Spike reaches into his pocket, digging for his keys. Once he gets them out, he swats away a few bugs around the porch light. He pushes over the door, spotting adopted mother, Velvet. He gives her a happy wave. She waves back, smiling. She sets down the book she'd been flipping through, talking up at the tall Drake. “Hiya son. Glad to see you back.”
“Hey mum. Sorry I'm late getting back. Got held up.” He tosses his himself onto the families comfortable couch, sighing.
She walks over to him, slumping onto the couch next to him. “Tough day?”
“Eah. Could've been worse. Least I got to come over and see you.” He leans over and gives her a one armed hug.
She chuckles, hugging him back and setting her head on his chest. “Hmm… You feel kinda warm. You doing alright?”
He nods, his cheeks getting a touch red. “Y-Yeah. Just been running between places a lot, haven't had much time to myself.”
She nods, smiling. “I completely understand. You can spend the night here if you want, and head out in the morning.”
He gives her a slightly tighter hug, smiling wider. “Thanks Mum. I'll try to stay out of your mane.”
“Oh, don't be ridiculous, spend all the time you want with me! I'm always happy to hear what my strapping young man is up to.~”
Spike's cheeks light up again, a little more red now. “H-Hey, where's Night?”
With a heavy sigh in her voice, she explains. “He had to leave on business again! I wish he'd stay home longer than a week before having to leave again.”
Spike runs his claws down her back, giving a light pat. “It'll be alright. I'm sure everything will be sorted out between the two of you.”
She nuzzles his chest, sighing and giving him a soft smile. “Thanks son. That means a lot.”
They both sit there for a moment, shifting around a bit. They give each other an unsure look before shrugging and hoping off the couch. Velvet walks back to her book, marking the page and putting it back into the shelf she'd pulled it from before.
Spike, meanwhile, wanders back to his old room, examining it to see if much had moved. He was happy to find that nearly nothing was out of place, just his pillows being moved away from the headboard and sat in the middle. He bends down to look through the small stack of comics from his childhood.
Velvet, once she'd finished up what she had been doing before Spike had arrived, goes to check on Spike. She was feeling a little hungry, and wanted to ask is he had eaten. She leans her head in the door to ask, but ass she sees is Spike, bent over in jeans. All she could mutter was “My my sweetheart, didn't know you had an ass like that.~”
Spike springs up, his cheeks nearly burning with blush. “M-MUM!”
“What? Not my fault your butt is nice.”
Spike just covers his face with the comic, trying to not show his embarrassment. “D-Did you need anything?”
She opens her mouth, giving a small gasp. “Oh, right! Did you eat anything before coming here?”
He pulls the comic down, feeling his cheeks start to cool down. “Y-Yeah, I had dinner with Twilight and Luna.”
“Ah, good. I ate a bit before you showed up. Do you have the time, by the way?”
Spike pulls the sleeve on his jacket up, looking at his watch. “It's… 10:37. Dang, I got here a lot later than expected.”
Velvet nods. “Hmm … I might hit the hay a little early tonight. Stay up as long as you want, just be sure to get SOME sleep.”
“I will, mum. Sleep well.”
“You too, sweetheart.”
Velvet walks off to her room, kicking the door to close it. Though, it doesn't quite click close. She sighs and goes over to her bed. She flops down, onto her stomach. She mumbles into the pillow. “Why is he always gone when I'm horny…?” She groans and floats over a box, carefully pulling out a few items to use on herself. She carefully floats over her favorite item, a silicon friend named Elliot, modelled after a dragon. It's firm hold was great, and deep ridges added another world of pleasure. She smiles widens, excited for her personal self pleasure time.
15 minutes earlier
Spike waves as Velvet closes the door to his room, and he sighs in relief. He opens the comic, causing several photos to fall out and onto his bed. He picks them up, smirking and beginning to undo his pants. Each photo, bar one, was of Velvet in some kind of lewd pose or situation. He goes right to his favorite, one of her in a see through gown, with small egg vibrators within both of her holes. His pants were on the floor in a moment, and his cock was already halfway erect. He flips to another, one of her deep throating a dildo. This one finishes his erection, making it spring fully to life. His claw begins to wrap around his member, and gently slides up and down, moaning softly. He grips the bottom of his cock, giving his forming knot a light squeeze. “O-Ohhh, mum…”
5 minutes later
Velvet squirms around while moaning loudly, her old dragon friend sliding in and out of her vagina at a quickening pass. Her magic keeps a steady grip on it, not daring to stop or slow for any reason.
One name keeps softly escaping her lips, over and over again. “S-Spike… O-Ohhh, ff-f-fuck me S-Spike…”
10 minutes after.
Spike sighs, unable to finish himself off. It'd simply been too long since he'd came. Plus, working with such limited material, he definitely needed something new. He relents, pulling his pants back up and tucking his stiffened cock down to hide it.
He gets up from his comfortable bed, tossing the comic he used to hide the photos on to it. He goes over to his door, gently opening it and tiptoeing to the kitchen. He fills a small cup with ice and water, and begins sipping on the beverage.
