bitter tone. "Never really did get an apology for it, now that I think about it..."
Tempest resisted the urge to growl and poured herself another shot. What the hell was Sparkle thinking!? She said Spike was basically her oldest friend, and she does stuff like this??
"Going to meet Pinkie's sister and the National Dessert competition..." He shrugged a little, "Can't really say much about them." Another swig of hooch went down his throat, "Mainly 'cause I wasn't even fucking invited to either-" Before he could continue, he was cut off the feeling of two muscular, but still feminine, arms wrapping around his head and pulling into what could best be described as a Marshmallow Heaven Hug. "T-Tempest...??" He managed to get out, his voice muffled a little from between her surprisingly plump breasts. He blinked when her scent hit his nose, 'She smells like a cinnamon milkshake.'
"It sounded like you could use a hug." She didn't even look the least bit fazed at where she had him, "Pretty sure I should be saying something here, but...yeah, not exactly experienced in this whole friendship thing."
"I-I'd say you're doing pretty good so far..." He replied, relaxing a bit from the pleasant smell and softness, "Huh..what was I talking about earlier?"
"Uh, something about Twilight trashing your Celestia's Secret catalog." She said, hoping to get him away from the rather depressing subject matter from before. 'Huh, this is kinda comfy...can see why some mares like doing this.'
"Oh yeah...'degrading to mares' my ass!" He muttered as she stepped back to let him vent, "I bet she wouldn't have dared torch it if she had known pictures of Celestia and Luna were in it, so that proves she didn't even bother to check before burning it! Something I bought with my OWN money! But what really irks me is how hypocritical she is about the whole thing; I've heard them talking about the guys in their magazine, but I'm not allowed to enjoy just looking at a hot mare??" He looked at her, "Let me ask you something, Tempest; how old do you think I am?"
"Well..." She gave him an appraising look, "You said you bought it yourself, so you have to be at least eighteen. Aside from that...I'm not sure."
"Close; I turned nineteen a few months before the Storm King attacked, but it doesn't seem to have registered with them yet." Another shot when down, followed by a hiccup, "You've heard of King Sombra, right?"
"The former Tyrant of the Crystal Empire? He was destroyed, wasn't he?"
"Yeah, and would you believe they call me The Hero of The Crystal Empire because of that? Granted, it was mostly just trying to keep the Crystal Heart away from him, and Cadance was the one that rallied everypony to jumpstart it, but they still felt what I did merited a statue out there. It's been a few years and ponies STILL ask me for autographs there!"
She gave a low whistle, "That's still pretty damn impressive, Spike. Even the Storm King was relieved to hear he was gone."
"Saved the Equestria Games after one of the contestants accidentally froze one of the big clouds overhead."
"Oh?"
"Kind of embarrassing to start off..." He told her about getting stage fright trying to light the fire to start the games and how things kind of went downhill from there until the frozen cloud.
"Heh, Kinda makes me wish I saw that." She chuckled, feeling a bit more relaxed from the alcohol.
"Hell, I was even Dragonlord for a few minutes..."
"I can believe that, but what do you mean 'a few minutes'?"
"I turned it over to Ember, the former Dragonlord's daughter. The idea of being rule of all dragons was fun, but I just wanted to go back home." He recalled what'd happened then; going along with the gauntlet mostly to try and keep guys like Garble being away, attempting to get the notion of friendship across to Ember after helping her out, then the two of them teaming up to stop Garble from getting the bloodstone scepter, followed by the one command he gave as Dragonlord, "Hm...I wonder if he managed to finish that in one piece."
"Whoa..." Tempest just stared, honestly impressed. He definitely had some accomplishments under his belt. 'Why are my cheeks heating up all of a sudden? Huh, the booze must be getting to me...
"And on top of all that, I've managed to live through Discord, Chrysalis, and effing TIREK! Those alone should count for something, shouldn't they!? Haven't I earned the right to, at the very LEAST, look at some tittie!" He slumped into his chair, spent, "Not to sound like a bratty Canterlot noble, but...it just doesn't feel fair."
"Do you wanna see mine?"
*PFFFTT!* "*COUGH COUGH!*" Spike nearly choked on his drink, "S-say what??"
"Well, you did say you'd earned it. And in all honesty, I agree with you. And since it's my willing choice, Twilight has no room to complain."
"W-well...if..if you really..." He started to say, but she stopped him.
"Ah, ah, ah. I wanna see something, too; a male chest that's nice to look at. The yetis may have been beefy, but they were NOT easy on the eyes." She propped a hand on her hip, "So, think you can provide?"
"I...I can try..." He said, moving to pull his shirt off, "But dunno if it's what you're hoping for; the girls had made a list of guys they thought were attractive one time...didn't even give me a nomination..."
"Then they obviously never saw you with...out....it..." Tempest trailed off as the shirt was finally over his head.
Outside the room, Starlight Glimmer stared in wide-eyed shock. Tempest's door was open just enough to let her see in as she walked past; just in time to watch Spike pull his shirt off.
"Spike...muscle--" Was all she managed to get out before staggering back from the abrupt nosebleed that followed.
"Tempest? You ok?" He asked, noticing her staring.
"I have a feeling what I have to offer isn't much of a fair trade." She mumbled, "Woof..."
"What do you mean...?"
"You more than held up your end..." With that, she started unhooking her armor. The tight fit of it forced her to be a tad slow, but somehow it managed to give a somewhat sensual air to the deed. After a minute, the chest and shoulder armor fell to the floor with a clank, leaving her upper body bare to the world. "Ta-da." She posed a little, the two large C-cup breasts she'd been gifted with stood out proudly, a medium-sized, peppermint-pink nipple topping both.
"W-wow..." Spike whispered, wisps of smoke trailing from his nostrils at the sight.
"Like what you see?" She smirked.
"V-Very much so!" He nodded vigorously, "Spike like..."
"You know..." She slowly moved closer, her breasts bouncing a little with each step, "Maybe a closer look is in order for us both."
She was less than a foot away when he started to reach for one of those plump-looking orbs, but quickly stopped himself, "S-sorry!" He yelped, forcing the offending appendage back down.
"Well..." She bit her lip slightly, "maybe we could make a trade on that. It's obvious you've haven't touched a mare before, and I'm kinda eager to see if that..." She eyed his chest, "...feels as good as it looks. So...interested?"
