Imagine a Drink with Dragons
Rarity didn’t know if she could go through with her plan. And she honestly didn’t know if she should. But every time she thought about it, one thing kept coming back to the forefront: Twilight had said it was amazing. The girl practically drooled all over the table when they were talking about it. Of course, there were regrets, small as they were. She did raise him up from a hatchling.
But Rarity did not have that to hold her back. And Applejack had been far too busy to help her out lately. A girl has needs, you know. And she was sure Applejack wouldn’t mind. They weren’t an official couple, after all. They simply…helped each other, as it were. And she currently needed a lot of help. She shook her head and took another sip of her tea. Her nethers were starting to quiver with her thoughts.
Of course there were safety measures that would be needed. She would need to learn that Stone Skin spell that Twilight offered. And she might possibly need to enchant her bedroom to make it fireproof. Just in case. And then there was the matter of the punch. She had no idea what ingredients were needed. Or even if she could make the punch, for that matter. It was definitely something that she would need to discuss with Pinkie Pie.
And she would take every single step needed to make it happen. Why, she wouldn’t be Rarity if she shied away from the idea just because it had so many pieces that needed to come together. So, not only would she do them all, but she would do them with her utmost care and attention. Like all of her creations, Rarity would make it absolutely stunning.
****
Rarity knocked on the open door as she entered the library, “Hello? Twilight?”
Twilight poked her head out from behind a pile of books on her desk, “Hey Rarity. What’s up?” Twilight gave her friend a smile as the rest of her body emerged.
“Well, I’ve just been thinking about the talk we had the other day.” She took a breath, “About Spike.”
Twilight stared at her friend, confused. Slowly her eyes widened and her mouth formed a small o as she realized what Rarity was talking about. “Right. Um…are you really thinking about it?”
Rarity replied with a small pout, “Well, Applejack, as dear as she is to me, has been far too busy to help me. Celestia knows, that farm is a lot of work. And I’m a rather busy pony now, too. Three boutiques can’t run entirely on their own, no matter how skilled the help is. Plus I’m still working on my new fall line. Admittedly, it helps a bit. I do so love getting lost in my creativity.” a smile crossed her lips with the thought, quickly turning back into her small pout, “But when the flow stops, these…urges just come back with a…a vengeance that I can’t quite aptly describe.”
Twilight nodded, “I think I know what you’re talking about, Rarity. I’ve actually had to,” Twilight looked around, shut the library doors with a flick of magic, and shrouded herself and her friend in a soundproof bubble, “I’ve had to get myself some toys. Like you, when I’m done with a day of studying or practice, or especially court duties, I have to take care of myself. I was never like this before that night,” Twilight shuddered both in revulsion and pleasure as she recalled the night, “But it hasn’t really affected my day-to-day routine, so I’m not too worried about it. Besides, I’ve been enjoying myself.” Twilight had a big smile when she finished and Rarity had to admit, it was making her smile too.
“I suppose I could try these…um…toys. Yes? They might be a better idea, honestly.”
“It’s certainly worth trying. I mean, I love you and I love Spike, and I really don’t mind you wanting to try, but it does…complicate things. We actually needed a bit of therapy to get back to a semblance of normal. I still care for him deeply, but reconciling the pure carnality of our encounter with my love for him as a little brother….let’s just say it’s something I never want to go through again.”
“I couldn’t even imagine. I mean, yes, I’ve known him for a long time. Since he was a baby, technically, but he’s grown so much. And I so desparately need to feel somepony else touch me…” Rarity trailed off as her legs once more began to tremble.
“Here,” Twilight flashed a small piece of paper in front of Rarity, “This is the address for the store in Canterlot where I made my purchase. Just let them know I sent you for their professionalism and discretion. They’ll take care of you.”
Rarity took the piece of paper and hugged her friend, “Thank you Twilight. You really are the best of friends.”
“Well, heh, Princess of Friendship and all that.”
Rarity chuckled at the false pride and gave her another hug. Twilight dropped the isolation spell and opened the library doors once more. Rarity waved and made her way to the exit. She had to be going to Canterlot in the morning, so it’s not like a trip to this store was out of her way at all. She was excited to try this new strategy. It just might work.
****
She smelled his sex. It made her own release a few drops down her thighs. Spike stood in front of her, fully exposed. Fully erect with beads forming on the tip and then sliding down the bottom of his shaft. He walked up to her with that look in his eyes. She opened her mouth and guided his member in. It was sweet and savory. His groans of pleasure guided her ministrations. She alternated between sucking his tip and lapping her tongue around his shaft. His scent was so potent, she almost didn’t realize when some pony else was crawling under her. She pulled her muzzle off of Spike’s member to see Spike’s eyes between her forehooves.
