Seven Minutes in Heaven

Twilight Sparkle stared into the water in her red plastic cup before looking up around her. It was yet another night at one of Pinkie Pie’s special parties where she invited everypony in Ponyville to have fun in her super awesome basement. It would have sounded like a trap if it was any other pony besides Pinkie Pie. It was an adult only party filled with drugs, sex, and copious amounts of booze.

This wasn’t Twilight’s first drug fueled Pinkie party. She’d been to several of these events, however, she usually ended up just drinking and chatting about intellectual topics with Berry Punch or high getting on some random drug Pinkie had passed around and hyperfixating on research in a corner somewhere again. Sometimes, she would dance the night away to Vinyl and Octavia’s mixed music.

She never got in on the orgies that were happening elsewhere in the surprisingly large basement. The basement itself was hidden underneath Sugarcube Corner that the party happened to take place in. Mrs. Cake claimed it was supposed to be an apocalypse style bunker to survive any of the events that always seemed to happen to Equestria and on the surface that was true. It was absolutely massive and able to hold the whole town.

However, it never got used for anything besides Pinkie’s parties and Twilight had never seen it gotten used in any previous disasters before. It was a lot older than Mrs. Cake had claimed it was, Twilight knew that much. She’d studied much of the structure and material of the building when she was high, and she knew the part about it being a bunker was a lie. It had lower levels, though those were not accessible to the public. Sometimes she could swear she’d heard loud banging coming from below just barely over the sound of the music. Twilight decided not to investigate it further for her own sanity.

The only things to do at the party besides getting high, dancing, or chatting, was fucking. There were the orgies that Twilight occasionally overheard Pinkie inviting ponies to go to. Pinkie thought she was being incredibly quiet, but she was in fact very loud. Or maybe Pinkie knew she was being loud but didn’t care. Twilight never participated in the orgies because there just wasn’t anypony in town that she was interested in fucking.

Well, not any pony.

Across the room stood Spike who was mingling with some mares. Once he’d moved on from Rarity, he’d became quite the flirt and proceeded to have a complete transformation into something extraordinary. It was like Rarity was quite literally holding him back. At first, her rejection seemed to kill Spike. At some point, Rarity got a stallionfriend, Shiny Gem, and started bringing him around to many of their get togethers. The girls loved him. He was charming, kind and everything that Rarity deserved. He claimed he was a jeweler who lived in Canterlot. Their relationship was long distance, but Twilight saw him in Ponyville often. She was happy for the happy couple.

Spike, however, became extremely depressed and wouldn’t leave his room for weeks after Rarity had initially brought Shiny by. He was in his room or in the castle more often than he was outside. Twilight started to become concerned that Spike was going to be unable to truly move on from the situation. Thankfully, something happened. Twilight wasn’t sure what it was but at some point, Spike managed to move on. He also noticeably became a completely different drake. He started to always smell nice, he started getting rather flirty with a few mares in town and he became even more confident than usual. His confidence finally matched his size as he had gotten a lot larger over the years. He wasn’t as big as someone like Ember, but he was nearly as tall as her.

Twilight had been interested in Spike for a while. There was less of a specific starting point and more like she’d fell for the sort of drake he’d become. She couldn’t stop herself as she fell, and she fell hard.

There were rare instances where Spike was somewhat flirty with Twilight and most of the instances were when he was drunk at these parties. The other instances were times when Twilight was not quite sure if he was flirting at all. It seemed like he might have been, but she wasn’t sure. They lived together for so long that Twilight felt like she’d know if something was off about him and yet she wasn’t sure. It was probably her attraction to him that was getting in the way of her knowing that.

Twilight examined Spike from across the room. He was attractive, as always, but today, it seemed even more so. She wasn’t sure what it was, maybe his scales were shinier, maybe his laugh was jollier. Maybe it was the way he stood and the way he ran his claws over his head fin while he finger gunned a random mare.

Spike turned to look across the room at her and the music seemed to fade into the background as they made the briefest of eye contact. It seemed like the world itself held its breath. The way he looked at her with that look in his eyes, it almost seemed like he longed for her. Then he grinned and waved and then turned back to the mares like nothing had happened.

She drank down the last of her water, crumpled up her cup and tossed it into the nearest overflowing trash can. It bounced off the garbage and hit the floor. She carefully levitated the crumpled cup off the floor and neatly stacked it on top of the garbage.

Twilight opted to stay sober for the night for no reason besides the fact that she didn’t feel like getting drunk again. Well, that wasn’t quite right. She felt she might break down into tears if she let herself drunk. She’d heard Spike had been regularly seeing some mares. Maybe some of them were in the crowd that was with him.

