The two cellmates spent all of the next morning tossing the small rubber ball that Raindrops was given for entertainment back and forth, speaking of their lives and what they were going to do after they were out.Spike was leaving sometime in the afternoon; Raindrops could do the same whenever her marefriend could afford it.

Spike laughed with a roll of his eyes from a joke Raindrops had said. She threw the ball hard at his stomach. He did not even wince from the contact.

“I’m just saying, you honestly think that a mare could beat a stallion in a race if they were both in the Royal Guard? With all the training and exercise they're given?” He smirked when she narrowed her eyes at that.

“Damn straight. Mares could do just as much, or even better, than a stallion. What do you even care for, Scales? You’re neither one,” she retorted.

He only shrugged. “Good point, though I’m not sure why a mare would want to even join the guard. All they do is guard over a tower that-”

“Changeling attack,” she whispered.

He opened his mouth to reply then shut it with a chuckle. He nodded. “Alright, alright, I see what you mean…damn. Why would you even need an army to protect you if you’re a Goddess, though?” the dragon asked.

Raindrops rubbed her chin, giving deep thought to his question. After much thinking, she scowled and burped loudly, giving a shrug in response. “I honestly have no idea. The Gods are weird, that’s for sure. Glad I don’t believe in them.” She snickered.

Spike rose an eyebrow in confusion. “You don’t believe in them, Rain?” he questioned.

She rolled her eyes, and grabbed the ball that Spike threw back at her. Laying on her back, she threw the ball at the wall, catching it in a hoof before repeating the action with a heavy sigh.

“Well, I've seen 'em before, but that doesn't mean I have to believe in them. When have the Gods ever truly done anything for us? I mean, Luna was imprisoned in the moon for one thousand years, Discord was in stone twice before he was finally released and Cadence just… appeared, I guess. Sure, Celestia has been here for the same time Luna was in the moon, but that’s because she had no other choice,” she replied with a grimace.

Spike scratched his left arm, thinking seriously of her words, and was about to reply when she continued.

“I mean, seriously, she's a Goddess. If Celestia wanted to she can drop the sun on all our asses and be fine, then she and the other Gods can move on to another planet and-”

“But they need mortals to worship and have faith in them, otherwise they'd fade. You can’t tell me that if Celestia just went bat shit crazy, she wouldn't think of a backup plan to make sure she and the other Gods didn't fade,” he argued back.

She looked over to him, her face deadpanned. She only said, “Maybe she already has one, Spike. Ever think of that?”

He shook his head, making her chuckle. “Look, you can believe and worship them all you want, I don’t care. I was just never one to put my faith in immortal creatures that don’t help us with problems that we really need help with, even more so if we can just do it ourselves, right?” Raindrops questioned as he sighed and nodded.

“I guess, I just-”

“Let’s not talk anymore about religion; I already get enough of that from Derpy and her family, ok?” she pleaded.

He smiled and laughed under his breath.

With that, the two talked about things that they believed were important, such as the cigarettes they would both kill for at the moment, or the jobs they had. Spike told Raindrops of how he was fired from working at Sweet Apple Acres, making her laugh so hard, tears were in her eyes. He growled and shouted at her while she just rolled her eyes.

“You got to understand Spike, the Apple family are nothing but jackasses. Truth be told, I always hated Applejack. She seems like a know-it-all bitch, or one who thinks that just because they work outside for a living, they're better than everypony, like nopony else can get down or dirty. She just pisses me off, is all,” the mare said, and with this, the two then got into a fight about the matter at hoof—or claw, in Spike’s case.

After nearly half an hour, the two were panting for breath from their shouting match, which caused three guards to come, and instead of calming them or even separating them, they took bets on who would throw the first punch and were disappointed by the lack of blows. The two prisoners ended the verbal fight to catch their breaths.

“Let's, l…let's just agree to disagree, alright, Raindrops?” Spike asked.

She merely nodded, then after a few moments, she tossed the ball to Spike. They continued as if nothing had even happened.

When Raindrops was chained and dragged to ‘work,' the mare that had brought Spike to his interrogation room opened his cell and said that his bail was paid and he was free to go. He asked if she could tell Raindrops he said goodbye, but she merely rolled her eyes and dragged him out of his cell in chains… which was completely unnecessary in any creature's view.

