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wtf Spike GAY?!?!??!!?!?!??!?!

By aMondayMorning
Created: 2021-12-15 23:17:10
Updated: 2022-01-04 05:40:55
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  1. OP for context
  2. =====
  3. >"Anon I need your help."
  4. "Sure, with what exactly Twilight?"
  5. >"It's about Spike."
  6. "What's wrong with him?"
  7. >"I think he might be... gay."
  8. "Gay?"
  9. >"Shh... not so loud, please. You know how those gays are, with their sensitive hearing."
  10. "Uh Twilight, I don-"
  11. >"I'm gonna need your assistance to cure him of the disease before he infects everyone else."
  12. >"Gah... just look at him over there being all... gay like."
  13. =====
  14.  
  15.  
  16. >You and Twilight peak around the corner to see Spike being "gay like"
  17. >And by that, you mean he's sitting at the dining hall table eating a bowl of cereal and reading the nutritional info
  18. "Yeah, he's eating that cereal very, uh, gayly, I guess?"
  19. >"SEE?" Twiggles blurts out in a scream-whisper tone
  20. "Okay cool but like what do you want me to do about it?"
  21. >"I want you to confirm my suspicions and go ask him out."
  22. >This purple horse gives you nothing but migraines
  23. >You rub your temples
  24. "Twilight-" she cuts you off
  25. >"I have to make sure it's not contagious, Anon!"
  26. "Oh my god."
  27. >You're enveloped in purple magic and it shoves you around the corner
  28. >"Go!"
  29. >You sigh and groan
  30. >This fucking horse, man.
  31.  
  32. >You approach Spike and sit down next to him at the table
  33. >"Oh, good morning Anon. Want some?"
  34. >He shows the front of the box to you
  35. >Oooh Krusty Kunt Flakes, your favorite!
  36. "Yeah man."
  37. >You start to fix yourself a bowl as Spike munches away at his
  38. "So uh, this might be a bad time to tell you this, but Twilight found your porn stash.
  39. >Spike eyes widen and he drops the spoon into his bowl and makes a mess
  40. >"Shit!"
  41. "Don't turn around, Twilight is watching you. Just act natural."
  42. >"What do you mean?! Aw man she wasn't supposed to find out like this!"
  43. "Spike chill out. It's okay."
  44. >"Is she being weird about it?"
  45. "What do you think?"
  46. >Spike puts his face in his claws
  47. >"I was having a nice morning, too..."
  48. "To be frank, she was going to find your porn stash eventually. I kept telling you to hide it better."
  49. >He doesn't say anything for a while and is just sitting there with his face in his claws
  50.  
  51. >"So what now?" Spike whimpers, defeated.
  52. "She wanted me to ask you out on a date. She thinks homosexuality is contagious or something."
  53. >Spike looks at you utterly confused
  54. "Bro I don't know what her logic is either but let's just play along so she'll leave you alone."
  55. >"Is that all she wants?"
  56. >You glance over to the corner Twilight is hiding behind, she has one ear poking out from behind it
  57. "Yeah I'm pretty sure. These fuckin' ponies, man."
  58. >"Well, what do you want to do for the 'date'?" Spike airquotes.
  59. "I literally don't think it matters because she's going to be watching us regardless."
  60. >You two hurriedly finish your cereal. You can hear Twilight getting restless.
  61. >"Okay, well, I'll go get ready then. I hope she didn't destroy or take my stash..."
  62. "Godspeed."
  63. Spike gets up and carries his cereal supplies back to the kitchen.
  64. >You leave your dirty bowl on the table, fuck Twilight.
  65.  
  66. >You walk back over to Twilight, she glares up at you
  67. >"Soooo...~"
  68. "Are you happy now?"
  69. >"Excellent. I will he watching you two closely. I can't let this spread outside of Ponyville."
  70. "Ugh"
  71.  
  72. >You get freshened up and do your best to look presentable.
  73. >You may as well take this somewhat seriously since you're going to hang out with Spike all day.
  74. >Black pants and a dress shirt… what you wear every day.
  75. >You rock this shit so fuck it.
  76. >Maybe you can stop by Rarity's and get some new clothes.
  77. >You finish up and go check on Spike.
  78. >You go up to his room and knock.
  79. >"Come in!" you hear Spike yell from behind the door
  80. >You step inside to see Spike looming around the room for something
  81. "I'm ready to go, you alright? You seem lost."
  82. >"No, uh, I'm just now realizing just how little hiding spots there are in this room."
  83. >You see his box filled with porn magazines and pictures scattered on the bed
  84. >One was titled "Badlands Bad Boys"
  85. >You chuckle to yourself
  86. "Did she take anything?"
