Arriving at Carousel Boutique after a round trip train ride to Canterlot for the day, Rarity and Spike just managed to escape from the downpour of rain now pelting the ground with heavy drops of water that had been planned for the night.
They had just come back from a matinee performance and restaurant dinner in Canterlot, and their excitement from rushing for shelter before the planned rainfall had the two giggling as the door closed behind them.
The fashion store proprietor was garbed in a fetching midnight blue ensemble of silken scarf and a mid-length dress that had sleeves cut short to reveal her forearms in the front but remained long in the back, draping down to the ankles of her hind legs.
Her partner for the afternoon and evening was now already as tall as the white unicorn and dressed in a matching midnight blue tuxedo suit with tie sans slacks.
Spike had to admit that Rarity's spectacular talent shown through once again, considering that she only had a night and day since he surprised her with tickets to the show to design and make their matching set.
They had gone on dates before, but mostly things such as having lunch at a cafe or visiting some scenic place like Neighagra Falls and it was only recently that Rarity was unembarrassed to profess that tidbit whenever asked. But compared to the events that the other stallions and would-be suitors would take her to, Spike felt completely outclassed.
And so it had taken him months of part-time jobs and searching for the best venue until he had saved enough bits and found out about a traveling theater company stopping at Canterlot. However strings had to be pulled and favors called in to get a reservation at Cuisine de Cheval, one of Canterlot's premier dining establishments that was open only a few days a year—the last day coinciding with the day of the performance.
They had walked to the upstairs of the boutique where Rarity led them to her bedroom and lit a number of candles—both scented and not—for illumination.
"That was the most memorable time I've ever had, Spike." Rarity turned to face him and said soothingly just moments after the loud roar of a thunderclap outside. The dragon looked over to the white mare and smiled toward the glamoring shimmer of her dress reflecting the flash of lighting from outside. After another crash of thunder settled, she continued amidst the pitter-patter of rain against the windows. "Thank you for taking me to that show, tonight."
"I heard how much you wanted to see that musical, Rarity." Spike shrugged in restrained embarrassment. "I just figured what better way to show you how serious I am than getting tickets for it. You wouldn't believe how crazy a time I had, heheh."
With graceful steps she approached him until they were face to face with one another. Her expression was difficult to read. "Oh, Spike." She sighed with dreamy eyes. "You're simply so precious..." She kissed him softly. Not on the cheek as she usually did but directly on his lips. "So giving and selfless..." She drew closer to him and kissed him a second time. Rarity exhaled heavily, touching his chest with her hoof. "I've been thinking...since that time you confessed to me in front of everypony on my birthday a few weeks ago...first of all, I'd like to say I'm sorry for not answering you then but I think it's time to admit that we can't go on like this any further."
He gulped "N-no, I understand. I-I know that I've been pestering you for a while and what I did sort of came out of nowhere and-" His quick rambling was hushed when she placed her hoof on his lips.
"I've come to realize that mere words won't suffice," Rarity continued, lending a tentative look toward his wide-eyed stare, "That it would only be fitting to reciprocate your intense feelings in kind. However to save us some trouble I shall take the lead. Is...that alright with you?"
Before taking the wrist of her foreleg in his hand he nervously kissed her hoof, surprising the mare and making her shiver from the spontaneity. However he was too preoccupied by his own anxiety to notice her reaction to notice. "R-really?!" Spike's heart skipped a beat and a lump caught in his throat. "Sure thing, Rarity!"
Rarity smirked, relishing the boyish glee in the dragon's eyes while in the back of her mind she was in awe of the greater size of his hand gently holding her hoof, thumb stroking lightly along the softer portions of the pad. His wondrous innocence made her forget for a second that she was much more experienced than him. It was such a warming thing to pretend, but Rarity knew that she had much to teach him. "Close your eyes, Spike."
He did so and just as the faint light of the candles she had lit disappeared behind his eyelids Spike felt her lips press against his, but the soft velvet touch remained. Almost impatiently the tip of her tongue pressed ever forward, forcing itself between his trembling lips to graze along the fronts of his teeth and brush lightly against each and every sharp point, enhancing the danger and excitement as her sweet saliva oozed into his mouth. He involuntarily moaned, accepting her wide probing muscle with his own and entwined his longer narrower tongue around hers.
She moaned in return and the positive feedback loop between the both of them made their breathing heavier and less frequent as both Spike and Rarity focused on the endless wrestling that was taking place.
