The streets of Ponyville were crowded with its citizens as they were enjoying a beautiful spring day. Foals of all ages were running around as they played various games. Some adults were taking advantage of the weather and were doing some outdoor work. Others opted to relax and sunbathe in the park. Regardless, Aloe and Lotus' Spa Palace was nearly void of life.

Inside the building, a tall and curvy Earth pony clothed in a pink blouse and long black skirt was showing a purple dragon around the spa. The dragon was buffed, albeit he was more leaned muscled, and his green spines were combed back. He was wearing a forest green polo shirt and a pair of black slacks.

“And zat concludes our tour Spike,” the blue pony, Lotus, said with a smile. “Do you have any questions?”

“Not at all Lo…um Miss Lotus,” Spike said. “I’ve got the gist of what to do and where everything is in this place.”

Lotus chuckled and said, “Z’ere is no need for formalities Spike. You can still call me Lotus without ze miss part. I have to say though Spike, I never thought you were the type of dragon to give massages.”

The dragon felt heat rise up in his cheeks. “Well you have Twilight to thank for that really. I did do some reading in the library about massages since I was bored. Twilight saw me, and I decided to use what I read in the books to give her one and she really loved it. It’s no wonder why she wanted me to be a masseur here.”

“You’re always ze modest one Spike,” Lotus said. “But in all seriousness, you were hired just in time. With my sister, Aloe, sick with a cold it’s good to have some extra around here.”

“So how many customers are we going to get? It doesn’t look like the place is really busy.”

“Zat’s the thing Spike. Usually on days like this, nopony really stops by because zey want to enjoy the weather. Today though, we will have our two regular customers.”

“So what do I need to do?”

“Well since you’re the masseur, I want you to get ready for one of our clients while I’ll handle the first part of the treatment for them; it’s just the usual mud bath, sauna, and hot tub routine.”

“Are you sure you don’t want me to help?” Spike asked with a raised eyebrow. “I don’t want you to wear yourself out on these two customers.”

Lotus chuckled and shook her head. “I assure you Spike I’ll be fine with zem. Now you head for the massage room, which is two doors down on ze right, while I go wait for our customers in ze lobby.”

Spike gave a nod and went down the blue colored passageway. He reached a wooden door with elegant engravings. The room was fairly large with the walls painted purple and was dimly lit by a small chandelier. There was a table to the right that had several bottles of various massage oils, and each corner of the room had small tables that held tall, scented candles. The left side had a large folding screen that was used for clients to strip down for the massage and had a stack of white towels nearby on a small table. In the back was a door leading to a small washroom and directly in the middle, under the chandelier, was a large white cushioned table with a hole at the edge of it.

Spike spent the next half hour preparing himself for his client. He took one of the matches that was on the large table to light up all the candles, causing the room to soon start smelling like lilacs. As soon as he was done with that, he went to go wash his hands for his client. Just as he was finishing drying his hands, he heard somepony knock on the door.

“Are you ready in z’ere?” the voice of Lotus said.

“Sure! I’m just about finished washing up!” Spike shouted.

Spike heard the door open and looked out of the washroom to see who it was. As he looked upon the pony that walked in, his stomach sank, his jaw dropped, and his heart nearly stopped. There at the doorway was an elegant white unicorn with a curly purple mane and tail. Her body was not only slim, but had a curvy, hourglass-like figure as well as a generous bosom. She was wearing a crimson blouse along with a loose, long purple skirt. Spike instantly recognized her as his longtime crush, Rarity.

He quickly slammed the door shut and started to breathe heavily. His mind raced with thousands of questions ranging from why it had to be her, to how she would react if she discovered he was the one giving the massage. The door suddenly rapped, causing Spike to yelp and jump a little.

“Are you alright in there darling?” Rarity asked. “I thought you said you were ready for me.”

“Uh-” Spike cleared his throat and said in deep, exaggerated tone, “Yeah . . . just finishing up now. Why don’t you, uh, go get undressed and lay down on the table while I finish up?”

“Are you sure you’re alright in there? You sound a little sick.”

“I-I’m fine, really, I just need a moment to finish up here.”

Spike waited for a few seconds before hearing the sounds of footsteps leading away from the door. He leaned against the wall and thought about what to do. He couldn’t run out, or else not only would Lotus be mad, but Rarity would probably see him run down the hallway. If he stayed in the washroom for any longer, he knew Rarity would get Lotus and tell her about what he was doing.

He gulped a little as he cracked open the door and saw Rarity was hanging her clothes over the folding screen and tucking something under her shirt. She stepped out and grabbed a towel to cover the midsection of her body. She then went over to the massage table and laid face down on it. Realizing he had no way of getting out of it and hoping she wouldn’t see him, Spike took a deep breath and stepped out.

As Spike walked over towards Rarity, he caught a small glimpse of Rarity’s partially exposed flank and felt heat rising up to his face. He slapped himself in the face to snap out of his perverted thoughts and tried not to look at her rounded rump. He looked down again and saw her bare back and the sides of her chest. Spike felt like his head was going to explode from the sight before him and tried not to think of touching those areas.

“Are you ready darling?” Rarity asked.

Spike nodded slowly and said in his exaggerated voice, “Yeah, sorry about the wait there miss. I was making sure I was ready for you.”

“Oh, it’s quite alright there . . . What’s your name?”

Spike looked around the room as he tried to think of another name. His eyes fell upon one of the bottles on the table and read the label on it.

“My name is . . . Hand Cream,” he said before facepalming. Seriously Spike? That’s the best you could come up with?

“It’s nice to meet you Hand Cream. My name is Rarity, owner of Carousel Boutique.” She got up to shake his hand.

