Chapters ***A Patriot Pony Production***
The sun was setting on Ponyville as Spike walked through the crystal corridors of Twilight’s palace, carrying a stack of neatly tied scrolls in his arms. The falling star seemed to set the sky on fire, casting a red and orange glow across the land and giving the inner palace halls a warm, welcoming feeling. The day was over, and it was time for the night to take its rightful place in the sky.
Upon arriving at the door to Twilight’s personal office, Spike came to the unfortunate realization that he couldn’t open the door conventionally. Thinking quickly, he extended a foot and kicked the door once, then twice. As he pulled his leg back, preparing to kick again, the door swung open.
Ahead of him, inside her office, Twilight sat at a desk and raised an eyebrow at the dragon. “Is that your idea of knocking?” Her glowing horn began to dim until the magic was gone. “I already caught you eating bits of the outer walls once before, don’t ruin our doors too.”
Spike approached the desk and set the dozen or so scrolls down. “My arms were full. This is the last of the biographies you wanted from the main library.”
Twilight looked like she had completely forgotten about the door, and her face lit up at the sight of the pile of scrolls before her. “Oh, Spike, thank you! I shouldn’t need anymore help if you want to go ahead and have your guys’ night with Discord and Big Mac.”
Spike let out a sigh of relief. He’d been helping the princess with her little project for hours, and he still didn’t understand a thing she was doing. Over the years, he came to the conclusion that it was better for him to ask fewer questions, but now, it was over, at least for this particular evening.
With his buisness concluded, Spike began to back towards the door. “Alright, have fun with... eh, whatever it is you’re doing.”
Twilight looked up from her desk, eyebrows raised. “Well, it’s actually-“
He bolted into the corridor and shut the door behind him. A long breath escaped him. “Whew... That was too close...” If another second had passed, there was no telling how long he would have been stuck there, listening to Twilight ramble on about her research.
It was guys’ night, and in a world where mares reigned supreme, he needed to find respite with his fellow guys. Was that really too much to ask? “Discord and Big Mac are probably waiting for me already...”
His gaze shifted down the hall, towards the central chamber, where they were probably already waiting for him. Spike’s body turned in the right direction, but before he could take a single step, a sickening feeling came over him. It began in his lower stomach and quickly rose to his chest and into his throat. His mouth was forced open, and Spike belched a wave of green fire into the air.
From the fire, an ornately decorated scroll fell and landed firmly into the dragon’s open hands. “Whoa... A letter from Princess Celestia this late?” Spike considered returning to Twilight’s office and giving her the letter, assuming it was from Celestia to her, but then he saw the addressed name.
~Spike~
~Urgent~
With his curiosity peaked, the dragon glanced up and down the hall, confirming that he was indeed alone. Once he was certain that he was in private, Spike pulled the silk string holding the scroll together and let the parchment unfold. Then, his eyes began to read.
*To Spike, I require your presence immediately for a special assignment. A carriage is already on route to pick you up. Tell no pony of your mission.*
The message ended so abruptly that Spike figured there had to be more, but there wasn’t. Getting a letter from the princess so late was unusual enough, but it’s message made the whole situation all the more surreal. He paced the hall, reading the letter over and over again.
“Special assignment?” He looked back towards the door leading into Twilight’s office. “Tell... no pony?”
Wondering to himself what could have been so important for Princess Celestia to demand his silence, he was startled by a loud ‘knock’ at the palace doors. Dashing through the crystal corridors, Spike raced for the doors, not wanting to be seen or heard by anypony else.
He came to a screeching halt and opened the door, coming face to face with an armored stallion with a stern look. “Are you Spike?” His voice was low and gruff.
The young dragon gulped nervously as he nodded his head. “Y-Y-Yeah...” Things we’re getting weirder and weirder.
The guard motioned towards a second guard and a carriage behind him, out in front of the palace. “The princess is waiting. Let’s go.”
Spike hardly figured he could decline at this point. Reluctantly, he followed the guard to the royal buggy and climbed inside. The guards in front of him flexed their wings and began to run forward. Before Spike knew it, he was high in the air, soaring towards the city of Canterlot.
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The flight was short, and Spike was brought directly to the palace of the two sisters in Canterlot. Upon his arrival, the sun had set completely while the moon quickly rose to take its place among the stars. “Thanks, guys... You can let me off here.”
But they didn’t stop. The winged guards carrying the cart flew past the grand steps leading up to the palace and flew higher. “Uh... Guys?”
There was no response as they carried Spike up to a balcony overlooking the city of Canterlot near the peak of a tall tower. They brought the carriage alongside the rails and prompted Spike to get out. The dragon didn’t understand where they brought him, but he did as they asked and climbed out of the carriage and onto the balcony. “Wh-What an I doing up here?”
One of the guards looked towards the door and nodded. “She will see you now.”
Then, the guards disappeared quietly into the night, flying back down towards the city below. With no way to get back down, the only way for Spike to go now was towards the door. He turned and raised a fist to knock, but before he could make contact with the glass surface of the door, it quickly opened.
“Oh, you’re here! Wonderful timing, Spike. Come on in, please, and make yourself comfortable.”
His jaw dropped. Standing before him, Celestia herself held one hand on her hip and another on the door she just opened. The princess wore a white gown with gold trimmings that held tightly to parts of her body while exsposing generous amounts of the rest.
She offered him a kind smile while she spoke. Spike couldn’t even understand what she was saying. His face felt hot, and his heartbeat thundered in his ears. All he could see was the movement of her lips as she tried to get his attention.
“Spike? Spike, I need you to listen.”
He shook his head, snapping back to reality as his cheeks burned red with embarrassment. “I’m sorry, princess... What were you saying?”
Celestia eyed him up and down, pursing her lips. “I was just about to tell you why I’ve brought you here.” Then, she let out a long sigh and brought her hand up to her brow. “It’s... my parents...”
Spike’s eyes widened. “Whoa, you have parents?”
Celestia chuckled and draped and arm around Spike as she brought him inside, closing the door behind them. “Of course. Did you think Luna and I came from nothing? Yes, Spike, I have parents, and they are here now, in my palace.”
Spike nodded his head. “I get it. You don’t get along with them, so you want me to solve a friendship problem for you to help you reconnect with your mom and dad.”
Celestia recoiled and gave him a surprised look, causing Spike to turn red out of the fear that he might have misspoken. “What? No, Spike... It’s nothing like that at all.”
Now, Spike raised an eyebrow at her. He was still in the dark on why he was even in a Canterlot in the first place. “Oh... Then, what is it?”
Celestia closed her eyes and let out a low breath, appearing to struggle to form the words she needed to say. “Spike, I...” She placed a firm hand on his shoulder, looking him dead in the eyes. “I need you to be my date tonight.”
Spike felt like he’d just been blindsided. Her response was not at all what he had been expecting. The dragon’s eyes widened, and his face turned hot once again. “D-D-Date?”
Celestia offered him a reassuring smile and nodded her head. “Yes, Spike...” She retracted her hand and made her way across the room to her bed before sitting down. “I might have boasted a little to my mother after drinking that I am in a relationship with a dragon, and during my boasting, I invited her to meet my... boyfriend...”
Spike was beginning to put the pieces together, now. “You mean, the boyfriend that isn’t real?”
Celestia nodded her head somberly. “That’s right, Spike. My parents are here, and they’re expecting a charming, interesting, and tender dragon to enjoy dinner with them. That’s why I need you.”
Standing before her, Spike observed himself and tugged at his hoodie. “I don’t think I’m dressed for anything as important as dinner with your parents...”
The princess waved her hand dismissively. “That won’t be an issue. I like you the way you are, and so will they. I just need you to pretend to be my date this one time to impress my mother.”
This wasn’t at all how Spike envisioned his evening playing out, but the whole ordeal sounded exciting in a strange way. “I, um... I mean, of course, Princess Celes-“
Celestia quickly brought a finger to his lips, cutting him off. “None of that, Spike. You’re my date tonight, so there’s no need for such titles.”
Spike wasn’t certain, but he thought he saw a hint of blush on her cheeks. “My mother believes our relationship is intimate...” Then, she stood up from her bed and fiddled with her gown, straightening out her bust so they fit comfortably within the white, silky straps that confined them. “Well, I suppose there’s no putting this off any longer. Come, darling...” She extended a hand, taking Spike’s in her own. “Let’s go meet my parents.”
***Up Next: The Performance***
Author's Note
This story was meant to be a short series and not to continue past two chapters. However, if you, the readers, like it and want to see a little more, let me know in the comments, and we’ll see about maybe adding another chapter or two.
Part 2: The Performance
Deafening silence thundered in Spike’s ears. The great dinning chamber was so quiet, it actually produced an effect that made the nervous dragon want to cover his ears. Occasionally, somepony would strike their plate with a fork, causing a faint ringing sound, but it would fade as quickly as it arrived. Spike sat at a long table, probably meant to seat at least twenty guests. At the moment, it only hosted four, making the distance between them all the more awkward.
He was placed closer towards the middle of the table on the western side, with his back towards the tall windows behind him. Celestia, his ‘girlfriend’, sat to his immediate left. Unlike Spike, who was too nervous to touch his food, she managed to chew on a few bites as her eyes darted around the room in an attempt to avoid making eye contact with her parents, who sat on the opposite side of the table.
Both were alicorns, ancient and powerful. Spike could feel their eyes boring into him, searching for even the slightest hint of treachery. The lord across the table cleared his throat and briefly wiped his snout with a napkin. “So, Spike ...” The young dragon gulped nervously. Only the reassuring touch of Celestia’s hand as she took his was enough to keep him from having a panic attack. “My daughter tells me you’ve been together for...” His gaze shifted to Celestia. “.How long has it been, honey? Remind me, please.”
The princess beamed at him, pushing her chest out proudly as she squeezed Spike’s hand. “Spike and I have been dating for over a year, dad. Isn’t he everything I told you he would be?”
He let out a low ‘grunt’ and nodded his head. “Yes, he is very well behaved... for a dragon...”
That remark received a swift hit from his wife, followed by a harsh glare. Celestia’s mother then turned her attention back to Spike and offered him a warm smile. “Forgive my husband, my dear Spike. What he means is, we are both happy for you and our daughter.” With the magic from her horn, she raised her glass to her lips and took a long sip. “To tell you the truth, actually, we weren’t even sure you were real until this evening. The way Celestia spoke about you and everything you did together, we figured you to be a figment of her wild imagination.”
A nervous outburst escaped Celestia’s lips, and she tried to cover it up with a chuckle. “Ah, yes... How embarrassing would that have been, mother?”
Spike’s hand was beginning to sweat inside the grip of the princess beside him. Now, he wasn’t sure if she was trying to reassure him or herself. He felt like he needed to say something, anything at all to add to the believability of Celestia’s story. For the first time, he picked up his silverware and poked it at the food on his plate. “Ye-Yeah... I can’t even remember what my life was like before I met Celestia.”
The princess beside him smirked and raised an eyebrow but held her tongue. Her father cleared his throat again. “How did the two of you meet?”
Celestia was quick to put her fork down and speak up. “Spike and I have a mutual friend, Princess Twilight Sparkle in Ponyville. She introduced us at the last gala here in Canterlot, and I haven’t been able to keep myself away from him since...”
Spike’s face turned red as he rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand. Something about the way she spoke, the way the words fell from her mouth, made her sound so sincere. “Ye-Yeah... She’s pretty incredible. All because of your parenting, no doubt.”
Celestia’s mother laughed aloud and jabbed her husband in the side with her elbow. “Dear, I like him...”
That was it. Mission accomplished.
As Spike was feeling proud of himself, Celestia leaned into his neck. “Good job, Spike... I almost didn’t think we could pull this off...”
The dragon grinned at her, but the feeling of success was fleeting. At that moment, across the dinning hall, the doors opened up, and Princess Luna trotted into the room, stretching her arms high above her head as though she had just finished raising the moon. “Mmmmmm! Good evening, sister.” Then, she observed the rest of the scene. “Mom? Dad? What are you doing here?”
Celestia went pale. Her mother looked at Luna with a surprised expression. “Oh... Hi, honey! Your father and I are just here to meet your sister’s boyfriend.” Spike looked back and forth between Celestia and Luna, and it dawned on him that the princess of the night didn’t know about their plan.
Luna raised an eyebrow as she approached their side of the table, looking over him and Celestia. “Boyfriend?” She folded her arms across her chest as a devious grin creeped along her lips. “Now, that is interesting...”
Celestia’s gaze narrowed, and she let out a low growl. “Luna, you’re supposed to be watching over the night...”
Her sister waved her hand, dismissing the idea. “I’m the more passive governer of my realm, sister. Let sleeping ponies lie, I say. Now, tell me more about this boyfriend of yours.”
Spike saw it, a cheeky grin fired in his direction from Luna. She knew something strange was going on, but whether or not she would exspose them was still up for debate. Luckily, their mother had already bought the act and stepped in to defend them. “Luna, your sister and her boyfriend are on a date. When you have a significant other of your own, we can talk more.”
The moon princess frowned and placed her hands on her hips. “Very well, mother...” Then, she eyed Celestia and Spike and fired them a sly wink. “Enjoy your... date.”
Luna stormed out of the dinning hall, and just like that, she was gone for good. Celestia began to relax a little and let out a long breath.
Her father took another sip from his glass, and as he set it back down, he scooted his chair back from the table. “Well, this has been quite an interesting evening.” He reached across the table, extending his hand towards the young dragon. Spike hesitated for a brief moment but ultimately took the lord’s hand and shook it. “It has been a pleasure meeting you, son. You seem like a fine lad.”
