Twilight stepped back to admire her work. The blue skirt and matching vest were an ideal fit, and she had been careful to make sure they sat comfortably around her darling human's shoulders. The colors accentuated his bright red hair and complimented the freckles scattered across his face. She smoothed a wrinkle out from his vest with her magic, taking the moment to adjust his collar while she was at it. "Now you look presentable! And more importantly, you're covered up."

Her ear twitched as she raised a hoof to her own belly, rubbing it gently in a clockwise motion. Her words came out in a low, seductive tone. "Ah yes, you have completed my work. Now, I get to reward you. Oh yes, you lovely, sexy human, come to me, I command it." She raised her other forehoof to her head to rub in a counter-clockwise fashion, chuckling softly as she spoke, "My goodness, I just can't help but need you, mare that I am. I need you, this instant." She grinned wide, hopping in place a moment, to Jason's confusion.

"Are you alright?" He put his hands on her shoulders, gently pinning her until she calmed.

Twilight shook herself out vigorously. "Sorry about that." She gently grabbed his wrist in her magic. "I was just playing with you."

Jason rolled his eyes. "Whatever. You're cute, even when you're messing with me." He kissed her on the snout. "And thank you for the clothes, but this is clearly stressing you out." He cupped her cheeks. "Why don't we do something else, something fun?"

Twilight leaned into his grasp with a gentle laugh. "Alright. If you want, I can call Luna over, and she can teach you about the stars." She shrugged. "Or, you could get that lesson from me. I'm quite skilled at observing the night sky." She gave him a wry smirk. "Or I could teach you to cook! I know a recipe for the most delicious eggplants I have ever eaten." She ran a hoof over her belly, gazing off into space with a satisfied sigh.

Jason scoffed. "I never got that far into cooking." Still, some part of him warmed at the idea of an activity that didn't involve what he'd just been doing. "But, with you as my teacher, that sounds amazing. Let me try and see what I can learn."

Twilight's horn glowed, and she plucked a fresh vegetable from the cupboard. "This is an eggplant, the star ingredient in tonight's dish." Other things came to join, assembling in neat lines on the counter. "Though it is the main thing, the others are just as important. We'll start with the potatoes..."

Jason listened intently as Twilight explained the recipe, asking questions, and receiving detailed responses. She showed him how to cut and prepare the vegetables, how to choose a proper cutting board and knife, and even how to properly handle a blade. He found himself smiling with the domestic bliss of learning a recipe alongside his wife. "I'm so glad we got married. I love you, Twi." He stood at her side, as he watched her peel the carrots, carefully using her magic to draw the knife over the surface with steady precision.

"I'm glad too." Twilight blushed softly as she moved onto the second carrot, her focus entirely upon her task. "I feel like it was destiny, me finding you."

Jason thought back to that special day, but there wasn't a lot there for him to remember, or, perhaps, he had forgotten it? He felt quite silly. What kind of person forgot their wedding, and so quickly at that! He pondered how to even ask about that without coming off as a bad partner. "You are amazing at this."

She chuckled as she finished up the final carrot, the sound light and full of joy. "I'm glad you think so." She put everything away, then took up a pan and laid it on the stove. With her magic, she began mixing things in the pan with soft whistling noises as she cooked the ingredients.

"How long have we been married?" He leaned against the table, and watched her.

Twilight cocked a brow. "Jason, love, are you feeling alright? You know we've only been married for a month." She tucked the completed pan into the oven to actually bake. "A blissful month." Her tail swept to the side in a slow arc, drawing his eye to the sight. "I have certainly enjoyed this arrangement. You're quite the husband, but, I worry about you."

He approached her, running a hand down her back as he wrapped her in a gentle embrace. "We're both feeling out of sorts, but we have to, for Equestria, right? I'm happy to help."

Twilight rested her chin upon his shoulder as her wings beat once, a contented sigh escaping her. "I'm so happy that I met you. I thought my life would never amount to anything special, but now, with you, I know that I have. Why, our love game me wings." She flapped those wings with a smile. "And made me a princess along the way. Mmm, that makes you a prince-consort, technically. How does that sound, my love?"

"Like you're teasing me again." Jason trailed his hand down to her rump and squeezed at one of the ample cheeks, prompting a playful nip at his neck, right above the collar of his shirt. The two laughed with mutual amusement. "I'd never tease you."

Twilight flicked her tail out of the way, inviting his exploration of her curves. "But you just did. If I weren't married, I'd consider you quite the charmer."

He was happy enough petting her back and occasionally sides. "I think I do want to watch those stars with you, if you're up for it."

"After dinner. I have to tend to this." She swished her tail around. "I have to be sure this all works out. I want this to be the best meal you have ever tasted."

"Then you should have asked me." Spike poked his head into the room. "You know I'm the better cook."

"Are not." Twilight stuck her tongue out at her adopted brother of a dragon. "Our contests are quite close. Jason, would you settle this?"

Jason laughed at the whole thing. "I'm just learning how to cook properly. Twilight's showing me. If the food's edible, then we did good, right?" He leaned forward to peer into the oven. "I just don't want to disappoint her."

Spike nodded at that. "I think we'll do great. So, Twi, if you want to get some sleep, I can finish this up."