She heard this through the gossip mill, which boiled down to Rarity, naturally. She asked Spike about it, and he’d denied it but there was no doubt that something was going on. He was more secretive than usual. He was acting differently around her as well. They weren’t spending as much time together lately because Spike was always off somewhere else. Maybe he was at a mare’s place.

It was probably time for Twilight to just accept that it wasn’t going to work out. He never saw her as anything besides his best friend and there was never going to be anything between them. She stared longingly at him for a little while longer before turning towards the nearest punch bowl. Maybe she should drink after all. Hopefully, she wouldn’t end up in tears like she usually did when she was alone by herself at home.

Pinkie Pie was standing behind her when she turned around causing her to jump slightly.

“P-Pinkie!” Twilight stammered. “What-”

Pinkie, whose pupils were larger than a dinner plate, brought a hoof to Twilight’s lips, silencing her.

“I was watching you.” Pinkie said quietly. She didn’t even blink as she stared Twilight down. “I was watching you watch Spike.”

“I was just making sure he was having a good time,” Twilight replied simply. She never openly admitted that she was interested in Spike to any of her friends because she hadn’t felt ready to. It would be awkward to admit, especially since it was well known that he had been in love with Rarity. They would all give her looks of pity. She didn’t need them to.

“I’ve been watching you watch him every night you two have been here.” Pinkie said in a quiet voice. She usually wasn’t ever this quiet.

“I’m just making sure he’s doing alright,” Twilight lied. She glanced behind Pinkie at the punch bowl. Berry Punch was refilling it. She always made the best drinks. Twilight wanted to get in on it before it ran out again. Twilight looked back at Pinkie. It felt like she’d hadn’t blinked the entire time they’d been standing there.

“Twilight, would you like to play a game?” Pinkie calmly asked, despite usually not being this calm at these events. Pinkie was always sort of everywhere so the fact that she was this calm now was weird. Weirder than Pinkie’s usual weird.

“What sort of game?” Twilight asked.

“It’s called Seven Minutes in Heaven,” Pinkie replied.

“I’ve never heard of that one,” Twilight said. Now she was intrigued. “What does it involve?”

“Well, you and another random pony go into a dark closet and then you quietly make out. You can also do other things. But you only get seven minutes.”

Twilight paused. She wasn’t sure that she was interested in going to town on any random pony. Or having anypony else go crazy on her. She glanced back towards the crowd of mares. Spike was noticeably missing along with a few mares. Twilight’s heart dropped into her stomach. She figured that she wasn’t about to get with Spike either. Maybe doing this would make her feel better.

“I’ll play,” Twilight agreed. Pinkie grinned.

“You’ll love it, Twilight. Let me show you where you’ll be playing,” Pinkie said and took off, bouncing through a crowd of ponies. Twilight followed her out of the music-filled room and down the long hallway.

Along the sides of the walls were various ponies either chilling or twitching from the drug fueled euphoria they were probably experiencing. Others were making out and Twilight even spotted Fluttershy and a stallion she’d never seen before behind the barely open doors of one of the random rooms she passed by. She could’ve sworn his eyes seemed yellow. Was that Discord perhaps? It would make sense, as they were dating.

They passed by Rarity and Applejack. Rarity was sobbing while Applejack just patted her back. Applejack gave an awkward smile and wave as they passed by.

Finally, Pinkie stopped in front of a door that seemed just the same as all the other cement doors in the incredibly long cement hallway covered in party streamers and confetti. They had to have been close to the Everfree Forest now with how far they walked and yet the hallway seemed to stretch on even further down. Twilight stared down the hallway. She could not see due to the hallway taking a sharp right at the end of it.

The door had the number 023 on it.

“It’s not much of a closet but there is a room here,” Pinkie said, tapping the door. It opened slightly, revealing inky darkness within. “Your stallion awaits. Have fun!” Then quite literally she cartwheeled away.

Twilight stared into the inky black darkness of the room for a moment. Was she really about to do something like this? She looked behind her and watched one of the mares that Spike was talking to before go into another dark room across from her and shut the door. Maybe Spike was waiting in that room, ready to have a roll in the hay with that mare. Why shouldn’t she have some fun?

Twilight entered the room and shut the door behind her. It was completely dark and silent with only the breathing of the other stallion Pinkie had picked for this. Hopefully, he wasn’t on anything. She would rather do this with somepony sober.

There was nothing but breathing for a little while. Twilight was unsure whether to say anything. She assumed the mystery of who it could be was a part of the game.

Twilight felt the warmth of breathing near her face. She was no stranger to kissing as she had done that a few handfuls of times with stallions in the single digits over the course of her life. She stepped forward and connected her lips with the stallion across from her. The instant feeling of his warm, hard lips made her realize this was not a pony.

