Spike sighed, seeing that he was home. All be it with a set of guests as he got out and pulled his luggage out of the trunk. He looked over towards the older house. Not the most important place in the world. Sure it didn’t have two floors or even an oversized garage. It had three small bedrooms. But it was home. He smiled, looking at it, even with the lawn needing cut and the weeds all over the place. Spike wouldn’t have had it any other way.

Spike turned around, seeing Luna and Celestia getting out, Celestia looking more disheveled than anything while Luna continued looking around in wonder. Spike began heading over.

“Thanks for the lift; I’ll give you five stars… Just forget about the one girl trying to jump out the window while going 50.” He chuckled while the driver nodded and gave a thumbs-up before driving off.

“So, this is home?” Luna asked while she looked at the place. Spike simply nodded.

“It’s nice; oh, What should we do, Celestia? What's the first thing a married woman supposed to do for her husband?” She bounced more Spike groaned some as he realized this would be something else as he dealt with the woman— Goddess.

“Mistress Luna, the answer is simple you’ll be lifted over the thresholds if I remember correctly, and then he’s supposed to fuck your brains out.” Celestia seemed cold and annoyed, looking at the house, not enjoying the mess as she looked over at Spike.

“Your home is a mess; don’t you take care of it?”

“I do; I just haven’t been around for a week. I was on vacation.” Though, of course, this was a lie, he had a bit of a habit of letting things slip as he looked around. The neighbors watched as he groaned, knowing they would be talking to one another.

“Come on, and we better get in,”

“Sure thing, sweetheart,” Luna said, wrapping her arm around and bouncing into the air. Spike only had a split second to react as he caught her in his hands. His hands accidentally grabbed Luna’s ass. She chuckled more while caressing his cheek.

“Hmm, should we have a repeat of yesterday? Since you can’t remember.” Luke found himself unable to help but gulp his cock, stiffening at the thought since Luna was highly gorgeous.

“If that’s going to happen, I’ll straighten up the yard. After all, my Goddess shouldn’t be allowed to live like this.” She walked behind him as Spike started carrying Luna off into the house. She somehow managed to unlock the door.

Inside wasn’t much better, though it wasn’t like Spike was expecting company, and living on his own didn’t help much. The tv is off on the wall, and clothes are placed around. Random junk scattered around. Spike meant to clean up while he chuckled in embarrassment.

“Sorry, the place is a bit of a mess. I’ll grab a basket.” He figured it would give him some time to think it over before he might have to bed the Goddess though Celestia groaned in annoyance.

“No, allow me.” Then Celestia raised her hand as her fingers glowed, and without warning, Spike watched while his clothes and trash were being picked up floating off. The way everything moved around straightened itself out. He was shocked; I couldn't believe my eyes if I wasn’t here to see this. Spike imagined what else might happen while Celestia began moving her fingers around as the broom came over, sweeping the place up. It reminded him about that cartoon with the wizard as everything was being cleaned.

“Talk about some abracadabra,” Spike said as he rubbed his face.

“It’s nothing, though you should maintain your hearth; you’re an adult, not a child.”

“Hey, give me a break; I normally spend time in my office.” He looked over at Celestia then who whipped her hair.

“Do as you want, though; I should be prepared. Is there anything you request of me?”

“Like what?” Spike asked, not even sure what he could say at this point.

“Anything, though I suppose that you’ll be wanting me not to do any magic in front of the neighboring mortals.”

“Might be a good idea, don’t think they’d be able to handle that.” He imagined a riot, as he knew one of them was a bit of a religious nut, and if she saw anything weird going on, she might go on a rant about it being the work of the Devil.

“Very well, where do you keep your tools?”

“In the garage, though my mower might need some gas. But how about later? I don’t want the neighbors talking.”

“Fine if you wish, though. I will be getting this room prepared for Luna; this place isn’t fit for a goddess.” She grunted while cracking her fingers. Luna suddenly grabs Spike’s arm and pulls him back.

