The loud ringing of an alarm clock woke Sweetie Belle, who felt the urge to cover herself up again with her covers and return to her dream world.

The white unicorn sluggishly slammed the clock with her hand to silence it. Sweetie Belle knew she didn't have to set an alarm, especially on a Saturday with no school. Still, she knew that if she didn't, Rarity would wake her up for breakfast anyway. Her sister didn't believe in sleeping in, always telling Sweetie Belle that the whole day gets wasted when a pony doesn't get up at a reasonable time. As a night owl, Sweetie Belle strongly disagreed.

Still not fully awake, she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and sighed.

"Alright, let's see what the damage is this time."

She pulled back her covers, dreading to see what was underneath. She cursed herself when she saw a large dark stain on her pink panties, clearly from a night of excitement. She had been waking up like this almost every night for the past week, yet another reason to set the alarm to avoid Rarity, and it was starting to get on her nerves.

"Well, better take care of it." With her tiny fingers, she pulled down her underwear to reveal her small moist clit. Carefully, she placed two fingers on the folds and started rotating them around slowly. At the same time, her other hand hiked up her pajama shirt to reveal her naked breasts, and she began teasing her own nipple. She sighed and placed her head on the pillow behind her.

She squeaked as her fingers tweaked her hard nipple, sending shock waves throughout her body that registered in her pussy which was startling to leak more nectar. She started bouncing her hips up and down as she began to become more turned on. Then she stuck two of her fingers into her entrance.

She began to imagine it wasn't her that was making her feel so good, squeezing her nipple, teasing her pussy, and staring longingly staring into her eyes. He was purple with green eyes and the cutest smile she had ever seen.

"S-Spike," she begged in a shaky voice. She knew she had to keep it down so that Rarity wouldn't walk by and hear her. Since she was already so turned on before, she quickly felt herself approaching her orgasm, and she wanted it to feel as fulfilling as possible. She brought her hand from her chest to join the other one to help please her pussy, rubbing her G-spot while the other one fingered her walls.

"R-right t-there, Spike," she whispered as she fought to hold back her moans. She arched her back and started to speed up the work with her fingers. The tag team of her hands was quick to bring her to her reward, and soon, she couldn't stop it even if she wanted to. She didn't want to stop it for anything.

Her juices spilled out, and she had to reach over to her bedside table to grab a tissue before they went onto her bed. Wiping up her cum, she quickly thought about what a waste the whole thing was. She didn't have to use her right hand to pleasure herself when she had a boyfriend who would gladly use his, and maybe something else. She didn't have to cum for the emptiness of her room when a special somedragon would love to see her do it for him.

When Spike told her that he wanted to have sex with her, the only feelings she had were embarrassment and a bit of anger. While she definitely loved Spike and was hoping to have a family one day, it was too early to give that kind of trust to someone she hadn't been dating for that long, and especially so young. She felt terrible about storming off, but knew it was for the best before one of them said something they'd regret.

After a few days, however, Sweetie Belle started to miss her dragon a lot, and she started feeling even more regret about leaving him so angrily and without an explanation. She realized that she needed him to be happy; it was the only thing she could grasp onto in a world that was becoming too much for her. She couldn't stop thinking about how she wanted to run up to Spike, wrap him in a bear hug, give him a long kiss, and never let him go again.

That longing hadn't left her, and in fact, it set something off in her young head, and she went from being offended by him to being flattered throughout the time they had spent apart. Spike only wanted to go another step with her, and she had acted like he had told her that he wanted to murder Opalescence. The feeling also dripped into her sleep, and later that night she had her first wet dream.

Each time she had one, it featured her boyfriend in some kind of sexual situation, usually a dominant one. Even though she was asleep, Sweetie Belle saw everything, felt everything, and heard everything from Spike. She would be forced down, laid in different positions, and have her wildest fantasies come true. The feeling of joy and pleasure never left her body throughout the dream. Still, it would always be annoyingly interrupted by her alarm clock.

Every once in a while, Sweetie Belle had thought of colts or Spike in a dirty way, as most mares her age and even a little bit younger have, thanks to puberty. She was also guilty of masturbating a little bit occasionally. Still, the unicorn knew nothing was wrong with exploring her own body. A little squeeze to her breast while in the shower, feeling her butt to see how soft it was, and when she was feeling incredibly excited, she would close her door tight while Rarity was asleep and rub one out.

