Spike and Twilight got up early as they headed to work, dragging themselves into the car. Neither of them looked forward to going. The phone call they had received from Rainbow dash and Sunset Shimmer kept them on edge, unsure of what to do. The fact Spike didn’t feel like going to work today, his body was sore from last night’s activities, didn’t help much as he found himself driving down the road.

Spike looked back at Twilight and put on a smile even if it wasn’t genuine cause if there were going to be a meeting, at least he knew Harshwhinny and Twilight would be suffering just as much as he would. He could imagine her sitting down, trying not to lose her mind. It was an almost comic imagination for his soon-to-be wife.

They made their way up to the office, the publishing company better known as Hornstone Publishing. The giant skyscraper of a building was impressive as they headed into the lobby, the room crowding as they fought their way into the elevator. The two of them stood there as they listened to the music coming from the elevator and how their day would go. Who knows, but Spike admitted many things were running through his mind.

“So, any idea what we’re going to do? I mean, dealing with Cain and all?” Twilight asked; she had joined the company sometime after being released, taking on more menial work, something she did by convincing Harshwhinny. She claimed it was so she had something to do while Spike was working. It made him wonder if she had started doing that to sneak in some work quickies and even try and get him to get it on with Harshwhinny, his boss.

Spike found himself shaking his head,

“Not a clue, but we’ll have to do something,” Spike said while thinking back to the phone call. They were in big trouble if Cane was as dangerous as Rainbow dash, and Sunset Shimmer said he was. Spike tried to focus on something else as he realized it had been nearly a year since Twilight started working for the company. Suppose someone had told Spike that the two would be screwing at random points in his life. He found himself somewhat amused by the idea. Spike might have suggested you get your head checked out because you’re bonkers. But now that he met Twilight, his life seemed to change more as Spike expected to do more than that.

“Do you think Applejack will be fine at home alone?” Spike asked as they headed into the elevator.

“I think she’ll be fine. We left the tv and enough food. But she should be fine on her own.” Twilight said, thinking she could trust her sister being alone in their home for a while.

-000-

Back at the apartment, Applejack was walking around the apartment feeling downright frustrated,

“What in the hell did they think leaving me here alone? I got nothing to do except this fricken tv, and nothing is even on.” She groaned, taking a seat. Her hand is messing around with the thing they called a remote, turning it on. She had learned how to flip through the channels going over them slowly. The southern Succubus is very much annoyed.

“Seriously, they could have just invited me over or something?” She wasn’t sure why, but she found it fascinating as she leaned back and watched the race going back. She turned the TV, and there it turned on to Nascar; she stopped for a minute, delving into it, watching as the cars speed in a circle.

“Huh… this is neat.” She muttered before going quiet, mesmerized by the show.

-000-

Spike would shrug,

“You have a point; what's the worst that could happen?” He shuddered, imagining that there would be so many things that could happen. They headed off working throughout the day while he leaned back, passing through the manuscripts and writing down the usual rejection letter.

There was a light sound trying to catch his attention; as he looked over seeing Gabby, she eyed him with that smirk while Spike waved,

“Long time no see Gabby.” He said, trying to keep a cheerful smirk while ignoring the problems that the future held.

“Long time Spike, Have a good Weekend?”

“Yeah, nothing too much; how are you and Scootaloodoing?” Spike responded while just jotting down a few things,

“We’ve been doing well, and you know, lesbian stuff.” She snorted while Spike couldn’t help smirking,

“Yeah, Twilight and I have been doing the straight.” He moved over, shuffling his papers.

“Ew, the straight; I hope it’s not contagious.”

“If it was contagious, I’m sure you would have caught it by now, but I’m guessing you’ve taken the gay shot.” Spike snorted, sticking his tongue out at Gabby, who returned the favor by throwing a raspberry. Gabby groaned while she moved around her cubical.

“I heard a rumor that you asked Twilight to marry you. Did she say Yes?”

“What do you think? But if you have to know, she said yes.” He said while looking over at his pal.

“Hey, that's good for you; besides, after all that…” you two deserve to be happy.” She meant that the two had agreed not to talk about when that bastard Wind Rider kidnapped her and Gabby. It had been a hard time for the two, though eventually, they managed to get through all of it.

