Late Night Date Night

by CrimsonRose97

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Romance, Porn, Sex, Spike, Profanity, Slice of Life, Ember
Length: 3133

Spike forgets date night so his Queen relieves him from his late night duties.

Dated several years after the War, Spike took in so much work dealing with other foreign nations that he had forgotten that he and his lovely mate and Queen setup a date night.

Rachel comes in later that night to give him a little reminder what he was forgetting.

And it all began with him seeing her wearing his favorite dress.

Published 2024-06-13 15:30:00 UTC
Last updated 2024-06-13 15:30:00 UTC

A Little Reminder.

Spike for the most part finds himself in his office more for the past six months. Taking in more and more work to ensure multiple treaties established in many lands outside of Equestria.

Though the prospects of another all out war was far from anyone’s minds he wants to make sure there wasn’t going to be one for his family

As he read on about the latest summary of trade segments with Klugtown, a knock on the door made him mutter something underneath his breath before letting out a yawn.

“Come in.” Spike calls out before continuing to look at the papers. Not looking up to see who came in.

But the second he smelled the sweet, ambrosial scent, his face ripped away from his paperwork to see his mate coming in.

His beloved Queen.

And what she was wearing brought his wings straight up in the air, dropping the papers he had on the desk.

Rachel entered with her head held high, wearing this sexy black shimmery dress. Two thin strips of the same fabric just barely covered her breasts, plunging just above her navel, back was bare, her hips were exposed. Only things that were holding the whole thing together were various size golden rings. Tiny rings held the two strips around her neck with the clasp and slightly bigger and larger sizes chained on her hips. Holding the back end of it together.

Spike’s all time favorite dress his mate had in her wardrobe.

He eyed that dress for a second before looking up at her well done face. Instantly the realization hits him. “Oooh noo.” Spike groaned, burying his face in his hands. “Date night….” Spike remembered.

“Hmm, date night was… six hours ago. It’s currently 1:30 in the morning.” Rachel said, crossing her arms.

“Oh baby, I’m so sorry, I know we planned this.” Spike leaned back on his chair.

“For a month.” Rachel sighed. “We planned a date night a month’s advance.” She said as she approached him. “I’m not angry about you working so much,” She stopped at his desk and leaned against it. “However, I miss my teddy bear. I feel like I haven’t seen you that often for a while.”

Spike frowned before getting up and approached her. “I swear I’ll lighten up the load, I can’t have my Queen being lonely.” He said as his hands slid around her waist, bringing her in for a kiss. “What can I do to make it up to you?”

“You're going to hire more help and stop taking in unnecessary work, you’re going to run yourself into a grave at this point.” Rachel said, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

Spike nodded. “This paperwork will be the last. I’m done for now, is there anything I can do to make up date night?”

Rachel hummed in thought before speaking. “Well, we missed our dinner reservation and the movie, we can reschedule those….” then flashed that incredibly sexy roguish grin of hers. “That doesn’t mean the aftermath is off the table.’

Catching what she was throwing, Spike grinned. He leaned close to her pony-like ears. “Did I mention you look enchanting?” He loops his fingers through the rings on her hips. Pulling her closer to him.

This dress was more revealing than what Rachel usually wears out in public comfortably. She wears a lot of things, but in a land where dragons rarely wear anything or none at all, this was the most exposed she's willing to be in. This dress especially was special to Spike.

“This is my favorite dress, you know.” Spike said as nipped her neck.

Shivers ran down Rachel's body, still grinning.

“I know, that’s why I put it on… though, I’m having problems remembering why you like this dress so much.”

Spike smiled. “Need a refresher?” He continued to tease her. His lips trailing on the spot on her neck before going to her ears again, tugging them with his teeth, pulling on the rings to draw out her answer.

“Please.” Rachel breathed.

Spike didn’t waste any time. He still tugged the rings on her hips, he pulled Rachel with him as he backed up from the desk and back to the chair. He sat down first before turning his mate around and pulled her down to sit on his lap.

He adjusted them to where one of her legs was lifted across his leg and had her lean back with him, her legs spread open for him. One of his hands splayed across her stomach.

“It was doing the Dragon Migration a few years back. We had just put the children to bed so it was all the adults up and about.” Spike said as he moved her hair and draped it over her shoulder, nuzzling against her soft fur. “I wasn’t much in the mood for the festivities. I think you had just come back from visiting the twins when I saw you entering the hall for the first time in this dress.” The hand on her stomach began to move.

Feeling of the silk fabric formed her body, taking in her sweet scent and quickly fueling the senses. Making him forget about work.

“As soon as you came in, I could not keep my eyes focused on anyone else. The things I thought of when I saw you in this.” his other hand grasping on the chain on her hip.

Rachel bit her lower lip. “I may have stolen this from Gemcity. The instant I saw this dress, I thought of you.”

“How very generous, my love.” Spike chuckled. His free roaming hand glided over to her lifted leg. Beginning to stroke her exposed thigh.

“I couldn’t help but be mesmerized that I called you over to get a better look.” Spike continued to recount that night. Listening to her making soft sounds as he was making his way up her thigh.