She released him from his chains and threw him to the ground, causing Twilight, who had come for him, to shout at her. The mare simply grunted, and then turned around to walk away. Twilight whispered under her breath about what a bitch the guard was, and she helped Spike from the ground.

“Are you alright, Spike?” she asked, being very gentle to brush the dust off his scales.

This sent a shiver up his spine once he remembered the question he had thought about last night, but he discarded it with a shake of his head. “Uh, yeah... I’m fine, Twi, no need to worry. I’m a dragon, remember?” he laughed.

The mare smiled a soft, gentle and caring smile to him.

He blinked when he noticed something. Glancing around, he asked, to break the awkward silence that had arrived, “So um... where's Pinkie?” he questioned, saddened that his marefriend was not there to greet him.

“Oh, she had an extra shift today, so she won’t be able to see you until later tonight. She wanted to send you a cupcake, but I forgot to bring it. Sorry.” She chuckled nervously.

Spike rolled his eyes all in good humor, and he just waved it off.

“You got a cigarette?” he asked or rather… begged.

The unicorn shook her head, but her smile remained, before levitating one from her left ear in a purple aura. Spike laughed in relief and cradled the tobacco in his claws, which was honestly quite sad in itself.

After he lit it with his flames, he inhaled deep before exhaling out his nose. He let out a sigh of content. “Thank you, thank you so much! You have no idea how much I missed this,” he whispered, giving Twilight a kiss on her left cheek making her blush heavily.

He mentally smacked himself. "Why did I do that?!" he screamed at himself, coughing after taking another drag, making sure to pound his chest and blow the gray smoke out his mouth. Twilight cleared her throat, the blush still on her face.

“A… anyway, we should get to the library. Remember, you don’t work at Sugercube Corner until next week, or the week after next, or *sigh* let’s just go home,” she muttered, turning around and trotting to Golden Oaks Library. She flickered her tail, showing Spike her more… private parts on accident.

He coughed, forgetting that he inhaled his smoke while glancing at Twilight’s flank, not even meaning to. "I wish she would stop teasing me like—wait, WHAT?! No, I can’t be distracted by another mare’s soft, tone and gentle ass—no, STOP THAT, BRAIN!" Spike yelled at himself, physically slapping himself in the face with his tail before turning away from his best friend's rear.

"Why am I even having this conversion with myself. What, am I crazy? I've been with Pinkie for a… well, a month, and I know a lot about her such as… such as-" His mental argument with himself was hindered once Spike felt his eyes shifted from the dirt below to Twilight’s flank. Oddly, he was not disgusted by how he thought her body looked; he would even admit she was actually pretty hot.

He smacked himself with his tail again, hard. Taking one last drag of his cigarette, he exhaled the smoke out and tossing it to the ground. Twilight opened the door to their home, and Spike didn't even notice they had even arrived with his inner turmoil, and looking at his guardian’s ass, which he honestly did not mean to do.

Twilight opened the door and entered, she was greeted by Peewee, who for some reason was trying to open a bag of potato chips with his beak on the kitchen table, apparently not even noticing he had talons. He looked up, and seeing his owner and sister-like figure, chirped in greeting and went back to his task, though failing in the process. Spike laughed hard while Twilight facehoofed. However, Spike helped open the bag causing the young phoenix to cry out in happiness, tearing into the bag.

“Our family truly is crazy. I’m going to study,” Twilight muttered to herself. She walked to the bookshelves, grabbing a red binding copy of “A Practical Way to Learn the Art of Trust.”

Spike looked at his caretaker and smiled before reaching for a chip. Peewee pecked at his claw with his beak, letting out an angry caw.

Spike narrowed his eyes. “Oh you did NOT just go there, you little fireball,” he whispered.

Peewee let out another cry with a narrow of his own eyes. The chips were forgotten once the two then engaged in an epic battle for the salty snack…which Peewee won after hopping on Spike’s neck, covering his eyes with his wings and caused Spike to slam into a bookshelf. The bird went back to eating his treat while Spike rubbed his head.