  87. >"No, everything is there. Thank Celestia."
  88. "That's… odd. I thought for sure she'd at least confront you about that."
  89. >"You have no idea how hard it is to find gay dragon mags, dude. I would have been pissed if she took those."
  90. >Spike quickly packs all of the porn back into the box and kicks it under his bed
  91. >"Whatever I'll find somewhere else later, I'm good to go."
  92. >Spike is wearing his usual dark gray hoodie.
  93. >You never really noticed until now but it's kindof adorable on him.
  94. >He slips his claws into the front pockets.
  95. >"Oh, right, I forgot I ripped the pockets on this thing. Do you think we can stop by Rarity's and get it fixed?"
  96. "Oh hey I was just thinking about stopping there to get some new clothes tailored. What a coincidence."
  97. >"So it's settled."
  98.  
  99. >You two head out of the castle.
  100. >But a certain purple horse teleports in front of you two before you can leave, scaring the shit out of both of you
  101. >You scream in unison
  102. >"Hey boys, you figured out where you're going to go for the date?"
  103. >After Spike catches his breath, he eeks out "Y-yeah, uh we were going-"
  104. >"THAT'S GREAT!", Twilight interrupts him, "Just want to make sure you both look your best!"
  105. >You see her horn glow followed by the feeling of ticklish pins and needles of horse magic
  106. >She's tidying up your hair and Spikes scales while you both try to swat the magic away like it's a fly
  107. >"Twilight, quit it!" Spike exclaims
  108. >Twilight ignores you and mumbles to herself
  109. >"Straighten your tie, fix your scales, oh right I almost forgot!"
  110. >You feel a bunch of plastic something slip into your pocket
  111. >You quickly reach in and pull one of them out, as if on reflex.
  112. >It's a fucking condom
  113. >This princess pony just shoved your pocket full of condoms
  114. "Twilight!"
  115. >"What? One for each of your monkey fingers! You gotta stay protected!"
  116. >You couldn't even process what she just said before Spike grabs your arm and tugs
  117. >"Okay Twi thanks so much we're good we'll see you later bye!"
  118. >You both basically sprint away from her, Spike's still holding your arm
  119. >"Bye boys, have fun~!" You hear Twilight yell from behind you.
  120. >You both stop running when you feel you're out of sight and catch your breath.
  121. "I know Twilight can be crazy on occasion, but this is the worst I've personally seen."
  122. >Spike's still bent over, supporting himself on his knees, and pants a few times before replying.
  123. >"I just... I just didn't want this to be a big deal, man..."
  124. >He clenches his fist
  125. "Look..."
  126. >You put your hand on his chin and lock eyes
  127. "Let's just focus on having a fun day today. I know there's a lot on your mind right now, but let's do our best to NOT make it a big deal, you know?"
  128. >Spike looks back down again and lets out a big sigh.
  129. >He stands up straight and looks at you again, you can tell his eyes were watering up a bit.
  130. >"You're right. Let's go."
  131. >You both start heading to Carousel Boutique
  132. >"Thanks, Anon."
  133. >You feel Spike hold your hand, he kindof just did it out of some reflex
  134. >He realizes, retracts, and blushes
  135. >"Sorry, too gay?"
  136. >You chuckle, beam a smile his way, and grab his claw again
  137.  
  138. >You two walk through Ponyville, and you decide to strike up some small talk
  139. "So uh, what is it with you and Rarity?"
  140. >For some reason that question seemed to catch him a bit off guard
  141. >"What? O-oh, uh, it's kindof complicated... I did have a big crush on her."
  142. >Spike trails off
  143. "So what happened?"
  144. >"I dunno, it's like, after a while I kindof realized that we might not be compatable, you know? Even past the superficial. She would ignore my feelings for her for the most part and treat more like a helper than a friend."
  145. >"Of course Rarity is my friend and I appreciate her a lot, but... I don't know, It's a lot of emotional baggage that I don't really want to unpack right now."
  146. "No, that's fair, I get it."
  147. >He's still holding your hand, his grip's gotten slightly tighter.
  148. "You know, I used to have a crush on Twilight."
  149. >Spike snickers and gives you a look that says "really nigga?"
  150. "Look, she's really smart, talented, brave, and she's an overachiever. I know she's like a sister to you, but she was the first pony who didn't run away screaming when I first arrived. She showed me genuine kindness when she didn't need to."
  151. >Spike's looking straight ahead, pensive.
  152. "I started to develop feelings for her after a while of living with her. She gave me a life here in Equestria when she learned I had no way back to my world. I couldn't be more appreciative."
  153. "But the more and more I started to get comfortable here, and the more I started treating her like I'd treat any of my other friends, she started to turn a bit cold. She didn't change, far from it.