“I’m glad it's going well for you two. So, Twilight and I are getting married; wanna be my best man?” Spike asked with a light smirk; Gabby looked at him for a second and gave a light squeal,

“Hell yeah, I’ll be your best man… Or would that be the best woman? Eh, figure that out later.” She moved, giving the top of his cubical a good smack, watching the thin walls bowing for a second,

“When are you guy’s going to be married? When is the wedding?” She asked with much excitement,

“Damn, I’ve got to figure out what to get Twilight for your guy’s wedding; then there’s the Bachelorette party. I could get some hot chick to pop out of a cake. No, I should make sure it’s fine with her heck, maybe Scootalooknows a guy who can do it if we bribe him fifty bucks.”

Gabby seemed to think about this for a good second while she looked back at him.

“I am going to need a lot of Beer, Fuck, and this will be some interesting planning; I might have to ask Scootaloo to give me a hand when it comes to this. I mean, what am I even going to do to drive a succubus wild? I swear me and Scootalooare going to need to get creative with this one.”

Spike wanted to tell her about the incident, with Cain warning her about someone coming after him and Twilight. Yet simultaneously, he tried to keep his friend out of all the trouble. So he did what any good friend would do and kept his mouth shut about this as he would go back to work listening to his friend talk.

“Hey, No worry about it. I’m sure she’d be happy to have the two of you arrive there, but if you want, you can set up a bachelor party since you’ll be my best man.”

“What? Can’t get any of your guy friends to come to help you out with it, bud.” Gabby snorted while she leaned over her cubical, poking him in the nose while Spike snorted,

“What guy friends? Most of the time, I have out with Twilight and you; half the time, I’m busy working.”

Gabby seemed to roll her eyes at this as she snorted even more while she stated,

“I swear, I have to go and get you some guy friends occasionally, so you must deal with a sausage party.”

“Yeah, well, just get back to work. We’ll deal with my lack of dude friends for a dnd night.” He chuckled, blowing her a raspberry.

Work went pretty well, and Spike had to admit. Going through the usual things while he tossed off a few manuscripts and sent some rejection letters. Of course, Gabby had managed to get a hand on a couple they might have considered winners as they moved on. Spike saw Twilight passing by, giving him gentle winks and nods.

Yet simultaneously, he couldn’t help thinking about Cain and what he might do. How far was he? Would he find them? He had managed to find Rainbow dash and Sunset Shimmer, so what were his plans? These questions seemed to roam through his head as he typed away. His fingers hit the keystrokes. He was getting through the long day.

He couldn’t help but pass through some of the various books as he saw the first one, checking over the letter and finding that it was a book about a man who found himself working for a vampire queen. Or as it described, Renfeild, but if he worked for a sexy businesswoman who sucked his blood.

“Well, this might be interesting.” He muttered under his breath as he sent out a request to check out a few chapters from the guy via an email.

-000-

Cain is driving down the road. A slight grunt as he picked glass out of his beard. Cain hadn’t expected the Succubus to try and cut his head off using a beer bottle. It was annoying as he cracked his neck—such a thought while he let his senses control.

“I should have taken care of them myself.” He growled, but he shook it off. They weren’t his target, and he wouldn’t spill blood unless needed; he might have been the father of murder, as some people would call him. But he wasn’t just some monster. He did terrible things, but Cain had a softer sight to him. Cain mumbled while he continued going off and imagining how his life could have been different. Suppose he hadn’t taken that Rock and smashed his brother's head in.

Cain could almost see that life; maybe he would have died long ago and wouldn’t have been known for the beginning of such evil. Perhaps the world wouldn’t be as fucked up as it is.

Cain turned over to the side of the road as he saw a park. Resting there, he took a long deep breath as he watched the children playing. They were just having fun, not caring about the world or how close they were to its oldest murderer. It reminded him about many things as he took a minute to sit down.

“So, how are you doing, brother?” A voice spoke as Cain looked over; a young man who looked to be around his early twenties had light dark skin and wore a t-shirt and pants. The only reason Cain knew the man wasn’t real was that no one was screaming as they saw that a side of his skull was caved in.

“What are you doing here, Abel?” Cain asked while he leaned back, watching the children play for the longest time,

“Just seeing how you're doing: you’re my brother, after all,” Abel said, sitting next to Cain; the two of them hanging out for the moment,

“Why, I caved your skull in; not like you have much of a reason to talk to me,” Cain muttered while watching. Thinking back to when they worked the fields, their father walked past them when they were children. Back when work was hard, there was little time to play.