“Damn, feathered brat,” the dragon said to himself. He glanced over at Twilight, who had walked to rest on her couch and read her book.

Spike yawned and sat down on the chair near the table, and after a twenty second verbal argument with Peewee, managed to steal a few chips. Sighing loudly, he ignored the phoenix, who put a wing over his right shoulder and blinked in sympathy. The pheonix went back to eating. Spike scowl but grinned and got up from his seat, walking over to Twilight, and joining her in the book she was reading.

He lay his stomach, as she was, and she moved over to make room on the red colored couch. They simply enjoyed the other's comfort and read the words on the page. Spike became bored, though, and wanted to drift to sleep when he felt Twilight rest her head on his right shoulder and sigh in content. He blinked but didn't move. Instead, he smiled and wrapped an arm around his friend, causing her to smile, as well.

The two, after an hour of reading, yawned. Spike was about to get up and stretch his tired limbs when he saw Twilight glance at him. She wore strange smile, making him confused. She tittered.

“What? Why're you staring at me like that, Twilight? Do I have something on my face? I must look like a mess, since I just-”

“No, no, it’s not that. It’s just … well, you turned out to be a very handsome dragon, Spike, one a mare would be very lucky to have. I’m glad Pinkie is with you. She’s a kind pony, and she’s very sweet, even though her randomness does get a bit on anyponies nerves, you know?” she asked.

He chortled, nodding in conferment. He pulled away his arm from her shoulders, making her frown.

“Yeah, she really is a bit crazy, but she’s fun, honest, and loyal and she’s very beautiful. I’m honestly surprised that she forgave me after what I had said to Rarity. Hay, I’m surprised you even forgive me, Twi. Thanks for that. You're always there when I need you for anything. I mean it,” he uttered with a smile.

She sighed and nodded. Spike got up and sat on the couch stretching his tired limbs as Twilight swallowed the spittle in her throat and smiled.

“Of course, Spike, I’m always here for you if you ever need anything,” she said softly, being bold in her next move. She rested a hoof on his right leg, causing Spike’s eyes to widen a bit. Her smile turned into what Spike knew was a sexual grin, which really worried him. “Anything at all, my number one assistant,” she whispered into his right ear fin.

A shiver running down his back, he laughed nervously. “Um, yeah, and thanks for that seriously. Well, I better get dinner started, but I think I’ll have a smoke first,” he replied calmly, rubbing the back of his neck, trying to ignore the feeling of Twilight’s hoof slowly stroking his lap. He gulped and chuckled nervously.

“Oh, I've got your carton right here.” Twilight laughed, levitating the carton of his cigarettes, which was originally on his dresser upstairs in front of him.

Spike laughed nervously again, glad once Twilight removed her hoof. The dragon took one cigarette out and lit the tip with his small stream of fire, inhaling deeply before exhaling it out. Glancing awkwardly at Twilight, he saw she was staring at him intently with a small smile.

“Can I have a drag?” she asked innocently.

Spike coughed hard. He breathed in his next drag sharply from Twilight’s words. He looked at her as if she had lost her mind…again.

“Uh,” he uttered stupidly, looking at the tobacco in his left claw, as if it had caught on fire, then back to Twilight.

She smiled sheepishly. “I know it’s not something I would normally ever try, but I thought of doing something a bit…spontaneous tonight, you know?” she answered.

Spike could only raise an eyebrow. However, he nodded and gently placed the butt of it into her mouth, watching in awe as she bravely inhaled slowly, coughing violently as the harsh nicotine assaulted her virgin lungs. Spike caught the cigarette quickly as it dropped from her mouth and laughed. Twilight scowled slightly at him.

“Sorry, sorry. It just seems so…well, unlike you, Twilight. Not that there's anything wrong with that,” he apologized.

She laughed after finishing coughing and nodded, and Spike took another drag.

“I know, I know. I’ll admit, it tasted a lot different than what I would come to expect, but it was smooth. Don’t think I could do it for as long as you, though,” she commented, nudging his hip with a hoof.

He grinned and nodded. “Yeah, it takes a lot of practice, that’s for sure. And I hated it when Scootaloo let me have my first drag, but she and Rumble were doing it at the time, so I thought, ‘Oh what the hay?’” He laughed.