She bent down and gave him a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together to the unheard rhythm. After breaking the kiss, Rarity brought her mouth back up to Spike’s member and gobbled it down, causing a loud grunt from the dragon. Rarity then froze with the tip of his penis tickling her throat. Spike had gripped her haunches from the floor and was teasing her labia with the tip of his penis. She felt him swirling it around and mixing his pre with her own fluids. It felt amazing. She could barely stay on her own hooves.
Spike began pumping in and out of her muzzle, as if to remind her that he was still there. She resumed with her tongue and throat, gently massaging his penis from base to tip. She groaned onto the penis in her mouth as she felt Floor Spike begin to lube up her sphincter with her own juices. Alternating between her labia and anus, Rarity could hardly stand it. She tried pushing herself back onto his cock, but he always kept it just far enough away.
Spike grabbed her head and held her still as he began slowly inching his shaft down her throat until her nose was securely against his pelvis. Looking up at him, she saw him give a nod to someone else. Some pony was behind her. Now, instead of alternating, she felt two penises. Floor Spike continued mercilessly teasing her labia with the occasional swipe through her slit to gather more of her vaginal fluids. And another penis, slicker than the other two, began teasing her rear entrance. Circling, pressing just enough to threaten, but never entering. With the first Spike holding her head to his pelvis, she couldn’t even attempt to press herself back. She felt like she was going to explode, yet she couldn’t.
“Rarity!”
Rarity jumped up and out of bed in a panic. She scanned her room frantically until she saw little Sweetie Belle in her doorway.
“Finally! I’ve been calling you for fifteen minutes. You gotta get up and go to Canterlot this morning, don’t you?”
Rarity took a few deep breaths, trying to slow down her heart. “Yes. I do. Thank you for getting me up, Sweetie Belle.”
“You’re welcome. Though I hope you have time for a bath. You smell a little.” Sweetie Belle turned and trotted out of the room.
Rarity noticed it too. She made another more deliberate assertation of the smell. Her eyes grew wide. It was her smell of sex. She glanced at her bed sheets and noticed the fair sized damp spot where her rump had been. She had been dreaming. Or was it a nightmare? Her aching need made it really hard to decide. With a glance at the clock, she squeaked and ran to the shower. A quick rinse should be good.
****
The train ride was bumpier than the last time she had ridden. Or perhaps it was just her extra layers that were the issue. She had decided to put on one of her estrus outfits, just to be safe. She really didn’t want to give anypony the wrong idea if she couldn’t calm her nethers down. But with every bump came another rub. Not enough to do anything, really, but just enough to remind her of her frustrations.
Thankfully the car she was in was empty. She had managed to catch the early train, even with her impromptu shower. She would have no problem if it had been crowded, of course, but time to oneself to calm nerves and prepare mentally for the day was always a nice thing. Now, if only she could do something about these bumps.
When she got off the train, she started a brisk trot, hoping that the little bit of exercise would help move her blood elsewhere. After a couple minutes, she was beginning to perspire slightly, which was not her favorite thing, but it was helping. Thank Celestia. It also got her to her boutique just a bit ahead of schedule, which allowed her to freshen up just a bit before attending to further business. Why, she might continue this in the future. A little bit of exercise had done her wonders.
Her day was full of helping with inventory, going over numbers, and catching up with Sassy, of course. Rarity had the highest respect for Sassy Saddles and her mind for business. Much better than her own, she had to admit. And ever since that initial fiasco, Sassy had brilliantly incorporated Rarity’s creativity into her business model. Yes, Sassy needed a bit more structure than some, but the compromise they had reached helped them both grow, which is one of the best things in life. Isn’t it?
The day ended and they said their goodbyes. Rarity checked the address Twilight had given her and quickly made her way over. It wasn’t too far from her boutique, actually. As she approached, the door opened and a familiar pony stepped out.
“Ah, Miss Rarity!” Prince Blueblood seemed…happy to see her. His face quickly became more somber, “I must apologize. I know it’s been at least three years, but it’s been eating at me for a long time. I was a complete ass to you at the Grand Galloping Gala. Please forgive me.” He bowed, his snout nearly touching the ground. Rarity was completely speechless. Honestly, she had nearly forgotten about him.
“Oh, you are forgiven, Your Grace. I didn’t exactly act the best at the Gala either. It’s probably safe to say we’ve both grown since then, yes?”
“Oh, most certainly.” He raised his head and gave her his best smile. “I hope to run into you again. This has been most pleasant.”
Rarity nodded, “It has, indeed.”
Prince Blueblood stepped aside and held the door, “Farewell, Lady Rarity.”
Rarity felt herself blush, despite herself, “Thank you. And farewell to you, Your Grace.”
With another small bow, he was off and Rarity was left in the doorway. She turned and went up to the front counter.
****
Once home, Rarity made sure Sweetie was out with her friends. She made sure all the doors and windows were locked. She made sure all the curtains were pulled. She then double and triple checked everything.
