It had been nearly a month after his disastrous break up with Rarity and Spike still wasn’t sleeping very well.
Every night his mind would play the events of the final fight that had finally destroyed everything the two had built up together. Even after all these years ponies couldn’t wrap their heads around how a dragon feels, how they think and ultimately that’s what eventually drove Rarity and Spike apart.
Rarity was a generous soul, everything was hers to give away, her bits, her time, her dresses, her gems and her lover. She wouldn’t share Spike in a romantic way, no, he was hers and only hers and she was his, but if someone needed help that she couldn’t provide then Spike was voluntold to go, and he would only find out about her giving him away for a day after he had arrived at her boutique, ready to take her out, only to be told that they’d have to reschedule AGAIN because Rarity had given him away or volunteered herself to do something AGAIN.
Spike, while generous for a dragon, was still a dragon. He would gladly help any pony that asked him too, and if he had been given prior warning to any of the excursions Rarity had planned for him he’d gladly help as a favor to his marefriend, but after having date after date cancelled because of Rarity’s generosity he had had enough, and for once let his greed out a little and put his foot down.
This led to the events of Spike’s current restless night…
When he arrived at Rarity’s boutique a month ago, he had everything planned out. He had made sure Rarity’s schedule was clear and had booked a spot at a great restaurant in Canterlot, they’d eat and see some of her favorite sights in the city. So, when he walked up to Rarities door and heard her saying “Of course darling” to somepony inside he felt his heart sink to the bottom of his stomach.
He opened the door and lo and behold there was Rarity, not ready when she said she’d be, busy chatting with Octavia about a project that she’d get started on right away. Turning her head, she beamed at Spike and like she had every other time this had happened, asked (demanded) his help with whatever it was Octavia needed.
Spike was raised by the Sparkle Family, in all aspects he was a proper gentle drake, but there was one piece of knowledge taught to him by all four sparkles the entire time he had been dating Rarity.
If a pony reschedules once, that is fine, real life happens. If a pony reschedules twice, again that’s fine, life happens. If it keeps happening, even though you had given them warning and chances to write it into their schedule then there is something wrong with your relationship.
Okay well, Night Light, Twilight Velvet and Shining Armor had given him that piece of advice. Twilight Sparkle had told him to break up if any pony did that on the first date, which was why he still had a better track record with relationships than she did.
So, after his rage had died down and the ringing in his ears had ALMOST disappeared, he had put his foot down, for the first time in their year long relationship.
He looked at Octavia and with as much calm as he could muster he said “I’m sorry Octavia but Rarity and I actually have plans…” he rubbed the back of his head with his claw “Would you mind if I came by and helped you tomorrow with whatever it is you need help with?”
Octavia was fine with that, she apparently just needed some stuff cleared out of her garage and since Vinyl was in Vanhoover for a show, she’d be doing it alone without Spike’s help. Spike smiled and felt his anger calming down and said he’d be there bright and early to help her out and she shook his claw and went off to continue her day.
That should have been the end of it, Spike had managed to avert the date cancelling plans Rarity had thrust on him and saved their date night. When he turned to talk to Rarity though she was busy click clacking away with her sowing machine.
“Rarity.” Spike tried not to growl out but luckily since he had hit his growth spurt his voice tended to growl anyway so she probably didn’t think anything of it.
“Yes darling?” Rarity didn’t even turn to look at him, causing his anger to come back though not nearly as strong as before.
Spike walked up and sat next to her “You do remember that you promised we’d go on a date night, tonight right?” He shuffled in his spot “You even wrote it down on your planner.”
Rarity paused for a moment before her pale fur turned even paler. She ran from the room and up the stairs towards her bedroom. After a moment Spike started to blush as some colorful language started reach him and Rarity returned a sheepish look on her face.
“Now…Darling…” she began but Spike cut her off.
“You forgot you had something planned and someone came in and ordered something today didn’t they…” he dead panned, his eyes narrowing dangerously making her back up a step.
“Well…yes…but we can always schedule for next week…” she tried.
Spike shook his head, trying to reign in his temper, reign in his instincts “You ALWAYS say that Rarity!” he snorted angrily a trail of smoke leaving his nostrils. “I even got you that planner to keep it from happening.”
Rarity put a hoof to her chest “well excuse me, I can’t just put everything on hold for a night of fun Spike, I have a business to run after all!” she was trying to deflect the blame away from herself, and Spike normally would let her but not that day.
