Close Quarter Help

by Richard79

Rating: everyone
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Spike, Rarity
Length: 1203

Rarity invites a now older Spike over to help her with a closet.

Rarity invites a now older Spike over to help her with a closet. A little close slip up in the closet leaves Rarity unable to focus on her magic. Spike realizes this, he's been around Rarity for years and has developed an eye for details.

Published 2022-03-18 22:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2022-03-18 22:40:01 UTC

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Close Quarter Help

Spike bumped into Rarity when he’d lost his footing in the small, cramped room Rarity had asked him to work in with her. She wanted his help in clearing out the fabric. “Oops, sorry Rarity,” Spike said with a smile. With him being older and taller now, it made it even more fun when he helped Rarity out.

“Oh, think nothing of it, darling. I fear this room will plot against us again.” Rarity replied. She could feel his claws resting on her backside. “That feels-” Rarity clamped her mouth shut.

Spike could still feel the softness of her white fur on his side. Sure he’d touched silk fabric before, but her fur felt even softer. He glanced down and realized he hadn’t moved his claws away from her backside but was actually moving them. “Huh?” He pulled his claws back when he thought Rarity had said something. “What were you going to say?

Rarity was glad that he couldn’t see her face, or he’d see the redness that would betray her. “Nothing…dear…nothing.” She managed to get out. The feeling of his claws was still fresh on her fur.

Spike had noticed she was having trouble concentrating on her magic to lift several rolls of fabric at once. “Um….mind if I get that?”

“Be my guest, Spike.” Great, now I can’t even concentrate. That was a onetime thing…right? Rarity moved her back and was surprised to find that kink she’d had moving things around had gone away. Well, looks like my Spikey has a hidden talent. I could put this to use- Rarity forced her thoughts to stop. A onetime thing. She ordered herself. She watched Spike lift the fabric all at once. His strength matched how much taller he’d become. He’s so strong yet so gentle. She thought and her inner voice spoke up. So were his claws. She flinched a bit.

Spike glanced back and noticed Rarity looked spaced out. She’s definitely hiding something. He thought, having known her for years now and been by her side practically every day. His mind kept flashing back to his claws on her back. It started after- A grin slid on his lips. So…it was nothing huh? Spike could see ideas forming in his mind and let out a little chuckle that sounded more like he was grunting while holding up the rolls of fabric. “Hey, Rarity these rolls are getting heavy. Where do you want them?”

Rarity blinked like she’d been caught in a trance. “You can just put them down darling.” Rarity replied.

Spike leaned over to place the rolls on the floor. He happened to glance back and caught Rarity watching him. Her eyes widened and she turned away with a noticeable blush on her cheeks. I’ve caught her a few other times doing that. He recalled.

The small room had been cleared out and Rarity felt like it was time for a much-needed break. She tried to roll her shoulders to relieve some pain. She’d decided earlier to scoot some boxes around without using her unicorn magic and figured Spike would say something at how strange it looked. She hopped up on the long couch she kept in the main room of her Boutique. “How about a break Spikey?”

Spike had glanced back at her and he was sure he’d caught her rolling her shoulders. “Sure…” Doing things without magic is exhausting enough. Spike thought and happily agreed and walked over to the couch.

He climbed up on the couch and let his legs hang over, his back claws touching the floor. He took in a breath and let out the first thing on his mind. “Rarity, I know you did those on purpose,” Spike said.

Rarity turned to him her eyes were wide. “Pardon?”

Spike let out a laugh. “I played a little detective.” His emerald gaze caught her eyes. “Tell me if I’m off on my deduction. One, you invited me over here to help you clear out a rather small room, knowing how close in quarters we’d be, knowing we’d be bumping into each other.” He held up a claw when she started to speak. “Let me finish. Two, my claws brushed up on your back, now I didn’t know I’d started to massage you, nor did I know that was why you responded with ‘nothing dear, nothing.’ Three, plus I saw you not using your magic to move those boxes. Four, let me guess, your shoulders are bugging you now and in need of relief?” He took in a deep refreshing breath, let it out, and waited for her to respond.

Rarity’s jaw hit had already hit the couch. She wasn’t about to deny any of what he said. I’m definitely busted…

Spike smiled. “That came from being around you for so many years. Your eye for detail has rubbed off on me. We just make an unbeatable pair, always have and always will.”

Rarity felt her cheeks redden a little and felt a squeeze in her heart. “Yes, we do.” She finally managed to say something. “So you’re not mad?”

“How can I be?” Spike said. “Still want me to help those shoulders?”

Rarity grinned at that and stood up on the couch. She put her front hooves over on the other side of his lap and laid her belly down on him. Her back hooves touched the arm of the couch. “By all means my Spikey.”

Spike smiled at her. “So I’m your Spikey? So are you, my Rarity?” He asked placing his claws on her shoulders and beginning to massage out the knot he felt in there. He leaned his head down to her ear. “You could have just asked.”He said in a whisper.

“You always have been mine same as I’m yours.” She turned her head to the side. “I know I should have just asked, but don’t worry Spikey.” She batted her eyes at him. “I have plans for those wonderful claws of yours.” Rarity said and knew she was hooked on these massages. I’m so glad I invited him over.

“Oh really?” Spike asked and felt the tension in her shoulders melt away.“We really do think alike.” He said while his claws moved onto her neck and massaged up to her cheeks. He could hear her soft little moans while his claws worked their magic.

“Uh-huh…” Rarity had lifted her head when he reached her chin. “You still have the lower half to do, dear.” She caught the look in his eyes and heard the purring sound in her voice. I’ve lost my resolves and it was my own doing.

Spike had his lips close to hers. “I should finish up here first.”

“Oh by all means…” Her words trailed off when his lips found hers, the heat swept through her body only adding to the blissful state she now felt.

Author's Note

A little side note:
Originally I had Spike picking up Rarity and placing her on his lap. But I felt it read better if she willingly did it.

I had to go a bit over my usual 1000 word count. I got hooked on this one.