Spike nodded breathlessly. “Th-Thank you, sir.”
A weird knot formed in his chest. Celestia’s father had called him ‘son’. He figured it to be nothing more than a sign of approval, but it was still worth noting. His wife joined him as she gathered her coat and other belongings. Celestia met her by the table’s end and embraced her. “We’ll be going and get out of your mane, honey. You and Spike enjoy the rest of your evening. Oh, and give Luna our best.”
As they separated, her father took her mother by the arm and escorted her out of the dinning hall. “Goodbye, mother! Goodbye, Father!”
Spike also waved, happy that he had won their approval. It all seemed so silly, since he wasn’t actually in a relationship with Princess Celestia. The two of them sighed deeply and looked back at the cluttered table and dirty plates. “The servants will handle the clean up, so you are free to return to Ponyville.”
To Spike, it sounded like his job was done, but neither one of them moved a muscle. “Yeah... Twilight probably never even realized I’m gone. That was a pretty crazy date, don’t you think?”
Celestia chuckled softly and turned her cheek to hide the blush on her face. “Yes, Indeed...” Then, she turned to face him and raised her arms ever so slightly to grasp onto his hands. “You performed your roll perfectly, Spike. This... is the least I can do...”
Spike had no time to respond or react before she leaned forward, pressing her lips against his, pulling the dragon into a tender kiss. Several seconds passed by, then a minute. His arms and legs were locked, and his mind could only focus on the delicate touch of the princess’ lips smooching his own. Fireworks exploded in his mind, and his heart battered against his chest, threatening to explode outward.
After what seemed like an eternity, Celestia pulled away, laughing at his love-struck expression and wiping the saliva from her lower lip. “The kiss is the best way to end a date, is it not?”
Spike still couldn’t believe what had just happened. He was barely aware of the fact that his fingers were still entwined with hers. “Does... Does it really have to end?”
Celestia smiled sadly and nodded her head. “Yes, Spike...” The young dragon lowered his head humbly and retracted his hands. He knew it was time for him to leave and get back to Ponyville. As he turned around to make his way for the door, a gentle hand on his shoulder stopped him. “... At least, for tonight. What are your plans next weekend?”
Her question caught Spike off guard. “N-N-Next weekend?” Spike stammered as he struggled to formulate a response. “Um... Well, next weekend... I, um...”
Celestia grinned as she rolled her eyes and planted a quick kiss on his cheek. “Hmm... Why don’t you figure it out and send me a letter tomorrow? You know how to reach me...” She directed him towards the door and gave the dragon a gentle push. “My guards will take you home. Farewell, Spike!”
He stumbled through the door, and it closed shut behind him. Still unsure of what had just taken place, Spike was startled by the arrival of two armored stallions, the same ones that carried him to Canterlot in the first place. “Are you ready to depart, Spike?”
He looked the guards over and saw the chariot behind them. “Huh? Oh, yeah... I’m ready, I think...”
Going though the motions, he climbed onto the chariot. Before he knew it, he was soaring high into the night sky, heading back to where it all began. “Oh, Celestia... The guys are not going to believe this...”
***Up Next: Moonlight Meeting***
Part 3: Moonlight Meeting
Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter. Part 4: The Morning After
It was worse than writer’s block, like a brick sitting on his chest that he couldn’t lift. Spike paced the floor of his room back and forth as he contemplated how to word his letter to Celestia. He pictured her in his mind, standing before him. Envisioning her in his room, she stood and smiled back, flashing her gorgeous teeth as she placed her hands on her hips.
“Okay... I can do this... I can do this...” Spike took in a deep breath and let it out slowly.
*Dear Celestia...*
He shook his head and crumbled up the paper before tossing it away. “Too formal...”
*Hey, Celestia...*
The dragon growled with frustration and crumbled the second piece of paper. She was expecting him to write her with fully fleshed-out plans for a date. If he couldn’t follow through with such an agrivatingly simple task, what would that reveal about him? Spike readied another piece of paper and inked his quill.
*Celestia...*
His writing hand paused as he figured out how to move forward. “One step at a time, Spike... Come on...”
*... I enjoyed spending time with you last night, even though I never really got to enjoy the dinner you prepared. Anyway, you wanted to know more about my plans this weekend, and I want them to involve you. There’s a new show playing at the Ponyville Cinema, and I’d like you to see it with me.
-Eagerly awaiting your response, Spike*
Spike held the parchment in his hands and looked over his writing one last time. Then, he rolled it up and held the paper against his lips.
After the brief moment of silence, he blew a wave of green fire, and the letter vanished into thin air. After jumping that hurdle, Spike fell back on his bed. Celestia wouldn’t respond right away. Being the busy princess she was, he figured she probably had all kinds of royal business to conclude before she could make time for him.
Just as his eyes closed, however, he felt a stir in his chest. The feeling of mild discomfort climbed up his throat until he belched fire, and from the flame, a rolled parchment fell onto his chest. Spike pulled the string holding the scroll together and tore into the letter.
*My dear Spike,
I am flattered at your suggestion, and I just might take you up on that, but I have a counter proposal. We could meet much sooner, as my sister and I are coming to Ponyville tonight to meet with Princess Twilight on official business at the Festival of Laughter hosted by Pinkie Pie and Starlight Glimmer. Luna and I should conclude our business with Twilight rather quickly, and I’d be a very happy mare if you took me to the festival.
-Yours, Princess Celestia*
Spike read the letter again and again before putting it by his side and letting out a sign. “The Festival of Laughter... Why didn’t I think of that?”
Amidst all of the excitement, he’d lost the ability to think rationally and analyze his situation in order to act accordingly. The upcoming festival would be the perfect place to show Celestia a good time. There would be music, food, games, and endless opportunities for them to have fun together.
Spike got up from his bed and made his way towards the door, leaving the letter behind. As he opened the door, he came face to face with Twilight Sparkle who had her fist raised like she was about to knock. “Oh, uh... Twilight! Hi...”
The princess smiled kindly and lowered her arm. She looked refreshed, well rested, and ready to complete any challenge the new day threw at her. “Good morning, Spike... I just wanted to thank you for what you did last night. It was really sweet of you.”
Then, she leaned forward and planted a quick kiss on his cheek, startling the young dragon. When she pulled away, her eyes met his, and Spike saw something in her gaze sparkle. The two of them stood in silence before Twilight let out a half-hearted chuckle and cleared her throat. “Now, come on, and let’s get some breakfast going. We have a long day ahead of us helping Pinkie Pie prepare for the festival tonight.”
Spike absentmindedly rubbed his cheek as he glanced back into his room, at the letter sitting on his bed. “The Festival of Laughter, right...”
Twilight’s gaze shifted from him to something inside his room, the letter on his bed. Not wanting her to pry into his personal dealings with Princess Celestia, he quickly closed the door behind him. “What was that, Spike?”
The dragon shrugged, thinking the best course of action was to play innocent. “What was ‘what’, Twilight?”
She looked like she wanted to say more, openening her mouth ever so slightly, but all that came out was a long breath of air as she shook her head. “Nothing... I’m just a little hungrier than I thought, I guess.” She reached out and grabbed Spike’s hand. “Let’s hurry to the kitchen. Starlight is already working on breakfast, and I don’t want her to think she’s eating alone this morning.”
Spike nodded his head and followed her down the corridor leading to the kitchen. Looking around at the walls, he found it amusing how different the place looked during the day. There were no long shadows, nor was there the sensation that he was being watched by a predatory Princess Luna. Together, with his outstretched hand being pulled by Twilight’s, they made their way through the palace to the kitchen.
Suddenly, a wave of intoxicating aromas hit his nose, and Spike’s mouth began to water. Then, there was the sound of a sizzleing pan popping with hot oil and grease that got louder with every he took. It all came to a head when he and Twilight stepped into the kitchen.
Starlight was preparing breakfast alright... She hummed softly to herself, and her hips swayed from side to side as she danced from the fridge to the stove top where several strips of bacon were frying in a castiron pan. When the mare turned around to reach for a vial of salt sitting in the island, she spotted him and Twilight. “Oh, good! You’re here... The food’s almost ready, so sit tight for just a few minutes, alright?”
Twilight looked at Spike and fired him a sweet look before letting his hand go. She then joined Starlight by the stove, leaving him by the door. Waiting wasn’t going to be easy for the hungry dragon. The delicious smell of cooking food made his stomach growl something awful.
Starlight set the heat on the bacon to low and bagan gathering eggs to crack. As she broke the first egg beside the bacon, the mare turned and glanced at Spike over her shoulder. “So, are the two of you ready for the festival tonight? Pinkie Pie and I have been working hard on preparations all this week.”
Twilight beamed at her and nodded her head. “Of course, Starlight. It’ll be nice to get out and see everypony enjoying themselves around town.” The princess leaned back and placed her hands on the counter behind her. “I will be a little late to the party though... There’s a few things I have to discuss with Celestia and Luna.”
Starlight raised an eyebrow at her. “The princesses are coming here? Why wasn’t I told? The festival could require an entirely new theme, now...” Twilight waved a dismissive hand. “Don’t worry about a thing, Starlight. They’re not coming for the festival, though I’m sure they’re welcome to stay and enjoy it when we’re done here at the palace...” Spike caught Twilight looking at him. “Isn’t that right, Spike?”
The question caught the dragon off guard. Twilight couldn’t have known about his developing relationship with Princess Celestia... Could she? Regardless, he had to say something. The longer he took to respond, the more suspicios he might look. “Um... Yeah, of course... I’m sure Celestia will want to stay for a little while and see Ponyville for herself during the festival...”
That seemed to put Starlight at ease, and it even put a smile on her face. “Alright... I just hope she doesn’t have high expectations...”
Spike exhausted a long sigh. “Yeah, me too...”
Twilight’s ears twitched, and she frowned as she glanced in his direction. The dragon grinned back at her meekly, silently hoping she hadn’t heard him, but Twilight didn’t say anything. Instead, she turned her gaze to the stove, but the look of contemplation on her face persisted, putting Spike more and more in a state of restless. The only thing he wanted to think about was Celestia and spending time with her, but chore of keeping their relationship to themselves was proving harder than he thought.
***Up Next: A Barside Kiss***
Spike didn’t get to see Celestia for very long, much to his great disappointment. The setting of the sun had already been put into motion when the shining princess arrived at Twilight’s palace with Luna by her side. When he had tried to greet her, she simply brushed him aside and continued on her way to meet Twilight.
Celestia offered him only a sweet smile and a subtle ‘wink’ as she passed him by. Luna, on the other hand, gave Spike a strange stare but said nothing. The sisters disappeared with Twilight behind her office door which slammed shut and locked, separating Spike from Celestia. The dragon let out a disappointed sigh and kicked his feet up as he strolled back down the corridor towards the main entrance.
As he looked outside, through the open doors, he saw the erection of tents, tables, and banners. The festival would be starting very soon. With nothing else to do inside the palace, Spike figured the best place for him to be was in Ponyville, out and about. He clenched his claws and shoved them into his pockets before stepping onto the simple dirt path that lead into town.
It didn’t take him long to encounter Starlight. The mare had her back to him, and she held a clipboard in one hand and a quill in the other. She appeared to be directing winged ponies as they hoisted a tent into the air. One in particular looked familiar. “A little to the left, Fluttershy!”
Spike smiled and approached her from behind. “Um... Hi, Starlight.”
She clenched onto her quill and clipboard and spun on her heels. “Ah!” Only the sight of Spike was enough to put her brief outburst of terror at ease. “Oh... Hey, Spike... What are you doing here?”
The dragon shrugged, keeping his hands in his pockets. “I dunno... The palace seems kinda crowded with the princesses there, so I thought I’d come and see if there was anything I could do to help.”
Starlight cracked a smile and put a hand on her hips. “That’s really nice of you, Spike, but I have everything under control.” She gestured to the tent behind her. “This is the last thing to set up. The rest of the festival is already in full swing. You should get going and have some fun.”
Spike frowned, but found that he had no argument to make. “Yeah... Sure, Starlight...”
Without meeting the mare’s gaze, he turned and headed back down the dirt road, further into town where string light crisscrossed from building to building. “Spike, when I see Twilight, I’ll tell her I spoke with you, alright?”
He didn’t turn around of offer her any response. Spike just felt bummed out. His heart yearned for one thing, one mare, and that one thing was persistently denied to him. Ponies surrounded him, laughing and cheering as they shared in each other’s company.
By the time he reached the center of town, the sun had completely set behind the distant mountains, but that didn’t matter to the ponies of Ponyville. Lights shined all throughout the community and upbeat music played harmoniously. Thirsty and in search of a place to sit, Spike sought out an outdoor bar that had been raised by the steps of the town hall. The counter formed an ‘L’ shape and reached around the government building with barstools standing every few feet in the dirt.
It looked as good enough of a place as any other. Spike approached the bar and took the nearest stool for himself, sitting down and placing his elbows on the counter. The bartender turned and saw him, raising an eyebrow before confronting the young dragon. “I’m sorry, kid. I can’t serve minors.”
Spike looked down, observing himself before looking back up at the stallion running the bar. “Minor? How old do you think I am?” In truth, he was only nineteen years old. At least, that’s how long it had been since Twilight hatched him so long ago.
His response seemed to take the bartender by surprise, but Spike waved his hand dismissively. “I just want some water, please...”
The bartender smiled and tilted a nod in his direction. “Sure thing, sir.”
Moments later, Spike had a tall glass of crystal clear water in front of him. To top it all off, little bergs of ice floated and bounced around inside the glass, chilling the water to the point where drops began forming along the outside before dripping onto the counter.