Spike gulped to clear the lump in his throat, "Uh...o...ok." He waited until she started moving, setting her hand against his chest.
"Whoa...!" She blurted out, running her palm along his scales, "Ripped....!"
"Heh, wouldn't quite say that..."
"Trust me, Spike. I don't exaggerate. You must do some serious weights!"
"Well, I do lift a lot of stuff." Seeing as it was apparently his turn now, he slowly reached up and gently grasped her breast, his fingers sinking slightly into the warm flesh
"Mm..!" She gasped slightly, before regaining her composure.
"So soft..." He got out, his thumb resting on the already hard nipple.
"Heh, probably the only part of me that is." She replied, running her hand across his scales.
"I'm inclined to disagree."
She gave him a look, "You're not gonna get all cheesy and say my heart or something, are you?"
"Was thinking more like your sense of humor." He smirked as he absentmindedly started to knead her breast, "If it helps, the first time I saw other dragons, they pretty much saw me as little more than a creampuff right off the bat because I lived around ponies."
"Yeah..mm...th-that's something...ooh..we have in common. I...haaa...I had to work my tail off outside Equestria to shooohh...to show that being a pony didn't automatically mean soft..."
"Something wrong? You're making some odd sounds."
"Just...aah... dandy...!" She shivered a little, her face reddening some as well, "Ah...you know, having just half my armor on is getting a little...mmf....little uncomfortable..."
"Oh, well, we can get dressed again if you want."
"Actually, I was thinking we can just take the rest off. We're halfway there anyway."
"Oh...o-ok..." Spike's mind almost went blank at the thought of seeing a full nude mare...especially one as well-developed as Tempest. And he had to admit, she was pretty attractive, "Um..who...goes first...?" It was then that he realized where his hand was still at, "Oh! Uh, heh, sorry."
"It's alright. As for going first, here's a choice for you; I can go first...or I can take yours off first while your hand stays right where it is." The smirk she had on widened a little, and for a brief moment, part of Spike could swear she licked her lips, just barely, "...if the other joins it."
A slightly goofy grin crossed Spike's face at that offer. He may've been annoyed with Twilight, but he was still a hormonal young male. And if a gal like Tempest was making it, he had to be touched in the head to decline! Without a second thought, his free hand wrapped around her other breast, giving her a light squeeze in the process.
A light gasp escaped her lips, "Heh, is this really your first time holding a girl's tits?" She started to work on his pants zipper when she felt something tap her thigh plate.
"Can give you hand with yours if you want, or to be more accurate, a tail." He offered, showing just how limber his spade was as he start flicking open the clasp.
This time it was Tempest's turn for the goofy smile when she felt the plate detach, followed shortly by the other, 'Ok, this just earned you a few points, dragon-boy. And Twilight didn't even notice!?' It was hard to ignore the growing pleasure at the attention her more feminine attributes were receiving, plus the bit of relief as the remaining armor was slowly stripped away, leaving her in all her glory. "Mmm...I take it back, THAT was pretty impressive."
"Should see when I'm gem hunting." He chuckled, or at least, he started to until he saw the body the armor'd been concealing.
The toned figure, despite the life she'd gone through before, still carried the gentle curves that gave off a sensual air; slim waist flaring into hips that, while not as wide as mares like Twilight Velvet or Coloratura, still almost screamed to be touched. He knew it probably was crude as hell, but it was impossible not to appreciate her personal treasure, nestled between the two supple thighs. The thin line of bare flesh, the same peppermint-pink as her nipples, seemed to glisten slightly in the light. Her clit rested just above it, as if it was inviting him to come say 'hello'.
"Well, well. Someone's enjoying the view." Tempest purred, eyeing the growing tent in his pants. This time, the lip lick was a lot more obvious as she finally undid the fly and let them fall, followed by a quick tug of his boxers that let his erection spring out, "Hel-lo...!" She said, almost directly addressing the nine-inch long, two-finger thick rod of flesh that was now pointing right at her. Several shades darker than her own pink, it was topped with a slightly rounded, flared head, and from tip to base, the shaft was ringed with what looked like studded ridges. 'Definitely designed to make it worth a dragoness' while.'
It was then that he spotted something on her flank: a blue, purple and red firework cluster, along with a pink comet shooting up through it. "A fireworks Cutie Mark. Heh, rather fitting for a firecracker like you."
It took all she had to just chuckle and not turn it into a giggle, "Ok, now that's just corny..."
"I'm serious." He cut her off, "In all honesty, Tempest..." By then, they'd already consumed nearly all the jug, and feeling a little bolder from the booze, he slid his hands over her hips, "You're a beautiful mare, as well as badass."
She simply snorted in response, "Pull the other one."
"I'm not kidding." He replied, pulling her a little closer, "Your eyes are beautiful, it's really hard to not wanna run my hand through your mane, and well..." This time it was his turn to blush some, "I kinda stared at your rear a couple times while you walked by."
"You...you're serious...?" She asked, her voice softening a bit.
"To be honest, the fact you took out three alicorns in just a couple minutes was impressive, scary as hell....and actually more than a little hot." He reached up to remove a lose strand of hair off her brow.
"Meep!" She squeaked, blushing when his finger brushed over her scar, "I'm sensitive there!"
He grinned at the sight, "And you're pretty cute when you blush. Face it..." He said, the two of them gradually closing the distance, "...you are beautiful. Damn sexy too." The last word trailed off as their lips met.
Tempest froze when she felt the kiss, it was gentle, more chaste than anything, but there was still a bit of desire in it 'My...that was my first...
A few seconds later, Spike blinked and quickly pulled away, "Oh crap! Tempest, I'm really sorry! I think maybe I had a little to much to dri--mmmp!" Any apologies fell to the wayside when Tempest wrapped her arms around his neck once more, and pulled him in for another kiss.
"Mmmmmm." She moaned softly, broadcasting more then a little passion, and hunger, into it.
Spike's tail twitched in surprise, he had been been expecting her to be a little annoyed, mad even, at the liberty he'd taken.
'She...I...!' Tempest evidently thought otherwise. '...ah, buck it...' He thought, tossing apprehension and reluctance to the wind, and slid his arms around her. A second later he felt her tongue slide in between his lips and past his teeth. rubbing along his own, as if to invite it over. Letting out an eager growl, he took her up on the offer, emphasizing the acceptance with a hand sliding down to give her ass a firm squeeze
A surprised, but pleased squeak was his reward as the pair explored each others mouths. Tempest's was thicker, while Spike's was much longer, easily coiling around it, and the forked tip tickled the roof of her mouth a bit. After a minute of licking, wrestling and rubbing, they were forced to separate for air.
