Author's Note

Sorry if I haven't been active here. I've been having a bit of writers block when it comes to my stories. I will get to them someday. Anyway, props to Wildcard25 and F14m3rz for pre-reading and editing duties.

Rarity Comes For a Visit

Rarity’s Personal Journal

Fashion Entry, 09-30-20XX

I invited Mr. Dracul… Spike over so he could help with some menswear I'm designing for a client from Manhattan. Spike has been a dear to me over the years and has always been happy to help. Whether it was to help me design something, help me with the shopping, or pick out the latest in jewelry, Spike has always been there for me, which is more than I can say for most men in my life.

I can remember the day that he and his adoptive sister Twilight came to my boutique so she could oversee the decorations for the annual Summer Sun Celebration. Spike was only eleven at the time, but I could tell he was going to be a hit with the ladies one day. I could also tell that he was quite taken with me. I swear, it was sometimes amusing how much he had trouble speaking to me… but it was also adorable how devoted he was whenever he wanted to help out once school let out. It's been that way for years; I couldn't imagine how life would be like without my special little helper.

I never had the heart to tell Spike that his crush on me would be for naught as I didn't want to break his heart. I didn't want to wreck his confidence that he would need whenever the right girl would come along for him.

I have to admit, though, that I've been guilty of taking advantage of Spike's crush on me. There have been times where he had been busy with something, like homework or a school project that I took his attention away from so he can help me with my projects or my needs. As the years went by, I began to dress a bit more… provocatively to grab Spike's attention. He was practically speechless one time I wore a tight skirt and a blouse with two of my top buttons unbuttoned. I relished the attention the boy gave me, and I had him in the palm of my hand. I even flirted with him. Flirted! Sweet talked him and everything. It felt so… evil the way I treated him.

But as Spike grew into a strapping young man, my feelings for him evolved. I was right when I said that he would grow into someone that ladies would go after. He was fit, lean, and his face was handsome. He even had a smile that could win anyone over. I even suggested that he could very well become a cover model. I admit that I became captivated by Spike, and to have him at my beck and call ignited something inside of me. The thought of feeling so dirty would feel so good. Orgasmic, even.

Anyway, Spike came over to model a suit I designed and the first thing I instructed him to do was to take off his shirt. As I mentioned earlier, he was lean and fit and I couldn't help but admire his physique. I could tell he had found the time to work out over and I was liking the results. Twilight had said that the reason why Spike had worked out over the years was because the boy didn't want to be bullied anymore and wanted to look a bit more intimidating. He had even gotten in the habit of doing his green hair into a faux hawk style, making look like a bad boy. He wasn't the same boy I first met many years ago, but I still consider him… considerate and sweet.

Spike caught me staring and I could tell he was blushing. I just smiled and instructed him to remove his pants while also assuring him that he had nothing to fear from me. I took my time taking his measurements and admired Spike's body up close. It took every ounce of willpower to say professional. The boldest thing I did was leaning my breasts on his back. Spike tensed up at this and I couldn't help but giggle. I told him to relax and I continued with the measurements. All the while, my underwear was getting wet and I could feel my nipples getting erect through my brassier. Oh, how I wanted Spike to take me and ram his manhood into my wet pussy. It wasn't until I was finished taking Spike measurements that I managed to calm down and fetched the suit I was designing in my studio. Before I did, however, I pulled up my skirt and saw that indeed, my underwear was damp. I blushed in embarrassment and cursed myself for almost letting my feelings get to me.

When Spike left, I ran to my bedroom and locked the door. I chide myself for thinking such indecencies about someone whom I considered a friend. Yes, Spike looked very dashing and handsome, but he was my friend’s little brother and very young, almost out of high school. But I couldn't help thinking of him as a man that could clearly make a grown woman like me desire him. I felt my pussy getting wet again. I ran to my bed and pulled up my skirt, unbuttoned my blouse and pulled my panties down to my knees as I laid down, noticing a stray of my wetness. I fondled my breasts, noting how big they were as I discarded my brassier and seeing my nipples erect. I imagined myself enticing poor Spike with them, teasing him about catching him staring at them. I took one of my nipples into my mouth, sucking and masticating at it vigorously as I imagined Spike doing this to me. After a few minutes, I went for my other nipple and did the same, imagining Spike sucking out milk from it, my fantasy getting dirtier and nastier. I kept one hand on my breast as I continued to suck it while my other hand went for my wet pussy. Finally, I inserted two fingers inside and drove them inside and out, occasionally using my thumb and middle finger to play at my clitoris. I called out to Spike to do more, begging him to fill me with his spunk.