“Best seat in the house.” Rachel hummed, her breath started to become shallow as the inevitable drew closer.

Feeling him slipping that hand underneath that slit of her dress.

“I distinctly remember doing this to you in front of everyone. Everyone was so distracted with their own thing that they paid no attention to what I was doing to you.” he whispered. Nipping at that spot on her neck before gnawing at her ears.

Loving making her whimper out of the simplest of touches.

“You were hesitant at first and couldn’t really show it but you were sooo enjoying it being toyed in front of so many dra-” Spike froze as he discovered during his exploring his mate that she was not wearing any underwear. He looked at his mate with wide eyes.

“What were you saying?” Rachel acted like nothing was amiss but she knew damn well what she was doing. Her butt grinding against his already hardened groin.

“You naughty, naughty thing.” Spike grinned as he resumed caressing her thigh. already feeling just how wet she was becoming by all of this. “You were starting to get aroused in front of everyone, I couldn’t resist myself and do this.”

Spike slips his fingers up to her moltened slit and begins rubbing the apex of her sex.

Rachel moaned lustfully as she leaned back against him, letting him play with her. His other hand slipped through one of the strips of her top and grabbed her breast.

“The others were so busy doing what they were doing, they weren’t noticing what I was doing to you.” Spike whispered as he rubbed her in a steady motion. His other hand was teasing her nipple. The thumb rubbing it in circles, causing it to be erect. Pinching it with his index and middle finger and tugging it, causing her to whimper and moan. Her back arched aganist him, poking her chest out and felt her hips move against his hand teasing her clit.

The feeling of Spike’s playing and the fabric brushing up against Rachel was making her melt.

Spike licked his lips as he continued. “You couldn’t react but I could tell you were sooo enjoying it.” He nipped her neck again as he slid his fingers in her, listening to Rachel letting out a gasp. Feeling him thrusting his fingers in and out of her. “Not as much as I was enjoying fucking you with my hand in front of-”

Harsh knocking on the door interrupts them. Spike was about to shout whoever was there to fuck off, however, his mate had other plans.

Rachel slips away from him, only to crawl underneath the desk. She puts a finger up to her lips to signal to him to not say that she was here.

Spike coughs “Uh, come in.”

Ember then comes in, and to his surprise, carrying a big stack of more paperworks, some with charred edges.

Spike’s face dropped instantly. “Yeah, those better not going to be for me.” He scowled.

“Sorry, your highness, but I just can’t deal with these talking cats.” Ember grunted. Her nose was a little running, the whites in her eyes were a little red. “I just discovered that I’m allergic to cats, this means those Abyssinians are making me sneeze all over the place.”

Ember turns her head to let out a brief, firing sneeze.

Spike’s eyebrows risen up in her explanatios. “I'm sorry about that but could-”

Spike suddenly jolted when he felt a pair of hands on his inner thighs. He took a quick glance and was left speechless.

Rachel licked her lips as she was starting to massage him. Feeling through his pants up to his groin, her fingers worked on unfastening the button and string. She looked up at him and flashed him that grin again, not breaking any connection as she dugged her hand in his pants and pulled out his cock.

Oh my gods. Spike thought as he gulped.

“Are you okay?” Ember asked, seeing him changed all of the sudden.

Spike cleared his throat. “Sorry. lost my train of thought,”

“Thanks for the understanding.” Ember said with a wave and went to head back out of the office.

“Hold it right there, Ember. Did you have to bring that to me now? It’s getting late.” Spike grunted. Attempting to maintain his composure as he felt his mate putting her lips against his hardened shaft. Caressing the length with her tongue as she gripped it at the base with her hands to keep it steady. Every so often giving him a few good hard pumps, the way he likes it.

“Ironside already went to bed and you’re still up. Thought you wouldn’t mind the extra load.” Ember said, crossing her arms together.

“Now is rather a bad time.” Spike tells her, balling his fists to keep his hands steady. Feeling his mate licking around the broad head, teasing it so.

“Can’t you just put it off until tomorrow where we could have found a way to take care of this deal?” Spike continued to speak. “I have plenty enough as is.”

“I’ll burn all of that stack if I continue to work with it. Seriously, little dude, you used to do all the paperwork for Twilight, this should be a breeze and enjoyable for you.”

“I never enjoyed doing her paperwork for starters and I’m not enjoying you just dropping off work you don’t want to do.” Spike started to get annoyed by that.

But what he does enjoy was Rachel’s work on him. Just casually looking down just to see her opening mouth and shove his thick meat into her and began sucking him off. Her hands and mouth worked in tangeum.

“Take some meds and take these back, We’ll discuss more in the morning” Spike held his ground but resisted himself from grabbing Rachel by her horns and going to town on her.

“Why can’t you just hold on to these here? I don’t see why I-”

“It’s very inconvenient right now and I’m not adding any more work.” Spike spoke sharply, getting more frustrated by the fact he couldn’t fully enjoy this. His hips involuntarily jerked into Rachel’s mouth, hearing her muffling a moan. Nose twitched as he was smelling her arousal.