“Oh, what's a little murder to break apart a friendship, brother,” Abel said, smiling but revealing the knocked-out teeth.

“It’s not the same, Adam… Why do you haunt me? Haven’t I suffered enough?” He reached over, feeling the scars healing, they might vanish, but he could still feel them in many ways.

“You, my brother, might not be my keeper, But I’m yours. We’ve got to stick together,” Abel smirked; he sat there while he reached out, pulling out an old jug and taking a long drink before offering some to his brother, who held out a hand. Such a thing he didn’t want to partake in. While they sat there for a minute,

“Cain, I have a simple question….” Abel asked, that calming feeling brushing over Cain as he heard those words,

“What is it?” Cain sighed, already knowing the question. It had been asked of him repeatedly, and he knew what he would say.

“Why are you going after those people? You don’t need to do that; go off, go home, and relax… Maybe talk to God and pray to him.” Abel spoke while he took another drink. Cain let out a sigh,

“I would, but he doesn’t listen, he doesn’t answer my prayers, He ignores me, He’s always ignored me,” Cain spoke while he thought back to the past, how he had begged for forgiveness, how he wanted to be free from this curse. To see his family, but all he ever met was silence and nothingness.

“There’s always a chance; remember, he forgives.” Abel smiled, but Cain looked at him, angry as he threw his arm at the other man, who vanished like dust in the wind. He sat alone with a long sigh as he got back up, popping his neck. He imagined he’d have a problem with it after the Succubus stabbed him with a beer bottle as he spat at the ground.

Cain gave a harsh grunt while he turned, walking towards his car.

“Besides, if I do this correctly, maybe I’ll be free. Maybe I’ll be released from my curse.” He got into his car and turned the engine, not even looking back to where he’d been, only walking forward as he drove off. The music is playing off in the background.

-000-

Spike and Twilight clocked out, sighing as the day had felt longer than it should have been. The two moved over as they thought to famish as they went to their apartment's closed diner. They grabbed a booth and sat back for a moment while the two sat across from each other.

“What a day, I’ll tell you what,” Spike said, smirking while looking at Twilight. The Succubus gave him a light smirk. Neither of them seemed to be busy cooking when without warning, someone sat with them. The moon rose off the horizon as they sat there deciding what they might have for the night.

“Hope I’m not interrupting you two.” It was Ms. Stone. She whipped the sweat off her brow as she sat down next to Spike, her hand brushing against his knee as she rubbed her head,

“It’s a hot day tonight now, isn’t it.” She smirked as she waved her hand to the waiter, who brought her a menu and waited for them. It seemed as if they were the only ones in the diner, which was strange considering the time it was. They didn’t mind; the slow quietness of the day felt nice.

“That it was,” Twilight said as she looked over at their boss, wearing her suit that clung to her body. She nodded,

“I have to agree, so how are you two doing.” She eyed each of them for a second as she unbuttoned her top. Clearly, she was off duty and planned to remove her professional side on the matter while she let her hair down.

“Just getting something to eat and planning our wedding.” Though this was a bit more of a lie, In all truth, they were going to discuss how they would deal with Cain. They weren’t sure what he was going to do, but they imagined he wasn’t planning on giving them a wedding present. Thought of taking on the Killer had loomed over them.

“Oh, that sounds nice. Are there any plans for bride maidens or where you will have it?” Ms. Stone asked, giving Twilight a light smile. However, Spike could feel her reaching down and rubbing his knee, clearly trying to be playful with him. Spike let her do it, not wanting to cause a scene as he spoke with a smile leaning forward.

“We’re thinking of having it at my family’s house; I just haven’t told them about it yet and just thinking of what we will tell her.” This was a partial truth, but with his mom calling. Spike couldn’t help but think that maybe this would be a blessing in disguise, at least a way to hide from Cain, as he looked to Twilight, nodding some letting her know this was an idea.

“It would be nice to get to know my future in-laws. I haven’t had a chance to meet them. As for brides made, I have a couple of choices.”

