“Why do I have to go?” Spike whined as he walked down the dark streets with his girlfriend.

“You promised me that we will have this dinner with Rarity.” Rachel reminded him as she walked next to him, a bottle of her Iron WIll Special in hand.

“I know, I know,” he groaned. Spike didn’t feel comfortable around Rarity. He had just gotten to the point where he doesn’t want to rip the unicorn’s face off and simply ignore her. Now he has to go to dinner with her at her place.

Man, Rachel does have him wrapped around her little pinky.

“Oh, now don’t give me that look.” Rachel turned to him. “It’s just dinner, it’s not like we’re going to meet up with the devil.”

To me, she is. Spike thought but kept that to himself.

“And besides, if you play nice for me, you get something extra special tonight.”

That perked his ears with interest. “Ooh! What-hey wait a moment.” Spike just realized something. “You ran out of your contraceptive potion yesterday.” He pointed out. “I thought we both agreed it’s too dangerous for us to have sex when you are out of the potion?”

“Just because you can’t be inside of me doesn’t mean we can’t have any other means.” She giggled mischievously.

Spike’s scales paled, knowingly what she meant by that. “Um, last time you did oral, we ended up going to the hospital.”

Now, a little explanation. It was Nightmare Night, Spike and Rachel were having their sexy moment, he was dressed as a werewolf and she was a vampire. An idea came to them to have a little role play with their costumes.

Rachel has given the dragon blow jobs before, but that night, Spike had mentioned that his girlfriend looked incredibly hot with the plastic fangs. So she blew him with them on that turned him on more - also in their defence they drank over a ton of AJ’s adult cider and they were at a state where any idea was a good idea.

While mouth-fucking him - though she could only get his head and has to get creative when dealing with that monster of a cock -, the fangs starting to ache, right along the gum and jaw-line. Rachel thought she could push through, but the fangs kept pushing against her and against her till the point…

Where her jaw locks up and clamped down on his head.

A dragon can take a lot of things, can take a beating, biting, fire, lava… but when someone's jaw get locked up on their cocks, all bets are off.

Panic was ensured by both parties. They tried to gently massage Rachel’s jaw, tried to use butter to lube his cock to slide it out of her mouth. Each time they moved, her jaw clamped harder on his head. It was started to crush his sensitive tip and he was in a lot of pain. Both of them were.

Hesitantly, both of them had to go to the hospital and had the doctors help them out. So embarrassed after that, they swore to never bring that up again.

It was a couple of months since they had that and hadn’t attempt it since.

Rachel giggled. “Dude, I’m kidding, my jaw is still not fully healed from what happened.”

Spike placed a hand on his chest and breathed in a breath of relief. “Not cool. I don’t think I could handle that again.”

Rachel patted his arm and smiled. “Still, if things go well, I have something planned for you. I promise it's safe.”

The look she gave him was the same look she gave him on the Cruise.

A batch of rubies had his name on it back in the castle of friendship.

The dragon chuckled nervously before they came up to Rarity’s backdoor.

Rarity had then pulled the door opened before they could knock, greeting them. “Good evening, darlings!” She chirped.

The couple noticed that Rarity’s eyes had a greenish hue.

“Um, are you okay?” Rachel asked her. “Your eyes are…”

“Beautiful? Why thank you darling,” Rarity giggled. Though the way she looked at Rachel, her tone was a mixture of pleasantries and malice.

Spike snorted black smoke as a warning. “Green, your eyes are green.” he said rather bluntly. When Rarity read from that book all those years ago, her eyes turned green and her magic was green also, turning all of ponyville into gems and gold. That was one hell of a day.

Rarity blinked before chuckling softly. “Oh right, I had been bombarded by many commissions for the past few days. Zecora gave me a potion to help stay calm and not get anxiety from the stress.” She pulled out a bottle in her hand, it was something Zecora would’ve given to a pony. “One of the side effects is the eye color.”