Spike tilted his head to gain better access into Rarity's mouth, to touch and taste the gums and cheeks and roof of his lover's mouth with his forked tongue. Rarity became more and more obsessed with pressing the flat of her tongue against Spike's sharp teeth, then swirling her tongue around his mouth to scoop out her young Spikey-wikey's saliva to greedily gulp it down as though it were a delicious nectar.
He moaned. She growled.
He winced when she nipped at his bottom lip. It was more from surprise than actual fear that caused Spike to pull away slightly. She gave a husky laugh as his tongue retreated and she gave chase.
Finally after much anticipation, Spike placed his hands atop her shoulders to draw her closer to him, tentatively caressing her withers. Rarity was on the verge of disappointment no longer. Touching her hooves against his wrists, she pulled his hands off of her shoulders, guiding them down the sides of her body, languidly so against her hot form, until they were just inches away from her cutie mark, slipping off her dress along the way.
Her kissing paused from the sheer anxiety. Rarity waited, breath held, then took a sharp inhale as Spike's clawed fingers tightly grasped and pulled on the flesh of her ass. She shuddered and flicked her tail, smiling at the feel of his strong hold and the slight pinch of his nails against her skin.
"Mmmmm...Spike..." Rarity purred, brushing her cheek against his and whispering softly into his ear fin. Nipping at the scaled protrusion, her provocative nibble was answered by Spike grasping tighter with his right hand. But then, the unexpected; not only did his other hand move to tug at her swaying tail at its base but Spike also returned the sentiment and lightly bit her ear with those sharp dragon teeth of his. "Ohhhhhhhh..." She gave a low moan and clenched her eyes tight at all the stimulation, trembling from the light but noticeable orgasm that made her body tremble.
Spike's left hand touched against her growing wetness as his wrist brushed against her hindquarters and the sheer heat of her sex becoming excited made the milking actions of his stroking along her tail all the more delicious.
"Ah, Spike..." She moaned again, softer and pleading this time. Adding confusion to his haze-clouded mind, Spike gave a disappointed pout as Rarity pulled out of his grasp, robbing him of the spicy scent of her sweat coming off of her body. With wobbly, staggered steps, Rarity just barely managed to control her panting self, wanting no more to jump his bones right then and there but she remembered that there was so much more to do. With whatever semblance of rationality lingering in her heightened state of arousal, she sent a come-hither stare to the dragon standing before her, luring him to follow after her as she stepped closer to her bed. She whispered in a low sultry moan, "I want you to do something for me."
From under her bed she magically lifted a beautiful ivory box, its edges trimmed in blueberry-colored gems with pearls and diamonds of equal size that were of several colors and hues interspersed in the pattern. Upon opening the box, the dragon gasped upon seeing a photo of him pinned to the underside of the lid. His eyes trailed downward from the hinge that connected the top to the base of the box to the interior and gasped even louder when he recognized the unmistakable sight of a dildo.
Just a few years ago Spike would never had been able to understand such an object or its use. But puberty had a strange effect that drove him to read more and more about the physical aspects of romance that he would have found icky as a baby dragon. Now that he was older, there was no way he could mistake what the object shown to him was as well as its purpose.
Rather than immediately use her magic, Rarity bent down to pick the dildo out of the box with her mouth, stretching out her tongue before enveloping the shaft between her lips. With a slow, purposeful grace her gait took on a seemingly hypnotizing dance that required a sway of her hips and gyration of her barrel that drew him to follow her. Once atop the bed Rarity enveloped her horn in a blue hue and brought the phallic object—reflecting her magic's light from a sheen of her saliva covering it—to float near her face,. The look in her eyes was the most alluring he'd ever seen it, going far beyond the pony's usual mischief of using her natural beauty to manipulate favors from males.
The interspersing patter of raindrops against the windows went silent as her velvet-like voice reach his ears. "I want you to watch me, Spike." She said with a quivering excitement in her words. "Let me show you how much my feelings for you have grown. I want you to see me as a mare that desires every part of you, just as much as you do me."
