The Staged Affair

Chapters

Part 1: The Players
Part 2: The Stage
Part 3: The Performance
Part 4: The Intermission
Part 5: The Affair
Part 6: The Encore
Part 7: The Audition
Finale: The Blackout

Part 1: The Players

Author's Note

This is a reimagining of my story Playing Pretend.

I feel I’ve grown a lot as a writer since I released the original story, and it was one of my favorite concepts. Now, it’s getting an overhaul, and I hope y’all enjoy! :twilightsmile:

Part 1: The Players

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Spike stood beside Twilight Sparkle on the steps leading up to the main doors of the Canterlot Palace. On either side of them, tall guards clad in shiny plate armor stood sentry with unwavering, expressionless faces. They’d been waiting for nearly three minutes now, and the dragon was beginning to sweat. Earlier that morning, Celestia had demanded they come to Canterlot as soon as possible. There was a real sense of urgency in her letter, so naturally, they rushed right over.

“My dear Twilight Sparkle and Spike, I require your presence in Canterlot immediately. I cannot tell you everything in this letter alone, but preparations must be made for the arrival of my parents, and your attendance is mandatory.

Yours truly, Princess Celestia”

Spike shifted his weight from one leg to the other, utterly unable to stand still. He glanced over at Twilight. She looked far more calm and collected, but he knew she was just as nervous. She had to be. Neither of them had met the parents of Celestia and Luna, let alone heard of them. There hasn’t been nearly as much time to prepare as he would have liked. He hadn’t even packed formal clothes in the rush to get to Canterlot.

Twilight must have caught him looking, because she looked back with a seemingly forced smile. “It’ll be alright, Spike... It’s just a short meeting, I think...”

Spike shrugged his shoulders. “I’m not so sure, Twilight. The princess didn’t exactly say much in the letter. There’s no telling how long this could take.” In truth, he hoped Twilight was right. He didn’t like being thrust out of the palace with hardly a word of warning.

There was a loud ‘thud’ as the great doors unlatched, and at last, they opened to receive them. Just inside, Princess Celestia was waiting for them with a wide smile on her face and her hands clasped together in front of her. “Twilight... Spike... I’m so pleased to see you here.”

Twilight bowed quickly before her former mentor. “Oh course! We wouldn’t dare miss the opportunity to meet your parents. Are they here yet? Is there anything we can do to help?”

Celestia chuckled and held up a hand to silence her eager protege. “One step at a time, Twilight. They’re not here, but they'll be arriving this evening for dinner. The two of you will be guests of honor. As for your help, you might be useful in the solarium. My father is quite the astronomer, so making the space extra special for him would be doing me a great service.”

Twilight’s eyes lit up at the word ‘solarium’. “You won’t have to worry about a thing, Celestia. We’ll have everything perfect for when he arrives. Won’t we, Spike?”

The dragon struggled not to roll his eyes. As much as he wanted things to go well between the elder princess and her parents, he didn’t like the idea of his time and energy being volunteered for something he didn’t want to do in the first place. He wasn’t sure he even knew what a solarium was, but he followed Twilight inside the palace anyway, certain that he’d find out soon enough.

They didn’t get far, however, because Celestia stopped him by placing a firm hand on his shoulder. “Not so fast... There’s something else we need to discuss in private. Come with me.”

She spoke in a hushed tone that caused chills to run down Spike’s back, and he began to sweat again. “Wha-What? What do you mean?”

Twilight looked uneasy too, but knowing they wouldn’t be able to get anything else out of the princess and her cryptic hints, they shuffled after her. Together, they turned from one corridor to another and climbed an innumerable amount of stairs until they ultimately reached the bed chambers of Princess Celestia. Once inside, she closed the door behind them, clicking the lock.

Twilight was the first to break the silence. “Princess, what’s this about?”

Celestia exhausted a long sigh as she turned to face them, leaning back against the foot of her bed. “Forgive me for the secrecy, but I had to have us alone where we could speak freely. I must confess that there is another reason for my calling you here so suddenly.” Then, her gaze landed on Spike. “I require you most of all, Spike.”

Now that he was invested in whatever problem was causing Celestia so much trouble, Spike was more than willing to help. “What is it? What can I do?”

The elder princess looked as though she was struggling to look directly at him. “This is a bit embarrassing for me to admit, but during my mother’s last visit, we drank perhaps a little too much... I don’t remember every detail, but I do remember boasting about dating a dragon, and she believed me...”

Twilight’s jaw fell noticeably. “Celestia, you aren’t seriously considering-“

She nodded her head. “Yes, Twilight. I’m afraid it’s my only option to save face in front of my mother. She’s already told father, and now they’re both on their way here to meet my...” The princess gritted her teeth as she struggled to get the words out. “... my dragon boyfriend... That’s why I need you, Spike.”

Spike felt uncomfortably hot all of a sudden, but he could see the desperation in her eyes. “So... I’m, like, your pretend date for this evening?”

Celestia shrugged her shoulders as her gaze fell to the floor. “Longer than that, I suspect... My parents might wish to stay a few days, so you’ll have to remain here for the duration of their visit. You know, so they really believe we are a couple.” She looked up, and her eyes met his again. “It is only for a few days, Spike. Then, they’ll never bother me about this again, I swear it. Will you do this for me? Please?”

Spike was speechless. He didn’t know what to expect from Celestia, but it certainly wasn’t that. His eyes darted back and forth between the pleading princess and Twilight until after a moment of mental deliberation, he nodded his head. “Sure, Celestia. I’d be happy to help. You can count me in.”

She looked overjoyed by his response, her grin stretching from ear to ear. “Oh, Spike, that’s wonderful! There are other details I must tend to, but I will send for you here.” Then, she glanced towards Twilight. “Will you accompany me to the solarium?”

Twilight nodded her head. “In a minute, princess. I need a quick word with Spike.”

Celestia approved and excused herself from the room. Twilight waited until the sounds of her footsteps faded down the corridor into silence. Now that he was alone with Twilight, Spike felt very small. “I know what you’re going to say, so don’t. You heard Celestia, Twilight. I have to do this for her. If I don’t, who knows what her parents would think of her?”

