I can't believe I'm doing this Rarity thought as she eyed the cherry popsicle in front of her. It's so uncouth darling She reminded herself, What would your clients in Canterlot think if they saw you now? she made a good point. but another part of her argued it's just so damn hot.

In the end that was all the motivation Rarity needed. She relented pulling the popsicle towards her, and slowly licking from the base to the tip. She suppressed a moaned as the taste assaulted her senses. It was taking all of her control to keep herself from shoving the entirety of the rod down her throat.

Come now Rarity she thought If you’re going to do this you can at least pretend to be civil.

Rarity opened her lips to daintily suck at the popsicles tip as her magic held her mane out of the way. She let out a soft hum of satisfaction her tongue lightly circling the tip. She found the taste very satisfying, and almost enjoyed the dirty feeling the act gave her as she started lowering her head down the shaft, bobbing it up and down sucking lightly as she did. Rarity was finding it increasingly difficult to hold herself back. She was quit surprised at how much she enjoyed this act, wanting to shove the popsicle in all the way as the taste tickled her senses. A part of her thought it was odd that an activity that was supposed to help her cool off only seemed to make her hotter. She gagged slightly as the tip was forced against the back of her mouth. She immediately pulled it out discussed with herself for not noticing how much had entered her.

Rarity couldn't help but imagine the disapproving looks on the faces of the Canterlot elite if they could see what she was doing. For some reason the thought only made her enjoy the act more; her pace increased as she bobbed her head on the red rod. She pushed it in all the way, and just held it there sucking on it as it melted into her mouth. She tried to swallow it all but she could still feel it running down her chin and throat. She felt dirty as the Popsicle dribbled down her chin. Rarity was surprised to find herself enjoying the feeling. The sensation only adding to her enjoyment as she pulled out the popsicle, suckling at the tip. She gave a slow lick before biting off the tip, enjoying the flavor in her mouth.

Rarity froze mid chew as a chuckle reached her from the dragon standing in the door way of the boutiques kitchen. Her eyes went wide as Spike entered the room. Her surprised expression combined with the half eaten popsicle hanging in her magic and dripping down her face gave her the appearance of a young filly caught doing something she wasn't supposed to.

"You look ridiculous," Spike chuckled as he walked over to the sink filling a glass with water.

"I well it's hot and well you know the air-conditioning's broken. I just well um figured I'd have a snack to try and cool off," Rarity stammered trying to explain herself. "What'd the repair pony say?" She asked trying to regain some composure.

"He said that it's just an old system. He can probably get it working again but it'll only be a temporary fix and you should look into getting a new one." Spike set his now empty glass down. "Now then let’s get you cleaned up," he said his shifting into a seductive tone as he approached her.

"Spike what are you ah," Rarity gasped as Spike leaned in dragging his tongue over the line of cherry syrup dripping down Rarity's chin. Spike worked his was up carefully cleaning Rarity of the sticky mess in her fur, and making her blush. Spike kissed Rarity licking around her mouth before pulling away leaving behind a very flustered Rarity.

"I think you missed a spot," Rarity said panting slightly.

Rarity brought the frozen treat to her chest dragging it across and leaving a sticky red trail as she did. Spike dutifully began licking her clean following the line she drew down her chest. Rarity began moaning softly feeling Spikes hot breath against her skin where only moments before there had been a frozen snack. Rarity continued to trace lines in her fur continually getting lower down her chest as the scent of her arousal mixed with the smell of sweat in the air. Rarity stopped thinking focusing only on the sensations as the popsicle drifted closer to her marehood.

"Ahem."

The couple froze in shock, Spike halfway down Rarity's chest his tongue in mid-lick, and Rarity with her popsicle held firmly against her belly millimeters away from her clit. It took them a moment to process what was happening. There standing in the door way was the repairpony who'd unknowingly walked in on the two. Spike quickly sat up pulling himself away from Rarity who'd quickly moved the popsicle away from herself.

"Well I got the air conditioning working," the clearly uncomfortable repair pony said, "but like I was telling Spike the units old, and there’s a good chance it'll break down again soon."

"Thank you," said a very embarrassed Rarity. "Allow me to show you out."

"No need miss," he insisted as Rarity started to get up, "I know the way out, and I'll um lock the door on my way out." The rapairpony said as he rushed out of the boutique as if his tail was on fire.

"Now where was I," said Spike as he leaned in.

"Sorry Spike," Rarity said pushing him away gently, "but that kind of ruined the mood."

Spike sat back and studied Rarity for a moment as she sucked on what was left of her popsicle before he spoke, "You know that'll stain your fur if you don't wash it out soon."

Rarity was upstairs and in the shower before her popsicle had a chance to hit the ground. Spike chuckled as he caught the popsicle moments before it hit the floor and ate what was left. Spike tossed the stick into the trash as he left the kitchen heading for the bathroom with the intent of helping his mare get clean and, hopefully, get dirty in the process.

Author's Note

I'm sorry this should never have been a thing.