She giggled back before asking for another drag. He hesitated before doing as she asked. Spike watched her inhale a bit longer, coughing a bit more, but holding it in her lungs then exhaling out her mouth. His own mouth opened in surprise as the mare blew the gray smoke out and grinned.

“Look at you, smoking like a pro,” he said with a chuckle under his breath.

She scoffed, as he took the cigarette back and smoking it in deeply. She rolled her eyes as he breathed out the smoke.

“Hardly. I don’t think I would do such unless the sudden urge hit me again, Spike.”

He smirked and put it out on the gray ashtray they had on the table for when Spike wanted to read himself. “Well, let me know if you do want one. Don’t go to strangers now, you hear?” He winked.

She giggled and shook the claw he had held out with a hoof. “Alright, Mr. Provider, I’ll be sure to come to you if I ever do want another one,” Twilight replied, rolling her eyes. Slowly, she hugged Spike.

He returned the hug. “You’re a very great friend, Spike; don’t ever let anypony tell you otherwise,” she breathed before kissing the right side of his cheek.

He laughed. “I promise. I'll never forget that, Twilight.” He grinned, trying to ignore the sensation that the kiss caused before looking into Twilight’s eyes with a smile. He cleared his throat.

Twilight looked into his eyes. Spike was completely caught off guard when she slowly moved her head forward and caught his mouth in a breathtaking kiss.

Spike’s eyes widen in horror as Twilight’s own were closed, and his body completely froze. He had no clue what had possessed Twilight to do such a thing, but he could not deny that he, in his shame and fear, enjoyed it.

Without realizing it, Spike instantly wrapped his arms around the mare and brought their bodies together. Twilight moaned, deepening the kiss. The dragon closed his eyes, not meaning to cause her to moan again as he kissed back.

His rough, scaled lips meeting her warm, soft lips as they pulled from where their lips had touched. Slowly panting from the lack of oxygen, Spike heard the back of his mind screaming at him. What he was doing was wrong, that he was cheating on Pinkie Pie and that he should stop right now before they went any farther in their movements.

Spike opened his mouth to tell Twilight that they needed to stop, but her eyes held lust for him that he only saw when she was in heat. Without warning, she kissed him again. Spike’s arms were still wrapped around her body, and he accepted the kiss, her tongue begging entrance into his mouth, which he stupidly allowed. Opening his mouth, he let her she immediately intertwine their tongues. She moaned louder, and Spike groaned when he felt Twilight trail her left hoof from his neck to his chest and slowly going lower.

Spike could not deny that what she was doing was rather sexy. Slowly pressing the two scales in between his legs, his dragonhood slowly slid from its hidden area and gently poked Twilight’s stomach, making her giggle. Spike brought their bodies to rest on the couch. Twilight was atop of him as she pulled away, flushed from all the action their mouths had gotten. A thin trail of their saliva flowed from the mare’s lips; it dripped down and rested on Spike’s neck.

Twilight's mind was comprehending that what they were doing was wrong, but she honestly could not help herself. She needed this, and for such a long time, at that. She wanted to be one with Spike, just for the night. Even though she knew that she was betraying a friend, and that her love for the dragon was no excuse, she could not stop herself; she had to have him…if only for tonight.

Spike, for his part, was doing everything in his power to halt things before they escalated, not wanting to cheat on Pinkie Pie more than he already have. He could not lie and say he didn't want sexual release for all the times Pinkie had denied him, but not with Twilight. He could NOT have it with her. It was wrong. They had to stop.

“Twi, seriously, we need to stop this. I can’t-"

His words were cut off as Twilight lost herself in lust and kissed him again then softly drifted to his neck, going slowly from his neck to his stomach before finally reaching his scaled penis. She stared at it with admiration, loving the way the purple medium sized cock sway from the attention. The six green ridges, three on each side, were flared up halfway. With a dark smile she kissed the pointed tip, making him groan and start to pant as she continued.