Stamping his foot and making the table next to him jump and the floor crack he growled out “But you can have a spa day with Fluttershy on Sunday?” he stood up to his full height, barely taller than Princess Luna if you had measured the two and walked towards her. “Or any of the other plans you have that don’t get in the way of your work? Plans that are never expendable in the grand scheme of your generosity?” he spat the last word like it was a disease.
Before she could come up with a rebuttal, he slammed his tail down on the table, snapping it in two. “Why is it that you never show that same generosity to me? Why is it that I can’t have you for a day but everyone else can?!”
Spike tried to rationalize his anger, he remembered the conversation, he remembered the fight, this wasn’t how it went.
This didn’t matter to his subconscious though, all that matter was that Rarity had wronged him, that Spike had been too lenient when they fought originally, too passive, he hadn’t taken charge and instead allowed Rarity to voice an opinion.
He took a menacing step forward, intent to correct that mistake when a command of “Enough!” rang out from around him.
The boutique began to fade away, replaced by the warm glow of Twilights old library, the one that felt like Home.
Spike glared around the room, his anger still potent and his instincts still calling for blood when he noticed her. Sat in Twilight’s old reading cushion was Princess Luna, Regalia absent and face full of concern. Spike’s anger only grew at that, how dare she be concerned for him, where was she during these last few months of nightmares? His mind questioned.
Or at least he thought he had only asked that question in his mind, but Luna began answering it anyway. “Dragon’s are resistant to magic…” she whispered, her voice sounded like hearth warming bells, and he allowed himself to calm down as she talked. “I could tell you were distressed young drake, but it took me longer than it should have to reach you, for that I apologize.”
Spike made his way over to her, sitting down next to her and breathing in to calm himself. Even in a dream he could smell the lavender she put up around Canterlot castle and it calmed him further. “It’s ok…” he huffed.
Luna just shook her head “it is not,” she frowned “Dreams show our worst fears, our greatest fantasies and our deepest desires.” She looked up at him from her spot on the floor. “I know not what you intended to do to Miss Rarity, but I am glad I intervened when I did, or you would have done something you would regret.” She gave him a stern glare.
Spike at least had the decency to blush, he had been having these dreams for a month, and while some events would change and he would recognize the changes, some events in the dream would always stay the same… He rubbed the back of his head.
“Well… did Cadence tell you about Rarity and I’s break up?” he began.
Luna nodded “Of course, Celestia and I had to stop her from teleporting to Ponyville and murdering Rarity.”
Spike chuckled at that and smiled a little “yea, well it…wasn’t a pretty fight, or a pretty break up.” He shook his head before continuing “but umm, before this fight whenever we’d argue we’d always end up making up afterwards…” his blush grew once more, and this time Luna noticed it.
“Pray tell why does making up with Rarity make you blush?” she tilted her head to the side in confusion.
Spike looked away from her, his left claw the back of his neck while the other one drew circles on the table. “Well uh” he put his claw over his mouth and began muttering “how do I put this…” he gulped and looked back at the princess. “We would have make up sex…” he muttered.
Luna’s ears twitched and she raised a delicate eyebrow in confusion. “I’m sorry I couldn’t quite catch that Spike.”
Spike made a very undignified ‘eep’ noise and lay down on his stomach, hands covering his eyes as he shouted out “We would have make up sex! OK?!”
Luna didn’t say anything to this exclamation and Spike honestly thought that maybe she had disappeared after his impromptu announcement. Uncovering his eyes, he looked up to see that yes, she was indeed still there, but her face was bright red and her wings were twitching, as if resisting the urge to flare out.
“O…oh” she muttered out “so what I saved you from was…” the dots began to connect in her mind “You… weren’t going to harm her?” she asked.
Spike chuckled a little bit “umm…does hate fucking count as harm?” he then slammed a claw over his mouth and his eyes widened at what he had just said.
Luna’s eyes widened even further, and her blush seemed to rival the sun. “H..hate what!?” She then shook her head and continued “No, no don’t answer that!”
Spike let out a loud guffaw at Luna’s embarrassment and Luna cheeks puffed up as she pouted. “So, you are telling me I came here for nothing that you weren’t having a nightmare but a lewd dream?!”
Spike stopped laughing at that and sighed, he needed that laugh. He looked back at the pouting princess and spoke “Well…the events before the sex are the nightmare…” he frowned “Don’t…get me wrong I’ve had nightmares where I wake up because of me doing something bad to her…” he looked away from her “But since I didn’t wake up immediately I knew it the route the dream was going to go…”
“I’m sorry for dragging you all the way out here, Princess.” He sat up and smiled at her “but honestly, having you here has helped a little bit, even though you interrupted the only fun part of those dreams, I still feel better!” It was then that he noticed that her eyes were once again wide as saucers and she was once more blushing up a storm.