Spike eagerly took the glass. “Thank you.”
Then, he began to take long sips that traveled down his throat and cooled his chest. Occasionally, he would look over his shoulder to see the dancing ponies circling around the fountain behind him, and every so often, another pony would sit down at the bar. Sometimes, there would be a couple, laughing and drinking, but they would quickly get bored with the bar and share a kiss before racing back to the fountain.
It sure was, without a doubt, the Festival of Laughter, but with every minute that passed, Spike began to feel more and more unhinged. He wanted to go back home, to lock himself away in his room and sleep the night away, but just as he was about to rise from the stool, a pair of gentle hands landed on his shoulders. Spike froze as the hands caressed his shoulders, then his neck.
They gracefully grazed his cheeks and covered his eyes. Spike watched as several pale fingers closed over his eyes, blocking his view. “Guess who...”
The dragon’s heart raced in his chest and a wide smile forced its way onto his lips. The fingers pulled away, and he came face to face with Celestia. The princess beamed at him as she took the seat beside his. “I’m sorry I kept you so long... The meeting went on longer than I anticipated.”
Her hands still caressed his cheeks. They were all he could focus on, her soft touch, but as he opened his eyes, he saw that Celestia’s smile had vanished. “There was another complication as well...”
That certainly didn’t sound good, but before Spike could pry into her concern, a cheerful voice erupted from the fountain as a mare came waltzing towards them. “Celestia, my dear! There you are...”
The white princess forced a toothy smile and turned her gaze to face the interruption. “Hello, mother...”
Spike’s has dropped. It was indeed Celestia’s mom, but what she was doing there, the dragon had no clue.
The alicorn held an erotic glass in her hand filled with a blue liquid. “Ah, Celestia, honey... I’m so glad I found you. Your father-“
Then, her eyes landed on him. “Oh... Um...” She tapped her forehead, just below her horn, like she was trying to remember something. “Spike! Yes, my daughter’s charming boyfriend. It’s a pleasure to see you again, my dear. How are things?”
Celestia loudly cleared her throat. “Ehem! Mother... We were a little busy, now please-“
She held her free hand up, making sure not to spill her drink. “Say no more, sweetie. I’m going to go find your father and Luna. I believe she wanted to indulge herself in some of the festivities around here.” She then began to back towards the crowd of partying ponies. “Do enjoy yourselves! It was nice seeing you again, Spike!”
Then, just as quickly as she arrived, the elder alicorn vanished. Celestia raised a hand to her temples and sighed. Spike was still baffled by the whole encounter as he turned to face his date. “What was that about?”
The princess shrugged her shoulders as she turned and placed her arms on the counter. “Just my mother prying into things that don’t concern her...”
Spike recoiled slightly. That didn’t sound like Celestia at all, but she put on her kind smile and wrapped a gentle arm around his neck. The dragon felt himself being pulled forward ever so slightly. “Don’t worry about a thing, Spike. We’re here to have fun and enjoy ourselves...”
Being so close to her, he became painfully aware of what she was wearing, a gown that exsposed ample amounts of her flesh for the world to behold. “Now, are you going to kiss me, or should I kiss you?”
Trying desperately not to stare at her chest, Spike couldn’t bring himself to respond. Celestia chuckled softly and bit her lower lip before moving in and pressing her mouth against his. There it was, that same sensation he felt he might before when she kissed him on the lips. Fireworks exploded in his chest and his mind turned to jelly.
The kiss was brief, and it ended with a firm smooch that left Spike feeling like he’d been shot out of a cannon, dazed and confused. Celestia brushed her hair aside as she pulled away, grinning sweetly. “Mmmm... You taste just as good as you did last night, Spike...”
She then stood up from her stool and took a step backwards. “Wait here... I’m going back to the palace to change. I’ll be back soon!”
Spike waved as she vanished into the crowd of dancing ponies, feeling far better than he had minutes ago.
***Up Next: Touching Tenderly***
Author's Note
Warning : The following chapter may contain mild sexual content, thus bumping the rating up.
***Read at your own risk***
The crystal palace was quiet, dark, and completely void of activity. Twilight and everypony else were still presiding over the Festival of Laughter at the center of town, and they would not be returning for some time.
Considering how quiet it was, Spike couldn’t shake the deafening silence from his ears. His foot steps making contact with the cold, crystal floor caused an echoing effect to resonate throughout the hall as Celestia lead him by the hand. He was focused on her from behind, her movements, and her body, still trapped inside the tight confines of her white gown. His heart beat thundered in his ears. He thought she might have said something to him, but he couldn’t understand her. “Wh-What?”
Celestia looked over her shoulder at him and flashed a cheeky grin. “I only asked which room is the one you sleep in, Spike.”
His member twitched in his pants, and he swallowed hard. This was really happening, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Not that he wanted to, anyway, but there was still the feeling of helplessness that loomed over him. He knew very well which room was his, but he couldn’t focus on a single thought long enough to answer her.
When he did manage to point at his door, Celestia swiftly pulled him closer and together, they both slipped inside. She was on him in seconds, clasping his face between her hands. The kisses that followed were fast and relentless as their lips connected again and again.
Each time her mouth touched his, Spike’s mind exploded into a collection of frenzied and disorganized thoughts. Despite the darkness that surrounded them, the night sky pierced through the windows, and the glow of the moon illuminated her just enough for Spike to see her. Then, the kissing ceased, and he felt a forceful shove against his chest. The last thing he saw was Celestia’s outstretched arms as he fell onto his back, hitting the mattress of his bed.
His brain was fried, and his vision was haze, but when he saw the princess approaching the bed, he saw a spark in her eyes, visable only under the moonlight from the windows. She looked like a fox who’d cornered her next meal, and he was her prey.
Then, there was a slight shift in her expression, and she stopped, just before reaching the edge of his bed. She lifted both of her hands to her shoulders and dropped the straps of her gown that covered them, allowing the dress to fall slightly. “Spike...” Her voice sounded husky, and every breath was deep. “I need this... I need you ...” The rest of her gown fell away and hit the floor, and her naked body came into full view. “Will you give it to me?”
Spike was in uncharted territory, no man’s land. He’d never had sex with a mare or come close, and here was the princess of the sun herself readily offering herself to him. His eyes scanned every inch of her body a thousand times over, soaking in every curve, her sleek skin, and her most sensitive areas. Her breasts were everything he imagined them to be and more. They were larger than the avaerage mare’s by a sizable margin and topped off by two rosy pink nipples, one on each mound and highlighted by large, round areola. They cast a sort of shadow on her toned stomach, which ultimately lead to her crotch.
A gasp escaped his lips as he stared at her slit, bare and completely shaven. It seemed to shimmer in the moonlight, glistening with what he could only assume was her natural lubrication. Never before had he seen the real thing, previously relying on his imagination to get the job done.
The silence between them was growing more and more awkward, causing him to worry. Celestia remained motionless at the edge of the bed, and Spike realized at that moment that she was actually giving him a chance to back away, to say ‘no’, but he wasn’t about to take that chance. He swallowed the saliva that had been building in his mouth and nodded his head. “Yeah...”
That was it. Their verbal contract was finalized, and he’d given her his consent. The invisible barriers separating them dissipated, and Celestia climbed onto the bed, crawling forward on her hands and knees until she was on top of him. Her breasts hovered over his neck, and she smiled down at him, giving them a little shake to entice the dragon into feeling her up. “Go on, Spike... Do whatever you like...”
He looked back and forth between her and the boobs in his face. Finally, with his heart beating rapidly in his chest and twisting with anticipation, he placed his hands on her stomach and slide them up her body to meet her breasts.
At first contact, Celestia let out a sharp gasp that was quickly followed by a soft whimper, but she made no attempt to stop him. Spike didn’t know what to expect, being so new to the concept of foreplay, but he did everything he thought he was supposed to do, first taking her breasts in his palms and closing his fingers around her flesh. They weren’t as firm as he originally though they would be, not so much like big pillows, but squishy and warm.
Her nipples had an entirely different texture, being much tougher, but every time his fingers brushed over them, Celestia would make an unusual noise. He hoped it was a good noise and that he was doing it right, because he didn’t want to stop just yet. Above him, her lips moved, but he couldn’t hear what she was saying. “What?”
She was breathing heavily, like she’d just finished a hundred yard dash. “I want... you to suck on them...” There was something about the tone of her voice that the young dragon found exciting, like she was desperate for him to inflict more pleasure on her, pleading almost. “Please, Spike...”
He wanted to. He’d do anything to make her happy at this point, but if he was going to give her what she wanted, he wanted to do it right.
Spike released her breasts and noticed just how sweaty his hands were. Then, he gave her a gentle push. Celestia didn’t resist and fell in the direction he wanted, ending up on her back as he rolled on top of her. Looking down at her naked body, Spike felt as though his chest were about to burst open. She looked vulnerable beneath him, and with her arms resting over her head, her breasts fell to each side of her sleek form.
She looked up at him curiously, batting her eyes. “Well, now that you have me here, what are you going to do with me?”
Without uttering a word, Spike eyed her breasts and licked his lips. Then, he leaned forward, mouth open, and he closed them around her left nipple. Celestia let out a cry and reared her head back. The movements he made with his mouth didn’t seem so spectacular to him, but it was driving her wild. Her nipple fell clumsily from his mouth, and he had to quickly find it again, which was difficult in the dark.
This time, his lips latched on tight, and he began to suck as though it were a straw, assuming that was what she meant by her previous request. He wasn’t so sure, because the action seemed kind of silly to him, but Celestia sure liked it. Her body was writhing in pleasure underwear his, and he was forced to pin her down in order to keep her still.
The princess let out a throaty groan. “Do the other one...”
Spike paused briefly, not sure if he had understood her, but his eyes then turned to her other breast, which had been left unattended since he began. It then became clear, and he released the nipple from his mouth, now soaked with his saliva and slightly swollen from the agitation caused by his lips and teeth. He then dove onto her right breast, repeating the sexual actions that he had performed on the other one, but this time, neither boob was left out.
He freed his left hand from holding down Celestia and brough it down to her left breast and closed his fingers around it. Her legs were flailing in every direction now, kicking up and down despite Spike’s best efforts to hold her. “Spike... Oh, Spike, don’t you dare stop... Spike!” She arched her back and thrusted her waist into the air as her head reared back, sinking into the pillow behind her. “Damn it, Spike!”
In the blink of an eye, Spike was on his back, and Celestia was mounting his legs, her fingers furiously fiddling with his belt buckle. He felt as though the wind had been knocked out of him. “Spike... Look at what you’re making me do... I’m so horny that I can’t even think straight...” In one swift pull, his shorts and boxers came clean off, and his stiff cock sprang into view.
Celestia licked her lips hungrily as she positioned herself over it, propping herself up with one hand while holding up his shaft with the other. “Enough playing around... Let’s get started, shall we?”
***Up Next: All The Way***
Spike held his breath as Celestia’s shadow fell over him. Her body eclipsed the moonlight coming from the window hitting her back. To put it simply, she looked stunningly beautiful as she straddled his shaft. Neither of them said anything as she slowly began to descend, pausing ever so briefly as the tip of his cock poked her slit, slightly parting the folds that were now wet from anticipation.
Celestia bit her lower lip as the head slipped inside, and Spike fought the urge to scream out loud, instead managing a low growl. It felt unusual, not at all what he was expecting, but nothing could have prepared him for this very moment. The first thing he noticed was the heat. Warmth enveloped his cock as it slowly disappeared inside of the princess. Then, there was the slimy texture of her inner depths. Her natural lubrication allowed for a seamless entry, even though his girth stretched her a little.
Celestia let out a loud moan as she sat on Spike’s waist, his cock fully embedded in her womb. She remained still for several moments, likely catching her breath. Then, with both hands on Spike’s chest, she began to lift herself back up.
Spike watched with wide eyes as more and more of his member became visible again, now glistening in the moonlight thanks to the princess’ fluids. It was cold now, far colder than what he was expecting. A light breeze across his groin caused him to shiver, also thanks to Celestia’s secretions. He wanted desperately to penetrate her again, just for the warmth she could provide.
Celestia looked down at him with a curious expression. “Are you alright, Spike?” Something on the edge of her voice sounded like genuine concern. She knew this was his first time, so she must have been taking extra steps to ensure his comfort for her sake as well as his own. “I need to know that you’re feeling good too...”
Spike looked at their connection. His cock was still halfway imbedded in her slit. Honestly, he was feeling so many emotions and senses at once that he didn’t know how to feel, just the perpetual sense of anticipation and excitement. “Yeah, I’m fine... I just...” His voice fell quiet, and he sighed softly.
Celestia smiled sweetly at him. She shifted her hands from his chest and lowered body so it was pressed against his and their faces were level. “You’re nervous, aren’t you?” Spike nodded his head, earning a silly chuckle from her. “Don’t worry, Spike. I like that about you. It’s kinda cute, actually, but you have nothing to fear. You’re already inside me, so what else is there to lose?”
Spike hadn’t thought of it like that. He was already inside her. Their most private areas had made a connection that could never be undone. His virginity was a thing of the past, for better or for worse, and it had been taken by Princess Celestia of all mares, something he would never have predicted.
Without waiting for a response, she closed the gap and pressed her lips against his. Their lips locked, and heavy breaths came from their noses as the kiss grew deeper. Then, Celestia began to rock her hips back and forth.
Spike wasn’t necessarily going any deeper than he was currently, but the added motion caused nerves all over his body to fire wildly. It was the extra stimulation that lead to mutual pleasure, something he was figuring out very quickly. The kiss continued, and his hands began to wander, exploring the princess’ back and legs, eventually coming to a stop over her butt cheeks.