Once she was certain she would not be interrupted, she made her way back to her room and closed the door. She regarded the bag she had placed on her bed. There were no markings on it. It was just a simple blue paper bag. No pony would possibly suspect what was inside.
Rarity removed her dress and hung it up on her airing rack. The remaining sweat on her body quickly evaporated in her cool room, sending a chill down her spine. She considered briefly that she might take a bath. But her mind was beginning to consider the possibilities of her purchase. It was also remembering Blueblood and how kind he had been. And her dream was still poking at her, as it had been all day. She quickly decided that a shower could wait. Besides, she hadn’t changed her sheets yet.
She crawled into her bed. Her scent was still there. It made her feel just a little dirty, but she had a need to take care of. She opened her bag and pulled out her singular purchase. It was just a small personal vibrator. The sales pony at the shop had assured her that it would be enough, as she hadn’t had much experience. Now that she was in her room looking at it, she wasn’t so sure. The small, oblong shape didn’t look like it could do much for her.
She touched the small pink crystal on the end and it started a soft buzzing in her hoof. No instructions were given, other than that, but how hard could it be? Sure, she’d never used one before, but it’s not like she didn’t have any experience. She and Applejack had been helping each other out, after all. She picked up the small vibrator in her magic and tested her control of it. The vibrations made it just slightly more difficult to maintain a field around, but she soon got the hang of it. Rarity turned onto her back, fluffing her pillows behind her. Slowly, tentatively, she brought the object down to her waiting sex. The anticipation alone had started her juices flowing.
When she touched it to her flesh, her entire body exploded into tingles. Rarity shuddered and slowly, gently caressed her flesh just as Spike had done in her dream. It was almost as good. After a minute or so, she realized that her toy wasn’t slick like her dream. After a brief hesitation, she swiped it through her lips, brushing her clit in the process. Her body heaved and she nearly dropped her toy. She chuckled to herself. It was just about as awkward as her first time with Applejack. It was a fond memory. But tonight, she was here to cum and she knew what she wanted.
She placed the vibrator at her lips, once more, slowly pushing it in her folds. The feeling was exquisite. After a few seconds, she had it fully inside. She could feel the vibrations reverberating through her body, She clenched her walls as best she could to feel every inch of the vibrator. She then began sliding the vibrator back and forth. She slid it all the way up to her cervix, enjoying the sensation of tickling her innermost sanctum. She slid it nearly all the way out, stimulating her g-spot and her clit nearly simultaneously. She could probably make herself cum super fast if she left it there.
But she wanted more than that. She relaxed further into her pillows. She took a deep breath, smelling her own sex. Rarity began to imagine it was Spike’s. That simple thought caused a small moan to escape her lips as she continued with her toy. She imagined the toy was his penis sliding in and out of her. She imagined his cock in her mouth, her tongue hanging out of her mouth to taste the imaginary member. She imagined his cock pressing against her tight anus, pressing her rump into her bed in an attempt to simulate it.
Biting her lip, Rarity brought her hoof down to her clit and began rubbing. She was losing control and she loved it. She let her moans escape freely as she worked her vibrator and her hoof. The vision of Spike having his way with her kept pushing her further and further.
“Yes, Spike. Buck me. Buck me. Use me, Spike. YES! AH! YEEEEeeEEESSS!”
Her body left her, devolving into uncontrolled spasms of pure bliss. She lost hold of the vibrator and felt her walls squeezing it ever deeper, causing her orgasm to intensify with every contraction. Finally it stopped, and Rarity lay there in her bed, completely drained and out of breath. All she could do was lay there panting as she felt the vibrator slowly vibrate it’s way out of her vagina. It felt so amazing and intimate. It kissed her clit one last time on it’s way out causing her whole body to shudder in another minigasm. Finally, it was there on the bed sending small vibrations into her rump.
As she caught her breath, her mind also began to clear. Soon, she was chuckling to herself, “Oh Rarity. What made you think doing this with Spike was a good idea? Of course, imagining him is perfectly fine…”
A loud knock on the door startled Rarity back to reality. It was downstairs at the main door, so it was just a visitor. Rarity glanced at the time. By Celestia, it had only been 20 minutes since she got to her room. She jumped out of her bed and began a quick clean up. She turned off her vibrator and threw it into her nightstand. She pulled all her bedding off of her bed and stuffed it into the laundry hamper. She ran a hoof through her mane and spritzed her favorite perfume.
Another knock and Rarity was already heading down the stairs, hoping her visitor wouldn’t catch any of her smells. At the bottom, she heard Applejack call out, “Rarity, are you in there? I need to talk to you.”
Relief washed over her. Applejack was somepony that would definitely recognize her smell, but hopefully she wouldn’t mind. She opened her door, batted her eyelashes, and addressed her friend, “Hello, darling. How have you been?”
Author's Note
This story takes place somewhere between Don’t Drink with Dragons and Please Drink with Dragons.