Rachel raised a brow. “So...it has CBD oils in it? That stuff can mellow some out.”

Rarity shook her head. “It’s not, I’m not sure love. Anywho, come on in, we’re letting the AC run out.” She pushed the couple in.

Automatically, Spike was sceptical, the sheer scepticism was clearly shown on his face as he came in.

If anything happens that doesn’t into Spike’s liking, he would throw Rachel over his shoulder and take off.

As the two entered, there was this wretched stench in the air.

“Phew, what is that smell?” Spike asked, covering his muzzle, Rachel covered her nose with her t-shirt.

Rarity sniffed and face turned as green as her eyes. “Oh right...that was originally the dinner I planned. Sweetie helped me out...well, you know how she is with cooking.”

Sweetie gotten better with her cooking, throw your sister under the bus? Fucking cunt, Spike thought as he tried not to puke.

Rachel moved further into the boutique before Spike unfurled his wings fully, used his flapped as hard as he could, blowing the disgusting smell out of the boutique.

After getting rid of the smell, the three sat down at the table and enjoyed Rarity’s salad. Which was surprising tasty to the dragon.

Throughout the dinner, as Spike was still skeptic towards Rarity, he actually was enjoying dinner. They talked over various things - fashion, art, what peaked Rachel’s interest was the mention of Kol.

“Ooh, tell me about this, Kol?”

Even through her mindset on the sexy, muscular dragon that was making her wet, Rarity sighed in heavenly in thought of the dark zebra.

“Oh, Kol is a very handsome stallion I met a few days ago. We spent hours after the show talking.” Rarity blushed in recalling him. “He was large, the most prettiest eyes I ever seen on a pony. Treated me like a lady the entire time.”

Spike got up to use the bathroom as the girls talked. He knows once Rarity gets started talking about some guy it’s gonna linger on for some time and he wasn’t ready to sit and listen to one of her lovers again.

Rachel sighed, shaking her head before looking at Rarity. “Girl talk, did you tap him?”

Rarity blushed. “Um, what?”

Rachel realized what she said and she blushed red and laugh.”Geez, I’m sounding like one of the twins. I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine,” Rarity giggled, her face still red. “No, sadly, I didn’t. I have his number though.”

Rachel nodded. “That’s good. You two are talking.”

“Actually...he hasn’t responded yet. I’ve been wanting to hear his deep, baritone voice since I left.”

“Call him up. No rule says that a girl calls a guy before he does.”

“Call me old-fashioned, love.”

Rachel reached over the table and grabbed the unicorn’s hands and held them. “You took the first step of doing the show and met what sounds like a good guy. That’s the hard part. The rest is easy.”

“You believe that?”

Rachel nodded, patting her hands. “I do.”

Rarity looks up where Spike had left and sighed. “He hasn’t forgiven me since the cruise.”

“I know.” Rachel sat up, removing her hands from Rarity’s. “You did fuck up royally. Sending those guys after me. You’re just lucky he didn’t rip your head off your shoulders.”

Rarity nodded. “I feel horrible about it. I didn’t know Bouncer would-”

The human waved it off. “Spike handle it.”

Rarity shuddered. Remembering the damaged she saw Spike did. “What bothers me the most that the three disappeared after the cruise.”

Rachel blinked. “What?”

The unicorn looked to Rachel. “Wait...you didn’t know?” Rarity straightened up. “Bouncer, Bob and Sticks disappeared the day after the cruise. I remember hearing of this while I was...in a bad place. Everyone has heard of them disappearing from their holding cell in the mainland.”

Rachel looked over her shoulders to look up to where Spike left. “Uh huh… well it wasn’t Spike.” she looked back to Rarity. “I was with him that day. We spent the night in Canterlot before I left for Filly.”

“Still, it’s strange that they disappeared.”

“It's strange how I am just hearing about this…” Rachel stood up and took her phone out. “I’ll be back.” she heads outside to make a call.