The younger princess placed her hands on her hips and looked at him razor sharp eyes. “I get that, Spike. I just don’t want you to get carried away.” Then, a warm smile crossed her lips. “It’s only a pretend date. You’re a nice kid, so I don’t have any doubts you’ll be able to put on a convincing show. Just... remember what I said, okay? Celestia is still the princess, after all.”

Spike nodded his head hurriedly. He understood that all too well, so the last thing he wanted was to do anything that might cause her any offense. Despite that, however he felt a bit excited where before he felt little but malcontent. He’d never really gone on many dates, let alone had a date so important as this one. “Of course, Twi. What’s the worst that can happen?”

***Up Next: The Stage***

Part 2: The Stage

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Part 3: The Performance

Celestia lead Spike with his hand in hers to the dining hall, where her parents were waiting for them. With each step that brought them closer to their destination, the dragon felt a little more nervous. One slip up, one foul, could cost him a lot more than his friendship with the princess. A lot was riding on him giving the best performance he could manage. From the corner of his gaze, he saw the princess’ face. She could have been just as nervous as him, but it was hard to tell.

Finally, they came to a stop outside the doors leading into the dining hall. They were flanked by a guard standing watch on either side. Celestia took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. Then, she turned to face the dragon, and she squeezed his hand a little tighter. “This is it, Spike. My parents are behind these doors...”

Spike swallowed his fear, but his palms were still sweating. “I’m as ready as I’m ever going to be.”

The princess beamed at him. “Very well.” Then, she faced the guards at the door and gave them a nod, signaling for them to open the way. The guards bowed before pulling the unlatching the doors, and the great dining hall opened up before them.

Twilight was already inside, dawning an elegant, purple dress and a tiara on her head, reminiscent any of her old Element of Harmony. Beside her stood two alicorns. Spike felt their power as soon as he stepped into the room. They were ancient and omnipotent.

Spike looked up at Celestia. She looked back at him, offering an encouraging smile and urging him forward. She mouthed the words: “Go on.”. His ears felt hot, but he found a little bravery in her eyes. The dragon stepped forward, leaving the princess’ hand behind, and he bowed before the ancient alicorns. “Lord Anor... Lady Ithil... It’s a pleasure to meet you both.”

He looked up from his kneeling position, hoping to see any approval in their faces, but it was harder to read them than Celestia. Typical.

Celestia stepped past him and opened her arms. “Mother! Father!” She embraced them both, pulling them in close and holding them firmly. “I’ve missed you dearly...” For the moment, her parents looked equally pleased to see their eldest daughter, showing some emotion after all. They hugged her in return, but as the embrace came to an end, she stepped to the side and gesture to the dragon as he got back to his feet. “I’d like you both to meet the dragon Spike, my... boyfriend...”

Spike’s cheeks turned red again. Hearing those words from Celestia’s mouth sounded wrong. He could see the look on Twilight’s face too, like she was resisting the urge to roll her eyes or worse, to tell the truth. He licked his lips nervously and let out a deep sigh before stepping forward with his hand outstretched to meet Anor. “Sir, it’s great to... fi-finally meet you.”

The lord recoiled at his gesture with a shocked look on his face, and Celestia was quick to put herself between them, laughing nervously. “Ha! Forgive him, father. Spike is outgoing and polite. It’s in his nature to greet ponies this way.”

Celestia turned him to face her mother, where he received a much warmer greeting, which wasn’t saying much. Ithil had a smile on her face, at least, if only a little one. The lady of the moon took Spike’s hand and shook it. “Well met indeed, young dragon.” Spike shuddered at the sound of her words. They were gentle, but felt as old as the world itself, and yet Ithil looked as young and beautiful as Celestia. “I must admit, when Celestia first spoke of you and the passion you shared, I did not believe her. I figured you to be a figment of her wild imagination, as did my husband, but I am happy to be proven wrong. I hope you’ll forgive us.”

Spike suddenly felt a little easier, like a weight had been lifted off of his shoulders. Their plan was working, it seemed. “It’s alright, Lady Ithil. No harm, no foul, right?”

Ithil chuckled. “Of course.” Then, she turned to Celestia. “Shall we begin, dear? Your father won’t say it outright, but he’s famished from our journey here.”

Celestia nodded her head. “Yes, mother.” Then, she motioned for the servants standing in the wings to tend to the table that occupied the center of the room. The table was colossal, stretching nearly from one end of the hall to the other. It was likely able to seat dozens of guests, but only the center most portion was occupied this time. On one side sat Anor and Ithil, and across from them sat Spike, Celestia, and Twilight.

Spike watched with intrigue as the servants began placing their meal before them. Even though he lived in a palace with Twilight, this was a new experience. Across the table, past the decorative plants, Ithil smiled warmly at him, but he received a cold stare from Anor. He tried to ignore the alicorn, but even without looking, the dragon could feel his harsh gaze.

The sounds of silverware striking the porcelain plates echoed throughout the hall, adding a sense of discomfort to the already awkward silence. Spike didn’t have an appetite, so he simply poked at his food nervously. He must have been shaking, because under the table, Celestia placed a gentle hand on his leg, and he became still. Her touch brought him some comfort, and he even began to breath a little easier.

Eventually, after what seemed like an eternity, Lady Ithil broke the silence. She set down her utensil and cleared her throat. “Ehem... So, Tia, I must say that your boyfriend is very impressive. Tell me, how did you first meet? Is he from the fire lands?”

Spike and Celestia shared urgent looks as they both scrambled to think of an explication. The one thing they had not rehearsed was a backstory for their relationship. His eyes met Twilight’s but she just shook her head. He realized that he was on his own, but then, he remembered that the truth was more believable than any fiction he could come up with, so that’s what he needed to tell.

“Actually...” Spike gestured to Twilight. “I was hatched from an egg eighteen years ago by Twilight. We grew up together here in Canterlot, so I’ve known Celestia for as long as I can remember.” The words came out so easily, because they were absolutely true. “Falling in love with Celestia was only natural, I guess...”