  154. "After we both opened up to each other... I just knew it wasn't going to work out romantically. I think I'm a little less accepting of her stress neurosis like her friends an family are, and she's less tolerant of my pranks and sense of humor."
  155. >"So why are you still like that around her if you know she doesn't like those parts of you?
  156. "Because she's still my friend, and that's just how I show affection, other than being a hopeless romantic faggot."
  157. "I'd rather act genuine and have people not like me than be a fake-ass bitch just to score some ponypussy, you know?"
  158. >That seemed to really resonate with Spike.
  159. >After a few moments of silence, he just replied with a "Huh."
  160. >Followed by another moment of silence.
  161. "Also, Twilight's reactions are really, REALLY funny."
  162. >Spike snaps out of his pensive mood and giggles.
  163. >"Yeah, it's pretty great."
  164. "Remember the quesadilla?"
  165. >Spike erupts into a full-blown snort-laugh
  166. >Good times.
  167. >Spike wipes his eyes and looks back at you.
  168. >"Thanks for talking with me.
  169. >His grip on your hands gets slightly tighter still.
  170.  
  171.  
  172. >You both arrive at Carousel Boutique.
  173. >You push the door open, a tiny bell rings, and you usher Spike in first.
  174. >"Just a minuuute~!" belted out a certain fashion horse with songful exuberance.
  175. >You both stand in silence in the showroom of the boutique.
  176. >It's... a bit of a mess in here.
  177. >As much of a mess a pony like Rarity can make, anyway.
  178. >Looms of a bunch of different fabrics lay strewn across the back wall, ponnequins, as well as pieces of which, were all shoved to one corner of the shop, old stock is all over the floor in her storage closet
  179. >Clearly she's working on a very big project in Manehattan because there were quite a few stunning dressed, outfits, and gowns all displayed front and center in the display cabinet windows, all glistening in the sunlight.
  180. >You hear hoofsteps approaching
  181. >"How can I help you, dar- OH! Spikey, Anon! Good to see you!"
  182. "Hey Rares!"
  183. >Spike gives her a nervous smile and a shy wave.
  184. >"What brings you two in on this gorgeous day?"
  185. >Spike speaks up first, his voice cracks a little and he clears his throat.
  186. >"I-I was wondering if you could stitch up my hoodie. The pockets are a bit torn."
  187. >Spike turns a little and opens the front pocket to show her.
  188. >She seems kindof shocked at the carnage.
  189. >"My, my! You really did a number on this thing!"
  190. >"Yeah, my claws got really sharp since my growth spurt hit."
  191. >"Hmm..." Rarity studies it for a few short moments "This will take a minute, but definitely nothing I can't handle! I know how much you like this hoodie and all."
  192. >"Thank you Rarity, I really appreciate it!" Spike says before taking it off and handing it to her
  193. >You stare for a second.
  194. >He looks naked without it.
  195. >Spike catches you staring and you chuckle while he nonchalantly tries to cover himself, blushing like a peach.
  196. >"And what about you, dear Anonymous?"
  197. "Oh, I was wondering if I could try on some new outfits, dress shirts and pants are all I have, you know?"
  198. >Rarity gasps in delight.
  199. >"Oh my, I wish you had come over sooner! I've been experimenting, come come come!" She quickly trots to the back of her shop and up the stairs, you both follow suit.
  200. >Atop the stairs is another big room, even messier than the show room, this time with dress designs and what you hope aren't important business documents scattered across the floor.
  201. >Rarity's presenting her creations, displayed on cobbled-together humanoid-like ponnequins
  202. >"Now I know these designs are a teensy bit rough, but I've been trying to branch out. What with Twilight's friendship school, I've been trying to create dresses for all sorts of creatures, and you, my dear Anonymous, have been among the more challenging to design for, as well as dragons."
  203. >There's quite a few outfits up here, all ranging from business formal to Hayburger-casual to pajamas.
  204. >There were even a few for Spike to try on.
  205.  
  206.  
  207. >"Go ahead, try on any that you like! I'll be over here working on Spike's hoodie."
  208. >"Woah, pants? For dragons?" Spike rushes over to examine them further while you think.
  209. >A full dark-grey suede suit and tie?
  210. >Nah, you have too much formal wear, maybe when you get invited to the Gala you'll consider it.
  211. >But right now? Something a bit more casual than your dress shirt, pants, and tie.
  212. >Striped pajamas? A bit too casual. Cute, but not what you need.
  213. >Black faux leather jacket and ripped pants? Nah, the last thing you want is to look like Hell's Angel right know.
  214. >Overalls? What am I, an Applefag?
  215. >An autumn-colored plaid flannel and bright blue jeans? Hmm.