“Honeybuns, come on, let's go back to your room.” She smiled a little bit of a surprising look while Spike felt dragged, Luna’s strength seeming almost unbound. He pulled on as she headed down the short hallway. The last door on the right is his bedroom; Spike found himself asking.

“How the heck do you even know where my room is?”

“Duh, from your brain, when we made love last night, we shared everything, our memories, well yours in a way.”

“We what!” Spike said, feeling shocked, almost violated in a way.

“You asked me to when I said I could, and you were like, “Ohh Due me, I wanna share my memories. Which we did.” She tilted her head with a calming smile. At the same time, Spike found himself more surprised.

“It was amazing, rarely do we ever go through the mind of mortals. Though I will say how you broke your arm as a kid was funny.”

“I mean, it wasn’t the—” but before he could finish, Luna moved in, suddenly kissing his lips. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she held on. His hands reached over, caressing her arms as this kiss felt as though it lasted an eternity. Spike’s eyes widened though eventually, he returned the feeling.

His body was trembling as he felt his heart racing. Was that a skip of the beat? As he felt nervous.

Luna reached over, caressing his neck as she pushed in more profoundly. The kiss got hotter than without warning, and she bounced into the air. Her legs wrapped around him as he suddenly got more into it. His mind was uncertain though his dick. It was taking the reigns for this. Spike imagined it saying; Don’t worry, boss, I’ve got this; sit back and let me do the work. For some reason, it had an Irish accent, but it worked. The boys in the basement were already preparing for this as he reached around one hand, cupping Luna’s magnificent ass. The other fumbled around and grabbed the door handle as they headed into his bedroom— No, their bedroom.

The room was a bit more of a mess, and the blankets bunched up though Luna didn’t care as she was focused On Spike, pushing him right onto the bed as she began letting her magic transform the small bed, making it a bit bigger for the two. The bedsheets flew off to the side as Spike looked around, more shocked as Luna smiled.

“Hmm, I think it’s time for you to do your husbandly duty.” As she pointed her fingers towards the door, watching as they closed themselves, she reached over, beginning to strip away. Her clothes slowly fell off her, passing right through as she stood there butt naked. It was there Spike realized her skin looked as though it was kissed by the sun itself.

Spike hadn’t realized he was sitting on the bed naked, his clothes seemingly vanishing as Luna got closer, her breasts gently bouncing with each step. He wasn’t sure what he was going to say as he watched her move in closer, as she leaned in. Spike’s mind went blank.

“So, honey, are you going to do what Celestia said and fuck my brains out?”

Spike gulped his head, nodding without question. A product from the boy’s in the basement as Luna sexily smirked as she nodded.

“Good, cause I want you to remember this night Since you forgot our wedding night.” Her hot breath blew into his ear as she seemed to reach down, grabbing his cock. Her hand hurt, gripping his member, yet it started to feel good. His cock got harder by the second as she massaged it, squeezing it and unlatching it as she kissed down his neck. Her goofy demeanor seemingly left her as she kissed his body.

“Hmm like that, hmm, what would you like me to do, Husband? Suck your cock nipple your nipples?” she moaned as she played with him more,

“Please call me Spike. It’s easier and doesn’t feel so ahhah!” he cried out as she bit him playfully. Luna’s eyes pressed onto him. The way they looked like orbs of life, as she leaned down kissing his cock. Her soft lips pushing against his member, he bit his lips.

“Hmm, ok, Spike,” She moaned almost teasingly as she kissed and licked his head as she caressed his thighs. Spike wasn’t sure how to even react but moaned in deep pleasure. It was simply amazing. He held onto the bed with much delight.

“Holy crap.” He grunted as he felt her two those luscious lips around his tip. She was sucking gently on it. Her mouth made a longing, lustful noise as she began moving down. Spike was like putty in her mouth. Luna’s tongue began playing around with his sensitive head. It was truly heavenly. Spike gritted his teeth, feeling him go down his shaft. It started quickly. Sadly, he had to admit he wasn’t the largest out there, but he thought his member could do the job, even with it being average. Spike groaned hard. He expected it to be a short trip when he pulled back, but no, she moved back farther. He looked down.