But before, it was just every once in a while. Now, it was happening to her all the time. Scootaloo had mentioned something in passing as a joke. Sweetie Belle thought her friend was full of it at the time, but it made sense for her situation. Sweetie Belle had gotten her sexual awakening, and there was only one way to stop it.

She had to get laid by her boyfriend.

After her morning masturbation session and a change into normal clothes, Sweetie Belle went down the stairs and into the kitchen for some breakfast. She scowled when she saw her older sister humming away and making breakfast.

While Sweetie Belle was miserable over the past ten days, she noticed her older sister's mood go in the complete opposite direction. One week, she was working on an order she was so busy with and couldn't possibly be bothered. Then suddenly, she became the happiest pony in Equestria. Now, Sweetie Belle saw her walking around with that stupid smile on her face all the time. Sweetie Belle even came home the other day to find her happily dusting the boutique, something she couldn't stand to do.

Sweetie Belle wished she could take some of Rarity's happiness and give it to herself. Growing up was hard enough for her, but now she had to deal with new responsibilities, more work, and a partner who apparently didn't want to talk to her. The 18 year old had to hide it behind her smiles, and her sighs were only heard by the walls of her room. She found it hard to even be happy that Rarity was so pleased.

Realizing she was no longer alone in the kitchen, Rarity turned around and saw her sister. "Well, good morning, Sweetie Belle! How did you sleep?"

"Okay." Sweetie Belle knew it was the understatement of the century.

"Breakfast is ready! They're blueberry pancakes, your favorite!"

"Thanks, Rarity," Sweetie Belle said with another fake smile.

The younger sister saw that the spread also featured a side of syrup and a glass of orange juice, pulp-free, freshly squeezed.

"Don't tell Applejack, dear," Rarity told her when she saw Sweetie Belle looking at her cup.

"Can I ask you something, Rarity?"

"Anything, dear."

"Why are you so happy lately?" Sweetie Belle realized the question hadn't come out like she wanted it to, and it almost sounded accusatory, but at least it was out there now. It had been on her mind all week.

Rarity turned her head in confusion. "I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean, Sweetie Belle."

"You've been going around Ponyville waving to everypony you see, you do all the chores you hate, I saw you doing yoga on Thursday for the first time since I was a little filly, and you didn't yell at me yesterday when I forgot to put away my dishes."

Rarity blinked before responding, "Well, I don't exactly see how any of that seems out of the ordinary for me-"

"You also agreed to help Twilight clean her attic this week."

Sweetie Belle couldn't help but notice Rarity blush with embarrassment. "Ah, yes, well...I suppose I have been in brighter spirits as of late. The Spring Fling rush gave me a new influx of money and since then my workload has been lessened, and the weather has been quite agreeable with my mane recently."

"Oh," was all Sweetie Belle could say. She leaned over to take a bite out of her pancake.

"Is everything going alright with you?" The way Rarity asked the question made her sister instantly know that she was being probed.

"I've been fine."

"Are your friends doing okay?"

"Yep."

"Has Apple Bloom been busy? Applejack told me the harvest was particularly abundant this year."

"Yep."

Silence fell briefly before Sweetie Belle heard her sister clear her throat. "Do you like the pancakes? I added extra sugar in them."

"Yep."

Rarity laughed. "Really, darling, you're starting to sound like Big Macintosh with this riveting dialogue."

"Yep." Sweetie Belle took the remaining piece of her last pancake and shoved it into her mouth, chewing and swallowing quickly. "I gotta go, Rarity."

"Oh, where to?"

"I'm going to go see Scootaloo." She said before running to the door, avoiding the line of questioning.

"Okay then," Rarity shrugged as she watched her sister hurry outside. She didn't even notice that Sweetie Belle had forgotten to put her dishes away again.

Spike was sitting in his bedroom eating gems when he heard a knock on his door.

His first reaction was to hide the bag under his bed. Twilight had been on his case about eating gems so early in the morning and spoiling his appetite for lunch.

"Maybe it's just Starlight wanting to lose again," he thought, remembering the intense card game they had the night before. After making sure his stash of gems was well hidden, he walked over to his door and froze when he opened the door and saw who was on the other side.