Celestia let out a playful snarl, muffled by the kiss. Spike figured that meant he was doing a good job and she wanted him to continue, so he did. With a hand on each cheek, he groped and squeezed her ass, sometimes spreading it wide open. Then, feeling emboldened, Spike raised his right hand and brought it down, hard.
The ‘smack’ that followed echoed throughout the room, and Celestia let out a shrill cry, breaking the kiss. “Oh, Spike!” The dragon turned red, immediately fearing he’d slipped up, but Celestia narrowed her eyes at him and cocked a sly smile. “My... Such a naughty boy. Is that how things are going to be, Spike? Have I been so bad that you feel the need to punish me?” She sat upright and put her hands behind her head, pushing her breasts outward. “If that’s the case, come then... Punish me.”
Spike had lost most, of not all, of his senses. Rational thought was impossible at this point, and he was being lead by his hormones, driven by sexual instinct that had awakened within him. With each hand, he grasped onto waist, just above her upper thighs. He thrusted his hips upward to meet hers, forcing his cock back into her slit, piercing her inner-most depths as her walls squeezed him tightly.
He could feel her heartbeat, or maybe it was his own, his member pulsing inside of her. Either way, the feeling was surreal, and it caused Celestia a moment of pause. Her mouth was hanging open, but no sound came out. All she managed was a soft whimper, but even that was silenced as Spike pulled back to thrust again. Each time, the strain coming from the inner walls of her marehood seemed to give way to his cock.
Thrusts grew frequent and more forceful with every passing moment, and Celestia’s once timid whimpers quickly became howls of pleasure as she screamed out loud. Spike knew that the palace was empty, but he was sure that someone in Ponyville might be able to hear her. The rest of him decided to cross that bridge when he came to it and focus on the task at hand.
After so many thrusts, pumping his cock in and out of Celestia’s slit, he was beginning to feel numb in his groin. The constant contact and rubbing of sensitive flesh was leaving his shaft raw and without feeling, and he wondered if Celestia was having a similar experience. She kept her head back and relinquished any control she had over the situation, allowing Spike to take the lead and finish her off.
“Oh, Spike... Do it... Do it, now... I’m so close again...” Then, she let out a sharp, pained cry, and her vaginal walls slammed closed again, tightening around the dragon’s cock like a fist. Her scream pierced the night, and her wings flared out in either direction. Then, she fell forward, landing on top of Spike and gasping for air, but he didn’t stop thrusting. “Please, Spike... Oh... I’ve peaked three times already... Surely you’ve got to nearly there...” Her voice was low and cracked violently, likely as a result from her cries of pleasure. “Spike? Spike, aren’t you listening?”
Spike heard her, but he couldn’t stop, not now. He was close and rapidly nearing the brink. He pushed her over, and once again, the lovers flipped positions. Celestia yelped as she fell onto her back with her arms out and her legs spread wide open. “Spike!” There was no going back, now. He mounted her in the only way he knew how and lined the tip of his shaft up with her slit, which was now puffy and swollen. “Spike, what are you-“
Her mouth hanged open as he pushed his cock inside. Inch by inch, he filled her till his pelvis hit hers, and then, with a perfected rhythm, he pulled it back out only to push forward again and again. With every thrust, Celestia’s voice returned, and she let out an ecstatic moan. Spike noticed slight changes in his own breathing, and a knot began to twist in his groin. He was losing steam, but at the same time, he was nearing his own climax.
Spike closed his eyes tightly and fought through it, keeping Celestia in his mind. Her moans and cries filled his ears, and her arms and legs wrapped around his back. “Celestia... I’m-“
He never managed to finish his sentence. The feelings building inside of him had become overwhelming, and a paralyzing wave shook his entire body, washing over him as he was locked in place. Spike bared his teeth and let out a groan as he achieved his climax, releasing everything he had built up into the princess’ womb.
Celestia clawed his back, digging her nails deep into his skin. “Spike... Oh, Spike...” She planted a soft kiss on his cheek and began to run her fingers up and down his back and through his green hair. “You were better than I imagined you’d be...”
Spike wasn’t sure if he could even hear everything she was saying. Her voice sounded distant, and his vision was beginning to darken. He was completely spent and hadn’t the energy to ask her to repeat herself. The last thing he remembered was her saying his name as he fell to his side and blacked out.
***Up Next: Lunacy***
Spike awoke the following morning feeling better than he ever had before, but worse at the same time. Every part of his body from head to toe was stiff and sore. Especially his core abs. He made an attempt to sit upright to no avail, instead resorting to rolling onto his side. He needed to move, to do anything at all, and that was all he could do.
The sun was now shining brightly through the windows. He figured it must have been pretty late in the morning. As he was considering fighting through the pain and crawling out of bed to make himself some breakfast, a scroll on the nightstand beside him caught his attention. It was rolled neatly, wrapped with a red, silky ribbon, and marked with the royal seal.
He picked the scroll up carefully and pulled the tie loose, allowing the parchment to open. It was a note signed by Princess Celestia. Then, he began to read.
*To my dearest Spike,
I cannot express with words alone how grateful I am to you. You accomplished last night what few ever could and gave me something very special, an evening to remember. By the time you’re reading this, I’ve already returned to Canterlot, but I look forward to seeing more of you in the near future. Should you feel the same way, my door is always open to you.
-With regards, Princess Celestia*
He read the letter a few more times, soaking in every word. His mind was still a little disorganized after what happened the night before, and he found it difficult to focus. It all happened so fast, but he didn’t expect her to take off and leave him without so much as a ‘goodbye’. Part of him felt annoyed, but he knew deep down that she had a lot of work to do, running the country and all. After all, yesterday was a break of sorts for her while she visited the festival.
Still, it didn’t sit right with him that she would run off the way she had. He placed the letter back where he had found it and stretched his arms above his head before standing up. After throwing together his wardrobe for the day, topping it off with his signature pink hoodie, he stepped out of his room and into the corridor, immediately bumping into Twilight.
She was already cleaned and dressed, and she greeted him with a smile. “Oh! Good morning, Spike. I was just coming to find you, actually. You missed breakfast...” It was then that Spike noticed her outstretched hand offering a bagel. “I saved this one for you.”
His stomach growled violently at the mere sight of the toasted bread ring. It dawned on him that he hadn’t eaten in a while, and having sex with Celestia had only drained him even further. He accepted the gift and quickly took a savory bite. It was still warm. “Mmmm... Thank you, Twilight...”
She flashed him a kind smile and brushed her purple hair from her eyes. “Don’t worry about it, Spike. The kitchen is yours if you want to go ahead and fix yourself something more substantial. I’ll be in my office with Starlight if you need anything.” Then, she lifted herself onto the tips of her toes and planted a quick kiss on his cheek.
The act stunned Spike, and he turned red as he rubbed the spot where her lips had left their mark. “Wh-What was that for?”
Twilight smirked at him and let out a chuckle. “That... was for being such a great dragon, Spike. I never get to tell you often enough how much I appreciate you.” Her expression changed, and she cringed a little before wiping her sleeve across her mouth. “Bleh... Though you could use a bath.”
Spike shrugged his shoulders. “I was getting to that.” It wasn’t as simple as that, and he knew it. Not only did he look totally unkempt, but he figured he must have reeked to any passerby. There was no way for him to hide it from Twilight, but if she knew anything, she wasn’t letting him know it.
Twilight nodded her head and took a step back. “Well, you must be hungry, so get something to eat first. Then, you can worry about cleaning yourself up.” Then, she brushed past him, walking in the opposite direction down the hall. “I’ll see ya’ later, Spike, alright?”
Spike waved meekly as he watched her, his mind spinning in circles. He shook his head and came back to the task at hand, food. He spun around and made a beeline for the kitchen. As he walked, a million thoughts ran through his head, mostly bits and pieces of what happened the night before. It was still fresh on his mind, the feelings of absolute pleasure and ecstasy. Vivid images of a naked Celestia floated in and out of view, images of her squeezing her breasts together and and spreading her legs for him.
Before yesterday, he’d never considered that to be possible, but his life had been full of surprises lately, like Twilight kissing him on the cheek and calling him a ‘great dragon’. What had she meant by that? It hurt his head to think about it as malnourished as he was.
Finally, he neared the kitchen. The door was only little ways away on the left, illuminated by the light coming from within. Spike frowned, thinking the kitchen was supposed to be empty. When he turned the corner, Princess Luna sat at the island with a steaming mug in her hand.
The princess looked up from the brown liquid clasped between her hands and met Spike’s gaze. “Good morning, Spike... Coffee?” She gestured to the coffee machine on the counter behind her. “I just fixed a pot. I hope Twilight doesn’t mind.”
Spike stared at her with disbelief. Here she was, Princess Luna, sitting in their kitchen wearing sweatpants and a tank top. As she leaned forward and put her elbows on the countertop, he caught a fleeting glimpse of her sports bra underneath. After a moment of pause, he found his voice. “What are you doing here?”
Luna’s eyes narrowed as she raised the mug to her lips, taking a long sip before setting it back down. “That’s a fine ‘hello’... I only wanted to check in on you and see how you’re holding up. It’s not often that one of my sister’s lovers can remember their own name after a night like the one you two shared.”
The dragon clenched his fists and bared his teeth. No pony was supposed to know about that, not unless Celestia told her, because he certainly wasn’t going around boasting about his achievements. “What are you talking about?”
She folded her arms across her chest and leaned back a little, narrowing her eyes at him. “You clearly didn’t listen when I told you to be careful, Spike. I don’t know where you think your relationship with my sister is going, but I promise you that it will not go the way you want it to. When she was in an hour of need, you were there to help her, and she is eternally grateful, but if you pursue her, you will only hurt yourself.”
Spike couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He shook his head defiantly. Everything he’d just been through the night before couldn’t have been for nothing. “No... That’s not true. She cares about me.”
Luna frowned and stood up from, planting her hands firmly on the island. “Of course, she does. I never said that she didn’t care about you, but seeking anything more than what you had last night will leave you very disappointed. Please, listen to me. I only want to help.”
Spike felt like a hammer had hit his chest. All of the anger and frustration he had built up towards Luna dissipated in an instant. Somehow, deep down, he knew she was right. He just didn’t want to believe it out of the fear that he might lose everything he had with Celestia. Now, he didn’t know how to feel. He’d already lost his appetite completely
Luna approached him. She wore a sad smile and placed touched her hand to his. “You shouldn’t grieve, Spike. You enjoyed what you had, but somewhere out there is a mare just right for you... Someone who really loves you and wants the very best for you.” She rubbed his hand between her fingers, inching her way closer and closer. “Spike, if you don’t want to eat, might I make a suggestion?”
Spike met her gaze, and he saw something sparkle in her eyes. “What were you thinking?”
Luna bit her lower lip and closed the gap between them, almost entirely pressing her body against his and backing him into the counter. “I believe Twilight mentioned something about bathing. You are quite filthy, after all. A bath or shower would do you good, and I was hoping you might be interested in...” She took his other hand as her lips gently grazed his cheek. “... taking one together...”
Spike stared at her, his eyes fixed on hers. He blinked once, then once more. Then, he turned towards the door and lead Luna by her hand out into the hall and towards the bathroom.
***Up Next: Lunation***
The palace corridors were quiet as Spike and Luna trekked by Twilight’s office. Inside, she was talking to Starlight about something. Spike couldn’t catch all of it, but with the bits and pieces he did manage to pick up, it sounded like the makings of a issue between some students at her school of friendship, nothing major. Leading her by her hand, Spike and Luna slipped by the open door unnoticed and continued on their way.
The bathroom was in sight now. Spike opened the door and the two of them dashed inside, closing and locking the door behind them. Now that they were in private and he was sure they wouldn’t be overheard, Spike turned to face the princess, and she stalled in place, staring back at him. “Yes, Spike?”
He folded his arms across his chest and stared her down. “Hold on. I need to know something, before anything else happens.” He could see a shift in her expression. She didn’t look upset in the slightest. Spike was getting better at reading faces, and the look he saw in her eyes was one of concern.
Luna shrugged her shoulders and hopped up onto the vanity behind her, allowing her legs to hang. “Alright, Spike. Ask me anything you want to know.” She looked completely serious, so Spike began to relax a little.
He lowered his arms slowly, never breaking eye contact. “Why do you have it out for me? I mean, what’s with the sudden interest? You’ve never really seemed to care much before.” It felt good to get all of that off his chest, to really speak his mind.
The princess flexed her wings and cocked a sly grin. “So, that’s what this is all about... You’re skeptical of my intentions.”
Spike nodded his head. Of course he was. If what he learned about Celestia was true, he was skeptical of any mare hitting on him, especially Celestia’s younger sister.
“I can think of a lot of things to say, but whether or not they set your mind at ease is up to you.” She let out a long sigh. “I like you, Spike, more than I can ever express with my words alone. I’ve liked you for a very long time, and now, I want to do something with all of those feelings I’ve held inside me.”
Spike’s heart fluttered a little in his chest. “Really? Why... I mean, why didn’t you say anything before? Why wait until now to tell me this?”
Luna’s smile turned sour, and she slid forward, off of the vanity. “I’ve tried. I meant it when I told you how difficult it is to express my feelings towards you. When I caught wind that my sister was moving in to claim you, I tried to warn you about her and save you for myself, but I was too late.” She stepped closer towards him, holding her hands together. “I don’t resent my sister for what she did, but she took from you something that I desired. I guess not all of us can get what we want...”