He looked to his left, at the white princess, and he saw a sparkling look in her eyes. Across the table, Ithil beamed at them and clasped her hands together. “That’s marvelous, Spike. You clearly mean a lot to our daughter.”

Celestia nodded her head slowly. “Yes, mother... He does...”

Her words surprised Spike. She sounded as though she truly meant them. The air in the room felt warmer, and even Anor’s glare had softened. He leaned forward in his seat, setting his eyes directly on Spike. “I sense you mean what you say, dragon, but since our daughter holds such a special place in your heart, does this mean you intend to marry her?”

Twilight, who had been drinking from her glass, spit water across the table, and a coughing fit followed. “S-S-Sorry...”

Spike’s face burned. Celestia too had turned bright red, and she bared her teeth. “Father!”

Ithil jabbed her husband in the side. “Dear, please... That’s not a topic for the table.” She then turned to the embarrassed couple. “Forgive us. You’re in no rush to take such a dramatic step. We know you’ll get married as soon as you’re ready.”

A dramatic step indeed. Spike couldn’t imagine marrying Princess Celestia, even if it was what her parents expected of him. How long could he keep up the act? Then again, would it even be an act at that point? He didn’t have answers. He wasn’t sure if he wanted them either.

***Up Next: The Intermission***

Part 4: The Intermission

Across the hall, on the other side of the table, Celestia talked with her parents in private. Even with his keen hearing, he couldn’t make out what was being said, but he could tell from the smiles that it was a good talk. Spike remained in his seat, unsure of what else to do but look at the food he’d hardly touched. The best he could do was sip gingerly on his water. That was, until a hand tapped on his shoulder from behind.

He spun around to find Twilight standing over him. “Spike... Can I have a word with you?”

The dragon nodded his head, and she sat down beside him. He figured she was head to talk him out of staying, maybe even to break things off with Celestia in a way that wouldn’t offend her parents. Even he could admit that he was way in over his head. They weren’t really dating, but it all felt so real.

Twilight reached out with her hand, placing it on his and giving it a gentle squeeze. “I’m surprised at you. I feared the worst from this scheme of Celestia’s, but you’ve done a great job. You might not be able to tell, but I can see it in Anor and Ithil’s eyes.” An encouraging smile came across her lips. “They seem to like you, truly.”

Spike managed a cheeky grin. “Can you blame them?”

Twilight beamed and punched his shoulder. “Careful, Spike... You’ll hurt yourself, patting your own back like that.” She straightened herself in her seat, and her smile vanished. “I’m going back home. You’ll manage here without me, you and your... girlfriend.” The dragon was surprised. He hadn’t expected her to leave so soon. He also didn’t expect her to have so much faith in him. She leaned in and planted a quick kiss on his cheek. “I’ll see you at home.”

Then, she rose from the table and walked to the other end of the hall to say her goodbyes to the other alicorns, and she was gone.

Celestia came over to the table moments later. She looked perky after talking with her parents. “Twilight told me she was leaving for Ponyville.” She placed her hands on his and held them tightly. “Does this mean you’re staying with me?”

Spike nodded with a smile as he stood up from the table. “Of course, princess... I couldn’t leave you now, could I?”

She quickly pulled him into an embrace, wrapping her arms under his and around his back. He felt warm and fuzzy in her arms, and a tingleing sensation traveled up his spine as her lips brushed tenderly against his ear. “Do not call me ‘princess’, Spike... You’re my boyfriend, my lover, remember?”

Spike felt sheepish. “Right... I’m sorry. Old habits, you know?”

Celestia looked as though she was about to say more, but she was interrupted by the sound of the doors opening at the far end of the hall.

“Mother? Father? What is this?”

Everyone in the room turned to see Princess Luna standing in the doorway, looking bewildered by what she saw. She looked to her parents first. “I wasn’t told you were visiting. What is the meaning of this?”

Lady Ithil stepped forward to greet her younger daughter. “Luna, my dear... Your father and I only came to meet your sister’s boyfriend. It was meant to be a private dinner.”

Luna’s gaze slowly shifted to Spike and Celestia. “Boyfriend?” When her eyes met his, her lips curled into a mischievous smirk. “Now that is interesting...”

It then dawned on Spike that Celestia hadn’t planned on Luna being there. Her sister wasn’t a part of their scheme. One word from her could undo everything.

“Luna!”

The younger princess flinched at her Father’s commanding call.

“This was meant to be a private engagement. You are excused until it’s conclusion.”

Luna looked back and forth between them: her parents, Celestia, and Spike. For a moment, the dragon wondered if she might actually say something to contradict their plan. Celestia looked furious, like she was challenging her little sister to do anything so foolish.

Luckily, the younger princess backed down, bowing slightly towards her parents and turning to the door. “Very well, father...” Her gaze shifted to Spike again, and her eyes met his. She lingered for a moment. Then, she left without a word.

Spike let out a long sigh of relief. The last thing he wanted to see was a titanic conflict between the sisters, but there was something that gave him pause. Sure, Luna had retreated, but why? Whatever the cause, it left him feeling uneasy. It was like Luna knew something he didn’t.

Celestia, on the other hand, looked calm and collected now. She took Spike’s hand in hers and drew him in close. The dragon became aware of her breasts pressing against his arm. He tried to put the thought of her flesh out of his mind, but that was a losing battle. Worse still, Anor and Ithil were approaching.

The ancient mare wore a wide grin on her face, while her husband looked far less enthusiastic. “Celestia, my dear, your father and I owe you an apology. Not only were you telling the truth about your boyfriend being such a handsome dragon, he’s every bit as lovely and charming as you claimed.”

Spike’s heart felt lighter in his chest. They’d done it... They’d actually pulled off what he thought would be an impossible task. “Thank you... Lady Ithil...”

Even more amazing than that, it seemed, was the subtle smile on Anor’s face. Spike didn’t think he was even capable of such a thing. “You surprised me as well, young dragon. Seeing the happiness you bring to our daughter has filled me with confidence in your relationship. I know you’ll be good to her.”