"Celestia's clit!" Tempest gasped, trying to catch her breath
"I'll second that!"
"Heard dragon tongues were limber, but experiencing it first hand is something else!" She gave him a look etched with no small amount of desire, "What else can you do with that thing?"
"Depends." He gave her rear another squeeze, using his new grip to pull her against him, "What can you do with yours?"
"Well, maayybbee...this?" Faster than Spike could guess, she deftly slipped out of his arms and flipped forward into a handstand, giving him an up-close and personal view of her ass. Before he could really appreciate the sight, she struck, pinning his head between her thighs, crossing both feet behind his back and showing just how athletic she was by lifting her upper body back up just enough to look at him again. She gave him a wink before lowering back down, arching her back on the way.
Spike on the other hand, was too mesmerized by the side of Tempest's bare mound almost touching his nose, getting a lungful of her scent with every inhale, to really be aware of what she was aiming for...until he felt her lips on the tip of his dragonhood. "T-Tempest...?" His voice was little more than a squeak as her tongue quickly followed, engulfing more and more of him until she reached the base.
One of her arms wrapped around his waist, using the spine at the base of his tail for a handle. Then the slow, steady rhythm began. The position forced him to grab hold to give her a bit of stability; though it'd been her breasts he'd grabbed, but neither were complaining. Her tongue lathed against his shaft as she bobbed her head up and down on him while while using her free hand to cup his balls, gently rolling him around in her palm, an audible slurping/sucking noise accompanying it all.
"*SQUEAK!*" Was all that came from Spike once Tempest began her ministrations. Any rational thought, or irrational for that matter, was currently on the fritz.
After a few moment, she saw he was completely immobile and pulled off, "Um, Spike, so...you gonna show what that tongue of yours can really do?"
"Uzzafwah...huu?" He sputtered, cognizance slowly returning to him, "Haah wuuda...who wha?? H-huh?"
She giggled and licked the tip of his penis, "Doesn't really seem fair for me to be having all the fun here." A kiss to his balls followed, both sending a shiver rocketing through him, "Wouldn't you say?"
Surprisingly enough, that managed to clear his head from the lingering blowjob-induced fog, "Oh, yeah...yeah, well then. 'Ok...never done this before, but..." A evil idea crossed his mind; he gently nipped her clit. Not enough to pinch, but just enough pressure to let her feel his teeth on it, followed by a long, slow lick in return, gliding all fifteen inches across the sensitive button.
"EEP!"
A loud gasping squeal was his reward. "Yum, tastes as good as it smells." He then slid the forked tip along her netherlips.
"S-Spike! That's playing...oohh.." She tried to protest, only to drift into a pleased moan, "Ok...heh, two can play that." She promptly devoured him again.
"O-Oh?" He grit his, fighting the urge to just thrust into her mouth and darted his tongue back to her slit, pushing the forked tip into her, sliding it up and down her walls the deeper he went, moving closer until he was kissing her again.
'Damn...she/he tastes REALLY good!' they each thought, attempting to bring the other to climax first. Tempest quickened her pace, occasionally flicking her tongue along his balls, nearly deepthroating him hungrily in the process, enjoying the mildly spicy taste of the precum beading on the tip, 'Huh, heard other mares always say this stuff's salty, but...he's really yummy!'
Spike devoured her pussy in return, lapping away greedily at her tunnel while adjusting a hand back to her rear, digging his fingers a bit into the soft globe. 'She even TASTES like a cinnamon shake!'
It wasn't long before they both began feeling a rolling boil in the pit of their guts; a growl/purr of enjoyment emanating from them as they kept up their actions. The boiling sensation grew and grew until..
"Mmmmmp!" Tempest let out a muffled cry of ecstasy, and her tunnel contracted hard when her orgasm hit, nearly trapping Spike's tongue while hitting him with nearly a flood of her sweet juices.
Spike let out a loud hiss and almost exploded in her mouth, making her blink in surprised as a thick, warm, and even spicer, almost peppery-tasting fluid filled her mouth. She quickly swallowed; partly on reflex, due to her mouth getting a little full from the following spurts, and the fact she enjoyed the flavor.
For a few seconds, the air was punctuated by the sounds of swallowing and sounds of enjoyment as the pair savored the taste of their partner.
A few minutes later, the two of them were sitting back at the table. "Whew...never thought I'd say this, but that was a hell of a lot of fun!"
"Which part? The giving or getting?" Spike asked, finding her kind of enjoyed the aftertaste some too.
"Both were pretty good." Tempest licked away the last few spots of white from her lips, making sure Spike her and smirking at the bit of red on his cheeks.
"So...what does this make us exactly?"
"What do you mean?"
"I...I know what we did was pretty much a spur of the moment thing, although we both did enjoy it; granted, we could just blame the alcohol, even though it wasn't really that strong, don't think either of us got much more then a buzz...but...I mean, where does this put us on the relationship-slash-friend level?"
"In all honesty, Spike..." She shook her head, "I don't really know. However..." She moved over to him, and sat in his lap, straddling him so they were face to face, "Given what we've found out, maybe it wouldn't hurt to give things a try." She leaned against him, letting her breasts squish a bit against his chest, "You're a decent guy, and judging from what you said earlier, the others have overlooked that. A lot." After giving him a quick kiss on the nose, she continued, "And thanks to you, I got the chance to be something besides the hardass Commander of the Storm King's army."
"What's that?"
She bit her lip, blushing brightly, "Believe it or not, what we just did was my first sexual experience with another being."
"Y-You're kidding..." Spike looked at her in disbelief. There was no way she could be a virgin, being in a position of power was a turn-on for many, regardless of race.
"All the traveling I did, coupled with the training I went through to prove I was jut as tough as the rest of his army, made it more than a little difficult to have some privacy." It didn't take much to know what she meant, "Much less a love life.'
"O-Oh. So...we were each others first?"
"Pretty much." She leaned in for another kiss. While not was intense as the one from before, it still carried a decent amount of passion, "In an unofficial sense, at least." She added, when the kiss ended.