Spike’s thoughts turned to the events that took place last night, when he lost his virginity to Celestia. That’s what Luna wanted, and she’d never be able to have it. He reached forward and took her hands in his own, rubbing his thumbs over the tops of her hands and feeling their smooth texture. “Why me, though? I’m just... me...”
Luna flipped her mane to the side and looked at him with watery eyes as her lips curled into a smile. “Why not? How could I not find you attractive, Spike? You’re brave, intelligent, handsome...” Spike swallowed and rubbed her hands a little harder. “You’ve always astounded me, but now you’ve grown up, and... Oh, Spike...”
Time seemed to slow down as the distance between their faces closed. Spike wasn’t sure what was pulling him in, but he didn’t want to fight it. His own eyes began to close as he and Luna came together. Then, their lips connected, and fireworks exploded in his mind.
He let go of her hands, and both of them began to explore. Her arms went around his back, one hand grabbing the back of his hand while the other rubbed up and down his spine. Spike, on the other hand, didn’t know where to start on Luna, so he just kinda started feeling... everything , and right off the bat, his hands were immediately drawn to her chest.
Luna took in a sharp breath as his hands grasped her breasts, but she didn’t object or interrupt the kiss. Instead, she parted her lips, and her tongue darted into his mouth.
Spike was caught off guard, but he didn’t back down and pressed on with his preverbal attack on her boobs, squeezing them through her shirt and bra again and again. This continued for what seemed like an eternity before Luna planted her hands on his chest and gave him a gentle shove.
Stunned, he looked for any signs that she’d suddenly changed her mind, but that was not the case. Luna fired him a ‘wink’ before grabbing onto the bottom of her tank top and pulling it over her head. “Can’t get wet with these on, can we?” Her sweatpants came off next and found themselves being tossed in the same corner as her top. Then, she turned so her back was facing him. “Help me with my bra, will you?”
Her form was a lot smaller than her sister’s. Instead of being voluptuous and curvy, Luna was slim from head to toe, but she still had curves where it really mattered, around her rump and bust.
Spike cocked his head to the side, but approached her anyway. This was new to him. “I, uh... Alright...” His mind drew a blank as he stared at the bra strap. It might as well have been a ten stage combination lock on a bank safe, because he was getting a headache just from looking at it.
Luna must have been able to read his thoughts, because she laughed out loud. “Oh, it’s not that hard. Really, Spike... Just pull both sides inward and unhook the right side from the rings on the left side. Got it?” Her instructions gave him some direction, and he gave it his best shot. Sure enough, the right side became unhooked from the left, and Luna let out a sigh of relief. “Hmmm... That’s better...”
As she turned around, her bra fell forward, and her naked breasts came into view. They were large for a mare her size, not quite as big as Celestia’s but more than a handful for anyone. She noticed Spike’s stare and chuckled. “Well? What do you think of them?”
Spike turned red and absentmindedly rubbed the back of his head. “They’re... They look great...”
Luna laughed again. Her laugher was music to his ears. “Oh, Spike, you’re too cute.” Then, she put on a seductive look and spun around once again. “If you liked that, then you’re really gonna love this...” As the last words flowed from her mouth, she hooked her thumps into her panties and bent over, pulling them down with her and exposing her rear in full view of the young dragon. Her cheeks spread ever so slightly as her last article of clothing passed her ankles before she kicked it away.
She had a firm, round ass, but what really got Spike’s attention was the carefully cut patch of blue hair over her slit. It looked like a pattern of some kind, maybe a replication of her cutie mark, but it was hard for him to tell without staring straight at her crotch. Now fully nude, Princess Luna stood before Spike, and she placed her hands on her hips. “Well?” She nodded towards the shower. “Isn’t it about time you got undressed too? We haven’t even gotten to the fun part yet...”
Spike’s mind clicked, and he quickly leaped I rock action, pulling his shirt over his head and throwing it in the heap with the princess’ clothes. His pants followed suit without hesitation, but he paused at his briefs. Luna saw and noticed the bulge tenting on his crotch. “Your body tells me one thing, but your thoughts hold you back... I understand if you’re having second thoughts about this, Spike.”
Spike didn’t know what to say. The last time he was in this position, he’d lost his virginity forever, and most of him now believed that to be a mistake. “How do we know this will work? You and I being together, I mean... What if it doesn’t? I don’t want to lose you as a friend and a... whatever we are...”
Luna smiled sadly as she approached him. “Spike, I’m not my sister. I won’t pretend to have all the answers you seek, because I don’t have them. If you’re worried about me seeking retribution should things end poorly, don’t.” She cupped his cheeks in her hands. “If we aren’t meant to be together, then so be it, but I’m not about to let that stop me from trying .” She released his face, her fingers gently drawing along the tip of his chin. “The way I see it, we won’t know anything until we begin.”
Spike stared down at his briefs, then at Luna, then down at his briefs again, then back at her. Finally, he made his decision, and he slipped out of the last of his clothes, becoming just as naked as the princess.
This earned him a wide grin from her as she pursed her lips, eyeing his stiffening cock. “Hmm... Not bad at all...” Then, she reached through the shower curtain and twisted the handle, turning on the hot water. “Let’s get started then, shall we? You still smell.”
***Up Next: Cascade***
Spike followed Luna into the shower, and a blast of hot steam hit him in the face. He didn’t dare look back and kept his eyes on her. The water hit her back, and he saw a drastic change in her visible level of comfort. “Mmmmm... Oh, wow! That’s nice.”
He cracked a silly grin and shrugged his shoulders. “Expensive luxury showers... One of the perks of royalty, I guess.”
Luna threw her arms over her head and began wetting her hair, rubbing her fingers across her scalp. Her eyes closed as a soft sigh was released through her lips. “You haven’t the slightest idea, my dear... My personal shower in Canterlot is three times the size of this one and has water jets shooting from every possible direction, above, the sides, and below .” Then, her eyes opened, and she fired a wink his way. “That one’s my favorite... You know, when I need a little ‘me’ time.”
Spike blushed and rubbed the back of his head while imagining Luna masturbating with a water jet. “Yeah... I think I get the idea. Maybe I could see it for myself sometime?” He watched the princess’ face carefully for and doubt, but there was none. It seemed like a big risk to him, asking her out on another romantic date while already on one, but Luna didn’t appear phased.
She lowered her arms and placed them on her hips, grinning wildly. “Now, that is an interesting idea... If I were to agree to that and bring you into my home, what would we do once we were alone?”
It was obvious that she was flirting, but Spike still felt like he was walking on thin glass. One wrong step could shatter everything. He shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know. I kinda thought we’d wing it, make it up as we go along.”
Luna looked thoughtful. “That’s a wonderful suggestion, Spike.” Then, she closed the gap between them and placed her arms over his shoulders. “Fewer things can go wrong when there aren’t any plans to ruin...”
He saw the kiss coming from a mile away, but that didn’t make it any less exciting. His heart nearly exploded when her lips touched his. Then, there was the rest of her body, wet and slippery from the water. She pushed herself against him, rubbing her body against his while they kissed.
Spike eventually found comfort in her embrace and let his arms fall around her, rubbing up and down her back and occasionally falling just short of her rear. When his fingers did graze over her butt, she let out a muffled purr into his mouth. Her reaction to his touch excited him, so he decided to do it again, going a little further this time and wrapping his entire left hand around her right ass cheek. Then, his other hand followed and grabbed the other.
He squeezed and groped Luna’s ass, rubbing her cheeks together and pulling them apart to elicit sexual noises of approval from her. The kiss was forced break as the princess’ breathing, now gasping, became more rapid and shallow. “Spike... Oh, Sp... Spike... Oh!” The tips of his fingers brushed against her slit. “Ah! Spike, that’s my- Ah! Spike, I can’t... I can’t- mmmmph!”
Spike forced his lips against hers as he continued to probe her vagina, pressing and parting the folds. Unlike the previous evening with Celestia, the crystal palace wasn’t empty, and any pony with keen hearing would certainly want to know what was happening and investigate the noise. Luna’s muffled cries continued, now directed into his mouth. His fingers delved a little deeper, parting her folds and slipping inside. He’d finally breached her, causing Luna to moan louder and twitch in his arms, but nothing about her noises or squirming told him that she wanted it to stop.
He fingered her furiously, pushing his pointer and middle fingers in and rubbing the inner walls of her vagina. Everywhere he touched caused her to shake violently, but there was one spot that absolutely drove her wild. The moment his fingered pressed against that side part of her sanctum, the inner walls slammed together, crushing his fingers, and Luna screamed into his mouth.
She finally broke away and fell against the shower wall behind her before sliding slowly to the floor, by the drain. The princess looked dazed, and her chest rose and fell heavily. Spike’s eyes widened with concern as he stood over. He didn’t mean to go so far. “Luna, I’m so sorry... Are you okay?”
Luna looked up at him and managed a weary smile, stars sparkling in her eyes. “You could have warned me you were going to do that...” With his help, she rose to her feet, but her whole body was still shaking. “That was... quite unexpected. I don’t think I’ve ever had an orgasm that powerful before...” She hardly took a step forward before her legs buckled and she fell forward.
Spike caught her, but the two of them went down anyway. Luna landed on top, knocking the wind out of him. Several moments passed, and after seeing how ridiculous they looked on the shower floor, the two of them burst into fits of laughter. The princess came down from her high first, and she pulled her wet mane to the side as her eyes met his. “Spike, I had no idea you could make a girl swoon.” Then, she touched her lips against his, not as drawn out as the last kiss, but it was affectionate all the same.
When their lips parted, her eyes shifted towards his soft cock. It wasn’t totally flaccid, but it wasn’t rock hard either. He could tell that she wanted to touch it, but her hand hesitated, resting above his waist. “Hmm... I thought you’d be enjoying this more, but you have more self control than I thought. You continue to impress me.” Then, she retracted her hand and slowly rose to her feet again, this time being extra careful not to fall.
Confused, Spike followed her lead and got back up. “You’re not upset? I thought you wanted to... You know...”
Luna raised an eyebrow at him and chuckled. “Your assessment was that I expected sex? Spike...” She beamed at him and took his hands in her own. “I have some self control too, Spike... Don’t get me wrong, though. If you told me right now that you wanted to have sex with me, I’d take you here and now without hesitation and allow you to plow me until I black out...” She took a deep breath. “... but I’m prepared to save myself for a special occasion. You’re still recovering from last night, after all.”
Spike frowned. He didn’t like the reminder of the time he spent with Celestia. If memories could have a sour taste...
Luna raised a hand to his face and caressed his cheek. “Spike, my love, when have sex, I want it to be real . Do you understand?”
Spike thought he did, but he nodded his head solemnly but managed to force a smile. It was hard to tell exactly what she wanted at this point. He liked the feel of her soft hand on his cheek. Luna smiled in return, grinning up at him as she placed both hands on the top of his head and ruffled his spikes. The dragon responded by slashing some of the falling water at her.
She cried out gleefully, covering her face with her hands as a shield. “Ah, Spike!”
The dragon saw and opportunity, and he took it. While Luna was vulnerable, he pinned her against the shower wall and mashed his lips into hers. She let out a startled ‘yelp’ but didn’t resist as one kiss turned into two, then three, then four. Their lips parted to make way for their tongues, and the kiss intensified. Spike’s hands found their way to her breasts and squeezed the mounds of flesh playfully with no opposition from their owner.
When the kissing finally ended, a thick strand of saliva bridged their lower lips together. Luna let out a light chuckle as her eyes darted up and down, taking in her current situation. “Spike, you are determined... Do my breasts really appeal to you that much?” He nodded his head, earning a wide smile from her. “I’m glad... You can feel them whenever you like. I won’t mind in the slightest.” She closed her eyes and puckered up her lips. It took Spike a moment to figure it out that she wanted a kiss, but when he did, he was happy to comply. It was a quick ‘smooch’, and Luna let out a long sigh as their mouths parted. “Turn around, Spike. I want to wash you.”
At first, he thought that he’d misheard her, thinking ‘watch me do what?’. Then, he saw her reach for the soap and scrubber, and he priced it together. “Come on...” Luna bit her lower lip as she coaxed him. “This will be fun.”
The next thing Spike knew, the princess was applying soap to his back and scrubbing him clean from head to toe. It felt weird at first, but he quickly found his comfort zone and allowed her to clean the entirety of his body.
***Up Next: Half-Light***
Author's Note
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Part 12: Half-Light
Princess Luna was the first out of the shower and to grab a towel. “Here, Spike.” She tossed another towards him as he stumbled through the curtains, only just catching it.
They joined at the vanity and stood in front of the foggy mirror as the silence between them grew. Wanting to say something to break the awkwardness, anything at all, Spike decided to speak up first. He realized that they hadn’t really made any plans beyond the shower, so he had questions. “So... What happens now?”
Luna raised an eyebrow at him as she dried her mane with the towel. “Now? I need to return to Canterlot. There are duties I must adhere to and tasks that require my personal attention to complete.” She must have seen the frown that formed on his face, because she turned to face him and took his hands. “Do not worry, my darling dragon... My heart will ache for you every moment I am away, but I’ll return as soon as I possibly can. Perhaps you can even surprise me in my office during Princess Twilight’s next visit.” She bit her lower lip and leaned into his neck, brushing her lips against his ear. “After all, I still want you to have your way with me...”
Spike’s member twitched slightly, and her words sent chills down his spine. “Y-Y-Yeah... Alright, Luna...”
As Luna pulled away, she planted a quick kiss on his cheek, making a big deal over it with over exaggerated sounds. “Mmmmuah! You’re too cute to forget about, Spike. In fact, I don’t know how I’ll possibly be able to get any work done tonight while my thoughts are occupied by you...” She set her towel down, and her horn began to glow. Spike watched with amazement as she used her magic to bring her clothes to her. “I’ll be going, but be thinking of ways to make me laugh. You’re good at that.”