His heart began to feel heavy again, sinking lower in his chest. The words of Anor were kind and genuine, but they stung, because Spike’s ‘relationship’ with Celestia was a lie. Sure, he cared for her, but the idea of him ever really loving the princess and being loved in return was far fetched as a daydream.

Anor turned to his wife. “I’m ready to retire for the night. Let’s go and see Luna before bed.”

Ithil nodded her head and took up his hand. “That’s an excellent idea, dear.” Then, they excused themselves from the hall, followed out by a pair of guards as they left to find their younger daughter.

Once they were done, Spike and Celestia were the only ones that remained in the dining hall. The dragon sighed, relieved that the hardest part was over. “Well, I’m glad that’s done with... What happens now, Cel-“

The princess grabbed his shoulders, and mashed her lips into his, kissing him full on the mouth. He nearly screamed out of the suddenness of it all, but his cries were muffled by the kiss. Several seconds passed before she finally broke away, leaving them both gasping for air.

“Spike...” She breathed deeply, her arms draped over his shoulders and around his back. “Oh, Spike... You were brilliant!”

Still dazed from the sudden attack, he managed a weak nod. “It was no problem, really...”

Celestia rolled her eyes at him. “You’re far too modest for your own good, Spike. My parents truly enjoyed your company. That is no small accomplishment. However, for all of your successes, this is not yet over.”

Spike looked up at her. “Why? What do you mean?”

She smiled sheepishly. “My parents are staying for a few days. That means you’ll have to stay with me too, at least until they return home.”

The dragon wasn’t completely unprepared for that. She’d told him that could be a possibility, but he still hoped it wouldn’t come to that. “Alright... I’m guessing you have a room for me to stay in?”

Celestia laughed aloud, causing Spike to frown. It wasn’t that ridiculous of a question, he thought, but she laughed anyway. “Oh, Spike... You can’t be serious... No... You aren’t staying in a guest room. You’re my boyfriend, remember? You’re my lover.” She looked him directly in the eyes. “You’ll be staying with me, in my room.”

***Up Next: The Affair***

Part 5: The Affair

Spike sat on the edge of the royal-sized bed, unsure of what to do with himself as he kept his hands tucked under his legs. He was afraid to touch anything or let his eyes wander around the room. It was Celestia’s private space, after all.

The princess was nowhere to be seen. He hadn’t shared a word with her since they left the dining hall, which was at least half an hour ago. She’d simply left him with a guard to escort him up to her chambers, then she took off to perform her evening ritual with Princess Luna. Outside the balcony window, Spike could see the sky darken as the orange glow finally faded, giving way to a dark, purple night. Without the sun in the sky, a soft, white glow fell over Canterlot, and the city lit up beautifully.

Not long after that, the door opened, and a weary Celestia entered her room. Afraid that he wasn’t supposed to be sitting where he was, Spike quickly rose to his feet, but the princess waved her hand dismissively. “You’re fine, Spike...” Then, she began to undress in front of him, starting by pulling off her long gloves. “Tell me truthfully, how does that mattress feel? What do you think of it?”

The dragon was puzzled by her question, but he pressed his hand into the soft material, and it was consumed by foam and feathers. “It’s great, very comfortable. It’s fit for a princess.”

Celestia smiled at him. “Naturally...” Then, she placed her hands on the shoulder straps holding up her gown, and she pulled them over her arms, allowing the entire dress to slip off completely, falling to the floor in a neat pile around her ankles. “Answer me this as well... What do you think of... this?”

She gestured to her pale, naked form, and Spike turned bright red. His ears burned as though they were on fire, and he could have sworn a trickle of blood had begun to leak from his snout. The dragon was simply in awe by what he saw, what Celestia showed him shamelessly. She kicked away the dress, causing her naturally large and flawless breasts to bounce in an enticing, memorizing way.

Spike could hardly believe what he saw. He’d seen most of her breasts before, the parts left uncovered by the dress, but seeing the full picture with two bright pink areola and perky nipples caused his heart to soar in his chest. They were the first he’d ever really seen, and like any young man, he became entranced by them. “Ce-Celestia...”

She laughed at his shocked reaction. “Spike, don’t tell me I’ve taken your breath away. Am I really so beautiful that you have no words left?”

The dragon’s gaze fell to her midriff. She was flat, thin, or athletically toned, but she was well built and curvy in all of the right places. Then, his eyes landed on the space between her legs, where a thin veil of hair, matching the same color palette as her mane, covered the entrance to her most sacred place. Spike swallowed hard and nodded his head. He could feel his cock stiffening in his pants already.

Celestia must have known the effect her body was causing, because the grin on her face stretched from ear to ear. “You’re so kind, Spike... so sweet... and so handsome... That's why I need you.”

A gentle shove from the princess pushed him back onto the bed, and she came after him. Spike landed on his back, his arms spread out wide, and Celestia, completely nude, leaped on top of him. She held his hands down with her own and straddled his waist. Just as she was about to dive in for a kiss, however, Spike turned his head. “Wa-Wait! Wait a second... What about your parents? If they found out...”

The look on Celestia’s face, the lust burning in her eyes, frightened him. “My dear Spike... You’re my boyfriend, need i remind you? It’s no business of mother and father when and where my boyfriend and I make love...”

Then, she mashed her lips into his, and her tongue slipped past them and into his mouth. Spike moaned aloud into her mouth, and she moaned into his, occasionally wrapping her lips around his tongue and sucking on his sloppily. While they kissed, her large, heavy breasts pressed against his chest. Spike knew he had to feel them with his own hands. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to touch a mare’s flesh, and he wasn’t about to pass it up.

He freed his hands from her grasp and immediately placed them on her chest mounds, groping her flesh between his fingers. The feel of Celestia’s breasts surprised him. He hadn’t known what to expect, but the moment was just as magical as he always dreamt it would be. They felt extraordinarily soft and squishy, and their shape conformed to the cups of his hands.