"Hi, Spike," Sweetie Belle greeted, looking at the floor.

"Uh, hey, Sweetie Belle," he responded.

The two stood there in silence. Spike wondered why she had finally decided to talk to him after over a week of silence, and he mentally prepared himself in case this was the official break-up conversation.

"Um...can I come in?" she asked. Spike stepped to the side, and Sweetie Belle entered, going over to his bed and sitting down. She still refused to look at the dragon, preferring instead to look at his comic books on the shelves or the crystal floor underneath her feet. Spike closed the door carefully and went to sit on the bed next to the mare. He didn't dare try to get too close or put an arm around her shoulder like he had done many times before.

She took a deep breath and turned to finally meet his eyes. "Spike, can we...talk about this?" Spike said nothing but allowed Sweetie Belle to continue. She inhaled and exhaled again before continuing, "I...know we haven't been t-talking lately, but it's because I needed to think over some things. I guess the real reason I didn't come sooner was because I was scared to see you again. You were so angry after I..." She paused and shook her head. "I didn't think you wanted to see me anymore. I thought maybe it was over and...what I'm trying to s-say to you is that...I'm sorry."

"Sweetie, I-"

"Please let me finish," she interrupted. She cringed at the tone of her own voice and turned her head away from him again. "I'm sorry, but I have to get this off my chest. I don't care that you didn't come to see me. I didn't come to see you either. I've...I've been a...a bitch to you. I'm sorry."

"You are not a bitch," Spike said firmly, even with Sweetie Belle holding up her hand to try to silence him.

"Yes...I was, and I'm really sorry. The truth is...I still love you...a lot. I really, really do. Please don't think that I don't"

"I love you too, Sweetie," Spike smiled, scootching over on the bed to get closer to his marefriend. A smile snuck its way onto Sweetie's face briefly before it was replaced with the same timid look.

"B-but...I need to tell y-you something else."

Spike instantly got worried and reached out to take her hand. She didn't pull away and shifted her hand to fit in his easier.

Sweetie Belle continued, "I...I don't know why, b-but for some reason, ever since...you know...last time we talked, I...I k-keep having these weird d-dreams where you...I mean we...um..." she nervously ran her hand through her hair and mumbled something too quietly for Spike to hear.

"What?" Spike asked.

"Um..." Sweetie Belle fidgeted back and forth on the bed, trying to get out what she needed to say.

"Sweetie-"

"Have sex together!" she shouted before covering her mouth. Her face was as bright red as Big Mac's, and her pupils had shrunk in shock.

Spike's started to feel his own face warm up. "She's has been getting off to thoughts of me?" Spike wasn't sure if he should be happy or shocked at this news.

"You are?" he asked. Sweetie Belle nodded with her face in her hands. "Did...what...why are you telling me this now?"

Sweetie Belle inhaled a shaky breath. "I'm saying it because now...I d-do want to do it with you."

Spike looked at his marefriend with a puzzled expression. "What exactly changed your mind?"

Sweetie Belle took a minute to collect her thoughts before explaining. "At first, I wasn't sure if I was ready for something like that. I mean, I know I'm an adult now, and I have the freedom to make that kind of decision, but...I was scared to do it. But like I said, I've been feeling things I've never felt before and thinking about things I've never thought of before, and all of them were about you. I want you. I want this. I want us to be together, and I want to prove it to you right now."

Before Spike could react, Sweetie Belle lunged forward and kissed the dragon right on the lips. The sudden move surprised him, but the desire he felt took over in his mind as he kissed her back hard. Sweetie moaned into his mouth and gave him the opening to sneak his tongue through. He missed being able to do this with his girlfriend behind closed doors. Even though they had never gotten explicit, it was always nice to snuggle and kiss her and see that familiar glow light up her face. They quickly ran out of breath and broke away.

"Oh, Spikey, I've missed you," she sighed before leaning in to give him a big smooch on the cheek.

"I've missed you too, cutie," he smiled. Sweetie Belle's smile grew wider.

"So...what do we do first?"

"I mean, we should probably start by taking off our clothes, right?"

Sweetie Belle's smile fell. "Oh, yeah...uh, forgot about that."