Harshwhinny Stone smirked while nodding,

“Sounds like a good thing. Though I wonder if the two of you might be busy?” She moved her hand up Spike’s leg; he was close to saying something when the waiter came over. Asking if they were ready to order. They did, moving around and making their order as the waiter headed off; Harshwhinny reached over and said,

“Dinners on me tonight, my treat.” She said, placing her platinum card down; while the two looked, Spike might have said more, but she leaned forward,

“But enough about that, what have you two been doing? Twilight, you. I know I haven’t been able to spend much time since you came to my beach house.” She smirked, reminding them of the time they had there when they had spent most of their time in bed and a bit of time at the beach while they had that vacation. Twilight though smirked,

“Well, Me and Spike here mainly just been relaxing and working. Though My sister has recently been staying at my place, I haven’t seen her in years.”

“Oh, that's nice; I’m glad to hear that; where’s she from?” Harshwhinny asked with a light smile, her fingers moving up Spike leg as he could feel her rubbing around his crotch. He could feel himself getting hard while eyeing Twilight for a second, almost asking her for help.

“She’s down south, been there for a while. I’m sure she would love to meet you,” Twilight said while dropping her fork and picking it up; she saw what their boss was doing as she pulled herself up, giving him a knowing smile. Spike couldn’t but eye her for a minute as she felt a foot move over, pushing between his legs; it was clear she would have fun while they had a chance.

“So, Harshwhinny, how has work been for you? I mean, is that too much to ask?” She smirked while she moved her foot around, messing with Spike, teasing him while he found himself fighting off a groan, while the waiter eventually came over,

“Here’s your meal,” The waiter dropped their meal, placing a bacon burger in front of Spike, Twilight having the chicken herself, and Harshwhinny, who seemed to take a steak. Harshwhinny took her hand off his junk as they dug into their meal. Not like she couldn’t put it back there.

“Works, going well; our profit is going steady, thanks to some of our sales; now don’t tell anyone. I’m saving this for our quarterly meeting, but you will get a small raise.” She moved to cut her stake, taking the knife through the meal.

“So what else is going on? You two weren’t acting like yourselves. So what's going on?” She asked while she took a bite, the way she chewed slow and carefully while Twilight looked back to Spike, while they knew that they might need to say something,

“We’ve got a bit of a problem, Harshwhinny,” Twilight said while she let out a small sigh,

“What kind of problem is that one guy again that Wind Rider?”

“Not exactly. It’s more complicated than Wind Rider.” Spike muttered, reminded about the time she listened in on their conversation,

It was around a month when they had managed to kill Wind Rider; they had talked about it for a minute while in bed, wondering if anyone would find the body. This was the time they had been staying at Harshwhinny's beachside home when she walked in at the worst time. One thing led to another before long. The two needed to tell her the truth. Twilight being a succubus, about the events that had happened since the two had met.

Harshwhinny, though, had managed to keep it a secret and barely spoke about it. Though, at one point, she had suggested turning it into a book, and if it was good enough, she might have made a deal making them some big bucks. Still, Spike had declined, not wanting to turn their lives into a fictional story. Harshwhinny was fair and willing to let it go.

“So it's the whole Succubus thing, huh?” She waved her hand around in a circle for the two of them while Twilight nodded,

“Yeap, someone after us… We might have to go somewhere for a bit; this guy is dangerous.” Twilight sighed as she moved back, taking a bite from one of the fries, finding them rather nice and extra crispy. Harshwhinny nodded while she moved over, cutting up her take more as she took a bit of a bite.

“So, planning on using your vacation days, or will this be around the wedding?” She muttered,

“The guy’s planning to kill us, maybe Twilight’s sister. We don’t know where he is. That's the thing.” Spike added as he leaned back, finding himself more annoyed,

“Does anyone else know?”

“Just Amy, she had to deal with him, and she also wanted me to let you know that her chapter might be late.” This caused Harshwhinny to scowl at Spike briefly before shrugging it off.

“I swear she’s lucky that she’s one of our top-selling writers; otherwise, I’d drop her. Just let her know to get those damn chapters in.” Harshwhinny seemed to be losing her mood as she took another bite but nodded,

“I’ll see what we have in the budget for giving you guys time off. Though I think you’ll both have to do something for me.” She chuckled while eyeing Twilight momentarily before looking at Spike as he groaned.

“Are we going to be doing it at your place tonight?” it wasn’t that he didn’t mind sleeping with Harshwhinny at times, heck, he did it to her in her office at different times, but he just wanted to get some sleep tonight.