Imbued by the glow of her magic, the dildo—about as long as Spike's forearm—was brought closer still to her face. In her eyes and demeanor Rarity was looking famished and desperate to taste the object with her tongue wiggling between parted her lips until it finally touched the artificial phallus. Making loud, exaggerated slurping sounds, Rarity basted the rigid plastic cock ever more in her saliva using her tongue and kissed the shaft every so often, catching a glance of Spike as she did so. Her lips upturned into a saucy smile when she dragged her tongue from the base to the tip in a single stroke then flicked quickly at the head while dipping it into the moist cavern of her mouth and pulling it back out with a very audible pop for Spike to hear.
Her small flicks turned into slower, longer laps and twirls and he gulped as she did her best to catch the beads of drool that ran down the dildo's shaft with her tongue.
Every lick made Spike feel jealous. Hearing every slurp made him yearn that he was in that piece of plastic's place. Seeing the burning passion in her eyes looking at him made it all the more difficult to hold himself back from pinning her to the floor and ravaging the white-coated unicorn right then and there.
"When you...confessed to me..." She began to say distractedly, her breath unsteady in-between slurps and licks, "...I was so embarrassed, Spike...in front of my family and all of our friends...mmmm..."
Her soft moans and increasingly labored breathing were enchanting notes of music in his ears, calling to him like some pied piper leading him to some unknown pasture. His eyes followed as the dildo floated lower, away from her face and making a wet drool trail along her pristine white coat along her chest to her stomach and finally in that ever tempting area between her haunches where a most spicy fragrance wafted into his nostrils.
"Ah!" She sighed and rolled her head from side to side on her shoulders. The dildo's tip touched and prodded gently out of Spike's immediate view. "I...started to imagine what it would be like..." Rarity said in a sigh. For a moment she brought the dildo back up to sample a taste of herself with a flick of her tongue upon the wet tip. Spike gulped, noticing only now the design of the dildo's head was not flared like that of a stallion's but of another kind of creature entirely.
"What would?" He asked with bated breath, now increasingly restless as he realized the familiar shape of the dildo's head as being similar to his own member as it was brought down out of view once more. He gulped again, his attention stolen by her luxuriously purple tail flicking to the side at the sound of his question.
Watching her shift her body to arch her back Rarity proclaimed in a raspy moan, "Having your children..." Spike felt the air leave his lungs. In some deep, primal part of his mind he hoped that it would be taken along with her deep intake of breath. "...ohhh...mmmm...the more I thought I about it, the more children I dreamed we'd have together...ohhhhh..." The soft slicks of wetness seemed to grow not only louder but faster as well.
Unable to fight off his curiosity Spike leaned to his left to find out where the dildo's end had disappeared and gasped in awe at the sight he discovered between her hind legs.
Her white coat was heavily matted in fluids and sweat, glistening and beautiful where they parted to reveal the puffy swell of her lips that hugged and pulled at the object pushed between them over and over in slightly twisting strokes.
Schlick. Schlick. Schlick.
Timed with her deep, throaty breaths the dildo penetrated her. Pierced her. Touched deep within her.
"Yes, Spike." She moaned, "Please keep watching me...keep watch...ing....unnnnnnghh!" Her thighs shivered, the dildo was tightly squeezed. The large puffy petals that hugged the dildo held on as it was withdrawn from her, giving Spike pause from the sight of her moist lower lips that beckoned to be tasted, making him salivate when he heard her speak again. "Alright...now that it's properly lubricated I want you to turn around, Spike. It's your turn."
"Huh?" He blinked, "My turn for what?" His eyes glanced up to her face to see a look of hunger as she licked her lips. Sitting up she ignored his question and with impatience bleeding into her voice she said in a sterner tone. "Come along now dear, I haven't got all day!"
He took a step back and felt more uneasy with each passing second. "...w-why?"
She stood up and closed the distance between them so that he could feel the intense body heat radiating from her sweaty form. "Because I want to give you all of my love, Spike. I want to tear down the petty walls society has erected between us and become one with you."
"You mean like how I'm a dragon...and you're a pony?" He asked aloud with heavy arousal present in his confusion.
"Oh, it's much more than that, Spike. So much more!" As she went on to plant kiss after kiss all over his face and neck then the nape along his spine, Spike couldn't help to feel somewhat overwhelmed. He shrugged as she magically disrobed him of the dinner jacket and dress shirt, while untying the bow himself and letting it flutter to the floor as the rest of his clothes joined it in a pile.