  216. >You grab them to try on. You've never tried the trucker look before.
  217. >Spike's all but swiped up the dragon clothing and is gone, probably in the changing room.
  218. >Rarity is sewing away at the machine by the window, humming to herself.
  219. "Do you have anywhere, uh, private I can change, Rares?"
  220. >"Hm? Oh, my apologies! Out the door and immediately to your left!"
  221. "Cool, be backin a sec, I want your opinion."
  222. >"Take your time, darling, I have a lot of work to do so I'll be here all week if you have any questions!"
  223. >You head out the door
  224.  
  225. ====
  226.  
  227. >You are Spike
  228. "Woah, pants? For dragons?!" You yell excitedly.
  229. >You rush over to the ponnequins to get a better look.
  230. >You've never even seen a dragon wear proper clothing, let alone see a whole clothing line made FOR dragons.
  231. >Durable fabric, but not too rough on the scales, scale chafing sucks.
  232. >They have adjustable tail holes and everything.
  233. >Even the shirts have holes to fit your wings through.
  234. >You don't really know why this excites you so much.
  235. >Maybe because all of your friends got to get new dresses from Rarity whenever a big social event happened and you didn't really get anything.
  236. >You always felt a little left out, even on the rare occasions Rarity did make you clothes when you were a baby dragon.
  237. >But not anymore.
  238. >You snatch up all of the clothes and bolt to the changing closet.
  239.  
  240. >You close the stall door and lock it behind you.
  241. >You're way too giddy right now.
  242. >You should probably get organized first before anything else.
  243. >You drop the pile of clothes on the small bench.
  244. "Let's see here..." you think to yourself.
  245. >But something caught the corner of your eye.
  246. >You look and gasp
  247. "Oh my Celestia..." You whisper to yourself.
  248. >Before you, hanging off of a hook, was a set of snow-white lingerie.
  249. >Fine fishnet stockings with a swirly-design around the hem with gold lining, a pair of panties, and a garter belt with shiny golden clasps.
  250. >At first you thought they were Rarity's, but you noticed the design of the panties.
  251. >There's loose string in the back, like it's supposed to be tied around something.
  252. >Then it hits you.
  253. >It's for dragons.
  254. >Oh my gosh, did Rarity plan this? Does she know?
  255. >No, how could she? We showed up unannounced.
  256. >You stare back at the garments.
  257. >It's so tempting...
  258. >You reach for them, but hesitate for a moment.
  259. >"This is a bad idea..." You second guess yourself...
  260. >But you commit. You have to see what it's like. Just once.
  261. >You're careful not to get your claws stuck on the delicate, stretchy fabric.
  262.  
  263. >A few moments later...
  264.  
  265. >You click the last clasp in place, and you get a good look at yourself.
  266. >You... you love it.
  267. >It's so comfy, for whatever reason.
  268. >It fits perfectly, especially over your... nether regions.
  269. >You're not used to wearing anything on your legs, but this...
  270. >Wow.
  271. >You feel so attractive, so pretty, so...
  272. >Sexy.
  273. >But...
  274. >You need a mirror. You want to look at yourself in a mirror.
  275. >But there's not one in here, it's out in the hallway.
  276. >Damnit, Rarity.
  277. >"Thanks Rares, be back in a minute."
  278. >Oh shit, Anon's coming
  279. >You can hear Anon's footsteps get closer
  280. >You're sweating and your heart's beating out of your chest.
  281. >He knocks on the door to your changing closet, you nearly jump out of your scales.
  282. >Hey Spike, you in there
  283. "yEAh" Your voice cracks HARD "Yeah, I'm in here trying on clothes, haha!"
  284. >"I'll be in the closet next to you."
  285. "C-cool!" you eek out.
  286. >You hear the door adjacent to you shut and lock.
  287. >You sigh, partially relieved, thank Celestia you locked the door.
  288. >But the mirror is still out there.
  289.  
  290. =====
  291.  
  292. >You are now Anon, your usual self, it's been a while since you got to try on new clothes.
  293. >"Hey, uh, Anon?" Spike says from the other side of the wall.
  294. "Yeah?"
  295. >"Okay so, uhm, I'm going to come out so I, uh, so I can use the mirror for a second. Please don't come out, I'll tell you when I'm done."
  296. "Uh, okay then. Weirdo."
  297. >You hear the door click and squeak open, followed by the quick thumps and taps of claws on hardwood flooring.
  298. >What has got him so worked up? You've never heard his voice crack THAT hard before.
  299. >You put your face up to the little vent slits on the door that every fitting room seems to have for some reason that 5'11" manlets can't see through but 6'0" chads like yourself can.
  300. >It pays to be able to reach the top shelf.