This was Spike.

His scaly lips were undeniable and even though they’d never kissed before, there were no other dragons in Ponyville. Besides, this is exactly what she imagined kissing him would feel like. She could feel her heart beginning to beat faster as he kissed her. He smelled good, like the new soap he’d started using last month. The movements of his lips against hers was like ecstasy, better than any drug she’d had here, though she really only ever had alcohol and some pink tablet Pinkie randomly gave out a few weeks prior.

Spike’s claws grasped her face as they kissed but they eventually began to wander, down her chest, across her back, over her wings and into her mane. Then they moved right onto her horn. Even a single delicate touch from Spike on her horn caused her immense pleasure. She moaned into his mouth at his touch and then whimpered as he suddenly pulled away from her.

Spike made a rumbling noise. It was a sound he didn’t make often but Twilight knew what it was in every few instances that he’d made it. It was a part of his dragon instincts kicking in and it was a sound he made when that happened. Twilight had kept a notebook of all the instances it had happened. She would have to jolt this one down. But what did this one mean?

Did it mean she ruined whatever was happening between them? It was only supposed to be a game where they kissed for seven minutes. Maybe Twilight was enjoying it a little too much. Maybe he wouldn’t have been expecting her of all ponies to be the one he’d want to be with.

He might’ve been expecting to kiss one of those mares she’d seen him flirt with earlier in the night. If he had been interested in her at all lately, he hadn’t exactly shown it. This was one of the few rare moments that Twilight regretted her ascension. She could’ve been any unicorn mare. But there was only one alicorn at this party and it was her.

Spike’s magnificent lips came back, this time peppering her neck with sweet kisses. He swapped between dotting kisses all over her neck and rubbing his lips against her neck. Twilight panted in pleasure. Apparently knowing it was her did not stop him. He didn’t smell like alcohol whatsoever and Twilight was sure he was completely sober. He never did any other drugs at these parties, not even the pink tablet that Pinkie had shared weeks ago.

His claws brushed across her body, briefly brushing against her wings, which were now fully erect, and began massaging her cutie marks. The feeling of him kissing her like that and massaging her back there like that made her legs weak.

Spike’s kisses turned into little bites as he softly bit her neck several times all while sucking, licking and kissing her. It was like heaven. At the same time, he softly pushed her down until she was lying on the floor, and he was on top of her. His warm weight had her practically pinned to the surprisingly cushioned floor, was just as amazing as his kisses. She was moaning loudly now. She could feel his throbbing member between them now as it was now pinned between the two. He sat right above her wet slit and his member’s warmth was far greater than the heat that was coming from his own body now. It wasn’t painful, it was just greater.

Twilight wondered if the heat would end up being an issue. She knew spells to stave off the heat if it ever became an issue, but she wondered if it did for other mares. Had Spike been with other mares before like Twilight had originally thought? She realized she didn’t know a lot about dragon reproduction. Was he going to be too hot to handle, literally?

She didn’t spend too long thinking about it. She kissed his neck as well and began to rub her slit against his thick member. He groaned and shuddered as she did so. His claws were that on her ass tightened slightly as she rocked against him. She didn’t really expect him to taste like anything at all, but his sweat was actually flavored, and it tasted like honey. Sweet, warm nectar that she greedily lapped up.

The amazing pleasure that Spike was giving her via her neck kisses was starting to fade as he left the area and he began to kiss higher and higher, briefly kissing her lips and then bringing himself up towards her ears. She could no longer kiss his neck when he moved. However, she didn’t think wouldn’t been able to concentrate on doing that once he did what did next which was wrap his lips around her horn. She cried out as he licked, sucking and kissed her horn in a rotating cycle all while softly rubbing her wings.

Twilight moaned and cried out in pleasure as Spike sucked her horn like he was in a lollipop eating contest and he was winning. He did this while rubbing in circles around the pleasure spots on her wings. She cried out louder and louder as the pressure in her horn grew more and more. She was reaching her peak and she could feel it.

“Spike, I’m g-g-g-” It didn’t matter. He moved so her entire horn was in his mouth and his tongue swirled around her horn. She hit that peak and went past it, finally letting out a single cry of his name as she came. She could feel her horn sparkling inside his mouth.

He let go with a slick pop as she relaxed on the floor. Twilight enjoyed the last few moments of the orgasm. However, this was nowhere near the end for her. Twilight was still raring to go for another round of whatever Spike had planned. His thick member was still warm against her slit and she briefly rubbed against it to show her eagerness.