Spike quickly pushed her back down onto the mat and said, “Uh . . . that’s not necessary Rarity. There’s no need to get up to just shake my hand. After all, you are here to relax and I don’t want you to move a muscle while you’re here.”

“Well there’s no need to push a lady down,” said Rarity in a disapproving tone. “If you wanted to tell me to not get up, then you should’ve done it more gently.”

“Um . . . sorry about that,” Spike lowered his head. Nice job Spike, way to make a great first impression.

“I’ll let it go this time darling, but for now I’d like for you to get started. I was told you were new here and I’d like how good you are.”

It’s going to be a looooong massage, Spike thought to himself.

He squirted some hand cream on himself and rubbed it in deeply before getting started. Spike pressed his hands hands deep into Rarity’s upper back and started to rub them. As he pressed deeper into her back and rolled his hands around her back, Rarity let out several pleasurable moans. Spike soon changed it up by using one hand to rub her back up and down while using the other to rub the back of her neck. The faint sounds of muscles popping and moans from Rarity echoed throughout the room.

“My goodness Hand Cream, you’re really good at this,” said Rarity with a sigh. “Lotus really made a good choice in making you a masseur here.”

“T-thanks Rarity,” Spike said with a blush on his face. “So . . . why don’t you tell me a little bit about yourself?”

“I’d be delighted to,” the white unicorn said.

Spike listened to Rarity as she told him about her friends. She went into detail about all of them and the adventures she had with them. Spike, on the other hand, was busy pressing his hands along every inch of Rarity’s back. He made his way to her lower back, but Spike didn’t want to touch her flank in fear she would get offended. He went as far as he could until he reached the edge of her back before moving back up and caressing her shoulders and upper back.

“And there you . . . oh! That felt marvelous,” Rarity said as she felt a muscle knot pop. “As I said, there you have it darling.”

“Wow, you’ve got a really exciting life as well as some good friends,” Spike said. He suddenly got an idea that sounded risky, but went for it. “What about that one dragon? I thought I saw one following you or in your shop.”

“Oh, you mean Spike, Rarity said. “He’s a good friend to me and a very nice gentledrake.”

“Yeah that’s the guy,” Spike said. “I’ve seen him around town and what he does. He seems like a cool and handsome dragon.”

Rarity giggled a little and said, “I’ve got to say Hand Cream, I think you’re the first stallion to fall for Spikey-Wikey.”

“Erm . . .” Spike blushed furiously and looked away. Face, meet palm.

“Oh darling, I was merely joking,” Rarity said as she laughed. “Jokes aside, Spike is the nicest dragon you’ll ever see once you get to know him. Perhaps one day I’ll introduce you to him.”

“Yeah . . . that would be great.”

“Oh and Hand Cream?” asked Rarity. “As much as I love getting my back worked on, would you kindly work on my legs now? They’ve been feeling a little tense as well.”

Spike’s face went red as he looked upon her bare legs and her partially exposed rump. “Uh . . . s-sure t-thing Rarity,” he said in a shaky voice. I don’t know whether I should be grateful for this happening to me, or to to scream why me.

Spike grabbed a bottle of oil to lather his hands up, but he was so nervous that he fumbled it and sent it flying into the air. The bottle hit the folding screen that had Rarity’s clothes hanging on it and caused it to rumble a little. Spike watched the bottle hit the ground and was thankful that it was not made out of glass.

TINK

Spike heard something drop near the bottle and saw something golden. He looked down at the object, his eyes shot wide open as he couldn’t believe what he saw. It was the heart shaped Fire Ruby he gave Rarity a little over a year ago. As he looked upon it, Spike saw something peculiar about the necklace: it looked like it had an opening around the heart.

Taking his chances, Spike opened it and was shocked to see none other than himself in a heart shaped picture frame. The picture showed him shortly after the Crystal Empire was saved and being hailed a hero by its inhabitants. He had a big smile on him as he was holding the Crystal Heart about his head. Spike didn’t know what to think from this and stared at the picture in awe.

“Hand Cream, is something- WAHAHA!” Rarity screamed as noticed the tail. “Y-you’re no stallion!”

Spike forgot that Rarity was so close by and felt his heart stopped. Knowing that there was no way out, he took a deep breath and looked up.

“H-hello Rarity,” he said in a small voice. “Um . . . fancy meeting you here.”

“S-Spike!? What in the name of . . .” Rarity noticed she was still naked and covered herself with the towel. “What are you doing here of all places!?”

“Rarity, wait a minute,” said Spike in a shaky voice. “I-I was hired by Aloe and Lotus to be a new masseur. I really had no idea you were my first client.”

“Well then why did you lie to me!?” she scolded. “You should’ve told me that it was really you.”

“I did it because I didn’t want you to think of me differently!” Spike shouted in desperation.

The room went silent with a few minutes as Rarity took the words in. “What do you mean by that?” she asked in a stern tone.

Spike took a deep breath and said, “I didn’t want to tell you it was me because I thought you would think I was some jerk who wanted to see you naked. When I saw it was you Rarity, I knew if I exposed myself to you, you’d think I was just being some peeping tom who sneaked in. I was afraid that you would hate me and think I was only doing this job just to see naked mares.”

The room fell silent again and the air filled with tension. Spike waited for a response of any kind and expected the worse. It was over between his friendship with Rarity. She’d probably never want to speak to him again and he lost any chance left he had for her.

“Spike, I want you to look at me,” said Rarity in a softer tone. The dragon looked up to see, to his surprise, Rarity smiling at him. “I’m not angry at you Spikey. I’m just disappointed that you lied to me. You’re one of my closest friends and a very modest one at that. It takes a lot of courage to not only be a masseur, but to not take advantage of naked mares such as myself.”