She slowly licked the tip, loving the taste of his musky, smoke scent she got as a reward. She licked it again, then the ridges on his left side made him groan and clench his claws as she went a step farther and licked the other side. Twilight softly took the length in her mouth, tilting her head up. She bobbed her head, hearing Spike swear to Celestia before doing all she could to take the entire thing in her mouth. She flicked her tail, her marehood becoming wet.

Going halfway, she gagged, his now sharp ridges brushing against her cheeks. She licked from the bottom to the top, making Spike’s tail swish in shock. Then, with a small smile, she bobbed her head up and down, sucking and teasing his cock as the poor dragon panted from all she was doing .The back of his mind was screaming that what she was doing was wrong. But with a grunt, he pushed the voice of reason back farther into his mind and enjoyed Twilight giving him his first blowjob.

Twilight was no professional, and Spike was still a virgin, so it was a disappointment to both of them when he ejaculated early, his white, thick roped sperm shooting down her throat causing Twilight to cough and gag forcing herself to come up from air, her muzzle stained with his cum as he apologized over and over again for giving her no warning while she narrowed her eyes at him.

“Shit, I’m sorry, Twilight. I swear, I didn't mean for that to happen, I promise-”

“It’s ok, Spike. You didn't mean to do it; it was your first time. I understand. Just…warn a mare next time, will you?” She chuckled lowly, wiping her snout.

He only nodded, embarrassed that he had shot off so early. “Now…I think I deserve a little reward for my efforts, don’t you?” She winked.

He nodded, to which she grinned. She kissed him. He scowled at the taste of his own cum on her lip, but ignored it for now. Twilight shifted her body around so that her rear was facing his face. Moving her tail to the side, she gave Spike a perfect view of her purple slit. He swallowed the spittle in his throat as he looked at the dripping flower, his eyes trailing from her innocent slit to her tailhole. He wondered what it be like to lick it before his mind discarded the idea.

Disgusted at such a thought, he slowly reached one finger down her vagina. She moaned, pushing her ass closer, making his claw move back swiftly. He grinned and stroked her pussy again. He groaned then traced it slowly, causing her to let out an even longer cry.

“Spike, stop teasing me,” she said.

He yelped, and without meaning to, he touched the bulb on the bottom. She yelled and kicked him in the face with her right hoof.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, Spike. I swear, I didn't mean to do that. Are you ok?” she asked frantically.

He growled and rubbed his injured face. “I’m fine, Twi. Always the face,” he grumbled.

After assuring her he was okay, he rubbed the bulb again, making her gasp. With a smirk, and wanting to get back at her, he rubbed her clitoris then slowly inserted a finger into her vagina. Ignoring Twilight’s scream to Celestia, he went faster, loving the feeling of her warm, moist hole that clenched his finger in a tight grip . He, without meaning to, licked from the bottom to the top, just narrowly missing her right hoof that kicked out for his face. Spike laughed.

He moved his left claw from her clit to her tits under her stomach, pinching and softly teasing the dark purple nipples on the two mounds. She giggled and almost kicked Spike again before slapping him in the face with her tail which made Spike roll his eyes. The dragon just smirked and went up to swiftly rubbing her clitoris, as she yelled loudly in pleasure.

He added another finger, two on his left claw playing with her clit and two on his right going deeper into her rapidly soaked hole, pushing in deeper than pulling out quickly before repeating. Spike heard the mare panting loudly, moaning for Spike to not stop. Spike grinned then groaned, feeling Twilight’s thick, pink tongue wrap around his harden cock as she face bucked him causing the drake to groan feeling the pink muscle slide from the left to the right side and back again, taking the organ deeper into her mouth.

Spike’s right claw was soaked, but he pressed on, finally feeling Twilight’s back arched. She released her natural lubrication all over his face, which he lapped up eagerly. She blushed once he removed his fingers. With a final lick, she slowly took his dick out of her mouth and turned her body around slowly so that she was facing him. The two were panting from all the attention.

“You...you’re good at this.” She laughed as they kissed.

The dragon flashed a smirk at her. “I try, beautiful, I try,” he replied, deepening the kiss again.

The two stared into each other’s eyes, emerald to violent. Without a word, they got a rude awaking with Spike’s scaled penis tapping Twilight’s vagina softly. They blinked.