  301. >You peak through and- Oh.
  302. >Ooh.
  303.  
  304. >You have no idea what you were expecting but it definitely wasn't THAT.
  305. >Where the hell did he find lingerie holy shit
  306. >You watch him strike a bunch of different poses, ogling himself in the mirror.
  307. >He turns his body towards you to, you guess, check his own butt out, when you realize he's at half mast and pitchin' a healthy-sized tent.
  308. >Holy shit he's so GAY.
  309. >You look away.
  310. >Holy shit he's so... adorable.
  311. >It doesn't help that he was so embarrassed and shy about it, too.
  312. >It didn't even take a lot, but you might be falling for your purple dragon bro.
  313. >Bro, he's your bro. It ain't bromance if it's just real romance, bro.
  314. >But, can bros be more than just bros?
  315. >Bros before hoes, of course, but what if that hoe IS your bro?
  316. >You hear the pitter-patter of claws on wood and you hear the door adjacent click shut.
  317. >That knocked you out of your bro-crisis stupor.
  318. >"O-okay, I'm done." Spike's muffled voice is barely audible.
  319. >You look down at the clothes you brought into the changing closet
  320. "Oh hey maybe I should actually get changed instead of ogling my date." you mentally slap yourself and start undressing.
  321.  
  322. =====
  323.  
  324. >You are Spike once again
  325. >That was a bad idea
  326. >Holy shit that was a bad idea holy fuck
  327. >You are hard as a gemstone, your dick peaking over your panties and leaking profusely
  328. >Oh Celestia I have to get these off before I ruin them oh geez
  329. >You absolutely scramble to get them off while trying your best to not tear them.
  330. >Oh my gosh why did you do that, that was so stupid these fucking dragon hormones are so fuck-
  331. "Hey are you alright in there?"
  332. >Anon's voice snaps you back to reality
  333. >Oop, there goes gravity
  334. >Almost, you nearly didn't catch yourself
  335. "yEaH, eVeRY-" You clear your throat, god damn voice "Everything's fine."
  336. "I just... I just found something I really liked, I just wanted some privacy."
  337. >"I see."
  338. >A few moments of silence passes while you work to carefully get the lingerie off.
  339. >"You don't need to be so nervous around me, you know."
  340. "N-nervous? I'm not nervous!"
  341. >"Your voice squeaks when you're nervous."
  342. "n-NO nO-" FUCK "No that's just puberty."
  343. >You hear Anon chuckle "If you say so."
  344. >You managed to get them all off in tact, not a thread out of place.
  345. >Phew
  346. >Hey wait a second
  347. "Also YOU'RE the weird one!"
  348. >Anon's laughing now
  349. >You blush and grunt
  350. "God that was embarrassing, I hope the voice cracks go away soon..." You think to yourself
  351. >Where were you?
  352. >Oh, trying on clothes. Right.
  353. >You look back down at junk, you're nearly flaccid now.
  354. >Double phew.
  355. >Lesson learned, don't do that shit again...
  356. >"They looked really cute on you, by the way."
  357. >...OR SOMEPONY WILL FUCKIN' SEE YOU.
  358. >Did Anon really just say that?
  359. >Your eyes dart around the closet and you notice...
  360. >Oh...
  361. >The vent slits in the door.
  362. >Why the fuck are those there again?
  363. >Today has been a rollercoaster.
  364. >...
  365. "Cute?"
  366.  
  367. =====
  368.  
  369. >ANON YOU FUCKING RETARD WHY DID YOU SAY THAT YOU APE YOU BUFFOON DO YOU HAVE AUTISM DO YOU HAVE BRAIN DAMAGE YOU RETARD-
  370.  
  371. >OH FUCK OH SHIT
  372. >OH GOD HE'S NOT SAYING ANYTHING I AM SO FUCKED-
  373. >"...Cute?" You hear Spike mutter.
  374. >His voice nearly stunned you.
  375. >Your smooth lizard brain takes over, it's fight or flight now.
  376. "Haha y-yeah bro you know, cute like uh, like you know, uh-"
  377. >Spike cuts you off again.
  378. >You're sweatin' bullets over here.
  379. >"Did you really mean that?"
  380. >How... How the fuck do you answer that question, especially after a spaghetti tsunami like that?
  381. >You blew it.
  382. >It's over.
  383. >Things are going to be weird between you two from here on out.
  384. >Better to just come clean and face the music.
  385. >You sigh.
  386. "Yeah, I did. You looked really cute with that garter belt on."
  387. >I should go get my autism officially diagnosed here, I'm sure the medical community would have a field day with my low-functioning ass, you mentally yell at yourself.
  388. >To your surprise, you think you heard Spike... giggle?