“Spike...” The kiss came to a swift end. Both of their faces were drenched in a mixture of their own saliva, and she hissed with bared teeth. “Naughty, naughty, Spike... I knew you couldn’t resist playing with my boobs... Oh, yes! You’re quite good, for a novice...”

Spike didn’t want to simply feel them anymore, however. He needed to know what they tasted like. With the princess hovering over him like a shroud, he pulled her nipples towards his mouth and kissed them, one after the other. The rubbery taste surprised him, but it didn’t put him off in the slightest. His lips closed around her areola while he flicked the nipple with his tongue. He was only imitating what he imagined would be the right thing to do, but regardless of his inexperience, it seemed to be working.

Celestia howled as he suckled on her breasts, tugging at her nipples with his lips as though he was trying to withdraw milk from her sexy udders. “Spike, my love... My body is yours... You can have my boobs... any time you... wish...”

The dragon became a multitasking machine, moving back and forth between her breasts, suckling her nipples and squeezing her fatty flesh. “Yes, princess... I love them...”

He continued suckling her, and as his teeth brushed against her nipple, she let out a sharp gasp. “Oh, Spike! Don’t you dare call me... Ah! pr-princess! I’m not your... Oh! your princess here...” She sat upright, and her breasts rose from his reach. Spike was disappointed, saddened even, until he saw her dismount his waist and shift down the bed. She hooked her thumbs into the belt loops of his pants, and in one swift pull, she stripped him. “Here... in this place... on this bed... I’m your lover!”

Spike watched with wide eyes as his fully erect cock stood at attention before Celestia, and she beamed at him as she took the shaft in her hand. She pursed her lips, and saliva trickled down her chin before dripping onto the head of his member. Then, she began stroking the dragon’s penis, her eyes fixed on his as she looked up at him. “Mmmmm, Spike... You have such a lovely cock... I hope you don’t mind if I help myself... It... smells so good... your sweat... and your musk... I have to taste it...”

Celestia’s jaw fell, and she swallowed Spike’s cock whole, sealing her lips around his shaft at the bast before sucking him like a straw. The new sensation left the dragon’s mind in a blank state. Her mouth was warm and wet around his cock, but he simply couldn’t comprehend the feeling. Her head rose and fell at a steady pace, all the while her half-lidded gaze met his. Then, there were the subtle gagging noises, and the messy sounds as she sloppily sucked on his boyhood.

He was getting close. Even though he didn’t want it to be over, he couldn’t stop the twisting feeling between his legs. “Pr-Cel-Celestia... I’m... Im gonna...”

Her eyes widened, and she stopped in an instant, gasping for air as his cock fell clumsily from her mouth. “No, Spike... My love... It’s far too soon for that...” Celestia crawled back up the bed until she towered over him once again. This time, however, her furry slit brushed up against the tip of Spike’s throbbing cock. “I won’t let you cum so easily... You’ll have to satisfy me first...”

***Up Next: The Encore***

Part 6: The Encore

Celestia fell to the side and landed next to Spike. The larger woman’s legs intertwined with his own, and she caressed his cheek lovingly. “It’s my turn, baby...”

Spike chuckled nervously at his new nickname. He hoped it wouldn’t stick, but then again, he didn’t really care at this point. “Huh? For what?”

She grinned and rolled from her side onto her back, spreading her arms and legs out wide across the surface of the massive bed. Her natural breasts fell to either side, rising hand falling quickly with her heavy breaths. “It’s my turn to feel good. You didn’t touch your food much at dinner, so you must be hungry...” Celestia traced her fingers up the length of her slit. “You’ve done this before, haven't you?”

The dragon shook his head as his wide eyes fell on her puffy, excited clit. He understood what she was asking of him, but he hadn’t done anything like it in his life. “No... Never...”

Celestia looked shocked. “Truly?” She sat upright with her back resting against the headboard behind her, and she took Spike’s hands in hers, pulling him in closer until he nearly sat in her lap. “I knew you were a bit of a novice, but I thought that a charming, lovable dragon like you might have taken a lover at least once. I mean, any one of your attractive friends would be lucky to have you. They’re beautiful mares, all of them.”

Spike shrugged his shoulders. “I’m not the outgoing type...”

That much was true, but there was more to it, more than he’d ever care to admit. Being a lone dragon surrounded by ponies from the moment he hatched took a toll on his self esteem. He knew who and what he was from the very beginning, despite Twilight’s best efforts to help him fit in with the pony way of life.

Celestia frowned, raising her hands to his face and cupping his cheeks. “My dear Spike... You’re treating yourself so unfairly. You have far more to offer than you think, and I can tell you in confidence what your friends really think of you when you’re not around. Rainbow Dash, Applejack, even Pinkie Pie... They all fancy you, you know.”

Spike met her gaze at last. “You... You can’t be serious, Celestia.”

She beamed at him, nodding her head. “I’d never lie to you. Each and every one of them wants you in one way or another. I want you too, however...” The older mare squeezed his cheeks playfully. “Unlike your friends, I actually have you in my bed!”

Then, she pulled him into a hot kiss, and Spike immediately reciprocated the act, pressing his mouth hard into hers as they exchanged saliva back and forth across their mouths. Instinctively, he grabbed her breasts and gave them a hearty squeeze, rubbing his palms against her nipples and molding her flesh. Celestia’s words had filled him with motivation and resolve. Whatever she wanted, he was willing to provide it.

As they kissed, her hands found their way under his shirt, and she began to pull at the cloth, threatening to tear it in half. Not wanting his clothes destroyed, Spike gave Celestia one final ‘smooch’ before dismounting her and pulling his shirt over his head. He balled the fabric and tossed it over the side of the bed, allowing her to see his completely naked form for the first time.

Celestia’s eyes scanned over his body, and she snarled like a jungle predator. “Much to offer indeed...” With her at the head of the bed and Spike sitting at her feet, she opened her legs wide, offering the young dragon unrestricted access to her most sacred place. “Go on, Spike... Just do what feels natural, and the rest will come to you.”