Spike noticed her reluctance and decided to slightly back off his aggression. The last thing he wanted was to scare Sweetie Belle off again. "Are you sure you're up for this? We don't have to do this if you're not ready."

Sweetie Belle shook her head. "No, I'm ready. It's just I've never done this before."

"Me neither," Spike lied as Rarity snuck into his mind. He got an idea that pushed his secret lover out of his mind. "Why don't I start?"

Sweetie Belle's face lit up red as she looked back at him before nodding silently.

Without thinking, Spike lifted his arms, brought his shirt over his head, and threw it on the floor beside the bed. Sweetie Belle gazed at his shirtless body, and Spike grinned. "Come on, you've seen me without a shirt before."

"Yeah, but that was at the pool. Lots of boys take their shirts off there. It's...different now," Sweetie Belle couldn't take her eyes off his shirtless body, and Spike sensed her longing.

"You can touch if you want to." Sweetie Belle nodded and brought her hands forward. She then moved her hands around to explore his toned body, paying close attention to his pecs and abs. Her fingers glided over every crevice of his muscles and by the bit of fat that remained on his body.

"Have you been working out?" Sweetie Belle asked with a nervous grin.

Spike grinned. "I have. Thank you for noticing."

"Your six-pack is so big," she said, tracing her fingers around it.

"It's not the only thing," Spike said coyly.

Sweetie Belle blushed bright red and pulled back, her eyes widening in shock. Realizing he may have gone too far, Spike quickly tried to calm her down.

"Sorry, sorry. I shouldn't have said that."

"No, i-it's okay. Um, I k-know that w-we're supposed to...talk like that. I'm just n-not used to this."

"We can stop whenever you want, Sweetie Belle. I don't want-"

"No, it's fine," she interrupted. The unicorn shifted her eyes between Spike's face and his shirtless body. "So is it really big, or..." she trailed off.

Now it was Spike's turn to blush. "Um, well, kind of. I-I mean...you know."

"Yeah," Sweetie Belle mumbled. Spike realized she wasn't staring at his abs but lower between his legs, and he smiled.

"Would you like to see it?" he asked her.

Her eyes were still fixated on his crotch, but she managed to nod her head and blush even harder. Spike saw the familiar twinkle in her eyes and knew she was filled with anticipation. He reached down to the sides of his pants and pulled them down to reveal his boxers. The unicorn's eyes widened farther as they were now one article of clothing away from seeing Spike completely naked.

"Would you like to do the honors?" Spike asked.

"Yes!" Sweetie Belle replied quickly. She scooted closer to Spike, carefully put both hands on the waistband of his boxers, and pulled them down. She gasped as his penis flopped out, already hard. Spike looked in satisfaction as Sweetie Belle struggled to say anything.

"Impressed?" he asked.

"I mean...well, this is m-my first time...seeing this..." she stammered, still unable to take her eyes off the appendage. It was like a treasure for her, and Spike wanted his marefriend to experience it in every way he could possibly give her.

"Here, give me your hand." Spike extended his hand. Sweetie Belle reached her hand to meet his, and he slowly guided it toward his crotch. Sweetie Belle looked stunned as her hand softly wrapped around the purple shaft. She heard Spike let out a reflexive moan. It was unlike anything the unicorn had ever felt before. It felt so warm in her hand, and it was as if some force made her unable to resist it. It was everything she had imagined.

Slowly, she started to move her hand up and down, stroking him and trying to feel every part of it. She put her thumb on its head and rotated around the tip. She was amazed that the skin moved along with her hand in rhythm. Slowly, she moved her hand down closer to the base of his dick to feel his balls. She carefully circled her fingers around the scrotum, amazed that it could be so soft while the rest of her boyfriend's penis was so hard.

Sweetie Belle began to ask herself some questions that she would never think of asking Spike. "Does it float in water? Is it painful when it's big? Is he big compared to other boys?" She kept looking back at her boyfriend to see how he would react. All she saw was her boyfriend smiling at her with his eyes half closed.

Spike was enjoying every part of the handjob his girlfriend was giving him, even though it was less about pleasuring him and more about Sweetie Belle's first encounter with a cock. Her hands felt like magic to him as she carefully jerked him off and lightly played with his balls. Spike knew what he wanted to do next, but he didn't want to do it himself, just in case Sweetie Belle wasn't okay with it.