It was when Spike realized something that instant. His dick was getting bigger, clearly thicker though the length; Holy shit, it’s got to be around nine inches. He simply couldn’t believe such a sight while Luna pulled back as she giggled.

“Like that Spike Baby? It’s a special wedding gift from me.” She winked as she got back to going down on him. Spike could almost hear the boys in the basement cheering in excitement as he groaned hard. His new girth was sensitive, and Luna knew what she was doing. He hated to admit it, but he loved what she was doing to him right then and there.

“Holy, oh god! Luna, your too— too much!” Spike wasn’t sure how long he could even last as he felt himself beginning to blow his load inside the Goddess's mouth. Spike’s face twisted while letting out his thick load shooting down Luna’s throat. She moaned, consuming every ounce of his spunk. Spike is lying back there, taking deep breaths. Spike groaned, feeling like he could lay down, his knees weakened.

“Oh Spike, who says we’re finished?” Spike looked over as he watched Luna, an hunger in her eyes like that of a predator. It was there Spike knew he was in deep trouble. His new bride’s hand glowed brightly as she grabbed the member, and a spark of energy began running through Spike as his cock stiffened, clearly ready for another round, or two, maybe even three. It all depended on how Luna felt.

Celestia was working in the kitchen, a stew being cooked using ingredients she found laying around the beef being cooked and tossed as she heard the groaning and thumping coming from the other side of the room. Celestia sighed as she listened to her Goddess moaning out and even screaming.

“Oh, SPIKE! HARDER, PLEASE!” The Cherubs only response was walking over where a spare pen and paper were lying around and quickly jotted down Note to self buy noise-canceling headphones. Before she would move back sturring the pot, she imagined her Goddess and her new husband would be hungry afterward.

An hour had passed, while Spike groaned, looking up to Luna, who was riding him. Bouncing on his cock, she was nothing if not wild. Her hips rocked back and forth as Luna looked down at him. Her breasts pressed together as she leaned down, kissing his lips as she moaned out.

“Please keep going, baby! I want you! I want you to fuck me!” she moans harder as Spike reaches around, cupping her ass; finally going with the flow, he pulls her down as he thrusts with all his might. The bed under them creaked and rocked back and forth as he took long grunts. Spike wondered how much Luna was enjoying it for her sake. But he couldn’t lay back and do nothing as he pushed himself up to his face in her breasts as The Goddess reached around, pushing him deeper.

“Hmm, you, like my Tits Baby? Do you like having your face in my big milky tits!” she moaned, screaming more. Luke found himself unable to resist,

“Yes.” He said though Luna wasn’t done there.

“Yes, what!” she moaned, bouncing her pussy only getting tighter as she clenched down onto him. A mild orgasm ran down her body as she felt a shiver in her spine. But still, she continued.

“Yes, honey! I like your big tits!” he groaned as Luna squeezed his head in deeper as she screamed in ecstasy. She was bounding him down as she held down on his shoulder. Spike’s heart raced faster. Nothing stopped her as he found one of her nipples pressed against his lips. Not sure what to do, he went with his gut. Or maybe the guys downstairs were taking control now as he reached over and started sucking on her nipples. Luna moaned gently, clearly getting more into this as She hefted faster. Her body shook as she went down quicker. As she screamed,

“Oh yes, baby! Harder, faster I’m going to— Gonna cum!!” her voice bellowed out loud. Her body looked as though it was ready to explode. Her breasts look more prominent. Spike even admitted that her voice was so loud she might wake the neighborhood Hell. His eardrums felt like they would explode.

Luna collapsed onto him. She was breathing profoundly, giving him tender kisses. Spike felt his cock going limp.

“Hmm, let's get something to eat; I’m starving!” she gleefully squealed while Spike watched her bouncing from the bed and right through the closed door. Still naked. Spike groaned while simply saying.

“I can’t feel my legs.”

Far off, from ponyville. In the city that never sleeps, manehatten. A figure was standing in the middle of the streets, a sign in his hands a long black beard. He was wearing a raggedy suit, holding a sign screaming out into the heavens and those walking around. His voice is bellowing out to them.