“T-thanks Rarity,” said Spike in a small voice.

“You’re quite welcome Spike. Now let’s . . .” Rarity saw in the corner of her eye the Fire Ruby necklace was still in Spike’s hand. “Spike . . . you didn’t happen to notice anything about that necklace, did you?”

Spike’s stomach flipped as he realized the Fire Ruby necklace was still in his hand. “Uh . . . well you see . . .” he began to say.

Rarity’s face turned a deep crimson red as she looked down. “You . . . you saw what was in it . . . didn’t you?”

Spike nodded slowly and said, “Yeah . . . but why is there a picture of me? The only reason you would do that is because . . . you . . . like . . . me.”

Rarity said nothing and looked away.

“Rarity, I want to know the truth. Do you actually . . . like me?” He heard no response. “Rarity?”

“. . . Yes,” she said in a small voice. “Yes I do Spike.”

The dragon was taken aback by the sudden statement. “But . . . why? Why would you like me?”

Rarity looked at Spike with an incredulous expression. “Why wouldn’t I? I don’t even know where to begin Spike. You’re the kindest and most gentle dragon I’ve ever met. You’re always willing to give a helping hand to those in need and never complain about it. You’re willing to do anything for any of us, whether it be big or small. You’re a real gentledrake as well and know how to treat a lady And it’s thanks to you that I received a lot of attention from Canterlot with my designs.”

“What do you mean by that?” asked Spike.

“Do you remember that fashion show that went horribly wrong two years ago?” asked Rarity. “It was the one where Hoity Toity showed up and I was nearly ruined.”

Spike felt guilt overcome him as he remembered what happened with the Grand Galloping Gala dress designs. “You don’t need to tell me twice,” he said in a remorseful tone. “But why would you thank me for that? I was the one who pulled the strings to get Hoity Toity to come see those dresses. And we all know how well that went.”

“And yet you were the one who also got him back to see the original designs,” said Rarity. “Twilight told me that after the disaster, you felt guilty about what happened and pulled a lot of strings to get Hoity Toity to come back and see the new designs. After that, a lot of customers from Canterlot become interested in me and wanted some dresses from me. In fact, when I was with Fancy Pants, I told him about the fashion show and what you did. He said I was very lucky to have a dragon like you around to help.”

Spike blushed profusely and muttered, “Um . . . it was nothing Rarity.”

“But it wasn’t just your help that got me famous in Canterlot Spike,” said Rarity. “In the time you stayed in Ponyville, I saw how deeply committed you were to making me happy.”

“I’m not following you.”

“What I mean darling is that you weren’t like the other stallions who were trying to win me over. While other stallions seemed only interested in my beauty and looks, you went out of your way to make me as happy as possible. You assisted me in making dresses, you went gem hunting with me, and you were even a mobile pincushion at one point.”

“What truly made me see you as a special dragon was how you were willing to put your life on the line to save me. When those horrible Diamond Dogs ponynapped me, you were the one leading the charge against those brutes. Even though they were twice as big as you and twice as strong you didn’t care, you wanted to save me. And then there were times where you were there for me when I was feeling depressed. Tell me Spike, do you remember when we all met up after the Grand Galloping Gala?”

“Who wouldn’t remember that?” asked Spike. “Ever since that incident, Princess Celestia made some changes to make the gala more exciting instead of it being the borefest you all told me about.”

“Well I’m sure you remember Prince Blueblood right?”

“Oh yeah . . . him,” said Spike in an icy tone. “What about him?”

“Well during the get together at Pony Joe’s place, I was heartbroken by what that horrible prince did to me. While the others were distracted I went outside to ponder what just happened, but you saw me and came out to comfort me. You told me that you would always be there when things went bad for me, remember?”

Spike smiled a little and nodded. “I actually do now remember that,” he said.

“And of course, I’m sure you remember what happened on your birthday.”

Spike lowered his head and his face went pale white. He remembered how he turned into a gigantic dragon and nearly demolished Ponyville as a result. Although the town forgave him and helped rebuild it, he still felt guilty about what he did.

“I . . . yes, yes I do,” he said in a hollow voice.

“Spike, there’s no need to sound so grim,” said Rarity. “I know you still feel bad about it. Remember when you gave me that Fire Ruby though?”

Spike gave a small nod and said, “Yeah . . . what about it though?”

“When you gave that to me Spike, I knew that you were willing to give up something so precious to make me happy. I knew how much you wanted to eat it, but when you saw me you willingly gave it to me, I was really shocked to see you act so generous. You said something so precious and beautiful like the Fire Ruby should be with me. I knew at that moment you were willing to do anything to make me happy, even if it meant giving up something you loved dearly.”

“So . . . when we nearly fell to our death and I tried to tell you something, you actually . . .”

“Knew about your crush on me? Yes, I knew all along about your crush. I just never said anything about it because I was still struggling with how I felt about you.”

“So after the events of my birthday, did you actually start to like me then?”

“Well . . . in a way yes,” said Rarity. “I did start to see you as a very special dragon, but yet I wasn’t so sure as to what to make of those feelings. It wasn’t until what happened in the Crystal Empire was when I realized you were the one for me. You may still look the same and act somewhat the same, but you changed in more ways than one in my eyes. You weren’t just an assistant who helped all of us, you became a real hero and showed that you were willing to do anything to save us. During the ceremony where you were hailed a hero, I took a picture of you and decided to turn the Fire Ruby necklace into a locket with your picture in it. I’ve been secretly wearing it ever since to show how much I care for you.”

