Spread of Darkness: Clop scenes

“Did I wake you?” he asked. Twilight nodded, opening her glowing violet eyes.

“Yes, but that’s okay. I woke up to something I needed.” she replied, pushing against his pelvis with hungry intent. Spike gave the lavender mare a sly smirk as he wrapped his free claw over her cutie mark, gently scratching the bare centre.

“I have a feeling that your cutie mark is only partially there. There has to be something in the middle of that star.”

Twilight considered what he might have been suggesting. “How do you propose we figure that out?” she teased, sticking her tongue out at him, giving him the raspberry. Spike traced his talon around the edges of the pink star and stopped at the very peak.

“Let’s start with… basic instinct.” he pulled Twilight closer to him and proceeded to lift himself over her. The mare played puppet as she sprawled out on her belly and flicked her tail aside.

“Pick a hole, any hole.” she mused, giving him the raspberry again. Spike chuckled lay down on top of her, sliding his hand under her belly. As the two ponies made out, Spike’s talon rested against Twilight’s most sensitive spot. With the slightest movement, Twilight went rigid. The mare wanted to skip the teasing and go straight to the fun.

Spike wasted no time in complying with her request, and soon, he felt that familiar warmth engulf his dragonhood. Twilight seemed extremely relaxed given the circumstances they were both in at the time. She was looking forward to whatever happened next. This gave Spike an idea. He knew Twilight was naturally submissive during sex, so he wrapped his arms around her torso and midsection and constricted his body around her, driving his member further in.

Twilight gasped at every sensation she felt. Trapped and violated, her fur darkened and her eyes shone green and red. The natural presence around her dark magic forced Spike to partially alter his own form. His scales darkened and his eyes shone white. His voice grew distorted and he sounded like King Sombra when he sighed.

With their combined animalistic natures enhanced by the darkness both possessed, the dark dragon rutted his lover with everything he had. With each thrust, he cringed in on himself, crushing Twilight with his strength, and every time she loved it. Placing her life in Spike’s hands made her feel more alive than she had been since she became friends with the others. She could feel her bones creaking as she was invaded by her lover. No pony could ever have made her feel as good as she felt then.

Her walls constricted around Spike’s penis with the same intensity he gave her. The sheer animosity that the two felt towards pain and pleasure was harmonious. They didn’t feel like themselves, they felt like demons. Creatures had taken over their bodies and were giving them this magnificent feeling, pure unadulterated instinct that screamed at the two of them to hurt and drill each other senseless.

It soon became apparent to the both of them that the position they were in wasn’t enough. Spike released his tight grip around Twilight and rolled her over so they were facing each other. He lifted her up and carried her off the bed. They both slammed into the wall, trying to wedge the dragon’s penis further into Twilight than ever before. They wanted everything out of this night, better than the previous morning.

With Twilight against the wall, crushed between it and Spike, the mare felt his tempo increase. She was close to finishing and knew that he was going to keep going even when she’d reached her limit. The mere thought of the oncoming event (no pun intended) fused with the memory of the sensation she felt, made her ever more eager to finish before he did.

Sure enough, the moment arrived when all hell broke loose inside Twilight. Spike continued to slam against his mare, causing multiple jolts of ecstasy to surge through her. Twilight screamed as loud as she could, having erected a sound-proofing barrier prior to the beginning. Her form changed further and her teeth grew sharp. Her mind went black as she focused on the intense feeling she was receiving. Her voice changed, distorted and flanged. Like an animal, her body reacted as if it were being attacked. She looked down at Spike and lunged forward, biting into his neck like a vampony. Spike reacted with gusto as he increased speed. He could feel Twilight’s sharpened teeth penetrating his scales and the monster inside him wanted more. He dug his claws into the stone wall and pulled himself tighter against Twilight, not losing his rhythm. The mere thought of her pinned against the wall being borderline raped sent him over the edge. He didn’t stop as a similar ecstasy filled his system while he filled her. The couple were wild and mindless as the darkness in each of them entertained their bodies. Spike tore into her cutie mark with his freed hands and continued to thrust, jerking each time.

As the two of them separated, their minds began to return and the memories along with them. The two of them stood on the ground, panting; both wondering what they’d just done. It wasn’t like the previous morning. This time was different, like a Gryphon just had angry sex with a Timberwolf. It made no sense and it was frightening. Twilight was the first one to speak up afterward.

“I…what just…Did we really just do all of that?” her voice didn’t hide any fear. Spike continued to pant, wanting to catch his breath more than anything else.

“I think… we did,” he replied, taking a moment to consider it further. “But… is it just me, or was that beyond awesome?”

Twilight lost her composure and laughed. “Yeah, you’re right, it was. Oh Celestia, I think I’m a masochist! Ow, my flank. Did you have to dig into my cutie mark so deep?” Spike stepped closer to his mare and pulled her closer.

“When it comes to you, I have to dig in deep with everything.” he teased. Twilight giggled and nuzzled him gently.

“Maybe next time, you avoid giving me scars.” she said, placing her head against his chest.