He swallowed hard, never believing he’d ever be in such a position, let alone before one of the rulers of Equestria. With caution, he descended until he was flat on his stomach, and his snout fell to the entrance of Celestia’s vagina. The first thing he noticed, apart from the neatly trimmed bush surrounding her slit, was the aroma of an excited mare. It was a strong smell that filled his mind and derailed any coherent thoughts.

She placed her hands on the back of his head and guided him in until his snout nearly touched her clit. “Spike... please... I’m so wet...”

The princess, his girlfriend, commanded, and Spike was obliged to serve her. He kissed her furry folds, just like he would her lips. He smooched and teased her, opening and closing his mouth repeatedly as though he were making out with it. Spike knew he wasn’t an expert. He’d never claim to be, but he felt he was doing something right, based on Celestia’s reaction to his oral administrations.

She moaned aloud, arching her back as her legs shifted and squirmed. “Mmmmm... Oh, Spike... Yes! Oh, yes... Just like that... Keep... doing... that...”

Celestia grabbed onto the back of his head, nearly bending his green spines as she forced him deeper into the depths of her love hole. Just the pressure exerted from his snout parted her folds, and he began to use his reptilian tongue to its full advantage. He lapped up her fluids, savoring the surprisingly bitter yet salty taste, but more than that, he savored the cries of pleasure coming from the white mare.

“Spike!” She groaned, her finger nails digging into his head. “You’re going to make me... Oh, Spike...”

His tongue flicked against her clit repeatedly, an act which he knew would really drive her over the edge. Celestia’s shrill cry pierced the night as she experienced what seemed to be a powerful orgasm. Spike winced as creamy fluids came squirting from her slit, splashing across his face. He was overjoyed at the results of his first time between a mare’s legs.

Celestia, gasping for air and sweating profusely, looked even more thrilled at his faultless work, but he wasn’t finished with her yet. Driven and undeterred, Spike crawled up the length of her body until the tip of his cock was aimed at the entrance of her quivering marehood. “Oh my... Spike, that... was... Spike?”

Without a word, the dragon kissed her on the lips and simultaneously pushed his red rod into her folds. Spike felt as though a switch had been flipped inside of him. No longer did he doubt himself or his abilities. Celestia had been right, it seemed, as movements came naturally to him. His hips shifted at a steady pace, pumping his shaft in and out of her soiled vagina, already soaked and lubricated by her own cum.

Celestia’s arms wrapped around his back, and her legs locked around his waist. As her finger nails clawed into his skin, the dragon let out a pained ‘hiss’, but he didn’t dare slow down. “Spike... Spike... Spike... Oh, Spike, that’s it... Faster... Faster... Do it, Spike!”

With every thrust, he pushed the length of his cock into her womb, burying the shaft completely before pulling out and thrusting again. Repeatedly, again and again, he pierced her slit and poked at her womb. The inner walls of her birth canal squeezed his shaft, and only by sheer force did they give way.

“Spike...” She breathed heavily, nearly unable to get the words out. “You’re... about... to make... me... cum... again...”

Then, only a moment later, she screamed into the dark as her second orgasm of the night surged through her. The mare’s inner walls came together, hard and fast, squeezing the dragon’s cock just as he pushed into her again. The pressure was too great, and Spike too achieved his climax at last. He groaned as he creamed inside of the princess, ignoring any little thought there might have been of pulling out. There was no time to act, or desire from either of them, as her legs were still locked around his waist, keeping his cock buried inside her womb as he pumped her full of his semen.

Even as his orgasm came to a close, Spike remained hard as stone. His shaft throbbed inside of Celestia’s twitching marehood while a pale cream trickled from the entrance and pooled on the sheets beneath them. “Celestia... Are you alright?”

She was dazed and cross eyed, but the grin on her face stretched from one side to the other. “I’ve never been better...” She mumbled something inaudible as she struggled to find her breath again. Then, she looked up and met his gaze. “Not once... did I believe a virgin... would make me... feel... so... good...”

Spike smiled at her. A virgin he might have been, but no more. He leaned in for a kiss, and Celestia awaited it. However, before their lips connected, a spine-chilling laugh echoed throughout the room.

“Is he that good, sister? Truly?”

***Up Next: The Audition***

Part 7: The Audition

“This is what you needed him so desperately for?” A pair of eyes glowing ice blue appeared in the dark. “You didn’t seriously think that I’d remain ignorant on this little scheme of yours, did you, dear sister?”

Spike remained completely motionless, paralyzed out of fear. Across the room, Princess Luna stood in little but a thin gown with her hands planted firmly on her hips. She looked elegant and simplistically beautiful, like the pale moon in its full phase, and a cold aura emanated from her.

Celestia sat upright and folded her arms across her breasts. “Luna... You’re early...”

The younger princess feigned pity, raising a hand to her chest as a gesture of mock surprise. “Oh, am I interrupting? From what I saw, the two of you seemed to be done. It was fun to watch, especially since you came so quickly, so there cannot possibly be any harm in joining now.”

Celestia glared at her, her eyes narrowing to the sharpness of a razor. “Chose your next words carefully, Luna. Spike is mine, and you’ll never have this opportunity again.”

Luna rolled her eyes. “Oh sure, Tia. Perhaps I’ll tell mother and father that your whole relationship is little more than a scam to right your own ridiculous wrongs.”

Spike stared back and forth at the two sisters, his jaw hanging open in disbelief. Neither seemed to be paying him any attention. “Celestia, what is she talking about? Why is she here?”

The white mare bit her lower lip and averted her gaze, avoiding his own. Instead of a response from her, Luna stepped forward, eventually coming to the edge of the bed with a smug look on her face. “Didn’t she tell you, Spike? Your fake girlfriend promised me a turn in exchange for my cooperation with mother and father. I need only confirm her outlandish stories about the two of you being a loving couple to try you out for myself.”

The dragon stared at Celestia, and she looked back, meeting his eyes at last. “Forgive me, Spike...” She exhausted a tired sigh. “I’d never have asked this of you if I didn’t feel I had to.”

His eyes shifted to Luna, who silently and elegantly traveled around the side of the bed, eventually reaching him. Then, she sat down by his side and draped her arms over his shoulders. “See, Spike? She’s just using you... Why not teach her a lesson she’ll never... forget...”