“No, not that, though. Thanks for the offer, sweet cake.” She winked at Luke but looked over at Twilight.

“I’m curious about seeing your succubus Queen form, I heard about it at least once, but you two have never shown it to me, and I want to find out.” Twilight looked at her for a second and responded. She smirked while she continued eating.

“Is that it? I mean, sure, I don’t mind. I thought you were going to have me do something crazy.”

“Well, I can always have you give my ex-husband a gay scare. It’ll make me laugh, but I’m sure you're not interested in that.” Harshwhinny chuckled but nodded, “We’ll do it at my house, though, if you don’t mind; I don’t want to disturb your little sister.”

“She’s older than me.” Twilight quickly corrected her at this point.

“Oh, even better. Well, if you finish, we can return to my place.”

-000-

When it was all said and finished, they headed to Harshwhinny's home; she lived outside the city, in a lovely house in the suburbs; while they sat in her car, she parked in the garage as they slipped out.

“You know it might have cost me a pretty penny, but I’m glad I got this out of my ex-husband, that's for sure.” She chuckled as she led them to the living room as Harshwhinny turned on the lights. Everything illuminated as they looked around; nothing changed: the bookshelf on the side, some of the books she had published from the company, a television off to the side, and the oversized couch and recliner off to the side. The coffee table was covered in papers from work she had taken in the other night. She needed to bring it in.

Harshwhinny moved to take off her work jacket and toss it off on the coat rack, not even caring that it was getting wrinkled as she stretched out.

“Would either of you like some wine before we start.” She smirked while she moved to the kitchen, pulling out a fine bottle and three glasses. Twilight smiled some as she nodded,

“Sure, I can use a drink.” She imagined she might need one, especially after she transformed, feeling low on energy, and she might need to feed soon after this was all over. With looking over to Spike, who nodded,

“Sure, not much of a wine drinker, but I’ll take something.”

“Oh good, this one has been in my fridge for a bit, nothing fancy, but it’s more of a weekend thing.” She smirked, pouring each a drink as she sat on the recliner. The glass of wine rested in his hand as she took light sips while she watched for a good moment. She crossed her leg while she looked back at them, clearly excited about what she was about to witness.

Twilight stood there, feeling herself being watched, It was one thing when Luke watched her transform, but it felt different when others did. Looking over to Luke, she took a deep breath, trying to relax, as she pretended that Harshwhinny wasn’t even in the room. Letting the warm glow roll over her. Her skin crackled as she transformed, Feeling her skin slowly turning darker. The blue flames consumed her as her eyes changed to red. Her hair became a glowing silver white as her wings expanded, looking more angelic, like a fallen angel.

Then Twilight could feel her horns transform from those like a stag into the crown; as she felt them grow, she winced in pain. It felt rough the way they wrapped around her head. Like thorns as she stood there. Her body turned slicker and more sensual to the sight as the flames died away.

“How's this, Harshwhinny? Do you like my Queen form?” She asked while she felt her heart pounding. Twilight stood there, gripping her hands as she resisted the urge. She looked at Luke; that want and need to overwhelm her as she tried to jump him. Rip his pants off and have her way with him, Not caring that Gracy was in front of her. It wasn’t like she hadn’t seen her fuck Spike before. It probably wouldn’t be the last time. Not now, Not while they had bigger fish to fry.

“Will that satisfy you, boss?” Twilight asked as she found her clothes burning away, standing there naked as the day she was born. Harshwhinny smiled,

“Very much, I swear, I wish I could get you guy’s to write a book. I could imagine how sensual it would be.” She smirked while she got right up, walking over to Twilight.

“Now I’m curious how hungry are you?” her fingers moved around her shoulder as Twilight moaned. The way Harshwhinny swayed her hips. The sensual move while she kept her eye on the two, turning her head. That alluring smile as she licked her lips. The way they moved slowly against her dark lips.

“Please tell me, what do you want.” Harshwhinny moved as she reached down, caressing her breasts, clearly taking control while she looked at the Succubus queen. The way Twilight watched, gulping as she felt filled with sexual desire.

“Oh, like you wouldn’t believe it, Harshwhinny.” Twilight found herself moaning, taking in the cougar's scent. If Harshwhinny was a meal, Twilight could see her as a fine meal, the delicious stake that had taken hours to cook and get rightfully, with a side of wine. She wasn’t a fast food burger, but something aged to perfection.