"An 'unofficial' sense?" Spike'd never heard of it put like that before. Then again, most of what he did know about sex was from some of Twilight's biology books, dry as they were.
"That was just oral. Gotta get into the nitty-gritty first." She glanced down at where his erection was resting between her legs and playfully ran a finger around the head. "Feeling up to making it official?"
"Heh...well, like you said, couldn't hurt. Um...maybe we should try somewhere a bit more comfortable?"
"Why?" She smirked and lifted herself up just high enough to line it up with her mound, "I'm comfy...aahh..." ...before steadily impaling herself on him, her sex stretching out slightly to accommodate. Her face promptly flushed and she let out a couple cute squeaks as the studs hit her, making her whole body shudder on the way down, "mmh...right here." She licked her lips teasingly.
It took every crumb of self-control Spike still had not to squirm at how tight she was, "I..I see!" This time, it was his turn to let out a moan when she began to slowly bounce in his lap, ""S-sweet Celestia's pucker!" He managed to rasp out, a steady trail of smoke one again wafting from his nostrils, "You...you're tight as hell!"
"Heh...haaa..Thanks. You...mm...you're pretty damn big yourself...ooohh..." She panted happily, thoroughly enjoying the way the studs scraped across multiple sensitive areas along her pussy walls, sending numerous jolts of pleasure through her, as well as encouraging her to bounce a little more forcefully. "Yeah...yeah...! C'mon! Show me what a dragon can do!"
Somewhere in the back of his mind, that one sentence sent off a chain reaction, coupled with the haze of pleasure garbling the message slightly:
'What a dragon can do...!'
'Dragon can do...!'
'Can do...to me!'
Tempest was in mid-bounce when she suddenly heard a low rumble from Spike, followed by the wide grin he gave before suddenly standing, the abrupt move making her gasp from the sudden thrust. She had no time to register what happened before she found her back on the table, with Spike leaning over her in a way that more or less pinned her.
"Heh, hope you're ready...Fizzie." Spike responded. His voice was surprisingly deeper now for some reason that sent a slight shiver of delight up her spine, plus the unexpected nickname made her blush brightly. She'd been called 'Miss Shadow', Commander, 'Her!', and even 'Monster' a couple of times, but hearing her real first name turned into what was best described as a cute term of endearment was VERY new to her.
However, she didn't much time to ruminate on that before another strong thrust from him knocked it from her thoughts and almost bounced her hips a bit, followed by another...and another...and another, coupled with growls of pleasure from Spike. "Ah! Ha...hot damn!" She looked back at him with a grin of her own.
"MM....Oh yeah...ah!" The sounds gradually got louder as Fluttershy neared the unicorn's room. Twilight had asked her to go see if Tempest wanted to go with them to get a bite to eat, but it seemed like she was in the middle of something.
"Sounds like she's working out." Fluttershy said to herself, approaching the open door. "Knock-knock." She spoke up, looking in, "Tempest? Are you...bus--" Her voice caught at what she saw inside.
"Haa...harder! Yeah!" Tempest grunted from her spot on the table as Spike kept up his assault on her pussy, her legs wrapped around his waist. "Spike want..." He growled, moving down to capture a nipple between his lips, making hee squeal in pleasure, her back arching up at the sensation.
It was also loud enough to cover the 'POMF' of a now scarlet-faced Fluttershy's wings popping open as she started in shock at the sight.
"Fluttershy should've been back by now!" Rainbow muttered as she headed to Tempest's room, "It's not that far!"
"Maybe Tempy's got cake and their having a snack?" Pinkie spoke up, right behind her, "Ooh, think it's double chocolate fudge?"
"Focus, Pink. There she is!" Rainbow pointed to the motionless mare, "Hey, Flutters, what's the deal!?" She demanded, marching up to her.
Fluttershy, however, was stock still, her face still redder than a cherry.
"Aw, no cake?" Pinkie pouted.
"Fluttershy?" Rainbow waved a hand in her face, "Hellooo... Equestria to Fluttershy! What's the deal?" She looked in to see what had her friends attention, and her eyes promptly bugged out.
"Now this...haaa..is what I'm talking about...now, my turn!" Tempest quickly unwrapped her legs and braced her feet against the table's edge. With a surprising display of leg strength, she pushed up, managing to get Spike's feet off the floor, and grabbing his sides to keep him with her, rolled over to flip him onto the table with a loud thump, once again straddling him and planting her hands on his shoulders with an eyebrow waggle.
"Ooh, wrasslin'!" Pinkie whooped, "Go Tempest, pin him! Come on, Spikey! Reverse the hold!" She cheered, pulling out a big foam finger from....somewhere.
"Whoa....where's he been hiding THAT!?" Rainbow stared in awe at what the dragon was packing as Tempest began bouncing furiously on him, her own wings popping open in the process.
Fluttershy, on the other hand, just passed out, falling backwards with a dull 'whumpf'.
Applejack shook her head in exasperation at her friends; first Fluttershy, then Pinkie and Rainbow Dash. Seriously, how long does it take to ask a pony if they want some lunch!?
"Hip toss, Spike! Hip toss!"
"Alright, you lot! What in tarnations' goin' on here? Pinkie, what are you hollerin' about; why's Dash poppin' a wingboner ...and WHY is Fluttershy out cold!?"
"Big..." Rainbow half-whispered.
"Almost! Careful Tempest!" Pinkie bounced on her heels.
"Wha...?" Applejack stared at her friends in befuddlement, before it turned to annoyance, "Alright, scoot over, you two! What's the big....deal?" She looked in the room.
"Unh....heh...two can play that...nn...that game, Tempest!" Spike grunted over her own noises of delight, "You forgot..." He smirked and grabbed her tail, pulling it up. Then, as soon as her ass was revealed, he brought his tail up and slipped the spade in between her cheeks, giving her tight little pucker a firm prod.
While not hard enough to penetrate, it was more than enough to get her attention, making the unicorn let out a loud 'Yeek!' of surprise, blushing as hard as Fluttershy, "S-Spike...! Wow...whoa!" She yelped as he used the opening to roll her over. However, they were at the edge and ended up rolling off to the floor, with Spike on top again, this time, grabbing her hips to lift her up some.
Applejack stared at the sight, "Is...is it gettin' hot in here...?" She asked no one in particular, using her hat to fan herself.