The younger princess leaned forward until her mouth connected with his. Luna kissed him, full on the lips, and it was in front of Celestia. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see her watching them, her gaze sharpening with each passing moment. Then, his focus returned to Luna when she climbed on top of him, straddling his hips and cupping his face in her hands as the kiss deepened. “Lu-Luna, what are you-“

“Shhhhhh...” The princess pressed a finger to his lips. “Don't spoil the moment. “Now, let me taste that tongue, dragon boy...”

Before he could react, she was on him again, forcing her mouth against his and parting her lips. The next thing he knew, Luna’s tongue was inside his mouth, wrestling his own in an oral battle for supremacy. Unsure of what to do with his hands, he placed them on her sides. She must not have been happy with this, because she took one of his hands in hers and brought it up to her breasts.

Their mouths separated, if only for a brief moment, and hot, heavy breaths filled the space between them. “You shouldn’t be afraid to explore a little... I’ve seen what you can do, so don’t disappoint me.”

Spike cautiously placed his other hand on her breasts, and he gave them both a firm squeeze. They weren’t the same size as Celestia’s, not by a long shot, but they were still more than a handful for the young dragon. They had a great shape in his hands, and even through the fabric that covered it, he felt a sense of enjoyment by feeling up Luna’s chest. With his lips no longer locked with hers, Spike went instead for her neck, and the princess moaned aloud.

“Oh, Spike! That’s... better... Mmmmm! Oh, baby... Yes...” Luna held her arms high above her head, allowing him unrestricted access to feel her breasts in whatever way he saw fit.

Spike could only be satisfied playing with them through her clothes for so long, though. He tugged at her gown in an attempt to disrobe the princess.

She laughed at his clumsy attempts to undress her. “Careful, Spike... Wait, and I’ll do it for you.”

He watched as she grabbed hold of the lacy frills decorating the end of her gown and crossed her arms. In one pull, she lifted the dress up her body and over her head, pulling it off completely before tossing it behind her, over the edge of the bed. Now, Luna sat topless on his hardened cock in nothing but her dark purple underwear. Seeing her naked breasts at last, Spike could fully appreciate them. They were natural, like her sister’s, but they were also well sized according to the size of her body.

Luna beamed at him, placing her hands in her lap and pressing her breasts together so that they formed a perfect cleavage in the center. “Well? Isn’t this what you wanted, Spike? You wanted to see my boobies?” They were so close, and the princess’ laugher only made them more attractive to look at as they bounced and jiggled. “Go on... You can suck on them... I want you to.”

Spike looked into Luna’s eyes. He could see the desperation in her gaze. Then, he stared at her naked breasts, then at Celestia to his left, and what he saw surprised him. Her harsh glare had softened, and she looked longingly at her little sister. He had hoped not to offend her, but it seemed this was no longer the case. The white mare nodded her head, coaxing him onward. “Go on, Spike... It’s alright. I want to see this...”

Celestia might as well have poured coal on the fire that was his arousal. As he turned his attention back to Luna, from the corner of his eyes, he could see his first lover playing with herself while she watched them. With his focus back on the princess’ breasts, he took one in each hand and pinched her perky nipples between his fingers.

Luna cried out. “Mmmmmm... Spike!” She moved her hips back and forth, grinding herself against his cock through her panties. “St-Stop teasing me... and kiss m-m-my boobs already!”

Spike didn’t give her demand a second thought. How could me? He was drawn to her left breast first, leaning in close and latching his lips onto her flesh around the areola. Then, he began sucking on her like a straw, tugging at her nipple with his cheeks while flicking it with his tongue. The other one didn’t go untreated, however. While the dragon suckled her left breast, he played with the other one, squeezing and bouncing it with his free hand, and occasionally pinching her nipple.

Luna reared her head back and howled into the night. “Sister... He’s better than good!”

Eager to please her further, Spike swapped tasks and began suckling her right breasts while he played with the left one. To his left, Celestia was panting as she rammed her fingers into herself, watching him engage in foreplay with her sister.

His cock was twitching with anticipation, and he knew Luna could feel it too. He gave each of her nipples a final ‘smooch’ before stopping, leaving them both sore and red, but before the princess could question him, he flipped her onto her side, and she landed next to him on her back. Dazed and confused, she looked up as he climbed on top of her, mounting her legs with the tip of his shaft pointed directly at her.

From his right, now, Celestia laughed cheekily. “Why the long face, sister? This is exactly what you wanted, isn’t it?” She stroked Spike’s green spines playfully while keeping her eyes fixed on the now helpless princess. “He’s got a lot of speed and stamina, so be prepared for multiple orgasms... if you can handle them...”

***Up Next: The Blackout***

Finale: The Blackout

“Sister, please...” Luna squirmed under Spike’s weight, but his grip on her wrists was too strong as he pinned her against the mattress. “I... I’m not ready for that... I’m not ready...”

Celestia grinned down at her little sister while she stroked Spike’s shaft. “Whether you’re ready or not doesn’t matter now. Our dear dragon is.” She planted a loving kiss on his cheek. “Go on, babe... Give the spoiled princess what she came for.”

Luna fought and squirmed, but with Spike in the way, she couldn’t hope to close her legs. As the tip of his cock pushed into her folds, she let out a muffled scream, kept quiet only by her pursed lips. The head of his engorged penis disappeared inside the younger princess’ slit, and her entire body shook uncontrollably. After the head passed through, the rest of the shaft followed easily, and in no time at all, the entire length of Spike’s cock was sheathed in a tight, unworn womb.

Tears streamed from the corners of Luna’s eyes, and her chest heaved with deep and heavy breaths. Celestia cupped her face in her hands, wiping away her tears. “Shhh... Let it happen, sister... He feels far bigger than he looks, doesn’t he?”

The younger princess managed a weak nod. “Ye-Yes... He’s so... bi-big... I just need to... to get us-used to it... I’ve never taken a... a dragon.”