Spike couldn’t believe what he was hearing and nearly let his jaw drop. “But . . . why didn’t you say anything?” he asked.

“First of all darling, it’s usually customary for stallions to propose their love to the mare of their dreams,” said Rarity. “Secondly, I honestly thought you didn’t feel the same way.”

The dragon raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. “What do you mean by that?”

“There were times I saw you with one of the other girls, such as Applejack, and you showed some interest in her. You also showed some interest in Fluttershy as well since I saw the two of you being together. A part of me thought that the crush you had on me was some sort of phase or something and that you were over me.”

“What? Rarity, I wasn’t interested in Applejack in the first place,” said Spike. “She actually wanted my help around the farm because there were a few farm hooves who were out and I gladly offered to help her around. As for Fluttershy, she needed some help in taking care of some animal migrations such as the birds who fly south for the winter.”

Rarity looked at Spike in awe. “You mean you never really were interested in any of the other girls?”

Spike shook his head and said with a smile, “Never Rarity, it was always you.”

Rarity felt her heart soar as the dragon smiled warmly at her. She got up to go hug Spike, but just as she got close to him he put a hand up. Rarity looked at Spike with a confused expression on her face. She saw the expression on the dragon’s face was a mixture of somber and sadness.

“Spike, what’s the matter?” asked the white unicorn in a concerned tone. “Aren’t you happy to know that I actually have feelings for you?”

“Rarity . . . I’m happy that you actually love me, but I’m not sure what to make of it,” he said.

“What are you talking about Spikey Wikey? This is what you want, isn’t it?”

“Don’t get me wrong Rarity, this is what I want. I’m just worried you may be playing with my feelings again.”

Rarity stepped back in shock and said, “Spike, I would never . . .”

“Don’t lie to me Rarity!” he shouted. “I’ve seen you with other stallions before and you seemed to be head over heels for them!”

“What stallions? Spike, what are you talking about?”

“I think you know who I’m talking about: Fancy Pants and that Thunderlane guy. You were practically talking about Fancy Pants every day ever since you came back from Canterlot. Then just recently, there was that incident when you went to see Rainbow at the Wonderbolt Academy. Some pegasus named Thunderlane saved you and I’ve seen him hang out with you and talk to you a lot. What if you’re just saying it because you’re playing with my feelings?”

“Spike . . .” Rarity tried to say.

“I know I’m not really the strongest or nobility Rarity,” said Spike. “But I don’t want to be fooled though into thinking that you’re playing with me. What if you find some other pony who’s better than me?”

“Spike . . .” said Rarity in a louder voice.

“I’ll admit I’m not the smartest or strongest pon . . . um dragon ever, but I don’t care. I’d be willing to do anything to let you know how much I love you. Please Rarity, just promise me that . . .”

“SPIKE!” shouted Rarity.

She let go of her grip on the towel covering her body and rushed over to embrace the dragon. She wrapped her arms around his head and planted her lips right on his. Spike’s eyes shot wide open as he tasted a mixture of berries and sweet honey from the unicorn’s lips. His eyes slowly drooped as he wrapped his arms around her back and brought her closer to him. The world around them dissolved and time seemed to have slowed down for the two as they held the kiss with one another. After a few minutes, the two broke the kiss to catch their breath and smiled at one another. As they held each other closely, Spike suddenly remembered Rarity was naked and panicked.

He broke the embrace and shielded his eyes in embarrassment. “R-Rarity, I . . . uh didn’t mean to look at you . . .”

He was silenced by the white unicorn placing her finger on his lips. She then used her other hand to move Spike’s hand covering his eyes, allowing him to catch a full look at her bare body. Rarity winked at him as she waved a finger at him. In a trance from her beauty and charm, Spike obeyed and got closer to her.

“Spike, you’ve got nothing to be ashamed of,” she said in a soft tone. “Now I want you to listen to me, okay?” Spike nodded slowly, allowing Rarity to continue. “Darling, I have no personal feelings for Fancy Pants or Thunderlane. First of all, I’m way too young for Fancy Pants. He’s already married to Fleur De Lis as well. Secondly, Thunderlane was with me because I owed him a favor for him saving my life. He wanted a suit for himself so he could actually ask out Fluttershy to a date.”

“Fluttershy?” asked Spike in an incredulous voice.

“Yes Spike, apparently Thunderlane knew Fluttershy from flight camp and had a bit of a crush on her,” said Rarity. “He wants to take her out to dinner and become her coltfriend. In fact, Fluttershy was with me up until the massage and she accepted the date. I’ve been giving her some tips on what to do on a first date.”

“Well . . . I guess I was mistaken as well,” said Spike as he rubbed the back of his head. “I’m sorry about that outburst.”

“Darling, you have nothing to be sorry for,” she said in a sultry tone. “But maybe it’s time I finally give my hero the reward he’s so long deserved from me.”

Spike’s face went completely red and muttered, “R-Rarity, I . . . I’m not sure about—” He was once again silenced, but this time by a quick kiss from Rarity.

“Just let it happen Spike. You’ve given so much without asking for anything in return and now it’s my turn to give you something.”

She used her magic to levitate Spike and focused on his clothing. The dragon could only watch as his shirt, pants, shoes, socks, and boxers all came off. Upon being set down, the magical grasp upon his body ceased and he covered himself in shame.

“Rarity, what if Lotus or Fluttershy hear us?” he asked in a nervous tone. “They’re not too far away from us and I don’t think the walls are that thick.”

“Then let them hear us darling,” said Rarity as she wrapped her arms around Spike. “Let them hear us express our love for each other.”