"Does this feel alright? Am I...turning you on?" she asked nervously.

"Yes," Spike nodded. "You're doing great. It's just, well..." he paused.

"What?" Sweetie Belle questioned, falling into his trap.

"It...it would really help if you took off your clothes, too."

Sweetie Belle's eyes widened. She knew that she would have to do this, but now that it was time, she felt nervous and started to get second thoughts. Rarity and her mother had always told her to be careful with boys, especially once she hit puberty and her body began to change. But she knew this was Spike, her loving, always there for her boyfriend who had always done whatever it took to make her happy. Plus, since Spike was already naked, it felt selfish to cover herself while the dragon was utterly exposed.

Sweetie Belle knelt on the bed and slowly started lifting the bottom of her shirt above her head. As the fabric obscured her eyes, she could feel her boyfriend's gaze on the skin below her neck. She blushed further as her arms rose above her head and the shirt fell off her shoulders. Instinctively, she went to cover her chest. She heard Spike chuckle at her shyness and scowled at him.

"This is the first time I'm showing a boy my boobs, you know."

"It's okay; take your time," Spike grinned.

Sweetie Belle slowly took her hands away from her chest, revealing her frilly lilac bra that hugged her breasts together and made her bosom more sexy and inviting. Spike thought the bra looked cute, but not as desirable as the parts it was protecting, and not as pretty as his girlfriend who was still trying to stop herself from covering up again,

Sweetie Belle had to work up the courage to go the final step. The only time a boy had seen this much of her was at the pool, and even then, she wore a two-piece that properly covered her chest and naval. In several slow movements, the mare reached her small hands around her back, fiddled with the bra strap, unhooked the article, and let it fall to the floor. Her eyes avoided Spike's, and her face blushed harder than ever before, as she rocked back and forth a bit to distract her mind.

Her boyfriend rose from lying on the bed to kneel in front of her. "Beautiful," he whispered in awe, the only word he could think of in that moment.

She looked up and made eye contact with him. "Please be gentle."

Her breasts were smaller than Rarity's, but Spike was still impressed with what she had to offer. Even without a bra's support, they were very perky and succulent. Her rose nipples poked out and were already completely hard. Spike couldn't help but feel happy about his effect on his girlfriend.

Gently, he reached out a hand and glided his fingers over the breast. It sent an immediate reaction to Sweetie Belle's brain, and she bit her lip to prevent a moan from escaping. Her heart pounded underneath as she felt his hands move gently across. She found it more challenging to hold back when his fingers finally cupped each breast. Her eyes shut, and she tried as hard as she could to remain still as currents of pleasure went across her whole body.

Spike quickly took notice of her breasts' sensitivity and knew to be careful with them from his experience with Rarity. He made sure his hands worked like they were handling something very fragile.

Then, his hand brushed one of her nipples by accident.

Sweetie Belle couldn't stop the gasp from escaping but quickly put a hand over her mouth to stop herself. Spike looked up at her and smiled.

"Did you like that?"

"Um, I-ah!" She moaned as Spike used his index fingers to flick the rosy nubs repeatedly. She started gasping more and louder as her resolve started to break down.

After playing with her breasts, Spike started to journey down her body. He slid his hands down her sides by her waist, stroking the sides and exploring her abdomen. Her belly was soft, but she was by no means chubby. When he felt it, his hands sunk in, and he heard Sweetie Belle giggle slightly.

Spike then turned his attention lower to her blue denim jeans that hugged her legs snuggly but were in the way of his final goal.

"Um, Sweetie? Can I-"

"YES!" Sweetie Belle cried. She then laid down flat on the bed and stretched her legs out eagerly. Without thinking, Spike reached and undid the silver button and zipped down her zipper. He then put his hands on her waistband and pulled the jeans down her legs.

The sight of his girlfriend in such an inviting and alluring position with nothing but her panties on was sexy enough on its own, but added to it was her red blush that had now completely taken over her face, and the shining, needy eyes drove Spike crazy with lust. Evidently, his girlfriend was also driven crazy, judging from the dark spot on her only remaining piece of clothing.

"I see somepony's turned on," Spike grinned as he ran his finger along the wet spot.