Meanwhile
Velvet was inching ever closer to orgasm, her faithful Elliot hitting all the right places. She could barely hold in her screams of bliss, biting down on her hoof to silence herself. Though, his name kept coming out. “Spike, oh yes. S-Spike! D-Deeper!”
Her noise echos out the cracked door to her room, and enters Spike's ears. He turns his head down to the room, finishing his cup of water and placing it on the counter. He walks lightly to her door, listening closely.
“J-Just a little more, sweetie. O-Oh f-fuck Spike, th-thats d-deep!”
Spike's cheeks, and cock, swell up. He does his best to gaze nto the room, the small crack giving him little room to work with. He sees the base of the dildo, wrapped in magic and plunging back and forth. He could hear her muffled moans, unable to make much out. The tightness in his pants was getting distracting, so he careful whips out his cock. It taps against the wall, just barely. He readies to run back to his room, just in case.
Velvet doesn't take any notice, lost in her own fantasy of Spike pounding her without mercy. His claws exploring her body in depth, and his tail being used as a whip against her rear.
One of Spike's claws slides up and down his cock, precum covering his claw as he watches the lewd sight. His other claw begins to fondle and caresses his heavy sac. He lets out the tiniest of whimpers. “M-Mum…”
Velvet slows her magical thrusts, turning her ears to the door. She heard something, she knows it. Rather than wait and see, she using her magic to fling open the door, spotting her son beating off to the sight of her masterbating.
“M-MUM, I CAN EXPLAIN!” He barely gets out through his own moaning.
She eyeballs his cock, impressed by his large size and tasty shape. She bats her eyelashes at him, careful removing the toy from herself -making her whimper and moan- and wrapping it in a nearby towel, to keep her juices from getting everywhere. “Well? I'm waiting, young man.”
He shutters and mumbles a lot, trying to not say it flatly.
She answers for him. “You couldn't get off, so you came to watch me, right?”
He stops making noise, and simply nods.
She looks back to his cock, slightly pulsing and bobbing up and down. She bites her lip and motions him over. “Let me help you out. Mother knows best.~”
Spike's jaw nearly drops but he shuffles over to her, stripping off his pants and boxers. Velvet presses her hoof against his member, examining it and making sure she could fit him. With a shrug and lick of her lips, she gets to helping her son with his painfully erect problem. She works the tip into her mouth, tasting his precum as she does so. It was rather tasty, actually enjoying the taste quite a bit.
Spike gently pets her head, moaning louder as her head starts sliding back and forth. The large ridges on the bottom of his penis against her soft, experienced tongue was absolute nirvana to him. His gives her head a slight push, and she smacks his claw away and pulls off.
“Now son, if you try that again, I promise I'll spank you.”
“Is that a promise?~”
She gives his rear a small pat, grinning. “A guarantee.~”
“U-Understood, Mum..”
“Now, I'd say your good and slick.” She says before climbing up and onto the bed. She lifts her tail, smirking. “Now, fill up your Mommy.~”
He nods, grinning wildly with excitement. He mounts himself onto her, setting one of his claws on her shoulder and the other wraps around his member. He presses the tip against her slit, giving her a bit of teasing to make her even wetter.
“S-Stop being such a tease! I need you.” She practically yells back at him.
Spike follows her order, pushing into her rather quickly. His claw previously on his member glides up to her rump, feeling it up. Her jaw drops, and she gives a loud, lust filled shout. Her front hooves slam onto the bed, and she pushes herself back onto Spike. He gives a loud moan himself and begins to thrust in and out, finding their rhythm. Every 4 or 5 seconds, he presses his knot against her slick hole, grunting a little.
Velvet presses her muzzle into the mattress, screaming in pleasure. Her back legs kick slightly and twitch, signalling her nearing orgasm. Spike grunts harder as his pace quickens. “M-Mum--”
Before he could finish his thoughts, she cries out in ecstasy. Her inner walls clamp down onto him and lock him mid thrust. He groans, squeezing her rear and shivering in pleasure. A deep, growl like moan, exits his mouth. Velvet presses back against him even more, moaning loud and openly.
“S-Spiiike! P-Please, cu-cum on my ass, n-now!” She barks back another order to him. He nods, pounding in and out at a speedy rate, nearing himself to orgasm. She gleefully takes the intense sex, feeling the most pleasure she's had in months.
Spike feels the deep tingling in himself. He give two deep, powerful thrusts before pulling out and growling out another howl of pleasure. His thick, near steaming load splatters all over her rump and legs. His knees buckle and her braces himself on the wall behind him. It took nearly 40 seconds for his orgasm in stop, but neither of them were complaining.
Spike’s back slides down the wall until he sits down, panting heavily. “M-Mum…?”
“Y-Yes sweetie?”
“T-Thank you. That f-felt fantastic.”
“Same here, son. B-But I'm p-pretty sure I'm about to pass out…”
“S-Same…” He groans softly, tossing himself up, onto the bed. He nuzzles into her, holding her happily. “We should do this more often.~”
“A-Agreed…”