I began to cry as my imagination began to get the better of me. I was so close to climax when I turned over, my face now on my pillow and my derriere sticking up invitingly. I played with myself further. I made movements with my body, like Spike was ramming his manhood in me, slapping my buttock and telling me of how bad a bad girl I was. I couldn't help but agree and I begged him to punish me further for my transgressions against him. I apologized for taking advantage of him as I climaxed on the spot. My fantasy wasn't over until Spike towered over me and shoved his erect manhood inside my mouth and came, making me swallow every drop of his semen. I breathed heavily and I couldn't help but smile at Spike's adorable face until it faded from my sight. I sobbed at the injustice of it all because it was all in my head.

After shaking my head, I got up from my bed, discarded my wet panties in a nearby bin and straightened myself up, ironing my skirt and buttoning my blouse. I went to my bedroom window to admire the sunset as I had no other pressing engagements at the moment. I could relax and watch the world go by without any worries.

What caught me by surprise was that Spike was still outside, a few feet from my boutique. What was even more of a surprise was that he was talking to a girl his age. She was a bit taller than Spike, had a bit of an attractive figure, had dark grey hair with matching grey eyes, wore a grey flight jacket, dark grey pants, boots and oddly, wore yellow gloves. Everything about this girl screamed biker and I don't know why Spike would associate with such a person. He didn't seem to mind her company as the girl seemed to have a bubbly personality, laughing jovially at everything Spike had to say. What made me worry, however, was that both teens hugged for what seemed to a while and giving each other a peck on the cheek. They waved goodbye to each other as I hid myself from sight.

My heart beat faster at what I witnessed. Who could this girl be and why does he have my Spike's attention? How close were they? Were they in a relationship? Are they so close that they’ve done it?

Whatever the case, one fact remains undeniable: Spike is mine and no one else can have him!

Friday afternoon at the Sugarcube Corner Cafe was a busy time for the small bakery. At this time, high school students were barely getting out of class, businessmen had finished their day at work, and other people of all walks of life gathered so they could eat the latest in pastry goodness as well as have a drink, be it fountain soda or coffee. It didn't take long for the place to be filled to the brim, prompting would-be customers to stand in line and wait to be seated. Oldies music filled the cafe as people chattered about their day, generally happy for the coming weekend. The workers at Sugar Cube Corner had a tough time keeping up with orders.

In a corner booth sat two women, both in their early thirties. One had worn her royal purple hair in a fashionable curl, blue eyes, wore a white blouse that covered her curvy top and a black skirt that hugged her tightly around her hips and legs. The other woman had her hair flowing down to her shoulders, covering one of her blue eyes and wore a green long dress held by the straps that fit her rather loosely (though it did show a bit of cleavage). The purple haired woman was busy looking over brochures that depicted local events while the other woman chatted away, only to notice that her companion was seemingly not paying attention to her, which made her frown slightly.

"Rarity, I get the suspicion that that you're ignoring me," said the pink blonde woman in a soft, but stern voice. She immediately changed her to an apologetic one and hurriedly said, "But if what is on the brochures are important, then I don't want to interrupt. Ignore away."

"Oh, sorry, Fluttershy," Rarity apologized, embarrassment on her face. "Just looking at what Ponyville has to offer this coming month. For such a small town, there's always something happening."

With a bit of curiosity, Fluttershy picked up a couple of brochures. She eyed them carefully, but the one that caught her eye was the one about the women in superhero tights.

"I can understand you going to the jewel expose, but a comic book convention?" wondered Fluttershy.

"You mean the Power Maidens Convention," Rarity clarified for her friend. "Spike absolutely loves those comics and I'm sure he'd love to go there."

"Oh, so that's what this is all about," Fluttershy smiled sweetly. "I'm sure Spike will love wherever you want to take him. But isn't his birthday a few months away? And what about his schoolwork? I'm sure Twilight would have something to say about that."

"I'm sure Miss Sparkle can let her little brother have a bit of fun," assured Rarity with a devilishly smile. "Besides, from what I hear, Spike is a grade A student, so it wouldn't hurt to put aside his homework for one day."

"Spike does seem to enjoy your company. I'm sure whatever you have planned will be a treasure for him."

"Like you wouldn't believe."

"Sorry for the delay, ladies!" exclaimed a new voice.