Before he could ask her why she’s so embarrassed though the Princess burst out into a massive giggle fit and said, “You need not stand at attention for me sir Spike.” Under her breath and that caused him to realize what had happened.
Glancing down his torso he saw it, during his embarrassing shout about make up sex and hate fucking he had SOMEHOW become aroused. So, sitting sticking out towards the princess was his dick, in all it’s 12-inch glory. Spike felt himself grow hot as he tried to will his member back into his body, but it wouldn’t listen, instead twitching up and down, causing Luna to giggle once again.
“Well this is a predicament isn’t it.” Luna looked at Spike with a shy smile “It seems I’ve interrupted something quite intimate instead of the disaster I thought I was averting…”
Spike couldn’t even speak, instead opting for the Twilight Sparkle approach to embarrassment which was sticking his claws over his face and trying to hide under them.
Luna just giggled and used her hooves to move his claws, “It seems I must offer you an apologize, young drake.” She leaned in to whisper into his ear “get up for me.”
Spike did as he was told and sat up, his flag once more at full mast for her to see causing her smile to grow.
She looked at it once more then back to Spike. “You poor thing, being so neglected after all this time.”
Spike backed up a step “L..Luna what?” but Luna shushed him and put a hoof on his snout to keep him quiet.
“I am apologizing for interrupting your intimate dream, Spike, is that not what I said?” she pouted and batted her eyelashes at him, once more lowering her hoof to the ground.
“Y…yea but you were so embarrassed when I explained what my dream was even about and now your coming onto me like it’s nothing?!” he didn’t know why he was questioning what was going on, he wished his consciousness would just shut up and not look a gift horse in the mouth, no pun intended.
Luna puffed her cheeks out again and looked away “That was because you surprised me…not because of embarrassment…”
Spike snorted, a plume of smoke smacking Luna in the face “that’s a crock of shit and you know it, your wings were twitching and everything.” He knew what an embarrassed and arouse alicorn looked like, Twilight kept reading those damn Romance Novels out in the sitting room after all.
Luna glared at him spoke “I think I’ve had enough of your cheek.” With that her ethereal mane expanded and wrapped itself around his face, arms, and legs, lifting him up and holding him in a permanent sitting position.
“Luna what the fu…” that was as far as he got though as her mane covered is mouth.
“I was going to reward you, for dealing with these nightmares for a month without my aid.” Her glare intensified “but now it seems I must punish you for your mouth.” With that she brought him closer to where she was sitting and looked at him, studying him as if he was a head of lettuce.
Her eyes went from his chest down to his dick, before lingering there and a grin that reminded Spike that yes, she was indeed Celestia’s sister, she did something he never thought ANY princess would ever do to him. She leaned forward and kissed it.
Softly, delicately she began to kiss his rigid member from shaft to head. Spike moaned subconsciously, begging for more than what she was giving him. Luna smirked at him and obliged, sticking out her tongue she began to run her tongue up slowly, going up the shaft and stopping at the head. When she reached the tip, she wrapped her mouth around it and began twirling her tongue in circles, causing Spike to whimper.
Rarity would never do something like this, Rarity was…well a proper lady it was always basic things with her, and oral was never something she would want done to her or something she’d do, so receiving the first (and honestly most mind blowing) blow job from Princess Fucking Luna of all ponies was driving Spike a little mad. He was struggling against her mane, trying to reach out and make her go deeper, to take his entire cock but he couldn’t, her grip was too strong for even his lust induced dragon strength to beat.
Instead he had to bear with her teasing, her warm tongue sliding around the head of his cock slowly but surely edging him towards his orgasm.
Luna then looked up at him, her blue eyes questioning him, asking him if he was going to be a good boy and let her do what she wanted to him, and Spike could only answer back with his own eyes, those pleading eyes that told her everything she needed to know.
Opening her mouth and letting his cock go with “pop” she lowered him down to the ground on his back before crawling up his torso and kissing him on the nose. “Good boy.” She whispered into his ear “I have been gone for a very long time, Young Spike, so forgive me if I’m not up to par as a partner.”
Her mane once more snaked out from her, this time grabbing ahold of his spit and precum covered cock, it then began to move itself up and down, simulating a hoof job.
“Oh fuck…” Spike murmured his head tilted back in surprise at how good her hair felt. It was soft, yet firm and it was driving Spike insane.