"Really now!" Rarity huffed, cheeks puffing out in irritation as she stormed down the hallway, "Fluttershy was just going to ask a simple question!" But now all four of them were dallying for some reason. Not only was it completely unnecessary, it was quite rude as well, not even bothering to get a response back to her and Twilight! Her disapproval became even more pronounced when she spied them just standing there at Tempest's door, with Pinkie going on about pinning somehing...and Fluttershy laying on the floor?
"Girls, honestly!" She glared at them, "What is so important that it has you all gawking--" She looked in and she stopped mid-sentence.
Mainly due to her jaw dropping at what greeted her in the room before she clapped her hands over her mouth, coupled with both cheeks flaring neon red
The two rolled across the floor for a moment, trying to get an advantage over each other. Tempest almost managed to get Spike in something of a bear hug, trying to pin his arms to his sides, when he showed just how strong his tail was. Using it like a third leg, he managed to push up enough to get back to his feet, and with a quick whirl around, managed to put her between him and the wall. He then moved to get his hand under her leg and lift, using her flexibility against her as he put it over his shoulder and then hooking his hand around her thigh to complete the 'hold'
"Ok, I'll give you this onemm!" She got out before he captured her lips with another kiss. "Ahh...Spike...I...I think I'm..." She breathed, the boiling sensation returning with a vengeance. "Ha....HAAAA!" She cried out, tossing her head back and grabbing the back of his head when her second orgasm washed over her.
"Oh...oh my!" Rarity squeaked.
Rainbow and Applejack just stared...and drooled in Rainbow's case
"She's locked, go for the three..." Pinkie started when they heard Tempest cry of passion, and she got a better look, her eyes widening and cheeks turning even pinker than normal, "Ohhh...it-it's that kind of 'wrasslin'. Hehe...woopsie!"
'What in the world is going on!?' Twilight thought, rushing down the hall towards the noise. At first she had started because none of the others had gotten back and she was more confused and worried than annoyed. When she heard the scream, though, she picked up the pace. What she wasn't expecting was to see them standing...or fainted on the floor in Fluttershy's case, at Tempest's door...and every one of them blushing hotly.
"Guys, what's wrong!?" She asked, "Is Tempest ok??"
"T-Tempest...I'm..."
Twilight blinked....that sounded a little like Spike, but deeper...
"Don't you DARE pull out!"
And that was definitely Tempest Shadow. She quickly looked in, hoping to get some answers.
What she got was the sight of a naked Spike, furiously pumping into a equally nude and sweaty Tempest, looks of what could only be desire and passion on the faces. "Wha...??" She started to ask, then Spike let out a shuddering growl and hilted himself into her, both their hips bucking slightly with audible smack of flesh.
"Ohh...oh yeah! Fuck yeah!" She panted, the pair trying to catch their breath.
"Hehe..we should do this again sometime." Spike chuckled, leaning against her, somewhat spent.
"Damn right we will!" She replied, blushing slightly when she felt a trickle of their mixed fluids down her inner thigh.
"WHAT IN CELESTIA AND LUNA'S FETLOCKS AND TANLINES IS GOING ON HERE!?" Twilight shrieked, trying to process the situation, getting the attention of the two 'lovebirds' as well.
Tempest just raised an eye at her, "What's it look like? Getting one of my cherries popped by my first boyfriend." She kissed him, "And if things go as well as we think, it won't be the only one."
"How long have you all been standing there?" He asked, a slight accusatory tone in his voice "Didn't think you lot for voyeurs.'
Rarity squeaked, Applejack dropped her had, Rainbow kept staring, and Pinkie giggled embarrassingly.
Twilight just sputtered incoherently in shock, "You...he...??"
"All right, look, I'm not much for an audience." Tempest cut in, her leg still over Spike's shoulder, "But, I'm not a greedy mare...so, either take a picture and beat it, or strip and join in."
"What??" A rustling of cloth beside her made Twilight turn around, "RAINBOW DASH, PUT YOUR SHIRT BACK ON THIS INSTANT! YOU TOO, PINKIE PIE!"
Bonus Chapter: Pony, Meet Kettle
"I don't believe you, Spike. I honestly don't believe you! This is without a doubt the worst thing you've ever done!" Twilight ranted, pacing in front of the couch after she made him and Tempest get dressed and had them both go into the main hall. The others were standing a little ways off; Applejack was using her hat to fan Rarity and a still wobbly Fluttershy, Pinkie and Rainbow were whispering and gesturing a bit, glancing toward the new couple on occasion
"Hold on a sec-mm!" He drew back in surprise when his mouth was suddenly clamped shut by her magic.
"I don't want to hear your excuses, Spike Drake!" She snapped, "I saw the bottle on the table, as well as how much was still in it! Drinking THAT much alcohol like that...you have any idea how reckless that is!? Since it was NEARLY EMPTY, I'm going to be generous, and give you the benefit of the doubt that the answer's 'no' to that question."
"Mmmm-hhmm!" Spike tried to respond, but his mouth was still sealed shut, so all he could do was give her a ticked-off glare.
"But dragging Tempest into your little stunt!?"
"Ok, Twilight." Said mare cut her off, " First, that was my booze, the stuff AJ'd given me. I invited him to come have a drink with me. Why? Because he was in a foul mood and looked like he needed someone to talk to. Plus, I don't like drinking by myself.
"Twi...the stuff Ah gave her; Special Edition...it ain't really that much stronger that normal cider." Applejack chipped in, "Jus' call it that 'cause it's from our first couple of Zap Apple bushels."
"It's still alcohol!" The irate princess looked back at her before snapping her glare back to Spike, "But that's not the worst of it...no...what you did next is one of, it not THE, most irresponsible, despicable, and dishonest things imaginable! You have SEX with her while your drunk. And since dragons are said to have a higher alcohol tolerance than ponies, basically VIOLATING her!" She almost got right in his face. "I taught you better than this!"
"Princess Twilight." Tempest once again cut in. This time, however, she was standing up and glaring at Twilight herself. She marched up until both the alicorn had to look up slightly. "With all due respect..." Her voice took on the familiar hard, icy tone she used back when they were enemies, "SHUT UP!"
"T-Tempest?" Twilight's voice halted a bit, the near scowl the taller mare was giving her was unnerving.
"How about you explain to me how what happens between two friends, who are also both consenting adults, is any of your business! Plus the fact that I'M the one who made that offer to Spike to begin with!"