Twilight found her mouth-watering while she turned back, looking at Spike for a second, almost wishing he would join. She wanted him—she wanted Harshwhinny. Twilight wanted both of them simultaneously; she wanted to feel them against her, moaning as she felt Harshwhinny squeezing her breasts while she looked at him with a sensual want and desire. Her sex felt wet already.

“Spike… She moaned out, feeling Harshwhinny kiss her neck while Harshwhinny smirked,

“Do you hear that, Spike? Your queen wants you. She needs you?” She spoke with that sultry voice as she winked at him.

It seemed that Harshwhinny had something in mind as she slowly slipped her hands down. It's as though she could ignore the lustful heat. Harshwhinny moved down, caressing Twilight’s thighs. Her fingers were slow, teasing, making Twilight moan; Twilight found herself releasing soft bits of pheromones. The way she sweats, feeling herself getting hot, the older woman knowing just how to work.

“Harshwhinny, what are you doing to her?” Spike found himself asking, seeing himself growing harder the bulge in his pants, watching how his boss/Lover was teasing his fiancée

“This, well, I figured I’d hand over my wedding gift, especially if you were off to your parent's house for the wedding. I don’t know if I’ll make it, so I figured I’d give it to you a little early.” She winked as she moved Twilight's head around. The warmth came on as she leaned in, kissing Twilight. Spike watched his jaw drop at such a sight; he’d seen them kiss, hell there was once when Harshwhinny sat on his face, and Twilight was on his dick while they did it, but he was watching them now.

Twilight in her demonic form as she returned the kiss. Somehow it made Spike both jealous and turned on at the same time. He wanted to push his boss out of the way to kiss those delicate lips. He wanted to taste both of them while Harshwhinny smirked, giving him a seductive wink and inviting him over.

Spike found himself pushing against the table, consumed by lust. He didn’t not caring what was in his way. It’s the kind of Lust that Twilight had infected him with as he groaned, feeling consumed by want, a fine meal for Twilight as she found herself overwhelmed and growling to Harshwhinny.

“On your knees.” She commanded, focusing on Harshwhinny as she smirked; the controlling woman who licked her lips excited told what to do muttered,

“Yes, my queen.” She spoke sensually as she dropped down, watching the two of them. Harshwhinny felt a weight off her shoulders, watching the two stand before her as Twilight looked at Spike.

The hunger in her eyes that even Spike knew she would lose at any second. He reached down, undoing his pants as he dropped them in front of the Succubus queen, The way his member bounced, while Twilight watched her hand reaching down and caressing his thigh as she licked her lips.

“If the boss wants to satisfy her workers, we should let her.” She eyed Harshwhinny. Her succulent powers overwhelmed everyone's mind as they felt a lustful hunger that could only match her’s as she looked down at Harshwhinny,

“Now, Suck my future husband's cock.” She moaned out as she leaned over, kissing Spike’s neck. As she watched the older woman nod, looking excited.

Harshwhinny looked over at Spike’s cock, that fat, throbbing member at eye length. She moaned as she moved in, giving a tip a long lick. Swirling her tongue, the way she was told what to do by the dominating woman standing over her. It excited her. She felt no control as she moved to lick the man’s cock, as she moved in closer, while she groaned. Her pussy felt so wet, as she wanted to touch herself.

“Come on now, my Spike’s can’t wait forever. She smirked while watching her and adding more power to her suggestion. Though she wouldn’t need to tell Harshwhinny again, she pushed her mouth down on his shaft, taking the entire thing down. Moaning with an untactful desire as she panted.

Harshwhinny sucked faster; she did this and soon found herself thinking about her ex-husband. The man hadn’t done anything for her. The way he acted was submissive. He just lay around the house at times. Harshwhinny had to admit it, but the man was nothing more than the definition of a gold digger. He didn’t do much for her. If it came to the bedroom, she had to take charge like always. It was one of the reasons she liked Spike; at first, he was submissive, but soon he took the reigns and gave her what she needed.

Heck, for a while during her marriage to the man, she thought she might have been gay. After all, she hadn’t felt satisfied in bed with him for a long time. She never felt more alive. As she moaned, taking Spike’s cock in her mouth and sucking on it eagerly, she couldn’t help but be jealous of the Succubus next to him. Twilight could have Spike anytime she wanted to do what she wanted when they weren’t on the clock.