Twilight waved Spike away. "It's not even close to bedtime. You want the kitchen to yourself that badly? We just started! Go read a book, or something. Jason and I are having quality time together." She ruffled her wings before letting them drape along her sides.

"I think you could use some rest, and maybe I can help him." Spike jogged into the room and peeked into the oven before twirling towards them. "I wanna help!"

Jason considered Spike's sudden presence and attitude. "Spike?" Spike looked towards him. "I'm sorry."

Spike blinked with obvious confusion. "For?"

"For coming in and stealing your sister." He offered a hand. "Just butting in on everything. You're my brother, and nobody asked your opinion. I'm sorry."

Spike narrowed his eyes, then let out a grumpy sigh, before smiling and grabbing the extended limb with his claws, the scales warm and smooth. "Don't apologize for that. You've been good to us all." He went in for a proper hug. "You're not a bad creature, and Twi really loves you." He looked up into Jason's eyes, searching. "But, yeah, I don't, uh, know you super well."

The words struck Jason harder than he expected. "Right. Thank you, Spike."

Twilight gave them both a warm smile. "You two are my favorite males." She used her magic to tap Jason's nose. "Such a thoughtful husband you are! Well, put that way, maybe I should back off. If you and Spike want to have a little quality time together, I can wait."

Jason and Spike glanced at each other. The human's mind was still processing, while the dragon just seemed to be confused, but he smiled all the same. "He's the one making dinner. I'll hang around after we finish our snack, Twilight."

Twilight considered that for a moment. "Very well. Let's have a peek at how that's coming along, hm?" Her horn glowed again, the magical energy pulsing out as the oven opened, a cloud of steam wafting through the air with the delightful scent of freshly baked eggplant. "Ooh, it looks ready! This is where I need you, Jason!" Her magic lifted a plate, setting it in front of him.

Jason sniffed at the offering, noting the rich smells and the steam rising up. "I mostly watched you, but, sure." He grabbed a knife to slice it into proper portions.

Twilight bounced on her hooves at the sight. "Perfect! I'll serve it up, if you just chop it into smaller bits, that'll make it easier for us to eat." She made lines with her hooves to slice along the new longer ways and hurried herself off to fetch some plates. "Want some, Spike? It's yours if you want it."

"Sure, thanks!" Spike peered at the slab as Jason sawed through it. "Now where'd I leave the powdered rubies?" He dashed into the kitchen to search.

Twilight returned with three plates and sets of knives and forks. "Here we go. You first, my dearest." She placed one of the settings before Jason and set the others for Spike and herself.

Jason set the eggplant dish, the main parts and its extras, on each plate with a serving spoon. "There ya go. There ya go. Alright, and one for me." He put the last spoon down on his plate with a smile. "Food I, technically, helped make."

He sat with the others and sank a fork into the source of those delightful smells, just to take a quick bite. The flavor danced across his tongue, rich and warm, savory and seasoned. The juices flowed forth, complementing the smooth, dense consistency of the flesh, and he hummed at the wonderful textures he could feel. "This is wonderful. You are an amazing cook."

Twilight blushed. "That was your cooking." She cut into her own piece, delicately slipping a forkful into her mouth to chew thoughtfully.

Spike chuckled at that, enjoying his portion with the generous gem dust topping it. "Not bad." He waved a forkful at Twilight. "But you totally cooked this. I bet he didn't even touch it."

"I didn't. I watched!" Jason pointed at the offending utensil. "That's for pointing out the obvious, mister."

Spike squealed in mock terror, just to see Jason crack up at the ridiculous display.

"Stop it, both of you." Twilight rose, putting her empty plate on the table. "I'm going to bed early. Take care of yourselves."

Spike and Jason turned to her with twin expressions of shock. "We didn't mean to upset you!"

Twilight raised a hoof, stopping them with a word. "I know that." She let it fall to the floor with a soft thud. "It's not either of you. I'm just tired from the day, and the eggplant is rather filling." She spread her wings and walked away. "Good night, dear."

Jason stared after her, but turned back to his plate to eat his last few bites, and then he waited as Spike finished his own. "So, uh." He considered the dragon that had become also his brother. "Let's chat, if you're up for it. I'd love to get to know you."

Spike raised a brow slowly. "Yeah, I have a question." He put his chin on both folded sets of fingers. "It's no secret what you're doing, becoming the stud of everypony around. Kinda strange, but whatever. Just one question. Are you gonna fuck Rarity, too? I mean, she wants a baby, too, just like Twilight does." He slumped to the table, arms unable to hold his head up. "You and Rarity."

Jason could hear the pain in those words. "Of course I will, if she asks, and if we agree. It's her choice." He reached over, and with his thumb, rubbed circles on the back of Spike's hand. "I really like you, and if you and Rarity are meant to be, I'm sure it'll be fine."

"Thanks, that helps." He slid his hand over to grasp Jason's in a firm shake. "But that's not even fair. Twilight didn't measure me. Maybe I'm one of those 'super males'." He struck a pose, flexing his noodly arms as best he could. "She wouldn't know without looking!"

Author's Note

Jason, Twilight, and Spike have a very domestic time together. It's mostly clean. You are still permitted to issue prompts. We advise they be somewhat sensible. That last one confused Jason.

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