"Y...y-you??"
"Yes, Princess. Me." Tempest let out a chuckle with zero humor in it, "And after all those sleepovers, are you really surprised he was so pent up? Especially when you wouldn't even let him read a Celestia's Secret catalogue, burning the one he had?"
"Celestia's...?" Fluttershy spoke up with a bit of disbelief, "Really, Twilight? You got upset over a Celestia's Secret? That's the tamest lingerie catalog in Equestria, I buy half my underwear and pajamas from them. Rarity makes more revealing pieces."
"Wha...?? Fluttershy??" Twilight almost cricked her neck wheeling around to look at her friend, "But...it-it's lingerie! It's still...!"
"Princess Celestia and Luna pose for a lot of their items." The normally shy pegasus continued, the two names making Twilight blanch, "Did you even look in the catalog before destroying it?"
"Well...um...no...I saw the cover and reacted..." She gulped, "I..I burned pictures of the princesses..?!"
"Pretty much. You know it's quite hypocritical of you to get upset with him over that given what we've read sometimes, Twilight." There was no small amount of disapproval in Fluttershy's voice.
"Yeah...I don't get what the deal is about lacy underwear, but that wasn't cool, Twi." Rainbow threw her two bits in.
"But...I..." Twilight trailed off, the fact that she overreacted seeming to sink in. She was jostled out of her thoughts by a hard poke in the shoulder.
"And take the damn muzzle off my boyfriend!" Tempest demanded, pointing at the still silenced dragon.
Still discombobulated some by what she'd just been hit with, Twilight absentmindedly shut off the spell.
Spike worked his jaw around a little before adding a comment of his own, "Don't even think you're out of hot water yet, Twilight!" He growled, "I'm still peeved about how you found it in the first place!" He quickly turned to the others, "And while that seems to be gelling for her, the rest of you aren't really innocent either!"
"Us..? What'd we do?" Pinkie asked, "I thought you two were really 'wrasslin', cross my heart and-"
"Not that, Pinkie." He said, "I'm talking about some of the junk all six of you have pulled..."
"GIRLS!" The slightly high-pitched cry of Starlight Glimmer drew everyone's attention as the panting unicorn came running into the room, "You won't believe what I saw! Spike is...he and Tempest...no shirt...pecs!" She tried to get out, only to blush brightly when she saw him, the two wads of tissue paper up her nose turning even more red.
"Starlight, what happened to you!?" Twilight asked, "And why do you have toilet paper...?"
"I...I was walking past Tempest's room and saw Spike...he pulled off his shirt and..." She sighed, "Whoa momma...! I...I....needed to go cool off...and clean off the bathroom sink and mirror when I thought about what else he might be hiding under those clothes..."
"Ok...." Spike glanced at her for a moment before turning back to the others, "Anyway, how about we start off with the slumber parties? You have any idea how frustrating it is to be around a bunch of half-naked mares and get the stink-eye whenever I get near?" He sighed in aggravation, "Even if I have no choice but to go past when I'm just going to get something to eat!?'
"But, Spikey, you never looked interested in joining," Rarity replied, biting her lip uneasily, "Especially something....well, 'girly'..."
"None of you ever even asked, Rarity!" The heated tone in his voice made her recoil a little, "There's never a 'Spike, you wanna join in?' or 'We breaking out a game, you wanna play?' Even if I didn't feel like it, at least an offer on occasion would've been appreciated, but no...soon as you all arrive, it's just 'Shoo! Go away!'..." He accentuated it with the matching gesture.
Tempest followed up, "And if you sent him away and didn't invite him to participate, maybe you shouldn't involve him in you little dares or pranks." She gave Rainbow and Pinkie the stink eye as she said it.
"Come on, Tempest," Rainbow held her hands up in a placating gesture, "We didn't mean anything by 'em."
"Yeah, we thought maybe a little fun would get him to wanna join in." Pinkie added, but stopped at the look Spike and Tempest were giving her.
"Fun??" Spike spat, "Supergluing my door closed? Stealing all my underwear and hanging it all on the balcony? NONE of that was 'fun! All that stuff did was make me feel unwelcome in my own home! Hell, Pinkie, your last sleepover 'prank' left me unconscious for two hours!" He looked at her sourly, "And hearing you two laughing with the others about it hurt...in more ways than one."
As soon as the h-word left his mouth, Pinkie's mane quickly lost it's normal floof and her voice cracked a little, "It..it hurt you...?"
"Along with making him fix most of what you all eat, then running him off...yeah," Tempest shook her head, "Doesn't really encourage me to wanna join you on your next one."
"But, you know the bit that kind of really hurts? I've overheard you at some of the sleepovers, talking about some of the local stallions and colts." He chuckled humorlessly again, "The way you'd all giggle, squeal or swoon over some of them, I didn't really have much doubt that if it was somepony like Soarin or that Flash guy, you'd all practically drag him over to join the party, but Spike...?" He was trying his hardest to just sound aggravated or annoyed, but the bitter resentment cut through, "He just gets told to go away...'cause I'm not one of your 'hunky stallions'...?"
The room was dead silent for a while, broken only by a few sniffles from Pinkie and Fluttershy. The others were looking on at him with a mix of shock and regret as what he said started sinking in; Rainbow slumped onto the floor, ears and wings flopping down. Rarity looked on, hands clutched at her chest and eyes welling up some. Twilight just moved her mouth soundlessly, trying and failing to say anything. Tempest had taken the more direct route and wrapped her arms around him.
"Spike..." Applejack spoke up, her voice cracking considerably, "Ah...Ah swear...on mah reputation as a farmer and mah parents' grave...none of us ever meant to make you feel like this...ever."
Spike shook his head, "I want to believe that, AJ, but it's not the only time you've left me out in the cold..." He took a deep breath, "Remember the Grand Galloping Gala?"
There was a sharp hiss of regret from Rainbow as they all remembered what had happened, "Uhhh....that wasn't one of our best moments..."
"Yeah. I really had been looking forward to showing you five around our old home town...at least, until all of you just bailed on me. Honestly, I can understand that all of you had these big hopes and were wanting them to come true at the Gala, but it's the fact you all just scattered and left me in the dust as soon as we got there that gets me."
"He's right..." Fluttershy wiped her eyes, "We were all a little selfish in running off like we like, and leaving him behind...*sniffle*"
"Indeed..." Rarity added, trying to blink back her own tears, "And I dare say we somewhat paid for it...for assuming it would all go our way, at least."