Rarity and Fluttershy turned up and saw pink-haired waitress with a huge grin, placing two lattes, a cinnamon roll for Rarity, and a sweet bread cream pastry for Fluttershy on the table. The waitress in question was curvy and her waitress outfit accentuated the fact, filling it out nicely. Her pink hair was poofy, her eyes light blue and her face expressed a very happy attitude, one that could never be brought down.

"Thank you, Pinkie Pie," Rarity said, admiring her order.

"Hooey, this place is packed," Pinkie said jovially. "I'm already covering a few orders because some of the other workers can't keep up. Not that I'm complaining, though. That just means I get to meet more people."

"I'm glad the crowd isn't getting to you, Pinkie," Fluttershy said as she looked around the cafe worriedly. "I simply wouldn't know how to work in a place like this on a Friday."

"Just takes a bit of energy and a huge smile," Pinkie smiled wider. She then looked down at the brochures and asked. "So which one of you is planning a trip?"

"I'm planning to reward Spike for all his years of devoted service to me," answered Rarity.

"But it's not his birthday," Pinkie pointed out.

"So I've heard," Rarity said flatly. "Can't I just reward my little Spikey-wikey for just being sweetheart?"

"Oh, then by all means, reward away!" Pinkie said as she gave a thumbs up. She then began pondering until she said, "Though I don't know if he will have time, what with school and his new gal pal, Gabrielle."

"So that's what her name is," thought Rarity with an inquisitive expression. "So what do you know about this new girl in Spike's life?"

"Oh, just that she moved here about a month ago," Pinkie answered. "But she and Spike have been pen pals for a year. You should see those two. Talking like they're old friends, sharing a soft drink together and telling the most amazing stories! I'm also amazed at how happy Gabby is around Spike! Plus she's about as energetic as me!"

"Well, I for one am glad that Spike has found a girlfriend," Fluttershy smiled, not knowing that her comment made Rarity twitch.

"Too bad they're not around here today," Pinkie noted, her smile faltering a bit. "They said yesterday that they were working on a school project and wouldn’t leave Canterlot High until late at night."

This made Rarity frown in concern. Clearly Spike and this Gabrielle were close and have a bond with each other. Coupled with what she saw of them yesterday, Rarity's imagination began to run wild. She imagined Spike and Gabrielle messing around in some empty classroom, a locker room or an office if they were feeling adventurous. Rarity trembled as she imagined Spike ramming his manhood into Gabrielle's tight pussy, the young girl giggling in pleasure. The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't stand this Gabrielle being with HER Spike.

"I'm sure Gabrielle is a sweet girl, but Spike deserves a WOMAN," Rarity thought, her mind made up on the matter.

"Um, Rarity," Fluttershy called out her friend worriedly.

Rarity shook her head, her imagination no longer taking hold of her thoughts. She forced a smile and said, "Well… I'm sure Spike is being a perfect gentleman. Any girl should be lucky to have Spike as an attentive friend. Still, I'm sure Spike wouldn't mind a visit from her OTHER lady friend later on. He can't be at the school forever."

"But what about Twilight?" wondered Fluttershy.

"Yeah, I'm sure she'd want Spike to get his homework done when he gets home," Pinkie pointed out.

"I'm sure he'll be done when I'm through here," smiled Rarity, taking a bite from her roll. "But for now, I'll enjoy the company of friends."

The sun had set on Ponyville by the time Rarity made it to the Sparkle home. The neighborhood had become quiet and the only thing that could be heard was a light breeze and crickets. As she stood at the front door with her brochures in hand, Rarity's mind raced, thinking of what to do once she confronted Spike. She was thinking of what type of reason she could give to Twilight as to why she was even there. As she did, Rarity adjusted her clothes so she could look presentable. Rarity started to sweat and tremble, nervous about what could happen once inside. After a minute, she stood resolute and rang the doorbell.

Rarity didn't have to wait long as the door opened, revealing a woman about her age. The woman was currently wearing a violet coat with a white blouse underneath with violet trousers, which, while a bit loose, did nothing to hide her figure. Her hair was a deeper shade of blue with violet streaks. On the woman's face was a pair of glasses. Rarity could tell that this woman had a curious air to her as she looked on her.

"Rarity?" the woman asked Rarity. "I wasn't expecting you tonight."

"Oh, just thought I would pop by, Twilight," Rarity responded with a smile. "I hardly get to see my favorite teacher/librarian anymore."