Spike kissed her lips again and Twilight kissed him. It was a slow, wonderful kiss that she greatly enjoyed. He pulled away briefly and took his claws away from her wings.

“Twilight, do you want me to-”

“Fuck me,” Twilight replied.

Spike’s heat seemed to grow with her own statement. He wasn’t even close to her now, and she could feel it. Briefly, she cast the flame-resistant spell, washing the small room in a brief five second glow of her horn. In that moment, she saw him grinning and his cock which was much larger than she felt it had been when it was against her.

Spike made the low rumbling noise yet again. He situated himself on top of her once more and this time his member poked at her entrance. Twilight moaned as he slowly entered her, all while he kissed her neck and her lips and rubbed her sides. He groaned when he’d slid in up to the hilt. Twilight was surprised that she could take all of him after having seen all of him. His member filled her up completely in a way that felt right. He stopped for a moment, resting inside of her. He brought his mouth up to her ears and Twilight almost thought he was going to go for her horn in a round two.

“Twi, I’ve seen you staring at me today. I’ve seen you staring at me at previous Pinkie parties,” he started to thrust slowly as he said this. “I’ve seen the way you look at me.” He moaned for a moment, adding to Twilight’s overall pleasure. “I’m glad you feel the same way. Now I want you to feel the same way I do every day I’m with you right now.”

Spike picked up the pace and began thrusting into her a little fasting now. He fondled her horn with his claws and kissed and bit her neck. He used his other hand to rub her clit as he fucked her. Twilight squirmed underneath him and cried out his name repeatedly. The pleasure was overwhelming. It was almost too much.

Spike briefly broke contact with her neck. “You’re so sweet and beautiful. I’ve wanted to fuck you so badly for so long.” His dirty talk was just another scoop of ice cream on top of the other scoops of ice cream on this sex ice cream sundae. “You’re so amazing and warm and tight.” He moaned again at the word tight. He picked up speed with his thrusts.

His hand tightened around her horn as he pumped it, sending wave after wave of pleasure throughout her body. Since her horn wasn’t in his mouth, she could see the light that the magenta sparkles were giving off as they flew out of her horn. There was only one good thing to see, and it was Spike, her amazing best friend, fucking her in every delicious way possible.

“After tonight, I want to make you mine,” Spike practically growled out the word ‘mine’. “I want to take you on cute dates, and I want to make you feel like this every night in my bedroom.” Spike growled. He went silent. For a moment, the only noise in the room was Twilight’s moans and the movement of their bodies.

“I love you, Twi.” Spike finally said.

That was enough to push Twilight over the edge. She screamed as he paused to allow her to feel the orgasm. Her wings stiffened and flapped against the ground. Her horn gave off even more sparkles. She felt Spike grab her hoof and hold it while she shook beneath him. It was the greatest thing she’d felt in her entire life.

Eventually, the waves of pleasure slowly fell off and there was nothing left but the mild pleasure she got when Spike rocked his hips a little. He was clearly still inside her and clearly had not cum yet. He was doing his best to try not to spoil Twilight’s moment and Twilight appreciated that.

However, she also wanted him to enjoy himself.

“Are you ok, Twi?” Spike asked after Twilight’s breathing had slowed considerably.

“Spike, did you cum yet?” Twilight asked, rotating her hips beneath him.

“I was waiting for you,” He replied. He sounded very calm even though he’d started rocking once more.

“Well, I had my fun so now it’s time for you to have yours,” Twilight said.

She meant to do something hot like flip him over and bob up and down on his cock that way but that didn’t end up happening at all. Instead, he seemed to instantly settle down on top of her and laid his head right beside hers. He grabbed her two forehooves in both of his claws before Twilight could make any sudden movements and then immediately started thrusting into her. He started out slowly but eventually ramped up his speed. Spike moaned her name the whole time.

Twilight found herself to be greatly enjoying this. There wasn’t nearly as much pleasure as there had been before but there was enough. She kissed his neck while he slammed into her.

“Ohhh, Twilight, I-I’m going to-” Spike made that low rumbling noise again. “Spike want…”

That’s what this was about. Twilight moaned loudly at the knowledge that he wanted her, and his instincts were telling him to take her. His cock seemed to double in size inside of her while it throbbed. Spike’s grip on her hooves grew tighter.

Suddenly, he pinned her to the ground, roared loudly and slammed into her one final time.

“MINE!” Spike roared.

A torrent of hot cum shot from his member and into her. It was so warm that Twilight could still somewhat feel it despite the spell, and she wondered how any other mare was handling that. Maybe they weren’t.

It didn’t matter.

As Spike came, he bit down on her neck, sending Twilight over the edge on her own yet again. They both soon came down from that high and lay on each other on the floor, panting.