Harshwhinny had to wait, find the right time, and sneak around. The woman had an image to keep up, and if people found out how much of a hungry slut she could be. Harshwhinny imagined it would cause her troubles in the business-dominated world. But for now, she found herself gagging on his member. She pulled back a hard moan as she jerked Spike’s shaft. Harshwhinny could forget about all the pressure, enjoy herself, and let herself loose.

“So good, but I wanna taste something else.” She growled as she moved in, sucking on his balls,

“Oh, fuck! That!” Spike found himself moaning as he almost stumbled backward. Twilight managed to help out using her wings to keep him from falling back. The way Harshwhinny sucked his balls felt exhilarating as he grunted more.

Twilight moved in as she gave Spike a long kiss, her lips moaning as she pushed in their hips meeting. He felt Harshwhinny's head going right down on his cock, When Twilight said something that caught his attention.

“Harshwhinny, don’t forget to give me attention. I’ve got a neat trick for you.” She smirked while Spike looked over as he saw it. Springing from between her legs was a giant dick sticking out. The more Spike looked at it, and he thought it seemed like a near-carbon copy of his own. He was tempted to jump back but reminded himself Harshwhinny had a mouth full of him in her. So there was a chance he didn’t want to make any sudden moves.

“Well, that's a new t-trick you’ve got there.” Spike found himself saying between a moan, soon feeling Harshwhinny pop his cock out of her mouth as she moaned,

“My, oh my, are you trying to hide something like this away from me now?” Harshwhinny smirked as she leaned in, soon gracing her member with her hot tongue. Though she didn’t leave Spike alone, as she grabbed his member, jerking him, she used her saliva to get him primed and ready. Her tush wiggled in excitement with what might happen.

Harshwhinny moved to suck on Twilight’s dick. She moved down by taking it down like it was nothing as she started bobbing her head. Spike watched, moaning hard as he felt her squeezing his cock. The motions of her soft hands went faster while Spike looked at Twilight. Her demonic form showed off as her crown set itself ablaze as she moaned, looking at the love of her life.

“You’re not planning on using that on me?” Spike joked while Twilight smirked and moved him closer, whispering in his ear.

“Not if you don’t want me to, but if you miss behaving, I’m sure I can punish you.” She smirked as she grunted, “Though I will say I never realized how sensitive you guys had it. Woah, no wonder.” She panted, feeling herself closer to climax already. However, it didn’t stop Twilight from reaching around and groping Spike’s ass. Spike felt something pressing against his butthole. Spike tried pulling back but couldn’t escape Twilight’s grip.

Though Twilight had an idea, she smirked, looking back at the table.

“Alright, Harshwhinny, you want to feel me, want my future hubby to give you a pounding; get on the table right on your back for us.” She smirked as she raised a finger; whatever Harshwhinny was wearing was shot off her flying off as she stood there naked, only in a bra, as she found herself red with embarrassment. Though nodded,

“Yes, my queen.” She muttered, her face turning more as she walked to the coffee table, Her ass shaking as Harshwhinny teased the two and licked her lips as she felt so excited. Spike couldn’t blame her. He was also turned on, while Twilight smirked her seductive smile as she took control of the situation as she told Spike.

“Get on the other side; you’ve got her mouth. Me, I got that ass.”

Spike nodded as he went around one end of the coffee table. Harshwhinny was lying there. Watching him as she let her head hang back as relaxed. She looked with excitement as she opened her mouth. Spike knew what she wanted and was going to give it to her.

His cock pressed against Harshwhinny's lips as she opened her mouth, hungry. Her mouth opened as Spike groaned, finding himself pushing his cock down. Watching the light bulge appear in her throat as he groaned. How she hung her head and this position, he found himself going right into her throat.

“God damn, Harshwhinny, you’ve got a hell of a mouth.” He couldn’t help but give light pumps hearing her moan. Though he watched Twilight get right on the other side. Her hands ripped their boss's legs as she spread them apart. The rough feel as she held onto those legs, Her cock teasing Harshwhinny’s pussy lips as they rubbed against her. Spike could feel Harshwhinny's mouth vibrating around his cock.