Luna kissed his neck and face, all the while not letting up in her strokes. She whispered in his ears “You want release, don’t you?” her speed picked up at his nod, “It’s ok…” she kissed him once more on the neck, nibbling his scales and enjoying his warmth. “Come on, Spike, just let it out.”
Spike couldn’t hold it back anymore, with a gasp he came, his orgasm rocking his entire body as he shot rope after rope of cum out of his twitching cock and into the air, hitting his chest and covering Luna’s hair.
Luna smiled “good boy.” she used her magic to clean her hair, but left his chest covered in cum. Spike was confused at first before she did something he’d only read about in porno magazines. She began licking his cum up. From cock to chest she cleaned him with her tongue, and Spike felt his cock harden once again at the sight.
After she finished cleaning him up, she lay back and flashed her teats and dripping wet pussy to him with a grin, she didn’t say anything she just beckoned for him to return the favor with her eyes.
Spike was sure she was expecting him to just put it in and ravage her. Honestly, he wanted too as well, but instead he reigned in his instincts and got down on his stomach and crabbed her hind legs and dragged her to him.
“What are you…. ~ohh~” Luna’s protest was cut off as his mouth and tongue contacted her snatch. Flicking his tongue across her clitoris, Spike went to work repaying his Princess for her help earlier, her hips bucking with every flick and her forehooves pressing down on his head as he went.
“S…Spike keep hmmf” Luna bit her lower lip as she felt his tongue once more hit her sensitive spots “Keep going…” and he gladly obliged, picking up speed at her behest. His snout was covered in her scent, the smells of lavender and sex intermingling to make something absolutely breath taking. With one final thrust Luna’s orgasm began and Spike felt her push down on his head with one final thrust of her hips. They stayed that way for a moment before she relaxed and let go, he backed up and admired his handy work.
Luna lay panting, her pussy dripping wet with his saliva and her own juices. His duty fulfilled he was about to stand up and try and wake up when he felt himself being pulled down once more. Looking at Luna he saw her horn glowing with arcane magic and a coy smile on her face as she brought him down on top of her, snout to snout. The tip of his dick touching the entrance to her pussy, but not entering.
Spike gulped “I take it you can keep going?”
If this was a hentai novel from Nipony, Spike thought, Luna’s eyes would have pupils in them as she spoke the words “Of course, I can.” And wrapped her forehooves around Spikes back, her magic slowly inching him forward into her.
“Oh…fuck…” Spike closed his eyes and groaned as he felt himself enter her; he didn’t know how to describe it. He felt Luna’s magic release him once he was fully inside and he let nature and instinct take over from there. He thrust his hips forward, grunting with every thrust, trying not to blow his load every time Luna moaned in response.
Opening his eyes and looking down at the Princess of the Moon he smiled and leaned down, so his mouth was level with her ear and whispered, “What do you want me to do Princess?”
She merely gasped out “faster” before pulling him tightly to her and biting him hard on the shoulder, this caused Spike to really pick up the tempo, his hips began to thrust faster and faster, the noise of their sex and their groans and moans of pleasure echoing through his ears like a symphony.
With ever thrust he felt himself approaching his crescendo, Luna’s back legs wrapped around his rear end holding him in place and keeping his thrust short and face, her face inches from his, he was about to tell her to let him go, that he was going to cum at any moment when she drew him into a deep kiss that he simply melted into.
That kiss sealed his fate as he felt himself cum inside her. He let out one final thrust before stopping, his eyes rolling back as he lost himself in the pleasure of it all. After a minute, or maybe five he lost track, he felt himself finally retract fully, and lay down next to Luna, becoming her little spoon as she relaxed next to him and used her hooves to play with his Spikes.
They didn’t say anything for a while after that, enjoying each other’s company, before Spike finally spoke up. “Hey, Luna?”
The Lunar Princess only let at a hum in response as the dream started to fade, her along with it. Taking that as his queue to continue Spike asked, “Would you like to go out with me sometime soon?”
The last thing Spike saw before he woke up was Princess Luna’s radiant smile, and a nod of her head in agreement.
For the first time in months, he had a great night’s sleep… now if only his sheets could say the same…
Author's Note
So...this is my first attempt at writing clop, i also stayed up writing this all night so I apologize for Quality. Rarity was based off an Ex Girlfriend I had. She isn't a bad pony she just kinda takes her generosity way to far and Spike being a dragon (though a very generous one) doesn't really get that. Also keep in mind, all of this is from SPIKES point of view, not Rarity's so he doesn't have her side of the story, just his.