Then, she fired him a sexy wink and turned towards the door. In just a couple strides, she had reached the handle. Spike wanted to stop her, mostly because she was still naked. Completely nude, her clothes bundled up and tucked under her arm, Luna opened the bathroom door and stepped out into the corridor. “Goodbye, Spike!” Then, the door closed.
Spike bolted after her and swung the door wide open, expecting to find her, but the princess had vanished. Confused and a little disappointed, he scratched his head and turned around to start looking for his own dirty clothes. He found his shirt, pants, and briefs in the corner and picked them up. “How does she do that?”
“How does ‘who’ do ‘what’?”
Spike didn’t scream often, but this time, he did and threw his clothes into the air, flinching as they fell around him. When he turned around to see who’d spoken, he came face to face with Twilight. She was standing in the hall and had a puzzled look on her face. Then, she began to snicker as she watched him recover from his brief moment of terror. “I’m sorry, Spike... I didn’t mean to scare you.”
He grumbled to himself as he collected his clothes again. “I wasn’t scared... You just startled me.” After straightening the towel around his waist and being extra careful not to let it slip in front of Twilight, he met her by the door with his clothes in his hands. “So... What’s up?”
While he stood in the doorway, he saw her eyes looking him over from top to bottom. “Not much, really... I came to find you actually, once I heard that you were finished with your shower.”
That made him feel a little uneasy. It wasn’t often that Twilight directly sought him out, and when she did, it was usually because she was upset with him or something else and he was just caught in the crossfire. There weren’t many escape options, seeing as she had him cornered in the bathroom. Spike decided to play it safe and tread carefully. He didn’t know what she wanted, so that part was easy to act out. “Well... Here I am.”
Twilight snickered and smiled sweetly as she looked him directly in the eyes. “Yes... Here you are...” She looked lost in thought for a few moments before quickly shaking her head, snapping back to the world around her. “Right, yes... I meant to ask you something, Spike.”
The dragon cocked his head to the side and listened intently. She was acting strange, more so than usual. He could tell that there was something on her mind, but she was having a difficult time expressing herself. “Ask away, Twilight. If you need anything from me, you know I’ll always be there for you.” He was telling the truth and didn’t mean too much by it, but there was a definite change in Twilight’s face.
Her eyes lit up, and her cheeks flushed red. “Yes... I know, Spike. Well, here it is... Everypony else will be out of the palace tonight. Starlight has some work to do at the school, and I usually eat dinner with her. I know that you usually hang out with Discord and Big Mac, but I was wondering if you’d like to stay tonight and have dinner with me.” Her words ran together like she’d just downed several cups of coffee, but he managed to understand most of it.
Spike didn’t have any alternative plans. Between saving the world and solving friendship problems, they had a lot of down time. How could he possibly say ‘no’? “Sure, Twilight. What time should I call the others over?”
A puzzled look came over her face. “Others?”
He nodded his head, wondering if he hadn’t been clear enough. “Yeah, Discord and Big Mac. You wanted them to have dinner with us, right?”
Twilight turned red again and quickly shook her head as a nervous chuckle escaped her lips. Spike wondered where the information being passed between them had been mistranslated. Had he said something wrong? She held her own hands tightly together, intertwining her fingers and fidgeting them. “No, Spike... I meant... I want this to be between us... only us...”
Spike felt a lump form in his throat. Her eyes never left his, silently pleading for him to say ‘yes’, so he did just that and nodded his head. “Oh... Okay, Twilight.” Surly she couldn’t have meant it the way he thought she did. It was just dinner, right? What could possibly happen? Besides, he had Luna to look forward to, and she promised to return as soon as she was able to.
Twilight’s face sparkled with glee as her lips curled into a huge grin. “Great! I’ll try to have everything ready by seven o’clock.” Then, she turned and began walking, almost jogging, down the hall, her hips swaying noticeably from side to side. “I’ll see you tonight, Spike. Oh, and dress nicely!” She turned into her office on the right and disappeared behind a closed door.
Spike shook his head and let out a long sigh, wondering silently if he’d been staring at her rear as she left. He hadn’t been trying to, but he felt bad about it anyway and trudged down the hall towards his own room. Once inside, he tossed his dirty clothes into the laundry hamper by his closet and fell onto his bed, still wrapped in the towel. A quick glance at the clock on a nearby nightstand told him that it was almost noon. It seemed like he’d spent half the morning in the shower with Luna.
He needed fresh air, so the dragon lost the towel, dropping it in the hamper with the rest of his clothes, and made his way into his closet to find some clean clothes to wear. He eventually came out with fresh briefs, casual shorts, and simple t-shirt. He didn’t have to dress up for several hours, after all. Spike slipped on his shoes by the door and made a dash for the palace entrance.
***Up Next: Candlelight***
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Twilight gasped and moaned as Spike thrusted his crotch into hers. They were still clothed, but the pressure of their sensitive areas grinding against each other was enough to cause great amounts of stimulation. He grabbed her hands and pinned her against the table top, simultaneously lifting her dress just enough to expose her red panties with every consecutive thrust. “Oh, Spike... Oh, Spike! Mmmph! Mmmm...”
He pressed his body against hers and leaned in for a kiss. Twilight welcomed it, opening her mouth in anticipation of meeting his, and his tongue darted into inside. The two of them exchanged saliva and tasted each other’s tongues for several minutes before the kiss broke. Twilight stared into his eyes as every breath cause her breasts to rise and fall. She was helpless against his size and strength, but Spike figured that was what she wanted, to be at his mercy.
Her cries echoed throughout the dinning hall as he dry, or not so dry, humped her forcefully into a plain of ecstasy. “Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh, Spike! Ah! I’m... Ah! Ah!” She grabbed onto the table cloth with both hands and held on tight. “Ah! You’re going to- Ah! Ah! ... to make me... Ah! Spike, I- Aaaaaaahhhhh!” Then, she felt limp on top of the table, her whole body shaking and twitching.
Spike held his hands over his mouth, worried he’d gone too far. “Twilight, I’m so sorry... Are you alright?” He looked down and realized that his crotch was still pressed against hers, and when he took a step back, he saw that her bodily fluids had completely soaked her panties and even transferred onto his pants.
The princess propped herself up onto her elbows and observed the scene for herself. Then, she slowly nodded her head. “Yes, Spike... I’m fine, better than fine... I... “ She touched her hand to her crotch, rubbing her fingers across the silky surface of her underwear, and when she retracted her hand, the glistened in the candlelight. “I can’t believe you just made me cum, Spike...” With the hand she’d used to touch herself, she reached for him and grabbed onto his tie, pulling him forward. “We’re not done yet...”
He didn’t have a moment to react before she sat upright and pushed him back. Spike stumbled and fell back into his chair, and Twilight was on him in seconds, falling to her knees and inching closer. Her hands found their way to his crotch and began fiddling with his belt buckle. “Gah... I’m sorry, Spike, but it’s a lot harder from my end.”
Spike couldn’t help chuckling at what she said, figuring she didn’t catch her own joke. “You have no idea...” He unhooked his belt instantly, earning a happy smile from her.
With that out of the way, she was able to unbutton his pants with ease and pull them down. His briefs got caught on her fingers as the slacks came down, and they were both pulled past his knees, to his ankles. As a result, his cock sprang to attention, ready to serve. The dragon saw something sparkling in her eyes as she took in the sight of his hardened shaft pulsing. She licked her lips hungrily and leaned forward as though it were drawing her in. “Spike...”
His own breathing rapidly increased as she closed in on his cock. She looked like she was sizing it up, trying to approach it from different angles. “Ye-Yes, Twilight?”
Her nose brushed against the tip, and she let out an excited ‘gasp’. Then, with her right hand, she grabbed shaft and wrapped her fingers around it tightly. “If it’s alright with you, I want to taste it...” She looked up at him, keeping the head of his cock resting against her face as her hand started, ever so slowly, to stroke him off.
Spike couldn’t perceive any alternatives now. As far as he was concerned, they’d already crossed major boundaries and done things that could not be undone. He nodded his head, and a pleased look broke out across her face. Without another word, she pursed her lips and pressed them against the tip of his cock, letting out a soft moan as she did so. Then, her lips separated, and she swallowed the tip of his cock whole.
He reared his head back and opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He knew it was coming that time, but that didn’t make the sensation any less surprising or exciting. It was his first blowjob ever, and it felt not dissimilar from the time he had sex with Celestia, penetrating her slit. Twilight mouth was hot and wet, and every time her mouth came up, a cool breeze chilled the moistened parts of his shaft before she came back down and it was enveloped in warmth once again.
“Oh, Twilight... Oooooohhh...” Spike wanted to watch, this time, so he forced his head back upright and looked down at her. From his perspective, Twilight’s head bobbed up and down enthusiastically. It was perfect... She was perfect... Everything was perfect, and he was losing his mind. The ability to think clearly and coherently was quickly slipping away. “Twilight, you... Oh, you’re wonderful...”
The princess lifted her head off of his cock, creating a strangely satisfying ‘popping’ noise, but the stimulation didn’t stop there. Her hand continued to stroke up and down his shaft, now lubricated with her saliva. “Hmmm... You’re not so bad yourself, but I think it’s time we changed the pace a little...”
Before Spike could comprehend what she said or ask her what she meant by it, she rose to her feet, but something was different this time. She came up, but her panties didn’t. Somehow, without Spike knowing, she’d undressed her sensitive area while sucking on his cock. Standing before him, she dropped both of the shoulder straps that held her dress up, first the right one, then the left, and at long last, her black dress fell to the floor.
All that remained on her body was a red bra, the same color as the panties. Unlike before, Spike wasn’t required to unhook it, because she did it herself, reaching behind her back and unfastening the straps. The bra came loose and fell forward, and her naked breasts came into view. She held her hands in front of her, allowing him to take her nude form in.
Beads of sweat began to form and dot Spike’s forehead. He could see Twilight’s lips moving. She was trying to tell him something, but he couldn’t hear anything but his heartbeat pulsing in his ears. The next thing he knew, she was straddling his cock, wrapping her arms tightly around his back. Her slit was slightly hairy and a bit unkempt, but he didn’t mind in the slightest as she rubbed it against the shaft of his cock.
She leaned in close and gently nibbles on his ear. “Just sit back and relax, Spike... I’ll take care of you... Just sit back... Just... Aaaah!” His cock slipped inside, stretching her inner walls as she took in more and more, eventually coming to a stop when he was fully embedded in her. “Spike...” Twilight let out a loud groan. “You’re big... I wasn’t expecting it to be so- Ah!”
It was as though she was paralyzed on his cock from overstimulation, unable to move in any direction. Spike took the initiative, and with his cock still imbedded in the princess, he picked her up, grasping onto her butt cheeks, and set her down on the table. “Ah, Spike! Watch the wine...” They were back where they began. Now, with unhindered access to her body, he began to push his hips in and out, spreading her legs a little wider.
With every thrust, table shook and Twilight screamed. Her eyes rolled back, and her tongue hanged out of her mouth as she panted heavily. “Spike, do it... Please... Claim me... Make me yours...”
He wanted to, very badly, and the moment was rapidly approaching. A knot formed and twisted in his crotch, and a wave of dizziness washed over him. “Twilight, I’m about to-“ He was never able to compete his thought, because he reached his peak. He gave one final push, burying himself inside her womb as he achieved the greatest orgasm he’d ever experienced.
Twilight’s whole body shook, and she bared her teeth as she took his full load. “Twilight... Twi... are you alright?” She nodded her head weakly. Her whole body went limp.
“Spike?” Her voice was quiet and distant. “Can... Can you carry me?”
Spike stepped back, and his limp penis fell from her slit, followed by a trickle of cum. He couldn’t tell who they belonged to. Perhaps it was a combination of both of their fluids. Then, he nodded his head and wrapped his arms around her, one behind her back and the other under her legs. “Yeah... Hold on tight...”
Twilight let out a satisfied chuckle as he lifted her into his arms. “Hmmm... My big, strong dragon...” She sounded sleepy. That figured. He was sleepy too.
He carried her away from the table and out of the dining hall, eventually bringing her all the way back to her bedroom and setting her down on her mattress. Spike didn’t know if he should try to dress her or not. He didn’t know how, so he just pulled the comforter over her, and as he turned to return to leave and return to the dining hall, she let out gentle moan. “A lifetime of emotional estrangement... leaving me only able to feel anything for the one guy I know I shouldn’t... I wonder if he’ll ever feel the same way about me... No... He’d never...”
Spike frowned. “What? Twilight, are you talking about me?” Instead of responding, she began to snore softly. She was fast asleep.
Her words looked over him as he turned and stepped out into the hall. He shook the thoughts from his head and dashed back towards the dining hall to gather their clothes. Dinner was over.
***Up Next: Tales From The Moon***
Part 15: Tales From The Moon
Spike felt weightless, formless. He drifted out in the open like nothing was holding him back. His eyes opened, and he was met with nothingness, empty space. The dragon felt cold, and the silence that surrounded him was painfully loud. He floated around like this for what seemed like a thousand years. Then, his feet made contact with something hard, and he was able to stand up.
He looked down and observed himself, dressed in his usual attire. Then, he saw what he was standing on. He was on solid ground, but it was sandy, coarse, and grey. It stretched for who knows how many miles, as far as he could see in any direction. The dragon quietly wondered to himself where he was, and more importantly, how he got there. The last thing he remembered was retrieving his and Twilight’s clothes from the dining hall before returning to his own bed and passing out.