Rarity pushed herself onto Spike for a kiss, causing him to stumble back. He fell onto the table along with Rarity and held the kiss with her. Spike felt Rarity open her mouth and prod her tongue against his lips. In turn, he opened his mouth and allowed her tongue to mingle and wrap around each other’s. Neither tongue fought or struggled for dominance, but instead lapped over each other and took in the juices.

Rarity began to shift the lower part of her body along Spike’s member. The dragon noticed this and began to feel it rising up and poking against Rarity’s stomach. As the white unicorn started to move her body more, Spike began to feel a wetness that ran down from his stomach to his groin. A strange smell started to fill his nostrils as well and suddenly realized the wetness was coming from Rarity’s soaked marehood. He grasped onto her and began to shift his body as well, causing his phallus to stroke along Rarity’s outer folds and up to her stomach.

Spike slowly got up, but was quickly pushed down back by Rarity. She broke the kiss and looked at Spike with lust in her eyes. “No darling,” she said. “I want to make you feel relaxed. You don’t need to move a muscle at all.”

She slowly began to move down Spike’s body and planted small kisses along his neck, chest, and stomach. Rarity continued to inch her way down until she got to Spike’s now stiff phallus. She took the smell of musk emitting from it and looked up to see Spike gawking at her. The white unicorn smiled smugly and placed her hand around the shaft, causing the dragon to gasp. Rarity moved her hand up and down Spike’s dragonhood slowly in a teasing like manner. As she stroked it, she moved her lips to the tip and started to lick it slowly and wrapped her tongue around it. Spike threw his head back and stifled a moan as the pleasure surged through him and watched Rarity worked her tongue.

The white unicorn stopped fondling with Spike’s member and pulled her chest up near it. Smiling to herself, she placed her hands around her breasts and cupped them around the dragon’s throbbing shaft. Spike felt the sudden warmth around him and looked up to see to see, to his surprise, Rarity rubbing her bosom against him and winked at him. She lowered her head to the tip and, ever so slowly, took the shaft into her mouth. As she went further down, she snaked her tongue around the dragon’s member and took the whole thing until it reached her throat.

Spike nearly let out another moan as he felt the combination of Rarity’s bosom rubbing against him and her tongue licking his phallus. The white unicorn bobbed her head massaged her breasts slowly at first, but with each passing second she started to pick up the pace. Rarity used her tongue to lick every inch of Spike’s shaft as she moved her head up and down. Although she could tell Spike was enjoying the treatment, the white unicorn didn’t want to go too fast. She wanted her dragon to enjoy this as long as possible and went teasingly slow with licking his member.

Spike was in total bliss as he felt Rarity’s tongue cover his dragonhood as well as her bosom rubbing against it. He couldn’t help but let out a loud moan as he heard every slurp made and every lick that against his member. He watched her continuously rubbing her chest against his dragonhood and bob her head. Rarity looked up at him and winked again just as she bobbed her head up and slowly licked the dragon’s phallus from the base to the very tip. Spike once again let out another moan and was overcome by the pleasure.

As Rarity continued to suck and lick, Spike began to feel something bottle up in his groin area. He knew what was about to happen and how quickly he was losing control. He tried to hold it for a bit longer in hopes of letting Rarity keep going. He knew though that he couldn’t hold it for much longer and started to pant.

“R-Rarity . . .” he said in between pants. “I . . . I can’t . . . hold it anymore.”

The white unicorn heard his plea and stopped for a moment to look at him. The dragon could’ve sworn he saw her smile, but she suddenly resumed bobbing her head. She started to lick and suck faster on Spike’s dragonhood, causing him to moan and pant. The dragon gripped the sides of the table as he felt his shaft throbbing and the pressure build up inside it.

“Rar . . . Rarity, I . . .” Spike tried to say.

She ignored him and took the dragon’s phallus all the way in her mouth three more times. Spike couldn’t take the pressure anymore and let out a loud moan that echoed in the room. Rarity felt his seed release into her mouth and took it all in. She swallowed a little bit before removing her mouth and letting the rest spurt out of the tip. After a few minutes, Spike felt the pressure fade from his member and collapsed to the table and panted.

Rarity scooted herself up to Spike’s face and looked at him with a warm smile. The two moved in for another kiss that was short, but sweet to both of them. They snuggled up with each other and stayed like this for what seemed to be hours. Gone was the smell of lilacs by the candles and was instead replaced with the smell of musk and excitement from both Spike and Rarity. Silence fell upon the room, with the exception of them panting, as they both regained their bearings.

Finally, after a few minutes, Rarity said, “Are you feeling relaxed and relieved Spikey Wikey? If not, I know of one other way to relieve you of your stress.” She took her hand and stroked Spike’s member until it became stiff again. “Ready for the second part of your treatment darling?”

Before Rarity could position herself, Spike got up and stopped her. “Rarity, before we continue this, I want to do something with you,” he said.

“What is it darling?” she asked in a bemused tone.

“I want to finish what I started with your massage, but by returning what you just did to me.”

“Spike, I can’t ask you to do something like that. I already said it’s my turn to give you something for all your efforts. I don’t want to . . .”

“No Rarity, I do want to return the favor,” said Spike in a stern tone. “I want to make you feel good, just like you did to me.”

“Darling, I . . .”

“Just hear me out, okay? There was also one other reason I fell for you Rarity. You pretty much have been the one stopping me from becoming a rampaging dragon like on my birthday.”

“I’m not really following you on this.”

“What I mean Rarity is that you really taught me how to be as generous as you. You showed me that it was better to give than to receive. I’ve realized that ever since that incident, you showed me how to control my urges to hoard stuff by giving to others, much like the Fire Ruby I gave you. I’m not going to lie here though and let you do everything. I want to return the favor as well.”