  389. >Heh.
  390. >I guess he isn't mad, then.
  391. >You calm down a bit and sigh.
  392. >I guess we gotta talk about THAT later.
  393. >You pull the jeans up and get them snug.
  394. >Zip the fly and button them up.
  395. >Man, these fit perfectly, full range of movement and everything.
  396. >Rarity is insanely good at her job, it's absurd.
  397. >You sit back down to put your dress shoes back on.
  398. "Where did you get that lingerie from, anyway? I didn't see anything close to that from what Rarity showed us."
  399. >"It was just hanging in here. I thought they were Rarity's, but the panties were clearly made for a dragon, so I... uh... you know the rest."
  400. "Interesting."
  401. >You finish lacing your shoes up, and you step out of the changing closet.
  402. >You feel weird wearing new clothes, but good. You feel good.
  403. >You take a good look at yourself in the mirror
  404. >Oh and you look good, too. The flannel looks and fits great.
  405. >Maybe you SHOULD have gotten your CDL.
  406. >Shoes look weird though, maybe Rarity has some different ones.
  407. >You hear the second closet unlock and open.
  408. >Spike steps out, wearing a light green V-Neck tee and a pair of Dark Grey cargo shorts.
  409. "And just what do you need that many pockets for? You walk around pantsless all the time!"
  410. >"To carry around gems, duh! Now move, let me see."
  411. >You comply and he gets a good look at himself.
  412. >He opens his wings while looking over his shoulder into the mirror
  413. >"It's really simple, but it's very nice."
  414. "I think it looks good on you, bud."
  415. >"Thanks, also..."
  416. >Spike quickly turns and fucking punches you right in the forearm, with as much force as he can muster.
  417. "OW Spike, damn!"
  418. >"I told you not to look!" He scolds.
  419. "Okay okay, I'm sorry, fuck, I just wanted to know what got you so worked up."
  420. >"Yeah, well, we're even, then." He stands up tall and beams a smile at you that was somehow both genuine and sarcastic at the same time.
  421. >"Let's go show Rarity!"
  422. >Spike grabs your arm and pulls you along, he seems really excited again.
  423. >This small dragon, man.
  424.  
  425. >"Hey Rarity, look!" Spike calls out as he rounds the doorway to sewing room
  426. >He basically jumps through the doorway and poses for her, pulling you with him, and he strikes a pose with his wings out.
  427. >You found the theatrics charming.
  428. >Rarity look towards you two
  429. >"Oh, marvelous!"
  430. >She claps her hooves together excitedly and trots over to you, Spike's hoodie magicked in tow.
  431. >"What do you boys think? I tried to keep it simple for prototype designs. Didn't want to get TOO crazy right out of the gate!"
  432. >"They look great, Rarity!"
  433. "Yeah, how did you get all to fit so well? I'm shocked."
  434. >"Proper measurements and practice, darling." She giggles to herself. "I'm so glad you like them. Did you try on any others, Spike?"
  435. >"Oh I uh" Spike clears his throat "I got a bit carried away..."
  436. "You could say that." You interject under your breath.
  437. >"...So this is the sec-FIRST-... First outfit I tried on."
  438. >Rarity looks slightly puzzled. "Uh huh..."
  439. >Spike blushes and nervously smiles again.
  440. >This dragon is going to kill you with cuteness, sweet mercy.
  441. >"OH! Aaaalmost forgot!" Rarity chirps "Arms up!"
  442. >Spike complies and she magicks his hoodie onto him. His wings pop out of the holes in the back after a slight struggle.
  443. >"I cut out the ripped parts of the insides
  444. of the pocket and replaced them with a much thicker, much more likely to withstand your claws, faux leather. I stitched in something softer on the other side of the pocket to keep your little claws warmer."
  445. >Spike sticks his hands into the pocket, he Ooo's and Ahh's at it. You can hear him scratching at the leather part of it.
  446. >"It's perfect, thank you much!"
  447. >Spike leans forward and hugs her, and she promptly hugs him back
  448. >"Oh, it's no problem, Spikey. I'm glad you like it."
  449. >They finish and Spike steps back
  450. >"You look pretty dashing too, Anonymous." Rarity smiles at you.
  451. "Aww shucks, It's all thanks to you."
  452. >"Such a charmer, you."
  453. "Oh, right, uh, do you have, like, different shoes? These dress shoes aren't... as rugged as the rest of my getup."
  454. >"Oh of course!"
  455. >Rarity trots over to a chest and rummages through it
  456. >"Ah, here we are!"
  457. >She magics out a pair of dark-tan boots.
  458. >Now it's just comical at this point.
  459. >Raise each foot and she slips them on and ties them for you, once again, a perfect fit.