Spike raised an arm, and it responded in the affirmative, but everything felt floaty. He then did the same with his other arm. Pushing down with both arms, he was able to lift off of the ground for a moment before gently falling back down onto his feet. He took a step forward, and when his foot hit the ground, the dust kicked up and the noise echoed in his ears. Everything sounded muffled and far away.
Spike turned to his left, then to his right. “Hello?” His own voice sounded strange to him, just like the sound of his foot steps. “Hey, is anyone there? I don’t know where I am.” Out of the corners of his eyes, he saw a flickering blue light. It was blinding at first, so he averted his gaze, but it dimmed and vanished as quickly as it had arrived.
When the dust settled, Luna stood before him. She wore a brilliant, blue gown and a sad smile. “Hello, Spike... I am here.” Then, she gestured above her head, pointing to the black space above them. Now, it wasn’t all empty as a beautiful and colorful world hanged over them. “As for where we are... I’d like to welcome you to my realm, the moon.”
Her voice sounded clear, powerful, and upset. She stepped forward, floating gracefully across the ground. Then, she outstretched her arms and brought them together, clapping her hands. A wave of light fired out in all directions, and as it washed over him, Spike felt like normal again. A short hop confirmed that the weightlessness was gone.
Spike grinned and ran to meet the princess, coming to a stop just short of her. “Luna, am I glad to see you... I don’t know how I got here. I mean, If this is your place, I didn’t mean to intrude or anything, I promise.”
Luna let out a light chuckle and raised a reassuring hand, placing it firmly on his shoulder. “You’re not intruding, Spike. I brought you here.” She retracted her hand and brushed her hair from her eyes. “I wanted to talk to you in private, and this seemed like the best place to do it.”
Spike’s eyes widened as he spun in a circle, taking in the foreign landscape around him. He’d never seen anything like it. At least, not this close. “You mean we’re really on the moon?”
The princess held her hands in front of her and shook her head slowly. “Not quite so, actually... None of this is real. You’re dreaming, Spike. Seeing as I was in Canterlot and you were not going to visit me any time soon, I thought this might be the best way for us to spend some time together.” She touched a finger to his upper arm and drew down to his wrist, her eyes pleading into his. “You do still want to spend time with me, don’t you?”
Spike frowned and rubbed the back of his head. His thoughts turned to Twilight and what they did together. He’d gone too far with her, and he didn’t even realize it, having been so caught up in the moment. He couldn’t lie to Luna. He had to tell her about Twilight. She’d been fine with him sleeping with Celestia, but that was over with. Part of him actually wanted to be with Twilight. “Luna...” He took her hands on his. “I do... I really do, but... I...“ He couldn’t get the last few words out. How could he?
There was a definite change in her after that last word. There was a tug as she tried to retract her hands, and her ears folded back. “You do not have to finish, Spike...” She turned her gaze and shut her eyes, blinking out the tears that had been building up inside of her. “I should have known Twilight Sparkle would get to you before me. You’ve known her far longer than me, after all...”
The dragon held even tighter onto her hands. He felt afraid that if he let her go, she’d disappear. “Luna, please... I didn’t mean to hurt you... I just...” He paused, realizing that coming up with an excuse would not help the situation for either of them. “I don’t know why it happened. I don’t even know why this is happening to me in the first place.”
Luna’s ears perked up, and her eyes opened, meeting his. “What do you mean, Spike?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “This... All of it. You, Celestia, Twilight... I don’t know how it all started. A few days ago, I was just... me , and now, I’m caught up in this big mess that’s threatening to ruin everything I care about. I guess what I’m saying is I just want to go back to when things were simpler, when everything made sense.” His shoulders felt as though a great weight had been lifted off of them. It felt good to speak his mind, even if doing so didn’t exactly solve his problem.
The princess looked thoughtful as she rubbed his hands between her fingers. “Spike, I’m so sorry... I feel responsible, and I can’t make things right.” A very serious look came over her. “You can , though.”
Spike shook his head. His chest felt heavy with grief. All he wanted right now was to crawl into a deep, dark hole and disappear from the world. The emotion he was feeling the most at the moment was an awful combination of sadness, anger, frustration, and self loathing. “What are you talking about? How could I possibly fix this?”
She smiled sadly and squeezed his hands. “Tell the truth, Spike. It’s clear to me that you have strong feelings for several mares, but you cannot have them all. How did you feel after you told me about your feelings for Twilight?”
He raised his eyebrows at her, unsure if he had understood her question. He thought back to a few moments before, and then he caught on. “I felt... relieved.”
The princess nodded her head and beamed at him. “Yes! Exactly, Spike... If you want a way out of this, you have to tell Twilight how you truly feel about her.” Then, her gaze fell. “I want you, Spike, for myself, but if Twilight really feels the same way about you, then I won’t stop you from choosing her over me.”
Spike wasn’t sure if that was supposed to make him feel better right off, but it was the best option he had. The last thing he wanted to do was choose one love of his life over another. Then, there was the third outlier. “What about Celestia?”
Luna’s ears fell flat, and her eyes narrow as she glanced off to the side. “My sister... I do not think she’ll care either way. She only used you for a night of passionate lovemaking.” That didn’t make him feel better either. Part of him was still afraid of disappointing her. He’d never responded to the note she left him, after all. She’d invited him back to see her, so maybe there was a connection there. “You’re a sweet, young dragon, Spike, and I truly am sorry that you have to make such a difficult decision that never should have been yours to make. No matter what happens, I hope you find the happiness you desire with the mare you deserve.”
Spike wanted to say something, despite not having anything at the forefront of his mind to say, but he faltered as he felt his feet lift off of the ground. He was beginning to rise, floating ever so slowly away from the surface of the moon. He held on to the princess’ hands desperately, not wanting to let her go. “Luna, wait...”
Her sad smile returned. “It’s time for you to go, Spike. Wake up, and do what must be done.” Then, her fingers slipped from his, and he continued to float away, higher and higher until Luna was nothing but a small, blue dot on a world of grey ash. His arms and legs flailed aimlessly, but it was hopeless as he floated into the black emptiness of space alone.
***Up Next: The Confession***
When Spike finally came to, he was in his own bed, warm and comfortable. He reached out with his right arm and felt the sheets beside him. He had a newfound appreciation for gravity. Then, he heard the sound of gentle snoring. He turned to his left and came face to face with Twilight Sparkle.
She was nestled comfortably under the sheets and as naked as she was when he left her in her own bed the night before, which begged the question: Why was she here? Spike tried to move his left arm, but the princess was sleeping on top of it. Not wanting to upset her by using force to free himself from her grasp, he threw his right arm over his chest and softly tapped on her shoulder. “Pssst... Twilight...”
She let out a sleepy moan and rolled towards him, wrapping her left arm across his body. “Mmmmm... No, honey... I don’t want syrup...” Then, she smiled and squirmed a little, rubbing her nose against his neck. “Spike, you monster... You know I’m ticklish there...” He tapped her shoulder again, and she shook it off.
Realizing that he was getting nowhere with her, he tried again to free his left arm from underneath her. It had gone numb. Pushing down into the mattress, he was able to alleviate much of her weight from his crushed limb and slide it out, but he was still ensnared by her body. Her legs were entertained with his, and her arm was still draped over his chest. Carefully, as though he were replacing a golden idle with a weighted sack in a trapped temple, he lifted her arm and slide out from under it before setting it back down. Spike took this opportunity to get up and leave the bed, but as he looked back at Twilight, he saw her hand reaching through the sheets, likely searching for him.
In nothing but his boxer shorts and a t-shirt, he backed out of his room, opening the door and closing it slowly behind him. On his way to the bathroom down the hall, Luna’s words of advice were still fresh on his mind. Deep down, he knew she was right. He could have her or Twilight, but not both. Luna already knew the truth, so that only left telling Twilight how he really felt. Anything could happen, and so many things could go wrong.
He entered the bathroom and turned the shower handle, releasing hot water from the fixture above while dropping his clothes to the floor. What better place to contemplate difficult decisions than the shower? Then, he stepped inside and closed the curtain behind him.
***
Several minutes later, Spike had a good idea of what to do. The only problem now was figuring out exactly how to execute said idea. He decided to talk to Twilight and tell her everything about him and Luna. With a clear head, he marched down the corridor towards his room, wrapped in a towel and holding his clothes under his arm.
Upon entering his room, he saw that Twilight was still there, propped up in his bed and rubbing her eyes sleepily. When she saw him coming through the door, her eyes lit up, and she grinned at him. “Spike, good morning...” Then, she gestured to herself and pulled up the sheets to cover her naked breasts. “Um... I’ll bet you’re wondering why I’m here...”
Spike cracked a smile as he dropped his dirty clothes in the hamper. “That question did cross my mind, yeah. I thought I put you to bed in your room.”
Twilight blushed sheepishly and nodded her head. “You did... After you left, though, I got lonely and came to your room. You were already out cold, but I didn’t want to sleep without you, so I climbed into bed with you.” She sounded like a timid school filly who was explaining her wrongdoings to her parents. “I hoped you wouldn’t mind...”
Spike’s gaze fell to the floor. She was making his confession much harder than it needed to be. He took in a deep breath and let it out slowly before approaching the side of the bed and sitting down. He had to say something before the moment was lost or fear overcame him. “Twilight, I have something I need to tell you.”
The smile on her face vanished in an instant. She stared into his eyes and blinked once. Then once more. “Alright, Spike...” She sat upright against the headboard, staying careful to keep herself covered.
Then, Spike began to tell her everything.
He began with the night he first received a letter from Princess Celestia, how she pleaded for him to pretend to be her date in order to impress her parents. Then, he told her about the Festival of Laughter, meeting the sun princess by a bar before coming back to the palace to have sex with her, ultimately losing his virginity. The whole time he spoke, Twilight just stared at him, her expression stoic and unwavering. At last, he came to the topic of Luna, and told her how she came on to him. His story ended when Twilight herself invited him to dinner. Both of them knew how that ended.
The dragon let out a long sigh and hid his face in his hands. “That’s it... That’s everything that’s happened these past few days... The last thing I ever wanted was to hurt anypony I care about, Twilight. It all happened so fast, and... I’m sorry...”
He felt a cold hand on his back. Her fingers curled over his shoulder as she scooted closer. “Spike, I know you’d never do anything to hurt me... You having the courage to tell me this proves that.” Twilight directed his gaze towards her with her hand under his chin. “You can’t beat yourself up over what happened between us last night. I forced myself on you without even considering the facts that you might have feelings for somepony else. I’m just glad you came to me so soon rather than letting this build up and spiral out of control like any other guy. If you really want Luna more than me, I’ll step down. I won’t get in the way of your happiness, I promise...”
Spike’s heart fluttered in his chest as he stared into her eyes. There was a great sadness in them, but her voice sounded sincere. “Luna said the same thing about you... The problem is, I don’t really know if I do.”
Twilight looked puzzled, her eyes squinted and ears folded back. “What?”
Spike leaned into her hands as she cupped his face. They were warm and comforting, and that’s what he needed. “I don’t really know if I do want Luna more than you. You... You’ve been apart of my life for so much longer. I mean, Luna is great. She’s more than I could ever hope for in a girlfriend, but she’s not you.” Twilight looked as though she were holding her breath. “You’ve always cared for me. Heck, you even raised me! I guess what I’m trying to say is that if you’re really giving me a chance to choose who I want to be with, then I choose you.”
He meant it too, every word. If there was one mare on the planet he felt like he couldn’t live without, it was Twilight. His own words echoed throughout his mind. “I choose you. I choose you. I choose you.” At first, he wasn’t sure if he’d actually said it out loud, but the look on Twilight’s face confirmed that he did. Her eyes sparkled, and a huge grin formed on her face.
“Spike...” She sounded like the wind had been knocked out of her. The princess stroked his cheeks again and again like she was trying to make sure he was real. “Spike, baby...” Then, she mashed her lips against his, inhaling sharply though her nose as their mouths collided. Their lips gave way for the tongues almost immediately, and she fell onto her back, pulling the dragon down on top of her.
The kiss broke, and Spike stared at her as they both breathed deeply. Twilight managed a light chuckle as she realized what kind of position she was in. Her eyes darted down and back up several times. It was then that he realized during their fall, his towel had slipped, and his erect cock was poised to strike.
Underneath him, Twilight shifted to correct herself so that she was flat on her back. Then, she flashed him a loving smile and spread her legs open ever so slightly. Spike got the idea immediately, and his heart thundered against his chest. “We’ve got a few hours before Shining and Cadence get here...”
He nodded his head as he probbed the tip of his shaft against her slit, extracting an excited moan from her. She was already dripping sexual secretions onto the sheets under her and licking her lips in anticipation. “That’s all the time I need, Twi.”
***Up Next: Happy Never After***
Finale: Happy Never After
Author's Note
Thank you to every reader who liked this story and posted positive, encouraging, and speculative comments. An explicit, sexual epilogue may follow eventually, but this story is finally complete. To all of you new readers and fans of my works, I extend my personal invitation to explore the rest of my library and find something new to read and enjoy. Take care, y’all.
Finale: Happy Never After
As it turned out, a few hours wasn’t all the time they needed. Spike was still thrusting his cock in and out of Twilight’s slit when the doorbell rang, echoing throughout the palace corridors. Both of them froze in place, mid sex, and listened. Then, the doorbell rang a second time.
In a panicked state, Twilight pushed Spike off of her and rolled off of the bed, falling to the floor and landing with a loud ‘thud’ before bolting to her feet. “Ah! They’re here!” She had no clothes, so she tore a sheet from Spike’s bed and wrapped it around herself like a toga and ran for the door. “I need to get cleaned, Spike! Get dressed and stall them!” She then paused and took a deep breath, collecting herself if only briefly. “We’ll finish this later, baby.” The princes flashed him a grin before disappearing into the hall.