"Well, um...th-that sounds great and all, but...oh wow..." he twitched involuntarily when the edge of her ever-frequent nipping teeth brushed just under his jaw line from behind "Wh, shouldn't I be the one to-"
"That's nonsense." She scorned while resting her head atop his shoulder. "Don't let society dictate our love." Pausing to plant a light kiss on his neck, Rarity touched her hoof against Spike's chin to have him look at her. Her heart fluttered when his green eyes came into her view and she nearly came in excitement right then and there. Wearing a smile to disguise that the unicorn took a deep breath to both continue on her train of thought as well as capture the rugged smell of the dragon's perspiration. "We should be free to challenge what everypony says we can and cannot do. Love isn't a science! It's an art! And you know how an artiste such as I strives for the avant-garde...to be on the forefront in all of my endeavors!"
While most of his attention was stolen by her ravishing beauty, the words and tone that Rarity spoke seemed somehow off. "I...guess...?"
"Aha!" She chirped happily and kissed his right ear fin, Drawing her hoof away, Spike was made to look ahead once more as Rarity started to draw her forelegs all over his body and her chest against his back as though trying to coat him with her sweat. "You understand me so well! Why did I ever overlook you for so long? Mmmmm, I've been so foolish, but...I'm determined to make up for my mistakes. Are you ready, Spikey-wikey?" A soft glow made his eyes dart over to the box where a sort of harness floated over his head but he paid no immediate mind. Her smell and constant ministrations were just too intoxicating and distracting as to make it impossible to quickly focus his thoughts. For a moment she seemed to have lifted herself off him but remained close.
It was then it dawned that the dildo had disappeared from his sight as Rarity remained behind him.
About to turn around he felt her brush herself against his back, continuing to kiss and nip at his shoulder as her hoof reached around and lightly stroked his stomach. "Uh...n-no...? Um, to be honest...I think I've changed my mind about this..." before he could finish, Rarity's forelegs wrapped around him and hugged him as tightly as possible. His chest had since grown much wider as his shoulders grew to broaden his frame, nonetheless despite being unable to touch her hooves together Rarity managed to hold the dragon completely immobile long enough for her single heavy thrust to make Spike scream out, "wh-OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLE!!!!
It wasn't painful at first. In fact Spike felt numb for a few seconds and was unable to breath for a few seconds more. "...Ah?" His breath escaped him and the only thought in his mind was that he felt "full." Not even the growing soreness in the pit of his stomach overcame that sensation of "fullness."
Spike was paralyzed from the shock of it all and was not even capable of blinking.
Taking shallow, shaky gasps, the young dragon's eyes were unfocused; mind obscured by fog. He felt Rarity lean into him even more, keeping her forelegs wrapped around his body and her cheek pressed against his back. Her lips began leaving a trail of kisses from one shoulder to another and back again. As his legs trembled and grew numb, Spike never felt so conflicted about feeling her embrace him like she was doing now.
"Your back's gotten so much wider, Spike." She noted in dreamy awe. "Your shoulders are so broad as well."
His stomach tensed as she pressed herself forward, deeper into him, taking care to be as slow as possible.
Spike shivered, grasping Rarity's hooves wrapped around his body as though he would fly off as the hard intruder burrowed within him began to slowly withdraw. Using the long reach of his arms his blind grasping continued until he felt what seemed to be a harness where Rarity's flanks were.
"Oooh, you're so eager!" She misinterpreted his flailing movements and pushed herself even farther into him, scraping against sensitive nerves in the midst of fully sheathing herself.
Spike whined and buckled forward until he was leaning onto the edge of the bed. His mind was in a panic and he was desperate to escape but his ongoing shock was still too hard to overcome. "Ge-...get off..." The dragon barely managed a whisper.
Seemingly ignorant to his pleading, Rarity adjusted herself and placed her weight onto her hind legs and ground her hips with more ease in this position, leaning just barely atop Spike's form with her forelegs for balance.
Spike's toes curled up as her passionate thrusts increased in speed and force. "Urgh!" Spike groaned, his heart racing and tears of pain and embarrassment streaming down his face. As she withdrew again he attempted to shake her off but upon putting weight into his shivering knees the burning unwanted pleasure shot up his spine and caused Spike to twitch and arch his spine, pushing himself against one of Rarity's thrusts.
"Hmmmm!" Rarity moaned, able to hilt herself now as Spike was less and less able to deny the effect of the stimulation was having. His penis had emerged and grew rigid, shaking and swinging about from the tumult of Rarity's heavy movements wracking his body. Precum leaked as electricity and fire ran up his spine and turned his thoughts to mush.