Rarity looked at Spike with awe as she let those words sink in. After a minute, she nodded slowly and said, “Very well darling, just be gentle please.”

Both Rarity and Spike got off the table and switched positions on the table. Rarity spread her legs open, allowing Spike to fully see her soaked marehood. Spike contemplated on what to do first as he looked at her from top to bottom. As he looked at her, the dragon smiled to himself as he came up with how to pleasure Rarity. He laid down on her and placed one hand near her lower lips and moved his lips to her forehead.

“Spike, what are you doing?” asked Rarity with a tad of nervousness in her voice.

The dragon ignored her and instead started rubbing the white unicorn’s outer folds, causing her to stifle a moan. While he was rubbing her lower lips, Spike used his other hand to rub and squeeze her right breast. As he worked his fingers and hand on Rarity, Spike moved his head up towards her forehead. He opened his mouth and used his tongue to lick her horn from the base to the tip. Rarity’s eyes shot wide open from the sudden sensitive touch and yelped.

Spike immediately stopped what he was doing and had a concerned look on his face. “Rarity, are you okay?” he asked. “Did I go too far? Was I too rough with you?”

The white unicorn shook her head and rubbed her horn. “No Spikey, but that was really unexpected of you to just do that to my horn. Don’t you know that a unicorn’s horn is sensitive to such acts like yours?”

“Actually . . . yes I did,” admitted Spike. “I read up on some books about unicorns and their horns. It’s not only sensitive, but it’s actually a pleasure area for them as well if it’s licked.”

Rarity was taken aback by what the dragon said. “You . . . certainly do more reading than I thought Spike.”

“I guess that’s what happens when I’m raised by a very studious pony who practically spent half her life in the books. But back to my question. Was I being too rough with you?”

“Oh heavens no Spike,” she said. “I was merely surprised with what you did. In fact . . . it did feel kind of good.”

“So you wouldn’t mind if I did it again?” asked Spike.

“Not at all darling, but next time you want to do something like that, let me know.”

Spike smiled and nodded. “You got it Rarity.”

He went down again and used his hand to rub Rarity’s moist cave and used the other to rub her breast. He leaned over and licked her horn again, earning a small whimper of pleasure from her. The dragon lapped his tongue over every inch of Rarity’s horn and even wrapped his tongue around it and suckle on it for a little bit. He decided to step things up a notch by slipping one of his fingers into her marehood, earning another moan from her. He slid it in and out of her ever so slowly while he slowly slid his mouth down Rarity’s horn and wrapped his tongue around it again.

Rarity let out a gasp and shivered in delight as Spike worked his tongue around her horn. He slowly bobbed his head, careful not to poke the back of his mouth. He slid another finger into her marehood and thrusted them in and out a little faster. Spike become bolder with his actions and went faster with bobbing his head and sliding his fingers in her. Rarity whimpered and panted as she could feel pressure starting to build up in her horn and in her lower lips. His tongue lapped and swirled all around her horn, leaving no place untouched by it. As she felt the pressure build up in her horn, Rarity tapped Spike on the shoulder, but he was too focused on what he was doing.

“S-Spike . . . stop!” she yelled out.

The dragon broke out of his trance and looked at Rarity with a worried look on him. “Are you alright Rarity?” he asked. “Was I being too rough, or do something wrong?”

The white unicorn shook her head and said, “No darling, it’s just I wanted you to stop sucking and licking my horn. You do know what happens when the . . . pressure, I should say, builds up in there and gets to be too much, right?”

“Um . . . actually I didn’t read about that,” said Spike in a small voice. “So is it the same like what happened when you were pleasuring me?”

“In a way darling, yes,” she said. “The difference though is that when the pressure becomes too much, the unicorn’s horn shoots a powerful blast of magic out.”

“Oh, I see now,” said Spike. “Well I can stop doing that if you want to. Shall I finish what I did down there?”

Rarity simply smiled and spread her legs. “Go right ahead darling. I may already be kind of close, but I want to see how well your tongue is inside me.”

Spike nodded and moved his body down until his head was in front of Rarity’s pink and soaked marehood. The smell of excitement nearly overtook him as he took in the fumes. He disregarded it though and opened his mouth to let his tongue lap up the juices around her outer folds. Rarity took a sharp intake of breath as she felt Spike’s dexterous and rough tongue lick around her moist cave. She laid on the table and panted calmly as she let Spike work his tongue.

The dragon moved his head and buried it into Rarity’s crotch. He used his tongue to slowly lick her opening from the bottom to her clitoris, earning him a loud moan from the white unicorn. Spike stuck his tongue deep into Rarity’s marehood and started to lick every inch of her. She threw her head back as the feeling of Spike’s tongue drove her wild. He darted his tongue in and out of her moist cave and swirled his tongue inside of her.

He creeped his hand up around Rarity’s marehood and slid two fingers into her. She stifled another moan and started to pant rapidly as she started to lose control. Spike didn’t miss a beat as he inserted his fingers deep into Rarity and stuck his tongue as far as he could into her. He swirled his tongue inside her and licked every inch of her walls while sliding his fingers at a fast pace. As Spike went faster with his fingers and tongue, Rarity panted more and lost control of herself. She tried to control her rapidly approaching climax, but the more Spike used his fingers and tongue, the more futile it proved to be. Spike’s work on her sensitive spots proved to be too much for Rarity though as she felt her climax was just about to happen.

“S-Spike . . . I . . .” she tried to say, but couldn’t finish it. “OOOHHH!” she moaned as she hit her climax.