“I tell you, my brothers and sisters, the end is near, and the Lord is watching us, Repent and submit to the Lord! The end is near! For the Lord is good when Judgement comes! You do not want to face his wrath! Repent now and find yourself in the kingdoms of heaven, or Risk burning in Hell for all eternity!” He called out while raising his sign which read, in black ink. The end is near!

The mysterious man’s name is Blueblood. Standing high on his box as he called out the truth. His smile more expansive as he looked to the crowed, they soaked up his preaching as he looked down to them.

“I say we must put away the laws of these land, cause there is only one law we must preach my children. The law of one book. This book, who would come forth and submit, to thy Lord!” His voice is booming as he wishes he could cackle, his mouth feeling dry from cottonmouth as he pushes onwards, calling out to those who smile more.

“They claim we are bigoted, we are the evil one, though we are the chosen few, chosen by the God and the holy spirit, can I get an amen, call it out! Be proud of who you are; give me an Amen!”

A few of them called it out, their voices silenced by the cities noise, his eyes sneering at it, as he kept that long smile on. Though soon, an officer came over. His stick swaying back and forth, his skin black as sin at least; that’s how Blueblood saw it. His eyes darted over as the officer called out.

“Sir, I’m going to need you to leave. You’re disturbing the public.”

“Well, good man, I tell you what I am speaking the gospel truth, and you can’t stop me; this Christian nation must be told about the word of Jesus Christ, let the words stand.”

“Sir, I insist you leave, people have complained, and I’m asking you nicely to leave.”

“I insist you leave me be, boy! I am not hurting anyone!” Blueblood growled, more angered that this boy would come up and tell him not to preach this gospel truth.

“Sir, I am asking you to step down. You’re causing a scene.”

“Boy, I am not causing a scene. I have a good mind to remind you this is America, and we have the right to speak as we wish, so if you step down, I will….” Suddenly Blueblood stopped talking, his eyes going blank, as he looked forward. He shivered, feeling goosebumps as he heard a voice. One he did not recognize. It spoke to him like an angel.

“Blueblood, my boy, leave the man be. I wish to speak with you in private.” Blueblood nodded as he shook his head, looking towards the black cop.

“I’m going good day to you, sir.” The cop looked confused while the preacher headed off to parts unknown—the voice speaking to him as if he was an old friend. He let out a slight southern twang as he started walking away.

Blueblood walked off, getting away from the public eyes as he walked off into an alley where he stood alone and looked around. On the more rational side, a part of him knew if he just started talking to someone no one could see, he’d be locked up. So this conversation needed to be kept under wraps.

“Who are you?” He asked, a long moment of silence as he wondered what might be happening.

“Blueblood, don’t you know who I am? Tis, I your Lord, I have come to you for a request, my son.”

“God, it’s you? But how I mean, it’s an honor.” Blueblood found himself speechless, not sure how to feel. He never expected he’d talk to his Lord and Savior, as he saw his legs turning to jelly, as he leaned against the wall.

“It is an honor, and now I have a mission for you, a mission only a man of your caliber can accomplish.”

“What is it? I’ll do it, God, I’ll do anything!” The passion in Blueblood's voice as he looked to the heavens willing to do what he was meant to do, a warrior of God.

“I request you to save me, and I was betrayed by my Angels killed harmed. But there is a way to bring me back. Give me life. Will you do it?” The voice asked, almost pleading to Blueblood, who was shocked.

“God… you're dead?”

“Not fully; you can never kill a god, but you can save me bring me back. But you’ll have to do as I say, please do this, and I will reward you in ways you can’t possibly imagine.” The calming voice said, smiling warmth overwhelming the preacher, who nodded.

“I’ll do as you ask God; please let your Soldier do your bidding.”

“And I shall, though please refer to me as something else, especially when others speak to you.”

“But what can I call you God? What is it you desire?”

“Call me… Discord.” There Blueblood and his God began planning.

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