  460. >The look is complete.
  461. >"Hey look at me!" You pantomime pulling the horn on a semi.
  462. >Both Spike and Rarity look at you totally confused
  463. "Oh right ponies haven't invented diesels yet."
  464. >"Dude, what?" Spike says
  465. "Well that was fuckin' embarrassing anyway thank you so much, Rares! This is just what I needed."
  466. >Rarity just smiles brightly at the two of you, happy she made your day.
  467. "How much do you want for your services?" You ask.
  468. >"How much- Oh nononono, darling, it's on the house! These are prototypes, remember? They were going to get repurposed anyway!"
  469. >You shrug
  470. "If you insist, then. I'm going to get my clothes from the changing room."
  471. >You step out.
  472.  
  473. >You pick up all of your shit.
  474. >Your shoes, shirts, tie, pants aaaaand you just dumped the 500 billion condoms Twilight shoved into your pockets all over the floor.
  475. >Great. Cool.
  476. >Thanks Twilight, feel very protected right now, got one for every toe, too.
  477. >If it were literally anywhere else, you wouldn't even bother picking them up, but you really, REALLY don't want Rarity of all people asking why there's a pile of unused condoms where you and Spike just were...
  478. >You imagine Rarity yelling "And where are the USED ones?!" at you as you pick them all up.
  479. >You shiver.
  480. >You'd rather see Spike's dick 100 times over than being on the receiving end of a Rarity scorned.
  481. >There. Clean and Tidy.
  482. >Double check to make sure you have everything...
  483. >Check.
  484. >Oh right, Spike left his mess in there too.
  485. >Ugh.
  486. >You swing the door open and start picking up his mess
  487. >Oh
  488. >He hung the lingrie back up?
  489. >I mean, alright then. Whatever floats his gay boat. I'll just leave that there.
  490. >You pick everything up and head back to Spike and Rarity.
  491.  
  492. =====
  493.  
  494. >Okay, Anon's gone.
  495. "Hey, uh, Rarity?"
  496. >Oh Celestia what are you doing
  497. >"Hm? What is it, Spike?"
  498. >Oh dear
  499. "Can I uh..."
  500. >Help me
  501. "So I, uhm.."
  502. >"Spike, are you feeling okay?"
  503. "CANIHAVESOMEDRAGONLINGRIE"
  504. >You wince in spiritual agony
  505. >WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS WHY WHY WHY
  506. >Rarity is wide-eyed, stunned.
  507. >"B-beg your pardon?"
  508. >WHY
  509. >You sigh heavily
  510. "iN tHe cHa-" You clear your throat AGAIN, now is NOT the time. "I-in the changing closet there was, uhm... white... lingerie..."
  511. >"White lingerie... for dragons?"
  512. "Yeah..." You barely can muster any words
  513. >"Huh, I don't know how they got in there..."
  514. "I was wondering if I could, uhm... have... them?" Your face is on fire from blushing
  515. >Why did I even bother saying anything, she's going to think you're a freak what the fuck dude
  516. >"Have them?" Rarity gets a little bit flustered
  517. >You feel yourself getting smaller
  518. >"I mean, sure, you can, but they're meant for female dragons..."
  519. "I-..." You can't say it
  520. >Rarity gasps softly "Spike, do you... have a-"
  521. >And at that moment, almost as if it were divined by the celestial sisters themselves, in walks Anon.
  522.  
  523. >"Spike left a mess in there, I'll put these back for ya, Rares."
  524. >Rarity's eyes dart to Anon
  525. >Then back to you
  526. >Then back to Anon
  527. >And back to you.
  528. >You can almost physically hear the gears grinding in her head.
  529. >Anon walks past you two and she's now staring blankly off to the side
  530. "I think I broke her" You think to yourself
  531. >But then her eyes slowly widened in shock, mouth agape
  532. >Then shocked turned to awe, her mouth miming an "oooooooh" of understanding as something finally clicks.
  533. >Then awe turned into subdued excitement as her eyes light up.
  534. >She looked you square in the eyes, with a comforting glare, and spoke in the softest tone you ever heard.
  535. >"Oh, Spike..."
  536. >You stared back for a few moments.
  537. >You were much less on edge now.
  538. >Rarity looks behind herself at Anon. Anon's putting shit away, lost in his own world over there.
  539. >Rarity looks back at you.
  540. >"Come." She whispers and tilts her head to usher you with her.
  541. >She trots over to closet and rifled through hundreds of different clothes, all hung neatly.
  542. >"Here we go."
  543. >She magicks out another pair of lingerie, this time black with green pearlescent accents instead of gold.
  544. >She magicks them into a small gift bag and hands it to you.
  545. >"You can have the other pair, as well."