Spike scratched his head as he climbed to his feet. He shuffled towards the closet to find a fresh set of clothes. Despite having a few hours of intense love-making, he couldn’t take another shower. Besides, Twilight had told him to answer the door. He threw on clean underwear, pants, and a purple shirt before slipping into his shoes.
At the door, he looked back at his bed and observed the state of the rest of his room. Plainly spoken, it was a mess, having had two princess in it, and he was going to have to spend a considerable amount of time straightening up later. The doorbell rang a third time, and Spike hurriedly made his way down the hall, jogging almost, until he reached the front room. He dusted himself off quickly and ran his fingers through the spikes on his head. Then, he opened the door.
Princess Cadence came into view first, greeting the dragon with a friendly smile. “Good afternoon, Spike.” To her right was Shining Armor, and behind them both stood Princess Celestia and Princess Luna. Spike froze in place, his hand still gripping the door knob. “May we come in?”
Slowly, he nodded his head and opened the door a little wider, stepping to the side to welcome the ‘guests’. The sun and moon princesses said nothing to Spike as they passed him, but the smiles on their faces left him feeling uneasy. Celestia walked past him, but Luna stopped, waiting for the others to pass out of earshot.
When she was sure they were alone, she turned to face him, and her grin faded. Holding her hands in front of her, she quickly cleared her throat. “I, uh... I trust you made your decision this morning?”
Spike knew what she meant. His gaze fell as he nodded his head. “Yes...”
She smiled somberly and placed a gentle hand under his chin, lifting him up so their eyes met. “I’m proud of you, Spike. You’re a wonderful guy, and she’s lucky to have you.”
He looked perplexed at her. That wasn’t quite the reaction he had been expecting. Then again, he didn’t know what to expect. “You aren’t mad? I was afraid you might not take it so well if I said I wanted to be with Twilight.”
Luna shrugged her shoulders and leaned against the closed door behind her, folding her arms across her chest. “Why would you assume that? I might be jealous, but I’m not petty. If you’d chosen me, I’d be overjoyed, but there’s no point in being angry. It wouldn’t change anything.” Spike must have still had a dumbfounded look on his face, because Luna laughed aloud and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “Don’t you remember anything from our talk, Spike? I want you to be happy. Twilight will make you happy, so don’t worry about me. Besides...” With exaggeration, she flipped her hair to the side. “I’m a beautiful princess. I’ll get by.”
Spike couldn’t argue with that, and he managed a grin as he nodded his head. “Alright, Luna... Let’s find the others.”
The ‘beautiful’ princess agreed, and the two of them traveled deeper into the palace. They quickly arrived at the center-most part of the palace, the map room. Princess Cadence stood by Twilight’s throne, observing the large table as they walked inside. Upon seeing them, her eyes lit up, and a huge grin formed along her lips. “Spike!” She flashed her blindingly white teeth. “Come, I’ve got something I’d like talk about with you.” Then, her gaze shifted to Luna. “Aunty Luna, might we be alone for a little while? Tia and Shining are in the kitchen.”
Luna’s eyes darted back and forth between her and Spike, and a frown came over her. “Certainly, Cadence.” She offered a short nod to them both. “I’ll take my leave...” Then, without saying another word, she retreated from the room, vanishing behind another door that lead to the kitchen.
Now, Spike was alone with Princess Cadence, and red flags were already shooting up in his mind. If the recent past was any kind of indication to what the future might bring, then every nerve in his body was telling him that he was in a bad position. The princess must have been able to tell that he was tense, because she smirked and rolled her eyes before beckoning him towards the table. “It’s not like that at all, Spike. I know all about your little romantic expeditions with the other princesses.”
Spike felt as though a hammer had hit him squarely in the chest, and his eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. “H-H-How could you know that?!” Cadence let out a hearty laugh, placing her hands on her abdomen as her head reared back. Spike was completely lost. “I don’t get what’s so funny...”
It took her a few moments, but Cadence eventually got herself under control, and she leaned forward, placing her hands on the table. “I’m sorry, Spike... I didn’t mean to offend you, but you look cute when you’re confused.”
Spike glared at her and folded his arms. “You didn’t answer my question.”
The princess smirked and twirled a lock of her hair with one of her fingers. “Oh, Spike... Is it really so hard to believe that the princess of love had something to do with your sexual success these past few days?” Spike felt a sense of shock and awe snap throughout his body. “I was curious as to which one you’d choose myself, but I’m not at all surprised that you wanted Twilight in the end. You two are perfect for each other.”
He clenched his fists. He couldn’t believe it. There was no way Cadence would ever do something so diabolical. “You did this? You’re responsible for everything I’ve had to go through? How could you?!”
Cadence shrugged her shoulders casually, clearly not bothered by his raised tone. “It wasn’t easy, Luna and Twilight were already interested in you, so when I heard about Tia’s plot to pass you off as her boyfriend, I couldn’t resist the opportunity to give you a chance at a real relationship, and the rest played out in its own. Love, Spike, is a lot like gravity. All it needs is a little push .” She let out a long sigh. “I meant well, Spike, and I hope you can forgive me. You helped save the Crystal Empire once before, after all, so consider this my personal thanks.”
The dragon’s head was spinning in circles. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could utter a single word in retaliation, the doors behind him opened, and Twilight entered the room. Her hair was still damp from her shower, and she wore a gorgeous dress. She looked back and forth between them but didn’t say anything.
Cadence, on the other hand, stared at Spike, likely wondering if he’d try to tell Twilight everything he’d just learned. He decided against it, thought. It would only stir up more trouble than they needed. He had Twilight, and he was happy with her. When she saw that he wasn’t going to expose her actions, Cadence offered him a subtle nod and smile before turning to face Twilight. “Princess Twilight, it’s good to see you again.”
The princess of friendship took her place by Spike and grabbed onto his hand as she greeted her old foalsitter. “Hello, Cadence. What were you and Spike talking about?”
Cadence waved a dismissive hand. “Oh, all good things, dear. Spike was just telling me about your new relationship with each other, and I just wanted to offer my congratulations. I’m happy for the both of you.” Twilight’s cheeks turned red, and her grip on his hand tightened. “You’re a very lucky mare.” She fired Spike a look. “More than you could ever know...”
The purple princess laughed aloud and grinned. “Yes, I’m sure... He’s really something...” Spike hoped that was a compliment, but Twilight confirmed it by planting a big, wet kiss on his cheek.
Celestia, Luna, and Shining emerged from the corridor, and the royal meeting began. Twilight gave the dragon another quick kiss before ushering him out of the room. That was just as well. The meeting didn’t apply to him, and he felt spending any more time with the other princesses would create an awkward atmosphere. He retreated to his bedroom, knowing Twilight would come back to him eventually so they could finish what they started that morning.
She was his now, and subsequently, he belonged to her. He felt like he was in love. Whether what Cadence did was right or not was irrelevant, and now, he was glad she did it. He had a real girlfriend he cared about more than anything else. Spike was done playing pretend.
***The End***
Part 6: Touching Tenderly
Celestia had already been gone for five minutes, and the clock continued to tick. With every moment that passed, Spike longed for the princess just a little more. He especially wanted to pick up where they had left off, the kissing. His heart began to race in his chest just by the act of thinking about it, and his lips tingled as he recalled the feeling of Celestia’s mouth pressed against his.
Staring off into space, wondering what might happen during his next encounter with his ‘girlfriend’, Spike failed to sense the presence of a pony sneaking up on him from behind. An unidentifiable finger tapped his shoulder from across the bar, and the dragon jumped in his seat.
It was Luna, and she wore a silly expression as she grinned at him from behind the counter. “You’re in a particularly good mood, aren’t you?”
As the initial sense of fear began to subside, Spike’s eyes narrowed in her direction. That was the second time she had snuck up on him in less than twenty-four hours, and he didn’t need that kind of stress. Life was difficult enough without having to worry about a crazy princess lurking in the shadows. “I wish you’d stop doing that...”
The princess of the night smirked and rolled her eyes as she rested her elbows on the counter top. “Where’s the fun in that, Spike? Anyway, I can here to congratulate you.”
She’d peaked Spike’s interest, but he was still skeptical. He found it difficult to trust a mare that could seemingly appear anywhere and everywhere she wanted at a whim, especially when she seemed to only use those powers with the sole purpose of causing him annoyance. “Congratulate me? Why?”
Again, Luna chuckled and rolled her eyes, like she was amused by the youn dragon’s cluelessness. “For winning the affections of my sister, of course. Not everyone possess the charm to cause her to swoon like you. Oh, you should have heard the way she spoke of you last night...”
Spike’s ears began to feel hot, and they twitched with excitement. “Re-Really? What does she say?”
As though no pony was watching her, Luna casually climbed over the bar and plopped herself onto the stool beside his. “Ah... That kind of information is something I won’t give up so easily. I respect my sister’s privacy, after all. If you want to know more, you’ll have to ask Celestia yourself.”
The princess’ eyes darted towards the crowd briefly before returning to meet Spike’s. There seemed to be a shift in her attitude. What used to be a cheeky grin a mischievous fire in her eyes turned somber. “She comes now. Do whatever makes you happy, but I urge you to take caution, Spike.”
Luna stood up from the bar and turned her back to him, leaving the dragon with even more questions. “Caution? What are you talking about?”
As she began to walk away, the princess paused and looked over her shoulder, meeting his gaze. “My sister cares about you, Spike, but you aren’t the first, and you most certainly won’t be the last.”
Spike frowned at her, and resentment for Luna began to swell in his chest, like she was intentionally trying to drive a wedge between him and Celestia. “What are you saying?”
Luna turned her head, looking forward and away from Spike once again. “I’m saying... enjoy yourself, but be careful.”
Then she vanished. In the blink of an eye, Luna had dissipated into thin air, leaving him alone at the bar, but he wasn’t alone for long. Spike caught a glimpse of white through the crowd, and his heart rate fired through the roof.
Princess Celestia peered at him through the sea of ponies and rushed to meet him. “Spike!”
He wore he largest grin he could manage as the monarch swooped him off of his seat and into her arms. It was only by being in such close proximity to her that he noticed just how... revealing her new attire really was. Celestia wore a party dress, much like the one she wore during the dinner with her parents. It was white and possessed a silky softness only royalty could achieve and hugged every curve of her body.
Then, she tilted forward ever so slightly as she looked down on him, and her deep cleavage came into view. Her chest was almost totally bare, and enough of her breasts was exsposed to make Spike drool, but the cold, sobering water in his possession allowed him a modicum of self control. He kept his eyes, for all it was worth, fixed on hers, trying desperately not to glance at the princess’ genorously sized mounds of flesh.
She must not have noticed the internal struggle tearing him apart, because she just smiled at him as kindly as ever before, maybe even more. “Spike, I’ve been looking forward to this all day... Now, it’s your turn to treat me to a nice date, one that doesn’t involve the company of my parents...” There was a slight pause as she took a deep breath. “... or my sister.”
Spike could hardly come up with the words he needed to say. Anything would be better than the silence he maintained, but all he could muster was a dumbstruck ‘nod’. At the same time, however, Princess Luna’s words echoed somewhere in the back of his mind. Her warning was cryptic, but she seemed genuinely concerned about him.
The rest of his thoughts quickly drowned out any doubts, and he took Celestia’s hand before standing up from the bar. “You have a deal, princess. Where do you want to start?”
His eyes scanned the scene around them. Ponies were still shuffling around as the festive picked up, laughing, talking, eating and drinking, and more. There was a lot to do in the immediate vicinity and even more tents and games past the town hall, but when his gaze fell back on Celestia, he saw a shift in her expression.
Her eyes, half closed, burned into his. It was hard for him to describe, but to use one of Applejack’s curious expressions, Celestia was looking at him like a hungry hound at a butcher’s window. She made a new noise he hadn’t heard before, almost as though she was purring, and closed the gap between them.
Everything around them became a blur, and Spike’s chest pounded as he felt her hot breath hit his cheek. “I think...” A finger from her free hand pressed against the middle of his chest. “... that you know exactly where I want to start, my dear Spike...” Her finger began to wander, gliding across his shirt, descending along the way.
Spike’s breathing became shortened as her palm opened and her hand cupped the bulge in his crotch, which was growing at an alarming rate.
A devilish grin crossed her lips as she gave it a gentle squeeze. “I saw you looking, you know. Why do you think I dressed this way?” Her hand had singled out the shaft of his member and was now rubbing him in plain view of the dozens of ponies that hadn’t offered them an ounce of attention. “I’m flattered that you like to look, but I wanted you to do a lot more than just simply stare at them...”
Spike couldn’t believe the words coming out of her mouth, and what was worse, the actions coming from her hand. None of it was real, it couldn’t be. He would blink once or twice, and it would all be over, nothing more than reminants of a weird dream. That had to be it! Luna had probably played a prank on him by influencing his dream.
Celestia was getting more and more frisky and had nibbled on his ear. Then, a sharp sting brough him back to reality, and Spike came to the frightening truth that he was not asleep and was not dreaming. “Come on, Spike...” Her moan soaked right into his ear, causing his shaft to twitch in his pants. Let’s find someplace where we can be alone.” She finally let go of his groin and raised her arm to brush her silky hair out of her face, all without losing her smile.
Then, still holding onto his hand, she lured him away from the bar, through the sea of ponies enjoying the festival, and up the dirt road towards the palace.
***Up Next: Getting Started***