Spike could not resist; He began pumping his cock back and forth, matching Twilight’s thrusts as she let out a moan holding onto Harshwhinny as if her life depended on it. The two rocked back and forth, split-roasting her.

Harshwhinny moaned hard as her tongue lapped at Spike’s cock while he thrusts faster, his hips bucked. Even his balls slapped against Harshwhinny's nose as he pushed more quickly.

Twilight, on the other hand, was going wild. She loved every second of it. Spike watched how her breasts bounced as she fucked Harshwhinny with as much pressure as possible. As she moaned out,

“Hooh, yes! Yes yes! This feels so good, Soo, So good!” She moaned, her voice getting louder as she bucked into her, barely pulling her false member out. She jerked in more profoundly, feeling how Harshwhinny squeezed her member unrelenting.

Twilight pounded deep within the businesswoman, her hips bucking back in return as Harshwhinny could feel herself sliding on the smooth coffee table. The papers left on there fell to the floor with no care where they landed.

While Harshwhinny moaned, finding herself, even more turned on her toes, curling from such an experience. Never imagining this would happen as she felt her face pressing against Spike’s member as he fucked her throat. The experience of being split-roasted drove her wild as her muffled screams went off.

Pleasure wrapping around her. Harshwhinny couldn’t help but think that the two were like demons in bed; how they pleasured her spoiled her. In many ways, she imagined that the two had ruined her for other men and women. She found herself wrapping her legs around Twilight’s hips as she bucked around, feeling herself wanting more, moaning more.

Spike couldn’t fight it off. Her mouth felt so good as he found himself calling out,

“Crap, Harshwhinny, I’m going to cum. I hope you saved room for dessert!” He called out, his hand reaching down and grabbing one of her breasts as he found himself unleashing his load into her throat, as he groaned, pushing his member as deep into her throat as he could.

Hot cum spilled into Harshwhinny's throat. Moaning hard, she found herself bucking against Twilight. The way the succubus shecock filled her, The publisher found herself tightening hard around the thick member. As she began cumming. She squirted as she felt herself milking that cock for all it was worth.

Twilight’s face twisted, clearly unable to hold back. The way Harshwhinny squeezed around her as she found herself bellowing out a scream. It was muffled by Spike’s dick in her mouth. Harshwhinny imagined if she hadn’t had something in her mouth, that scream would’ve gotten her a noise complaint from the more nosy neighbors. But she didn’t care. She was lost in orgasmic bliss as she collapsed on the coffee table.

Twilight collapsed onto Harshwhinny, their breasts rubbing against each over, while Spike let his cock slip out of her mouth. Spike landed back on the ground as he took a deep breath.

“Well, I never expected this to happen… I think I can cross split roasting on my sexual bucket list.” He panted, feeling his whole body shaking from what happened. Twilight nodded,

“It was something.” She moaned, feeling the face cock retracting as she pulled herself away from the businesswoman. Who groaned,

“Have to agree.” She moaned while she reached down, her fingers sliding against her pussy. She looked over, seeing some of the stickiness from what Twilight had shot into her.

“What is this stuff?” Harshwhinny asked, her finger shifting around it.

“It's some of Spike’s semen. I’ve had it stored in me.” Twilight moaned as she walked over to the couch, sat back, grabbed one of the glasses of wine, and drank it.

“Wait, my semen? How?” Spike asked for a hot second finding himself not believing it. Harshwhinny was too tired to say much as she laid back, taking long, drawn-out breaths and enjoying the buzz she was experiencing from the fucking.

“It’s how I keep myself from getting pregnant. When you cum in me, I use some of my magic to store it away. A slight trick Succubus did. Don’t worry, and it’s not potent anymore, So It’s pretty much me shooting blanks.” Twilight muttered while she patted the seat, clearly more inviting. Spike sat next to her as she handed him one of the glasses of wine.

Spike nodded, not knowing where to go from there, though a funny thought popped into his head,

“So Harshwhinny, is it possible with our good performance? We can get next week off for the wedding and all that.”

Harshwhinny raised a hand with a light moan as she was drunk from the orgasm.

“I’ll have to examine your work performance, but I’m sure I can do something about it.” She collapsed down at that moment as she rested.

Eventually, she would pull herself off the coffee table, and Spike and Twilight would pull her off to bed, where she had the best sleep in a long time.

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