Sweetie Belle sighed as his finger rotated around the wet spot. Although she was used to using her hoof to stimulate herself, it was different when someone else touched her. With her hooves free, she felt more freedom to open up her body to the pleasure, grab onto the soft bed, or even help Spike out. Instinctively, she reached up with a free hand and started to rub her tit to get even more pleasure, and she began to moan louder and faster.

Just as she was starting to get close, her boyfriend stopped his fingering and looked her straight in the eye. "What's this?" he questioned, pointing to the hand that was on her boob. "Am I not doing enough for you?"

"O-of course you are," Sweetie exclaimed, embarrassed. "I just got caught up in...in..." she stopped as her boyfriend reached for her last remaining clothing and pulled them down, revealing her bottom part.

Spike saw her shining pussy, wet with the fruits of both of their efforts. She remembered to wax herself off beforehand so it looked clean and even more inviting for Spike.

"Are you ready, Sweetie?" Spike asked.

Sweetie Belle could not respond in that moment, but looked at her boyfriend eagerly and nodded.

Spike took his erect penis and lined it up, and began to enter Sweetie Belle. As he slowly inserted into her tight pussy, his girlfriend suddenly cried out. He felt her walls close around his erection and squeeze, and a warm and wet feeling rushed over it. Spike quickly looked up as his girlfriend panted beneath him. Her panicked eyes met his.

"I'm sorry," she cried out. "I-I didn't mean to, uh, go so early, but I was just so...I-" she was cut off as Spike kissed her on the lips, silencing her. After the quick peck, Spike smiled at her.

"It's okay. This is what we wanted anyway, right?"

"Yeah, but I just wish we could've gotten there together," Sweetie Belle sighed as she felt Spike's penis leave her, lowering her eyes to avoid Spike's gaze. "I've been thinking...dreaming about this for a while, and I wanted it to be special for both of us."

Spike waited for his marefriend to finish. It pained him to see her disappointed and frustrated, especially at herself when she had no reason to.

"Wasn't it special for you?" Spike asked.

After a few seconds, he received a nod in response.

"Well, it was very special for me. Just because it didn't go how you wanted doesn't...it doesn't mean that it wasn't good. I'm glad we took this extra step; it shows we're growing closer in our relationship. I don't want you to think you're bad at this, especially since you've never done something like this with anyone else."

During his whole dialogue, Sweetie Belle hadn't moved. However, her expression became less strained, although it still held a frown that Spike wanted to flip upside down.

"And besides," Spike continued slyly, "we don't have to stop now if you don't want to."

Sweetie Belle looked up at Spike. "You mean..."

The purple dragon nodded while pointing down at his erection. "I'm not exactly done here."

Sweetie Belle blushed as she looked down and stared at his hard dick. Despite how masculine and mature everything was for her at the moment, the unicorn still found it hard to see Spike as anything but adorable. She couldn't resist him any longer; this was what she wanted.

"Yes! Yes, please put it back in!" Sweetie Belle pleaded. She was desperate for him to start so that she didn't orgasm too early this time.

Spike smiled from ear to ear and touched his penis again. His marefriend spread her legs quickly to show him her pussy, still glistening and soaking wet from before. Spike wanted a taste but knew that his girlfriend was no longer asking him for any foreplay. Her begging eyes told him everything he needed to know.

She wanted him to cum inside her. Now.

Like the first time, Spike entered Sweetie Belle slowly and slid in, earning a sigh from Sweetie Belle. He felt his face heat up from seeing Sweetie Belle in such an exposed position. He was standing above her, right next to the bed. Her legs were spread on either side of his legs, her arms clutched the bed beneath her, and nothing was in the way to cover her exposed body. Spike felt a domineering power take over him as he recognized the freedom to do whatever he wanted with her body, and he wanted to enjoy it.

Grabbing onto her hips, Spike slowly rocked back and forth. Instantly, his body felt warmth from the passion and the lust that was being created. He heard both him and his marefriend start to grunt as his hips moved against hers. The missionary position allowed the two to have complete eye contact with each other, which both of them took full advantage of to shoot each other lustful looks.