Celestia scoffed as she fell onto her side next to Luna. “You should consider yourself lucky. He was my first dragon too, and he’s being far more gentle with you than he was with me...” Then, she looked up at Spike, meeting his eyes. “... for now.”

Spike understood, and he began to move his hips forward, pressing his waist into Luna’s until he touched her pelvis with his. Her mouth fell open, but no sound came out. Then, he pulled back until nearly half of his shaft was exposed to the crisp air, made colder by the coating of Luna’s vaginal secretions covering his cock. Needing to feel the warmth of her womb again, the dragon plunged back inside, slamming his waist into hers.

Again and again, he repeated this action. He parted her folds and forced his way deep inside of her sacred place with vigor and ferocity. Luna no longer resisted his entry. She didn’t even squirm. Her head fell limp against the pillow behind her, and her eyes stared up at him. Slowly, her muscles began to loosen, and her legs parted where as before, the were as closed as she could manage in an attempt to stop him.

With each hit, now, as Spike’s cock breached her inner walls and poked at her womb, Luna’s lips opened to let out a subtle moan. “Mmmmm... Oh... Yes...”

Celestia caressed her cheek, drawing Luna’s gaze away from him. “That’s it, sister... Let him fill you up... It feels good, doesn’t it?”

For the first time since they started, the younger princess smiled weakly, and she nodded her head. “Yes, Tia... He’s wo-wonderful...”

From his position above, Spike watched as Celestia pulled Luna into a deep and passionate kiss. Their lips locked together, occasionally parting as moans escaped and their tongues passed saliva from one mouth to the other. The dragon didn’t dare slow down as the sisters kissed in front of him. If anything, he pushed into Luna harder and increased his pace, keeping his rhythm by the sound of his hips slapping against hers and the soaked inner walls of her vagina giving way to his mighty girth.

Luna moaned in sync with his thrusts, but her cries were muffled by Celestia’s mouth on hers. His hits were powerful and consistent, causing her breasts to bounce up and down wildly. While still locked in an intense kiss with her sister, Celestia reached for the younger mare’s breasts and grabbed one with her free hand. The stimulation caused Luna to cry out, but she didn’t protest as Celestia groped her.

The kiss came to a swift end with the elder princess began teasing her nipples, pinching them between her fingers. Seeing his opportunity, Spike moved in forced his lips onto Luna’s while Celestia went for her breasts.

“I’ve dreamt of these for a long time, dear sister.” The elder princess licked her lips as she leaned in closer. “You have such beautiful boobs... I cannot count the times I’ve wanted to do this.” Then, she closed in and planted a kiss on her right nipple. Her lips were followed closely by her tongue as she traced the tip around Luna’s nipple and areola.

Luna couldn’t moan or cry, because her own lips were being assaulted by Spike’s. Her entire body shuddered intensely as another orgasm came over her, her second since the dragon’s penis entered her slit, but he showed no signs of slowing down, nor did he show a hint of mercy.

Celestia swapped back and forth between her sister’s breasts, sucking on one for a few moments before moving over to the other one and repeating. She kissed and sucked on every part of Luna’s breasts from her nipples, to the areola, to the flesh that made up their bountiful shape. Every so often, she’d burry her face in Luna’s cleavage, hungrily licking as much of her chest as she could from her limited position.

Suddenly, Luna jerked her head free from the passionate kiss and let out a sharp gasp. “Sp-Spike! Spike, I'm about to cum... again! I can’t- Ah!” Her legs twitched and buckled as yet another orgasm washed over her like a crashing wave of intensity and pleasure, but Spike was not finished yet.

Luna sobbed now, but across her lips spanned a bright grin. “Sister... He’s masterful... He’s going to... make me... cum... again!”

Celestia came up from her sister’s breasts, planting little kiss along the way as she traveled up her chest, neck, and then her cheek. “My poor Luna... All she wanted was some much needed relief... Is that all? You just needed a big, hard, throbbing dragon cock in your tight womb?”

Luna nodded vigorously as joyous tears streamed down her cheeks. “Yes, sister! Yes! I’ve needed this for so long!” She threw her arms over Spike’s shoulders and locked her fingers together. “I’m so close... I’m so close, Spike... Please, give it to me!”

Spike straightened him self between her legs and plowed into the younger princess with as much force as he could manage. He was beginning to feel dizzy as the strain of constant sex wore him down, but he pressed on, tearing Luna’s inner walls to pieces with each thrust and forcing her to fit him to the point of breaking. The longer he rammed into her, however, the more he came to realize that his dizziness was not from his weariness. A knot began to form in his groin as the spinning of his head intensified. He was just as close to climaxing as she was, if not closer.

“Lu-Luna...” He grunted with each push, trying to get deeper with every thrust of his hips. He didn’t want to simply cum inside of the princess. He wanted to breed her. Some force of nature be never knew before drove him to fill her womb with his semen and impregnate the mare. “I’m... I can’t stop... I-“

With one last push, he buried his cock into Luna, forcing his shaft in as deep as their physical bodies would allow, and he poured his seed into her. His core contracted, and with every push, large spurts of semen fired from the tip of his penis directly into the princess’ womb.

Luna grabbed onto the bedsheets and reared her head back as a loud, satisfied moan escaped her quivering lips. Her legs wrapped around his back, locking him in as he poured load after load of his dragon seed into her love hole. A full minute passed before their orgasms concluded, and Spike fell in a tired heap beside her. Whether they were compatible or not, his natural duty to breed her was done.

Celestia crawled to his other side and nestled under his arm. “How was she, Spike? Are you glad you stayed?” He nodded but was too weak now to form the words. To his right, Luna was snoring softly in his embrace, and to his left, Celestia playfully traced a finger across his chest. “My boyfriend... My sweet, sweet Spike...”

When Spike noticed her movements had stopped, he realized that she too was sound asleep.

His job was done, it seemed. Celestia’s parents were satisfied, as was Luna and Celestia herself. Now that the ordeal was over, Spike realized just how truly exhausted he was. The night seemed more welcoming as a sense of ease came over him, and in no time at all, he was also falling to sleep with princesses at his sides.

***The End?***