Ember needs to go with that paperwork before Spike pulls his mate out from the desk, bend her over and just pound her.

Feeling his frustration, Rachel removed a hand from his cock and began massaging his legs, trying to settle him down.

Spike snaked his tail around Rachel’s shoulders as if to say he was okay.

“These can stay for a-”

“Ember, you can’t just fucking pass off work to me. Take these back and go. If you keep trying to pass off this to me again, I’ll have to reevaluate our relationship. You’re my adviser because you took over long ago and assist with things when I am having trouble, I know I took in too much and that will change.”

“You little shit, you can’t threaten me,” Ember growled. “Why can’t you get The Queen to do this?”

Spike’s eyes glowed, demonstrating his power over her. “Good night, Ember.” He spoke calmly.

It's known that if Spike was getting angry and yet he speaks calmly, it's time to reevaluate your choices since he took back the title Dragonlord.

Ember paled quickly before reaching out and grabbed the stack. Fighting the urge to sneeze. “Sorry, Spike.” She said before turning around and goes to the door.

She opens it, pauses before looking back at the Dragonlord. “Dude, I see Rachel’s tail flickering underneath the desk. You could’ve told me to fuck off sooner instead of having her sucking your dick while we spoke.”

“Get out!” Spike snapped.

Ember get out as fast as he could, closing the door behind her.

Rachel pops him out of her mouth to burst out laughing. “Remind me to gift her several boxes of kittens later.” She giggled.

Anyday to be incredibly petty to Ember would be nice.

Spike helped her out of the desk, to only go ahead and turned her around and bend her over the desk. All the work he was doing got pushed away by contact.

Rachel gasps but ends up chuckling as she felt her mate pushes the back of the dress aside, pressed his hardon against her and grabbed hold of the rings on her hips.

He leans over to her ears. “There’s another reason why I love this dress.” his voice dropped low in a husk before nibbling her ear.

Spike knocked his knees between hers, spreading her legs apart, her tail arching and moved out of the way so he could sink his raging hard cock into her tight love hole. Plunging all the way in her molting hot core, hissing deeply at the tightness. Gripping onto the rings like they were reigns.

Rachel made a deep sound, her talon hooves digging into the stone. She outstretched her arms out, gripping on the edge of the desk and held on as she felt Spike pulling out slowly, nearly at the tip before thrusting hard back in.

Each thrust his balls slapped against her ass. Each thrust a sound comes out of her mouth, a rough growl coming from Spike. Each thrust, he pulls the rings, pulling her hips closer to him each time he comes in.

Losing all sense of self as he increased the rigorous love pounding.

“No matter how many times we do this, no matter how many years we’ve been together, or how many years we have in the future, I won’t ever get bored of this, or how many dirty things you let me do to you.” Spike growled.

One of his hands lets go of the rings, slipped it back underneath the front of the dress and began to tease her nub once more.

Rachel arched her back, unable to form any thoughts. Her inner walls clenching his rod, driving them into shared ecstasy.

Spike soon pulled out of her so he could pull her up, spin her back around and prop her on the desk. He knelt down before her, spreading her wet lips and drawing his tongue across her slit.

Rachel tilt her head back, having to taste her, to feed on her like a deprive beast on the verge of starvation. Taking in her pleasure with his tongue.

When Rachel was starting to get a little too loud - not that he minded at all, Spike moved from her pussy and stood back up, silencing her with his lips and tongue. She moaned lustfully when tasted herself on him, wrapping her arms around his neck and shoulders in a deep kiss.

Nestling back in between her legs, Spike pushes himself back in her, both his hands gripping the rings on her hips once more, losing his ever loving mind and fully giving into his primal need.

The desk was rattling at this point as the two dragons got lost into one another, their bodies fused together as one.

During that time, Rachel reaches up to her neck, undoing the chain clasps and letting the two strips of fabric of the top fell. Spike let out a breathless chuckle as he removed his lips from her, bent his head down and wrapped his lips around her breast, clamping down on her nipple,

“Spike!” Rachel called out his name when she let go. When release found her and came all over him.

Spike sped up his thrusts, his growls muffled against her breast as he chased his own release, eventually letting out a roar when he slammed in one last time and her coming again. Shooting deep inside her; feeling the warmth filled her belly and seeped out.

The two stayed connected for a little bet, breathing heavy as the shared euphoria high was coming down. Spike trailing his lips up from her breasts and up to her neck, nuzzling at the crook of it.

And judging by how hard he still was inside of her, he was ready for round 2.

Rachel tugged on his earfins with her teeth. “Carry me to that chair.” She requested. Her eyes flickered to the one behind him.

Without needing to be asked twice, Spike slipped his hands underneath her, feeling the two globes of her ass, digging his fingers into her before hefting her off the desk. Her legs wrapped around his waist he pushes in her while holding her in his arms.

Not wanting to pull out, he quickly carried her to the chair. He promptly sat down, sitting near the edge and leaned back, having her firmly putting her hands on his shoulders and began to ride him into oblivion.

Giving him a very good incentive to never miss another date night.