Dream Stalker

Spike pulled the gem away from his forehead, his eyes following the glittering gem as his claws closed delicately around it. Twilight was waking up, he recognized the sounds that were characteristic of the mare when her dreams had gone sour. His teeth clenched, realizing that if he really did just see into Twilight's dream that doing something like that was a huge invasion of privacy. Worse that reading her private journal, Spike was seeing directly into an image that the brain was creating. Spike could see into the deepest parts of a pony's mind.

"Spike? Are you asleep?" there was a familiar quiver in Twilight's voice, and Spike could visualize the tears that were welling up in her eyes.

He hesitated before answering her, pushing the blankets off of himself. "Yeah, I'm awake," his voice was soft. The floor made a soft creak as he stood up out of his bed, the gem clenched tightly in his hand. He didn't say anything else as he headed to the door, squinting his eyes to see in the dark. Giving Twilight some privacy while the two of them both processed what they had just seen would be for the best.

As Spike stepped out onto the stairs that lead up to the bedroom he let the door close quietly behind him. The thoughts in his head were jumbled, almost too many for him to be able to process any of them. His legs carried him down the stairs and to the library, where he began pacing in a big circle around the room, figuring that moving might help him calm down just a little.

Had he really visited Twilight's dream? It seemed possible, Spike knew that Luna was able to travel into people's dreams, so being able to do the same thing without having magic yourself didn't seem like too far of a stretch. That raised even more questions in Spike's mind as he continued around the library. If this was an enchanted gem, what was it doing just out buried where he had gone hunting for gems dozens of times before, and why did he find it there this time? Why didn't anybody else find it. A heavy sigh slipped from his lips, and he stopped pacing to sit down and lean against a wall.

Spike tilted his head down to look at the had that was holding the gem. He got into Twilight's dream after he put the gem on his forehead, so maybe that was how the gem worked. He closed his eyes and pressed the gem against his forehead again, trying to clear his mind. Maybe Luna could help him figure out what the gem is enchanted by to make him be able to see in dreams. He opened his eyes, almost expecting Luna to be there, but his eyes opened to the same dark library that he sees every day.

A huff of frustration left his lips as he tilted his head back to press against the wall, not sure why he couldn't get to Luna. Maybe Spike had fallen asleep too and just had a bad dream at the same time as Twilight. He should have just gone over to Rarity when she called and said she had found more gems. He wasn't sure why he even went through the trouble of keeping a gem hidden from her in the first place. He was sure that Rarity would have loved to use this gem, he knew how much she loved the color.

The sound of hushed murmurs filled Spike's ears as he sat there. Thinking that Twilight must have come downstairs, Spike's eyes had shot open and he quickly got to his feet, only to get a few side eyes from a couple of well dressed ponies in return. A confused look was on his face as he took in his surroundings, his eyes scanning over everything in sight. It looked familiar, like this was something that he had seen before.

The crowd fell silent as the lights in the room dimmed, and the ground almost seemed to open up in front of them, a catwalk rising up from the floor and in the center of the crowd. This looked just like one of the fashion shows that Rarity had walked in, and his expression was a mix between apprehension and excitement. Was he in Rarity's dream? Spike looked around, but he couldn't spot Rarity. A few more minutes of silence passed until the sound of hooves walking on a hard surface reached his ears.

His ears twitched, his head reflexively tilting towards the sound, his gaze following soon after, and the sight that was awaiting him made his stomach erupt into butterflies. It was Rarity, but not in a way that Spike had ever seen her.

A red ball gag was fastened around the mare's head, thick strings of drool dripping down from her lips and getting caught in her coat or dripping down onto the floor. Her face was flushed a bright pink, at first glance Spike wasn't sure if it was from embarrassment or arousal. Her hooves slowly moved forward, carrying her along the catwalk. Her eyes scanned the crowd, her brows furrowing as he saw the stallions in the crowd beginning to lean back and stroke their cocks as she walked by. Only, they were silent. The only sounds in the room were Rarity's hooves on the catwalk, sounding like thunder in the weighted silence.

As Rarity drew closer to Spike, he felt like felt was getting dizzy. She looked as beautiful as ever, even with drool spilling from her mouth as she struggled to swallow it and stop it from making a bigger mess on her face. The sight was mesmerizing. While Spike was able to resist the urge to touch himself, he felt his cock beginning to stir in its sheathe, threatening to poke out at any moment.

Rarity walked past Spike, her eyes meeting his and nearly tripping in shock. She clearly hadn't been expecting to see the dragon in this dream, yet there he was sitting in the front row, and Spike hadn't expected Rarity to be able to see him.

Spike closed his eyes, and when he opened them again he had pulled the gem away from his forehead, the image of Rarity on the runway seared into his mind. If this gem really was allowing him to see into the dreams of the people he thought of, he would be able to see the deepest parts of their minds, and things that Spike wouldn't ever have the chance to be told otherwise. Tearing his gaze away from the gem in his hand, he saw that the sun was starting to rise. Maybe he wasn't able to reach Luna since she hadn't been dreaming like Twilight and Rarity.

With a slow sigh Spike would get up and head back up the stairs, figuring that he should hurry up and get to sleep. His eyelids felt heavy as he slipped into the bedroom quietly, eyeing Twilight's sleeping form on her bed. The dragon curled up on his bed, carefully tucking the gem out of sight. With the sun rising, ponies would be waking up, and there wouldn't be any chance for Spike to get to see any of them. As he drifted off to sleep, his head was swimming with the possibilities of what he could do with this gem. He just had to make sure he kept it well hidden.