"Well, I wouldn't say hardly, Rarity," Twilight corrected. "We just saw each other at the fair when you hosted that fashion show a week ago."

"I still say we don't see each other often, darling," Rarity reiterated.

"I suppose it would be rude not to invite you in," Twilight smiled as she got out of the way.

"If I'm not interrupting anything," Rarity said as she showed herself in.

Rarity took in her surroundings of the Sparkle home. From wall to wall she could see books, all organized meticulously like at the local library. There was even a wooden card catalogue case on a table. Rarity could only smile amusingly at this, as ever since she's known Twilight, the woman was always into books and it didn't surprise her in the least that her friend would have her precious tomes organized like the local library. Rarity laughed internally, thinking that Twilight would prefer reading from an actual book rather than using a pad like most people do. It's something that she found quirky in her friend, but also adorable.

Rarity sighed as she sat down on the couch. She was inside, but there were two more thresholds to overcome.

"I'm just starting on dinner," Twilight said as she walked past Rarity and into the kitchen. "Well, mostly just heating it up. I usually rely on Spike for the cooking, but he had other things to do this afternoon. There should be enough lasagna for the three of us, though."

"I'm sure it will be fabulous," Rarity assured Twilight. "Though a drink would be nice. It's been an exhausting day and I need something cool for the throat."

"Two waters, coming up!" Twilight said cheerfully as she immediately came out of the kitchen with two glasses of water with ice, which she placed on the table with coasters.

Taking her glass and giving the water a little sip, Rarity relaxed on the couch, thinking that things were going swimmingly. Still, as cool as the water was, the heat that was building inside her body was becoming unbearable. She needed to see Spike.

"So, what brings you around here?" inquired Twilight.

"Well, that depends if Spike is around or not," Rarity answered, taking a longer sip of her drink.

"Well, he came in about an hour ago, but he's busy with homework." Twilight answered with a sigh. "I swear, he needs to organize his time better even if he has a school project. His grades are important, and no little brother of mine is going flunk on me."

"I swear you behave like a mother sometimes, darling," Rarity pointed out with a smirk.

"Yeah, Spike says as much," muttered Twilight. She shook her head and asked, "So what did you want to see Spike about?"

"I was thinking of rewarding Spike-Wikey by treating him by way of a trip," Rarity said as she placed the brochures on the table. "I'm sure my special little helper can find a place in his busy schedule."

As Twilight picked up the brochures, Rarity wondered if her friend would indeed let Spike have some time with her. Though Spike was at that age where he could make responsible decisions, Rarity knew how strict Twilight could be about Spike's scholarly responsibilities. Still, Rarity figured that Spike needed a break. Plus, some time away from that Gabrielle meant more time for her. Rarity was relieved when she saw Twilight smile as she looked up at her.

"You're generous to a fault, Rarity," Twilight said as she handed back the brochures to Rarity. "Has he really been that much of dear to you?"

"Like you wouldn't believe," Rarity affirmed. "Does that mean you can trust me with him?"

"Always," Twilight nodded.

Rarity couldn't help but smile widely as she hugged a bewildered Twilight. After a second, the woman kissed her on each cheek, causing Twilight to blush in surprise.

"I'll go tell Spike the good news!" Rarity giggled as she went towards the hallway.

"Just… don't take long," Twilight said, getting herself together. "Dinner will be ready in a few minutes and I'm ready to set the table up."

Rarity was already at Spike's door as Twilight began setting the table. This was it, she told herself. Despite wanting to get this over with, Rarity hesitated. She told herself that she didn't want to interrupt him, but shook her head at the notion. Spike would make time for her, and she would make sure he wouldn't forget. Rarity was still at a loss at what to say once she was inside Spike's room. Steeling herself, Rarity gave the door two knocks. She didn't have long to wait.

"It's open," answered a male voice.

Rarity opened the door and once she inside the room, she closed it, leaning her back to it. All she could think as she saw the young man sitting at his desk with a pencil and notebook was how precious he looked. Fit, lean, his hair done in that faux hawk style. Even his white shirt hugged his body like a skin. Yet his face had that innocent look that began to drive Rarity wild. She almost fell to her knees when Spike greeted her with a smile. Rarity began to experience a full body blush as she sweated. She almost wanted to cry when her underwear began getting moist.

Rarity couldn't take it anymore. She needed Spike.

"Miss Rarity," Spike greeted as he got up. "I heard you talking to Twilight. She'll be glad that my homework is almost done."