Upstairs, Spike was washing his hands. There was this look on his face after overhearing the girls talk about those bastards. A faint smile came onto his face as a dark thought came to mind.

Spike was in fact an apex predator, he loved the thrill of the hunt when he hunts for his meal. Only one time he ever hunted for sport like the rest of his kind has done for centuries…

Involving those three bastards.

They fucked with his girl, he wasn’t just gonna let them live for what they have done. A dragon will do anything to protect their mate, Rachel was his. He was just doing what was natural.

If Rarity does anything - and a small portion of the drake wishes she does - she’ll be joining those fuckers soon enough.

“YOU FUCKING BITCHES COULD’VE TOLD ME!!” Spike jumped when hearing Rachel’s voice snapping outside.

He looked out to see Rachel yelling to her phone, to what he figured was the twins. An amused giggled came to his face then.

“Man, she has no modesty when it comes to those two.” Spike giggled, seeing those outbursts was cute before turning serious.

Rachel just found out about those guys being missing. Spike didn’t want anyone to know about what happened…

Or anyone else.

He hoped that she doesn’t ask questions. He didn’t think he could look her in the eye and explained that he killed Bouncer and his brothers and scattered their pieces across Everfree and beyond to ensure they were never found.

If anyone finds out he killed ponies, that would ruin everything.

To be fears, chased off...being looked and called a monster.

That scared him the most. Rachel looking at him as a monster. Sure she has seen him kill others at the Dragon Migration - both of them had during the battle. An elder Dragon tried to kill them and they, plus Ember and others by her side, fought back (obviously they didn’t tell Twilight or the others)

Still, it was the one thing Spike feared most of all. As much as she loves him, Spike feared one day she would be afraid of him.

Rachel finally hung up, squeezing the bridge of her nose. “Gemcity, that girl is on my last nerves.” she chuckled humorlessly before turned to look up at the bathroom window. She smiled when she saw Spike watching.

She blew him a kiss and Spike caught it and put it on his chest.

Both chuckled to themselves before coming back inside. Spike walked down the steps, Rarity has poured the Iron Will drink into a couple of goblets.

“Well, I say this night was a success, don’t you think?” She looked at the couple.

Rachel nodded, walking over and gave Spike a kiss, which he admired, before grabbing the goblet from Rarity. “It was a good night,”

Spike took the goblet as well and sighed. “As much as I don’t want to admit it, it was a good dinner, thanks Rares.” he did have a good time here. Felt like the old days, almost.

Rarity’s heart skipped a couple of beats when he said that.

The three raised their goblets. “To..new beginnings,” Rarity said.

“New beginnings,” Spike and Rachel said in unison before clinking their goblets and taking a recommended sip.

It took all of Spike’s strength to finally open his eyes. His own body refusing to move, he had to force them open. “Ooh sweet celestia that doesn’t feel good.” Spike felt he could barely move his body.

Feeling so worn out all of the sudden.

He weakly raised an arm to rub his eyelids. “What the actual fuck happened last…” His eyes snapped open when he got the fresh scent of hay and wood and something else filling up his nostrils.

Spike was staring up at the ceiling of a barn. There was a noticeable hole in the roof where he had crashed down, the early morning ray of sunlight beamed down onto him..

Spike tried to remember what had happened last night. He could barely remember getting up in the morning yesterday.

Not a good sign.

That other smell was stale, old even. At least a few hours at best. His heart started racing when he slowly recognize the smell.

Hearing the soft moan stirring next to him, Spike forced his body to sit up, clothes he saw were in ribbons or in ash, not even wearable anymore were scattered across the barn, along with deep scratches and dents made by his claws were all over the barn.

The dragon slowly looked beside him to see his mate…

Rachel’s tanned skin was pale, along her arms were signs of bruising where it was grip too tightly…

On her right shoulder and all over her legs were bite marks…

And they were open and bleeding still.

That’s when Spike, and Apple Bloom that had just entered the barn, starts screaming.

Author's Note

I apologize for haven't updated in a while lol

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