"And Twilight's birthday...when you didn't even bother telling me you were moving the party to Canterlot?" His frown deepened, "And I spent the whole damn day at Golden Oaks wondering what what was keeping you all?"
"No....I-I didn't think...when..." Even though she was barely speaking above a whisper, the room's acoustics let them all hear her, "When I heard Rarity was going to be staying in Canterlot for a while, I didn't think...oh, Spike..." She choked back a sob.
"You're getting that this is a little more than just being left out of something fun, right?" Tempest asked, noticing that from the expressions on the rest of the Mane Six, they were figuring it out as well.
"Going to see A.K.Yearling." Rainbow piped up, any traces of confidence in her voice nonexistent, "Now that I think 'bout it, w-we never told you about we were gonna do that to begin with, did we?" She quickly rubbed an eye, "Don't feel twenty percent cooler at all now...or any cool..."
"Manehatten..." Rarity blew her nose, "I-I just used him for the heavy lifting...and I didn't even have the common decency to inform him about the change of plans when we worked on the clothes."
"Ok.." Spike sighed, "I'm not looking for specific--OOF!" He staggered back as a pink, sobbing mass wrapped round him.
"'I'M SORRY SPIKE!" Pinkie bawled, her face buried in his chest, "I told myself I want Maud to meet all my friends! I SWEAR I didn't mean to forget about you when we went to see her! HONEST!"
"Ok, Pinkie..." He put his free arm around the crying mare, "Look, my point is I just wish you guys would ask, or at least tell me when you go do stuff like that, instead of just leaving me like a busted wagon wheel..."
"He's got a point." Applejack said, hat hanging loosely in her fingers and visible tear streaks on her face, "Y'all remember the promise we when we were stuck in the Power Ponies comic? That we'd always be a team?"
"Yeah..." Fluttershy's face was hidden by her mane, but the light trembling was evident as to how she was feeling, "And then we did the opposite. We made a promise and...and broke it almost as fast...!"
Seeing the way Fluttershy was trembling, Spike felt the more negative sensations: the bitterness, the anger, the resentment, all start eroding away. As left out as he'd felt, these mares were still his friends. He'd let it go on for so long because he didn't want to hurt them, since most of it was just from them not really thinking; something they were admitting to him and themselves. He had just wanted to get across the left out, almost unwanted feeling he'd get when they did stuff like that. With a smile, he held his arm out to her an a silent invitation for a hug.
He wasn't quite prepared for expected nearly everyone to accept the invitation.
Or so eagerly. The loud 'wumpf' of a dragon getting mass tackle-hugged by six mares was almost comical, were it not for the muffled cries of 'I'm sorry!'"
"Sounds like all this needed to come out." Tempest commented, snickering a little at the ponypile Spike was currently engulfed in, "Probably would've been better if Twilight's overreaction wasn't what you guys needed to do it...but, it is what it is."
"She's right..." Twilight murmured from her spot on his back, "I reacted really badly seeing you two like that. It...it's just I have a hard time seeing Spike as more than my little brother. Mix that with the bit of worry I still have at the chance of him losing control again....not a good combination." She winced a little and buried her face back into him, "I'm really sorry, Spike!"
Tempest looked at her, "What, did you think the first taste of sex he got he'd go on a horny rampage to ravish and claim all the mares of Ponyville?"
"Well, it...it sounded logical when I had that nightmare about it..."
"Nightmare? Didn't Luna help you with that?" Fluttershy asked, peeking up from his shoulder.
Twilight's ears flattened as she blushed some, "...she was too busy laughing."
"And that didn't give you a clue that maybe you were being a worrywart again?" Spike deadpanned before sighing, "Sometimes I wonder which one of us is supposed to be the mature one."
"Hey...!" She started to protest.
"And you still owe me a new Celestia's Secret."
Twilight just looked at him, "You know you have a marefriend now, right?"
"You still burned my book." He grinned, "Besides, there might be something in it Tempest might want."
"Dunno about that." Tempest gave him a playful swat with her tail, "I sleep naked."
Once again, silence reigned, except for a stifled giggled and one harshly whispered 'YES!'...
Then a pair of voices piped up, "So...are you two exclusive?"
Bonus bonus Chapter: Meeting Her Man's Mom
"She's who!?" Tempest almost whimpered when she heard Twilight's answer. Just a few days had passed since she and Spike officially became a couple. And, as far as it only being a week old, it wasn't half bad. He had a decent sense of humor, was a bit of a teddy bear in bed, and was a hell of a cook. The sex was pretty good too...damn good, actually; especially when he showed he knew how sensitive a unicorn's horn was, even her little stub, as well as her cutie mark.
A shiver of pleasure ran down her back as she remembered their last romp, and the puddle he turned her into after assaulting both at once.
She couldn't quite place it, but since it was made official, and Spike got everything off his chest, she couldn't help but notice the girls had been looking at him oddly on occasion. At first she figured it was just lingering regret at learning how they'd treated him.
But, now, it seemed a bit more like...longing? She thought about it briefly, but shook it off as her imagination, blaming those cheesy romance novels Rarity seemed enamored with.
However, just a short time ago, she'd been informed by Twilight that they'd have to inform Spike's mom now, unless she wanted her to learn the hard way.
Well, that didn't seen too bad, 'Who is it?' she had asked, assuming, since she thought of Spike as her brother-younger bro, now, thankfully-that it was her own mom, Twilight Velvet...
How wrong she was...!
With an obliviousness that was borderline adorable, she said the two words that now had her shaking in her boots a little; quite literally...
Princess Celestia.
"Princess Celestia? The Princess Celestia I turned into obsidian, along with her sister, niece, and that pegasus with a muffin addiction? The one who's magic I helped the Storm King take away for a few minutes? THAT Princess Celestia!?"
"Um, yeah?" Twilight chuckled weakly in response, "Come on, Tempest, it won't be that bad. They aren't holding things against you. Actually the fact that you beat them so quick actually impressed Luna. Although she kinda...sulked about it for a few days."
"Ok...but that's about the invasion!" Tempest replied, "This is telling her I'm dating Celesta's son, Twilight!"
"Look, just go and be upfront about it. I know I need to start seeing him as an adult, and we're just quasi-siblings, so Celestia's bound to handle it better than me."
