Rarity's nethers throb at the thought of Spike's scales slapping against her buttocks;claws dug deep into her with her tail coifed high to let his velvety steel manhood thrust deeper. His musky scent thick in the air and power ripples in his muscles as a moan of pleasure seeps through him. Cum over flowing her vagina as he kisses the nape of her neck.

Shame Rarity has never been able to make this fantasy nonfiction. And a tragedy she has not had a stallion for years now. Stinging loneliness falls on her as she maintains her fashion brand the best she can.

Unable to not notice him at every passing, longing for him ever since he blossomed into sexual maturity with his strong wings. She finds herself fawning over his goofy personality and resplendent smile during her work. Knowing in her heart he would be an unmatachable companion and she would try her best to be as well. Years pass and she tries to suffocate her desire.

Jealousy envelopes her when Spike notices her younger, sister, Sweetie Belle. Noticing the signs of early courtship, she is determined to finally take a stand and try to make her fantasy come true. The two new adults (They are 20 years old-ish,) begin to see more of each other, providence not favoring her as Sweetie Bell announces her consideration to move out.

Will Rarity succeed? Or continue to be consumed by the haunting and maddening loneliness?
Or will Sweetie Belle win the dragon of her heated dreams?