Spike, Although...

After finishing the fun at the library, Spike and Rarity went back to the carousel boutique to clean up Spike and get him out of his sticky skirt, but also to cuddle, and lounge on Rarity's four-poster bed and giggle and kiss each other under the voluminous throw-pillows scattered everywhere.

Spike was a little slow to open up again, still feeling overwhelmed and nervous from everything coming on so fast, but at least sure he was along for the ride with the right pony. Rarity was the one for him, even if falling deeper in love by the day also meant tumbling down the well or wormhole of butt-play that his special somepony seemed practically obsessed with. Every day Spike came over, Rarity would have new playthings and plans to go with them, and Spike wondered sometimes if she loved his butt as much as she loved Spike himself. Rarity seemed to catch onto those moments though, and always had a reassuring hug, kiss, and smile to let the little dragon know he was more important than any fun his hindquarters could provide.

Still. Stepping into town with the entire ploy under everypony's nose... it made Spike feel excited and nervous inside all together. Somehow he, his butt, and Rarity, were connected in a complicated web of desires. And Spike wasn't a spider, so he was a little unsure about any type of web attached to his butt.

But then there was Rarity. Soft, sweet, motherly, and always there with eyes wide and smile beaming when Spike showed up on her doorstep. He probably could have spent all his time there, if it wouldn't have led Twilight to wondering where he'd taken off to. He'd had to make enough excuses to sneak away as it was already.

Back at the Boutique, Rarity was running her hoof along Spike's head and pointed scales, stroking them softly and soliciting little coos of affection from her lover, who was spread out on the bed and practically leaving himself at the mercy of Rarity's wandering affections. Somehow, Rarity restrained her attentions from Spike's little behind, but she couldn't help but look at it every now and then and lick her lips as though she was staring down a delicious chocolate she was saving for after dinner. Spike was too caught up in the throes of pleasure to notice her stares, but if he had, he would have blushed that same bright, innocent way, and then maybe tilted his butt up a little and spread his tiny dragon legs to give Rarity access to his butt-hole, which was fast becoming used to different types of intrusion.

But Rarity just ran her hoof along his chest, and tail, and the back of his neck, and kissed him here and there, little fluttery pecks that left impressions of tiny lightning strikes, and occasionally a little bit of the lipstick Rarity had put on before their outing into town. Spike felt like he was floating on a cloud so high it might never come down again, and he was okay with that too, as long as Rarity was there with him.

"Spike," Rarity said at last, murmuring the dragon's name sweetly into his ear. "You were wonderful today, really. I've never had so much fun being so naughty in public before."

Spike blushed and played with his claws nervously.

"Aw, shucks. I just kinda did what felt natural..."

Rarity kissed him on the mouth, and even though it was a short kiss, Spike caught a taste of Rarity's tongue, commanding his lips open and slipping inside for just an instant before the kiss was over, and Spike was left hanging there, mouth still open, eyes closed.

"That's precisely my point, dear. It takes a lot of courage to follow your natural impulses when you're in a new situation. Or worried about... well, just worried, in general."

"Yeah..." Spike flicked his tail back and forth with the same anxious energy in his claw fiddling. "But... it was still really fun."

Rarity beamed, and gave Spike a big hug and a smooch on his forehead. Spike smiled dreamily and patted at his head where the kiss had been, as though he might be able to lock it in his memory better by tapping it into place.

"I wonder... would you be up for another round tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?" Spike knew Twilight would have a list of errands for him to run, but there was no reason he couldn't shuffle them around to the last minute, if Rarity wanted another 'play-date'... still, there was a catch, wasn't there? Spike was waiting for the other horseshoe to drop, so to speak. His butt was waiting for it too. "Yeah, I'd love to see you tomorrow... did you want to go to the library again?"

Rarity's grin reminded Spike of a cat about to pounce.

"Well... no. I had something a bit different in mind, now that you mention it.

"You do remember the toy we were introducing, don't you, Spikey?"

Spike gulped and nodded.

"I think I see where this is going..." he said.

Rarity's grin only confirmed it.

Tomorrow was going to require either a lot more willpower, luck, or both.