"Not sure what amazes me more, the sense that makes, or the fact you admitted it."
Twilight simply pouted a little in response, "Ok, here. If it'll help, why don't I get the others and we'll all go with you, for moral support."
"I hope you're right..." She said, taking a deep breath to try and calm down.
"Don't worry, this'll be easy!" Twilight trotted off to get the others.
"Easy, yeah...Twilight's right." Tempest told herself, "I'll go up to them with Spike, and just tell her what...happened..."
Oh...crap.
Her stomach felt like concrete when she realized that she was going to have to explain just how they did hook up; the alcohol-weak as it was, the little game of 'I'll show mine', then...
Oh Faust, this was Spike's Mom! How was she going to take it!? They'd had drunken-well, slightly buzzed-sex...what if she thought she'd taken advantage of him...and she was a few years older than him, too...she wouldn't see her as a cradle-robber as well, would she?? And even if Celestia didn't do anything, he was still Luna's nephew and Cadance's cousin; how would they react!?
Her body had already gone on autopilot when the others arrived, and during the trip to Canterlot. By the time they reached the palace, her nerves were almost shot.
"Fizzie, you ok?" Spike's voice brought her out of the panicky haze she was in, "You look like you're ready to pass out."
"Huh? Oh, hehe...I-I guess I'm just a little nervous." She relaxed a little when he put an arm around her, getting back a little more of her normally confident stance, "Ok....well, let's go."
The group headed in, being announced by one of the servants when they entered the throne room. Once inside, she spotted all three of the princesses there, calmly waiting for them. As soon as she saw them, though, Tempest's nerves started getting to her. But, they were all there, and it was no going back at this point.
"Oh, Tempest. Twilight sent us a message saying you had something important to tall us." Celestia spoke up when they got close enough. She then tilted her head in curiosity seeing how Spike was holding her.
"Uh, yeah...um...you see..." Tempest gulped, "SpikeandIareanitemnow."
Her eyebrows raised slightly, "'Scuse me?"
"Spike...arguing, Twilight-I mean Spike and Twilight arguing....went...my room talk and cider...sleepovers...nachos, kinda want some and scotch...exile...rain and pinkie pranks...left out a Maud and dessert, birthday" She inhaled, "Empire Crystal...big hero, dragonlord...but no titties, I hugs him and let see...clothes not more...then kiss, lick...anookie..." She turned bright red, "then get a boyfriend, but I don't mind sharing if she's interested!" She finished, trying to catch her breath.
"Ok..." Celestia spoke up once she was done, "So, just to clarify: Spike and Twilight got into an argument because she burned his copy of Celestia's Secret." She looked at the mention mare, "Really, Twilight?"
"I said I was sorry!" Twilight half-whined, "I wasn't thinking!"
"Right. And Tempest saw him while he was-putting it lightly-annoyed, and asked if he'd like to talk, inviting him to her room for a drink as well."
"Yeah." Tempest said.
"In which, he expressed his frustration and resentment about being left out of multiple fun events, like Twilight's birthday party, meeting Pinkie's sister, and the Equestria Dessert Competetion, even though you all promised you'd stick together."
"Yeah...we aren't really proud of it all..." Rainbow prodded the floor with the tip of her shoe.
Luna then took over, "And burning his catalog was simply the straw that broke the back since, even though what lingerie that is in the catalog is quite tame, Twilight just focused on the L-word. Spike, however, felt that after being named the Hero of the Crystal Empire, saving the Equestria games from that frozen cloud-which was awesome, by the way, and though it was only for a few minutes, becoming Dragonlord, that all that gave him the right to at the very least, look at a nice pair of breasts. Something I can't fault him for, personally."
"Me either." Cadance added, taking her turn, "So, after letting him get all that off his chest, and fueled by the light buzz from relatively weak alcohol, you offered him a bit of comfort and then got into a game of 'I'll show mine'. During which, you admitted you found each other attractive. Things gradually escalated and the two of you got intimate with each other, after which, you decided to become boy/girlfriend. That the basic story?"
"Y-Yeah....pretty much." Tempest nodded, more than a little amazed they managed to get everything from her nervous blathering.
"So...while trying to cheer up my son, you ended up having mildly buzzed comfort sex with him." Celestia said, looking at her stone-faced.
'Um...yes...but we've been sober the last couple of times! Hell, I'm still waiting until he's confident enough to give me anal..." She clamped a hand on her mouth, eyes wide in terror.
The three alicorns all looked her way with stony expressions. After a few seconds, Tempest felt like she was about to pass out until...
"Ok." Celestia smiled, "Just remember, break his heart and i'll have to hurt you."
"H-huh?? Woo-wa?'" She asked as coherently as she could in her current state, "You...you aren't mad that we...?"
"Why would I be? Spike's old enough to choose who he wants to go out with. If I had good reason not to trust the girl, then I'd tell him it's not a good idea."
Tempest tried hard not to sputter in slight shock, "But...but I just admitted we've had sex more than once...he's even...on my horn and cutie marks....!"
Cadance smirked, "Filly, who do you think told him about the cutie marks?"
"And that explains the interesting dreams he had the last couple of days." Luna added.
"Hehe." Tempest chuckled weakly, the sudden rush of relief making her look somewhat wobbly before Spike stepped over to help prop her up.
Celestia pursed her lips in approval, "Well, that's one way to reform a former villainess!"
"Why didn't we ever try that?" Luna asked.
Cadence rubbed her chin in thought, "Pretty sure dragons have talents in that area that we couldn't match without some serious magical manipulation."
"Says you!" Luna responded smugly, "I know quite a few spells-"
Spike rubbed his temple, "Discord's toenail clippings..."
"Spike!" Twilight cried out, looking offended,
"Well who else am I supposed to swear by around here?"
"True, but still...Discord's toenails?" She scrunched her muzzle up, "EW!"
"Well, what else was I supposed to swear by, then?"
While Spike and Twilight argued over oaths, the others were nearby.
"That was refreshingly anticlimactic."
"Ah'll say. Didn't think the princesses would be that alright with things."
"However, there still is one matter."
"Oh, yeah...but how do we fix it? I mean it's not like something's just gonna pop up..."
"Um, how about that?"
"Ooh!"
"Works fer me."
"That's an idea.
"It's not like I'm gonna instantly have a million bits...!"
"...."
"...."
"Crap!"