All Rarity could do was stare, her eyes slit as drool escaped her lips. She tugged at her collar as anything she was going to say died on her tongue. Tears began to form in her eyes as she placed a finger on her lips, making a shushing sound. She began to unbutton her blouse slowly, never taking her eyes off Spike as his mouth hung open in shock. Rarity didn't hesitate when she discarded her blouse. She then unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Clad in only her royal blue brassiere and matching underwear, Rarity blushed even more deeply. The shock on Spike's face made her turn away in shame, her tears running more freely. She could feel her nipples becoming erect through her bra and her panties becoming more moist. She instinctively bread her legs open, making sure Spike could see more of her wet, covered womanhood. Rarity's began to breathe more heavily as once again faced Spike who was still in shock, though his mouth was now closed.

"What must he think of me," Rarity thought, her beating a lot faster.

Spike shook his head as he got up from his desk and asked in a whisper, "Rarity...what are you-

Rarity cut Spike off and asked as she took off her bra, "Do you like my body, Spike?"

"Rarity..." Spike trailed off, amazed at the size of Rarity's breasts.

"You must think I'm crazy. Your sister is out there setting up dinner for us and I'm here… enticing you with this old body of mine while you should be finishing your homework. I've been nothing but a terrible person to you. You treat me like a queen while I treat you like a servant instead of a friend. I just… please, Spike. Won't you say something? Say anything. Tell me how much of a loathsome woman I am. I can take it."

Rarity continued to look at Spike and saw that his face had softened, shock replaced with sympathy. When the young man approached her, Rarity stuck her back deeper to the door. She then felt Spike's hands cup her face as she looked up to his. Rarity could see that Spike was still unsure about what was happening here, like if this was actually happening. She herself couldn't believe what was happening… or what was about to happen. Rarity wrapped her arms around Spike's torso, feeling the heat emanating from his body. She used her hands to remove Spike's hands from her face and gingerly kissed them. Rarity gave the fingers a little lick before she place her lips on Spike's. She moaned into the kiss, sticking her tongue inside his mouth, wrapping her arms around his neck. Spike instinctively reacted by intertwining his tongue with Rarity's. They made out for a minute before Rarity felt Spike's knee rubbing at her womanhood. Her cries were muffled by Spike's mouth, her panties becoming so drenched that she began to moist Spike's knee.

Letting go of Spike's lips, Rarity whispered pleadingly, "Spike… I want… oh God… I… let me see it… it must be begging to come out..."

Rarity didn't have to wait as Spike nodded. She then got on her knees, unbuckling the young man's belt before she pulled his pants down. Through Spike boxers, Rarity could make out the outline of his throbbing manhood. She nuzzled it, feeling the hardness on her cheek. Not wanting to delay any longer, Rarity pulled down on Spike’s boxers, the erect manhood now in full view. She couldn't help but admire it for its length and stiffness. She drooled as her checks felt a bit hotter. Rarity looked up at Spike and could see that the young man had been taken in by her actions, looking flushed. She could see that Spike wasn't protesting and proceeded to lick at his length, savoring the taste. Rarity couldn't help but moan as she licked up and down the shaft. With her hands, Rarity massaged Spike's balls, causing him to moan before he placed his hands over his mouth. Rarity giggled at this, finding it sweet that Spike didn't want to alert his sister of what was happening. After having enough of licking Spike's manhood, Rarity inserted the throbbing member inside her mouth. Wanting to get the most of it, Rarity placed her hand on Spike's buttock and proceeded to deepthroat Spike before proceeding to move her head vigorously. She used her other hand to play with her clit, not wanting her womanhood to be left out. Rarity kept savoring the length in her mouth, not wanting to let go. She could hear Spike trying to stifle his moans as she felt one of his hands on the back of her head, helping her taste more of his length. Rarity's groans were getting louder as she felt Spike drive his manhood harder and faster into her mouth. She could feel that Spike was at his limit. She felt Spike other hand land on her head as she heard him moan.

"Rarity… I'm gonna cum...," Spike grunted, moving his hips faster as he gripped Rarity's hair.

All Rarity could do was let it happen, her groans muffled. She felt Spike give one final push and in an instant, the young man's seed released inside her mouth. Rarity didn't want to waste a single drop as she drank Spike's seed, swallowing it. Rarity moaned approvingly, liking the taste. Letting go of Spike's manhood, Rarity looked up at Spike and noted his expression of lust. The young man was breathing heavily as he placed his hand on her cheek. Rarity smiled, some of Spike’s spunk escaping her lips. She knew what she was doing to Spike and there was no turning back. Rarity wanted more.