Spike felt Rarity’s juices flood his mouth and swallowed some of it. He moved his head back as the rest of Rarity’s juices squirted and trickled out between her legs. Both Spike and Rarity both cuddled up against each other as they once again regained their bearings. As Spike relaxed a little, he suddenly felt Rarity’s hand stroke his phallus again. It wasn’t long before her hand got him stiff again. She looked at Spike with a seductive look on her face, indicating she was ready for him.

“So . . . where do you want it anyway?” asked Spike.

“Spike, when I said I wanted to give you something, I meant it,” said Rarity. “And I want to give you all my love.” She got up and hovered her marehood just above Spike’s stiff shaft. “But before we begin darling, I want to do something to ensure that we don’t have any accidents.”

Rarity’s horn lit up and Spike felt some sort of pressure on his dragonhood. He looked down to see it glowing a blue aura. He winced a little as his groin area was feeling a little painful, like somepony kicked him lightly in the dragonballs. As quickly as the pain came though, it disappeared as well as the aura around his phallus. Spike looked down and saw no real change around his groin. He looked up at Rarity with a bemused expression on his face.

“What did you do Rarity?” he asked.

“I performed a new way to ensure that you don’t fertilize my seed darling,” said the white unicorn. “It’s a spell meant to sterilize a stallion’s, or in this case, dragon’s seed. It helps stop a stallion from impregnating a mare.”

“So if I release myself inside you, then I don’t have to worry about that?” asked Spike.

“That’s correct darling. I know you were wincing in pain from it and I apologize for it. It’s a minor side effect with no repercussions.”

“I understand Rarity. But before we start, are you sure this is what you want?”

The white unicorn nodded and said, “I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

She took the member in one hand and slowly lowered her marehood onto it. Spike could feel the warmth of Rarity as his phallus poked at the entrance of her lower lips. The two inhaled deeply as Spike entered Rarity’s lower lips. His dragonhood pushed slow and steady, with each inch massaging and rubbing Rarity’s inner walls. As Rarity’s marehood reached the base of Spike’s member, both of them let out a gasp of air. Spike could feel the tightness of the white unicorn around his shaft. Rarity felt full by how much space his dragonhood was taking in her moist cave.

The two didn’t move for a couple of minutes until Rarity decided to make the first one. She slowly raised her hips and then slid back down to the base. She slowly began to pick up the pace as she rode Spike, letting her hips slam against him and her bosom flop around. Spike gasped in pleasure with each time he felt Rarity ride him and began to gyrate his hips so they could match her hip movements. Rarity laid down across Spike’s body and pulled him into a deep kiss while the two rutted each other.

Spike then broke the kiss and got up, surprising Rarity a little bit. He pulled out of her marehood, grabbed her, and flipped her around on the table so that she was on her back. Spike looked down at her as he wrapped his arms around her raised legs and inched his phallus towards her marehood. He slid it into her with a little bit of ease, but the tightness of her moist cave sent shivers throughout his body. As soon as he was fully inside her again, Spike looked down at Rarity and saw her give a nod.

He pulled his member out of her a little and slammed it back in, causing Rarity to moan a little. He pulled out of her again, but this time fully, and then thrust himself into her again. The dragon gyrated his hips as he thrust into her with more force and more speed. Rarity began to pant and moan as she felt the dragon thrust in and out of her with such speed. She could feel his dragonhood rubbing against her walls and reaching to the deepest parts of her moist cave. She too began to gyrate her hips and match Spike’s hip movements.

As Spike continued to thrust his hips into her, Rarity moaned loudly and let her tongue loll out. The dragon panted heavily as he gave it his all, but didn’t relent on his thrusting. The sounds of moaning, panting, and Spike’s sack slapping against Rarity echoed throughout the room. With each thrust he did, Spike felt Rarity’s inner, rigid walls rub against him and made him feel good. The combination of both the tightness and the rigidness inside Rarity was starting to drive Spike crazy and made him moan and pant even more.

The dragon could feel the pressure build up inside him and knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. “Rarity . . . I’m . . . I’m going to . . .” he began to say.

The white unicorn cut him off by saying, “Darling . . . just hold on a little more. I’m not near my peak yet.”

Spike nodded and slowed down his thrusts inside of Rarity. He slid in and out of her slowly, which ebbed the pressure from his phallus. He stopped pushing his member in and instead started to gyrate his hips against Rarity’s marehood. Spike could still feel his dragonhood move inside her, but he could also tell that Rarity was enjoying it. The dragon heard Rarity pant more and more as he moved his hips around and his member still penetrating deep inside her.

He decided to pick up the pace again and thrust his phallus in and out of her at a fast pace. Spike closed his eyes in concentration so that he wouldn’t climax too soon, but he was already getting close. Rarity could feel the rigidness of Spike’s member starting to get the best of her. With each thrust he did, she could feel it pushing deeper inside her and was losing control of herself. She did her best to maintain her composure, but yet the pressure inside her was building up fast. As Spike went faster and thrust harder into her, his climax was rapidly approaching and barely had control of it.

“Rarity, I . . . I can’t hold out any longer!” he shouted in between pants. “I . . . really can’t!”

“It’s alright Spikey Wikey,” she said in a small voice. “I’m . . . I’m very close as well. Don’t you pull out of me darling. I want it all inside me.”

Spike nodded and thrust harder and faster inside Rarity. He pounded the inside of her marehood and drove himself as deep as he could inside her. As the dragon’s climax just about happened, he gave a few last powerful thrusts inside her. The pressure from the tightness of Rarity’s moist cave was now too much for Spike to handle. He gave one last powerful thrust before letting out a loud moan.

“RARITY!” he shouted.