Spike was aghast at how sensitive he was. His vision was so blurry, his body feeling so hot as Rarity pushed herself into him again and again. He tried to his utmost to hold back any sort of sign that he felt pleasure in her assault, panting with a weakening resolve to restrain his moans. He felt the smooth bulb of the head drive against his inner walls, jabbing and grinding and eliciting roiling waves of pleasure, contrasting the pangs of sharp pain from the unnatural stretching of his anus just barely mitigated by the frothing mix of Rarity's fluids and his own juices.
Spike growled and grunted. "Oh...oh no please...I don't want to...n-not like this!!" He groaned out, almost whining, at the edge of a whimper. His mind was desperately in denial at the meaning of the intense heat growing and turning over in the pit of his stomach and pressured to explode out of him.
"Don't be afraid!" Rarity gasped, "Mmmmm...let it out, Spike. Let it all out! Don't hold back!"
Using her long neck she reached under his arm and around his waist and began to suck and lick on his throbbing penis, which was on the verge of exploding without haven been directly touched at all until just this moment.
Her hips continued to rock back and forth, moving the dildo to and fro in a haphazard manner as her full attention continually changed between thrusting and sucking.
Sensing that he was nearing his peak from the salty dribble of his precum on her taste buds, Rarity quickly unfastened herself from the harness and rushed over to Spike's front, hurriedly spearing herself onto him. "Nnnnnh!" She squealed as her horn remained aglow all the while. Using her magic Rarity continued to piston the dildo to continue ravaging Spike from behind while milking his trembling cock with her gyrations and flexing muscles.
Thrust. Thrust.
"Aghhhhhh..."
Schlick. Schlick.
"Yes!"
Thrust. Schlick. Thrust.
"Ah! Ahhhh!"
Schlick. Thrust. Schlick.
"Yes Spike, release it all into me!
Thrust-thrust-thrust-thrust.
"Ugh...Aghhhhhhh!"
Schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick.
"Ohhhhhhh, OHHHHHHHHHH, SPIKE! I WANT YOUR BABIES!!"
"AGHHHHHHHH!!"
Finally, against his wishes he came. His stomach tightened and arms and legs shook as he climaxed beyond his widest dreams. Spurting more and more than he ever thought possible.
With every shot of cum he groaned. With every shot of cum Rarity yowled at the top of her lungs, feeling his jets of heat coat her insides and was soon spilling his excesses onto her floor, making a puddle of their mutual fluids.
At the onset of fatigue weighing him down, his arms buckled and Spike fell face first to the floor, or at least he would have if Rarity hadn't caught him with her magic. She floated the both of them onto her bed and rested his head onto the pillow so that they were quite close when he was gently placed down.
The storm had since ended and the clear pale moon light filtered into the bedroom through the parting clouds being moved by the late-night Weather Team, casting its glow onto Ponyville as it had over the rest of Equestria that night.
Rarity waited until she had scooted up and nestled against his body and rested her head on a pillow as well before speaking. "Mmmmm, that was so exhilarating, Spike. Everypony else that I dated balked and ran away whenever I wanted to try this with them...I'm such a fool for not realizing until now that I'm at my best and happiest whenever I'm with you!"
"Uh...huh...?" Spike mumbled out, haggard and confused still as to what happened.
"I'm going to get you some ice, sweety. I'm sure you'll be getting very sore in a few moments. Oh, you make me so happy, Spike my love! I was thinking Lavender for our first daughter, so you should think of something for our first son. When I come back we can get started over some more names together, alright?" She gave him a peck on the cheek and tittered happily, then walked away with a hop in her gait.
"...huh...?" Spike gasped out, his mind blank and white hot from the wretchedness of his orgasm.
His heart quivered at the thought that...
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Author's Note
I needed a change of pace from all the dark and gloomy of DSP and its bastard child. I wasn't getting anywhere with the next Studies chapter I've been meaning to release, so this came about.
The alternate title to this was "Diamond in the Butt" and the chapter was called "What What". Seriously, the fuck's wrong with me?
There's a "happy ending," by the by:
You can find the source and other pics like this here but know that I simply swiped a pic and what I wrote (other than Lavender's name) is unaffiliated with Carni's fanon. Don't forget to check out Carni's other stuff.
Edited: 12/19/12