Looking down at Sweetie Belle, it was almost impossible not to fall in love with her sprawled out on the bed, engulfed in the same feeling that Spike was experiencing. The soft sighs and moans from his marefriend made Spike proud to be her first time. The dragon felt absolute euphoria, pleasing his marefriend, and he didn't want it to stop there.

Already knowing Sweetie Belle's most sensitive places, Spike took one of his hands from her waist and brought it up to her chest, clutching her left breast in his hand. Spike found he couldn't resist them. They were so round and perky and soft, just like a pillow. He reached the middle with his fingers and pinched her nipple softly.

When Sweetie Belle found her voice, it was soft and weak. "Y-you're so mean."

Spike smiled and squeezed again. "And you're so beautiful."

Sweetie Belle giggled and looked at him with lustful eyes. "P-please go...f-f-faster!"

Spike instantly sped up his movements into Sweetie Belle. Making sure to get in a rhythm with her first, he lowered his left hand from her hip down to her butt and gripped it hard. He heard a soft squeak come from his marefriend. Like her breast, the flesh was soft and comforting to hold onto, and it moved wherever his hand was.

"S-stop touching my ass!" Sweetie shouted, but it was clear through her blush and giggles that she was teasing.

Spike was so turned on that he barely registered what Sweetie had told him and squeezed her cheek again in response. "H-hey, it's your fault for wearing tight jeans all the time. It's h-hard to help myself."

"That's...oooh!" Sweetie Belle moaned loudly as Spike suddenly worked his way up to a faster speed. The two were now rocking back and forth more vigorously as Spike realized he was starting to get really horny. He wanted to make Sweetie Belle happy and cum with him, but he knew he was getting close.

He quickly put his hands to work. He pinched Sweetie's nipple harder and tried pulling it away from her chest. Then, he released her butt and moved his hand above his penis, where he knew her button was dying for release. Instantly, her moans and movements intensified.

Soon, Spike knew that the fruits of his labor were about to pay off.

"I'm almost there!" Sweetie Belle cried. "I'm so...close! Oh my...I...I...You're going to make me...ah!"

Spike felt a clasp around his dick and a warmth rush all around it and past it, dripping down her legs and onto the covers. Combined with her announcement, this finally started to send Spike over the edge.

"Sweetie, get off!" he shouted as he felt his orgasm approaching. Instead, Sweetie Belle rocked him harder, trying to milk him for all he had. Spike held his breath and shut his eyes to do everything he could to stop himself. Still, he was already too far gone, and the unicorn was making it impossible to muster self-control.

His climax was intense, ripping through his whole body before traveling out of him and into his lover. He took a few breaths in before looking at his smiling girlfriend in shock.

"Sweetie, I-I didn't mean t-to-"

"It's okay," she cut him off. "I'm on birth control. I wanted this to happen."

Spike felt his anxiety leave him, and all that remained was a sense of belonging. He was here with his girlfriend, together, nothing more in between them.

Spike laid down softly next to Sweetie Belle, being careful not to hurt her, and wrapped his arms around her front so that he was now spooning her from behind. His hands fell below her breasts, and he pulled her in to keep her as close to him as possible.

"Did you like it?" Spike asked.

"Yeah," Sweetie said softly. "Did you."

"I did. I really did."

The two shared warmth in silence, each in awe of the lustful sensations they had experienced that day. What started out as lewd thoughts and a fight had turned into something that brought them closer, and now nothing was standing between them.

Then Spike remembered Rarity.

Sweetie Belle's older sister had left a strong impression on Spike. Last time, they had determined that their relationship was going to be a secretive and sexual one, but that didn't mean that Sweetie Belle would never find out. It especially didn't mean that Rarity wouldn't find out about theirs. Spike still found it weird that Rarity did not know the two were together but knew now that he couldn't tell her.

"Whatcha thinkin' about?" Sweetie Belle asked, looking at him with her adorable little smile.

Spike blushed as he remembered the unicorn next to him.

"How amazing you look back here," he teased, staring at her butt.

"You look amazing everywhere." She turned towards him in the bed so that she was now facing him. The two gazed into each other's eyes.

As he went in for another kiss, Sweetie Belle was the only thing on his mind and in his heart. Rarity had slid entirely out of both.

Author's Note

Sorry if this seems rushed, I just wanted to get something published. More to come later.