“SPIKEY!” shouted Rarity.

The dragon shot his seed deep inside Rarity and let out another moan. Load after load was released inside of her womb. He could also feel the juices from Rarity’s climax squirt out a little and trickle along his phallus. After a minute, the pressure from both of them ebbed and they panted like they just sprinted through the Running of the Leaves. They both looked at each other with smiles on their faces. Spike leaned down and gave Rarity another kiss on the lips. The two laid together for what seemed to be an eternity, unaware of their surroundings.

The door suddenly knocked and was opened. “Vat’s going on in here?” asked a mare’s voice.

Spike felt his insides freeze up as he recognized the voice. He looked up to see, to his horror, none other than Lotus. He also managed to catch a familiar yellow pegasus, Fluttershy, standing right behind her. Both of them had shocked expressions on them as they looked upon the sight before them. Fluttershy’s face went completely red and looked away. Lotus, on the other hand, narrowed her eyes and stared at Spike. The dragon looked down in shame as he knew what was about to happen. He was going to be fired, or worse be known as some creep who took advantage of a naked mare. Either way, he knew he was going to be in hot water for what he did.

“Spike, vat is the meaning of this?” asked Lotus. “I thought I heard something from here and it looks like I’m right.”

“Um . . . well . . .” he couldn’t find the words to speak and felt like his tongue was cut out.

“Lotus, before you do anything to my Spikey Wikey, let me say something,” said Rarity as she pushed Spike off. “If you’re going to blame somepony for this mess, then blame me. I was the one who pushed Spike into doing this with me, not him. I did it because I like . . . no love him with all my heart. He’s been such a hard working dragon who’s never asked for anything in return and I wanted to reward his efforts with giving my body to him. So if you want to yell, then you better yell at me.”

Lotus’ expression changed from a look of anger, to looking amused. “Well Spike, it looks like you really gave her a . . . special massage I should say,” she said. “And I have to admit, you really are lucky to finally have a mare like Miss Rarity here.”

Spike finally found the words to say something. “Wait, what?” he asked in an incredulous tone. “Aren’t you mad for what I’ve done?”

“Well I’m not too happy that the room smells of yours and Rarity’s excitement and the mess made,” she said. “Usually we save stuff like that for those who request the Happy Ending Treatment. Besides Spike, I actually purposely sent Rarity to you without telling you your name.”

“What!?” shouted both Rarity and Spike.

“I knew about your crush on Rarity, so I figured maybe something like this would’ve happened.”

“Wait, how did you . . .?”

“Everypony knows about it Spike,” said Lotus. “It’s not exactly the most well kept secret. It didn’t help you wore a shirt with a heart and Rarity’s picture in the middle. Everypony from this town to Manehattan, and even to Canterlot knows about it.”

Spike’s face drooped. “That many?” he asked. Lotus nodded and looked down to Rarity who was nodding as well. Subtlety, thy name sure isn’t Spike.

“Lighten up Spike, you have her at last,” said Lotus. “I really couldn’t be happier for you two. Now then, about your punishment for what you did.”

Spike gulped and was ready to accept what was going to happen.

“I want you to clean zis mess up and as for your job, you can forget it.”

The dragon lowered his head in shame.

“Because you are being promoted to ze Happy Ending Treatment masseur.”

Spike looked up at Lotus with an awed look. “You . . . you mean it? But if I’m with Rarity, I don’t want to do what I did to her with other mares.”

The blue pony chuckled and said, “Don’t worry about that Spike. Zese masseurs are personal actually and are assigned to a specific client until zey no longer request their services. Some of them are mares and some of them are stallions. Zey each have their own rooms, but there are only a couple of you. And unlike ze regular massage areas, ze room you’ll get will be soundproof.”

“Wow . . . I don’t know what to say,” said Spike with a smile. “Thanks Lotus, thank you so much.”

“Zink nothing of it Spike,” she said. “After you clean zis mess up, why don’t you go home? I think you two need to celebrate and let your friends know.”

“Well knowing Pinkie, she already . . .” Spike was suddenly interrupted by a pink blur that whizzed passed him, Rarity, Lotus, and Fluttershy. In their hands were invitations to a “Congratulations Spike and Rarity for Getting Together Party!”. “Knows about it,” finished Spike.

“It’s such a mystery how she knows zese kinds of things so quickly,” said Lotus.

“I just learned to roll with it in the years I’ve known her,” said Spike.

“Well regardless of that, I need you to clean zis room up Spike. And be sure to spray some air freshener around so the musky smell doesn’t drive off ze next customer. Miss Rarity, when you are ready to leave, come see me to pay.” Lotus walked out of the room and shut the door.

“I guess I better get started.”

“Wait darling,” said Rarity. “I’m to blame for this mess as well. I’ll gladly help clean up.”

Spike looked at Rarity with a shocked expression. “Rarity, you don’t need to . . .”

“I insist darling on doing this. I don’t care if I have to get a little dirty. I would like to spend as much time as I can with my Spikey Wikey.”

The dragon blushed a little and handed Rarity a white rag. “We might as well get started then.”

As the two cleaned up the room together, Spike looked at Rarity and she looked at him. They both had one thing on their minds now. No matter what happened now, or how good their jobs were, they now had each other. He had his princess and she had her knight in shining armor at last.

Author's Note

Well everypony, here's my Hearth's Warming gift to all of you. I want to thank all of you who have read my stories this past year and those who have helped edit and made my stories better. I couldn't have done it without any of you. Thanks again to Arby Works for all his help in making this story better. And finally, thanks to you the readers. Merry Christmas, or in this case Happy Hearth's Warming Day, to all of you and I'll see you all in the new year.