"Spike… please… put it in me," Rarity pleaded.

What Rarity got in response was Spike’s expression turning serious as he nodded.

Before she knew it, Rarity was picked up by Spike and was instantly placed on the bed, front first. She then heard Spike discard his pants and boxers as she felt him get behind her. Rarity felt a pair of hands grip at her hips that made her knees nearly buckle while her front remained lying on the bed. She waited for him to penetrate her private area as she felt Spike remove her underwear, her rear and womanhood in full view. She closed her eyes and waited, anticipating Spike rutting her as he grabbed her hips. What Rarity felt was Spike's breath on her slit, making her shiver. Rarity bit her lip once again as she felt two fingers enter her slit, making her groan. She felt his fingers go in and out vigorously, her juices streaming from her slit. Though she wanted to hold out, Rarity came and bit her lip even harder on instinct.

Rarity couldn't help but feel bliss at Spike's actions, but she wanted more. What she felt next was Spike's tongue attacking her slit. She whined and sobbed as she was once again denied Spike's manhood. She admitted that it felt really good as she moaned, cherishing the sensations she was feeling. Rarity then used her hands to get on all fours while Spike stimulated her clit. Once again, she didn't want to make any loud noises, but Spike was making it difficult to restrain herself. More than anything, Rarity wanted for Spike to quit teasing her, even if it did feel glorious. When Spike stopped licking at her slit, Rarity felt something hard tease at her entrance. Her eyes opened as she looked back at Spike. Rarity could see that his expression turned into a playful one as he used his rod to stimulate her entrance. She pouted and tried to look hurt as she made whimpering sounds, but Spike wouldn't budge.

"Spikey… don't you like me?" Rarity asked, making her voice quiver.

"Of course I do," Spike responded fondly.

"You say that… yet you don't want to enter me. You think I'm some old, desperate cow."

"You're a beautiful woman, Rarity. I just want to cherish this moment. It's a dream come true and I want it to last."

"I'm sure you can last, darling. You're young."

"Thanks. Besides… I know what I'm doing."

Before she could ask Spike what he meant by that, Rarity felt the young man's rod enter her swiftly. She moaned loudly but used a hand to cover her mouth. At first, Rarity felt Spike going in and out of her slowly. She heard him groan and grunt with each thrust and he gripped her hips firmly, making sure he doesn't slip out. After a few minutes, Rarity felt Spike breath on her ear as he kept thrusting faster and harder. She felt his hands grope her breasts and his fingers stimulating her erect nipples. It was taking all of Rarity's willpower to keep herself steady as she didn't want to collapse on the bed. She could feel that Spike was nearing his limits, her eyes going wide at the thought of Spike ejaculating inside of her. In the back of her mind, Rarity knew she wanted this and wanted to feel Spike’s seed stain her insides.

Rarity then felt Spike lift her to change positions until she was straddling on top of him. She changed positions so she could look down on him with a smile as she began to go up and down on his cock. She bit her lip once again, grunting as she grabbed her breast with one hand and stimulated her clit with the other. Rarity blushed as she looked at Spike's adorable face, his eyes shut as he tried to restrain himself from coming too early. She began to move her hips even faster, noting that she was at her limit. Rarity let out a breath and groaned louder and louder. She began to orgasm, tears of joys escaping her eyes as she arched her back.

A few seconds later, Rarity’s eyes widened again as she felt Spike come inside of her. She felt his fluids coursing through her love canal and savored it. When it was over, Rarity could only feel satisfaction in her act. After a few seconds, she looked down at Spike once again, giving him a seductive smile. The young man could only pant in exhaustion, but did manage to smile back. Rarity bent down and kissed Spike, rewarding him for giving her joy.

When Rarity let go of the kiss, she noticed that Spike's door was ajar. She stiffened, fearing the worst. Her fears were realized as she could make out that Twilight Sparkle, her friend, had caught them. Rarity gasped, mortified at what she had done. What really caught her by surprise, however, was Twilight's expression. It wasn't a look of surprise or shock as Rarity expected. It was the look of fascination and lust. She could tell that her friend was breathing heavily, her eyes half closed with drool coming out of her mouth.

"Oh, no," Rarity thought, dread coming over her.