Spike frowned. He really had not meant for this to go so far. He did not even want to kiss her, but he knew they could not stop. They had come so far, and it would be very sexually unfulfilling if he bailed out on her now.

“Are…are you ready?” he whispered, smooching her right ear.

She gulped, nervous, but with a fire in her eyes and loins. She nodded. “Bond with me, my Crystal Savior. But please, be gentle,” Twilight Sparkle answered.

He smiled. Then with one last kiss, Spike took her rear in his claws and gently aligned his cock with her soaked marehood. With another peck to her cheek, he softly pushed his harden cock into her folds. The two moaned as Spike pushed deeper into her, stopping without a second thought. Then Twilight cried out in pain.

“Are you ok?” he asked.

She nodded and with a shiver answered firmly, “Y…yes. I've been told the first time hurts, just…please, get it over with…don’t, don’t stop now.” She pressed her lips onto his.

He grimaced then complied. With no other choice, he pushed deep into her, breaking her hymen. She screamed loudly being silenced by Spike’s lips as he whispered apologizes and sweet nothings into her left ear.

The mare, after a few minutes, nodded for him to continue. The reptile bottomed out, the head being the only thing inside her before thrusting hard. Both groaned as they felt a bolt of pleasure course through their bodies. Twilight wrapped her forehooves around his neck as he sped up his pace, outcries emitting from Twilight while they kissed. Spike nibbled Twilight’s left ear gently, his back legs firmly on the couch. The forgotten book bounced softly to the floor, but the two ignored the thump as Spike thrust deeper into Twilight’s vagina.

The warmth of her sex was wrapped snuggly around his cock. He felt her heartbeat and vaginal muscles clench him with every thrust as the two embraced their sexual bond. Twilight felt every moment of Spike’s cock within her, every twitch, every vain, and every time his head touched her pelvis and her body could not get enough as she moaned louder into his right ear fin.

Grunting, he shifted his position to get more comfortable, then continued to slam harder and faster into her, her cum dripping from her thighs down her legs and onto the couch. Spike ‘s claws dig harder into her ass, his tail curling to rub her tits, heightening their lovemaking.

Spike was panting, knowing that neither would last for very long. He saw a long strand of blood trail down her right leg and opened his mouth in protest; as he thought he was hurting her. However, she kissed him again, forcing his mouth open with her tongue. He closed his eyes, enjoying the sweet aroma on his tongue.

"You’re cheating on Pinkie Pie. You're betraying her. You have to stop, you have to stop, you have to STOP!" his mind screamed to him too late.

He felt his release coming forth, Twilight’s own orgasm coming swiftly to her. She tried to get him to stop, accidentally lighting her horn in a purple aura on instinct.

“Spike, wait, wait, WAIT!!!” she screamed before both of them released all they had.

Twilight’s vagina gripping his cock hard, so hard it hurt him. He roared into the air, releasing a large stream of green fire from his maw. Twilight’s magically fired a random spell on accident during her orgasm. It sent a puple bolt of electricity that traveled down to her loins and enhanced Spike’s sperm as he filled her womb up to its capacity, causing it to over flow.

The thick, white stream dripped out her vagina, but the two barely noticed as they came out of their high. Spike held Twilight’s body with his right arm as she panted hard, and forgetting she had accidentally released a spell from her horn, cut off the flow of magic.

“That… that was amazing,” she whispered wearily, then kissed his lips, falling asleep a second later in his arms.

Spike chuckled, but then he frowned. With a sense of dread, he gently pushed Twilight off his body, careful not to wake her as he sat up. His body on the edge of the couch, he rubbed his temples with his claws, his mind racing with the one thought above all others.

“W… what have I done? I betrayed Pinkie Pie.”

Author's Note

Damn, talk about going to far huh? Honestly not sure if I wanted for sex to be in this, but then I saw it was mature and though "Oh what the hell." Think this may only be the ony sexual scene in the entire story, honestly not sure yet. You know it's funny, I written two Spilight stories and never when writing a mature one had I have the two go all the way...how strange, well this is my first time doing Spilght sex so hoping you all enjoyed it and will bring the next chapter in a bit, peace.