  546. >She winks at you.
  547. >You don't know what to say.
  548. >Your vision begins to blur
  549. >Before the waterworks start flowing, you embrace her again for another hug.
  550. >You hug her tight this time.
  551. >She's really the best friend a dragon could ask for.
  552. "Thank you..." You whisper out.
  553. >She doesn't say another word, but the comforting pat on the back was all you needed.
  554. >It seems like forever passes before you pull away, but it somehow didn't feel like enough.
  555. >Nonetheless, you feel thankful for what you got. You feel... at peace.
  556. >You wipe your eyes and speak clearer.
  557. "Thank you."
  558. >Rarity tilts her head and smiles back earnestly.
  559.  
  560. =====
  561.  
  562. >You are Anonymous, the one and the same.
  563. >Everything seems to be back in order over here.
  564. >You stand up straight and groan like the crotchety old man you know you are.
  565. "Alrighty, everything all good over here. Once again thank you so much, I-..."
  566. >You trail off as you look over to Rarity and Spike, who both turn to acknowledge you. You can see Spike's watery eyes from here.
  567.  
  568. "Did I uh, miss something?"
  569. >"Don't worry, I'm fine." Spike says, wiping his eyes with his sleeve again.
  570. >Uh huh.
  571. "I'll take your word for it."
  572. >"Thank you for stopping by today boys, but I really must get back to work. I have a lot of designs to comb over."
  573. "No, thank YOU for your generosity."
  574. >She giggles and blushes.
  575. >"Oh, it's nothing really..."
  576. >You pick your old clothes up and both you and Spike head out of the room.
  577. >"I'll see ya later, Rarity." Spike says while you wave goodbye.
  578. >"Have a good day, boys. And you, Spike, have fun." She winks at Spike.
  579. "Uh-"
  580. >Before you can think, Spike shoves you out of the room while laughing nervously.
  581. "What was that about-"
  582. >Spike cuts you off again
  583. >"OH! Almost forgot!"
  584. >Spike jogs back to the changing room, closes the door, and then two seconds later emerges, blushing.
  585. >Just now you're realizing he's holding a gift bag.
  586. "That was about the lingerie, wasn't it?"
  587. >"Shush."
  588.  
  589. =====
  590.  
  591. >You are Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship, Celestia's Star Pupil and faithful student.
  592. >You finish reading yet another book about dragon behavior, mating, customs, and *ahem* lifestyles.
  593. >Very informative and fascinating, you are yet again amazed by the vast amount of knowledge of an otherwise hostile species.
  594. >A wealth of information in your hooves…
  595. >But none of it clarifies the situation.
  596. >Spike is such a unique, one-of-a-kind exception.
  597. >He's been by your side his whole life.
  598. >He's like a little brother to you, and you love him like nopony else.
  599. >You'd like to think you know him very well, too…
  600. >...but he did grow to the size of a building, ponynap Rarity, and destroy Ponyville that one time.
  601. >In short, you can never be too sure.
  602. >Especially after finding out he doesn't… swing the way you assumed he did.
  603. >The sound of the castle doors opening smacks you out of your train of thought.
  604. >"Back already? It's barely been two hours…" You say to yourself as you quickly glance at the wall clock.
  605. >Welp.
  606. >You rough your mane up just a smidge.
  607. >Showtime.
  608.  
  609. >You teleport yourself into the main lobby, right in front of an unsuspecting Spike and Anon, scaring the shit out of both of them.
  610. >It gets them every single time, and it just will never get old.
  611. >They both yell.
  612. "Hi boooys~"
  613. >You immediately notice that those aren't the clothes they left in.
  614. >"Ooooh, someone made a trip to Rarity's, didn't they?" You say as you trot around the both of them, quickly examining anything else immediately apparent.
  615. >They're standing closer together than normal, maybe they were holding hands again
  616. >You are amazed they never noticed you following them.
  617. >You also noticed Spike carrying a gift bag, one that Rarity gives out to customers.
  618. "No way, did he…?" You think to yourself.
  619. >You didn't think that would work…
  620. >Anon speaks up
  621. >"Why do you always have to be so extra?"
  622. "Well, WHY don't you stand an extra couple steps away from Spike?"
  623. >You shove Anon in the side with magic and move him away from Spike.
  624. >"Hey!" Anon yells
  625. >Spike is pinching the bridge of his snout and rubbing it.
  626. >"Twilight…"
  627. >That's right, keep hammin' it up, Sparkle.
  628. "And just WHERE are your monkey finger condoms? I told you to stay protected!"
  629. >You start magicking the condoms out of his pocket and ripping a few open.
  630. "Guess I'LL have to put them on myself, I don't want you to catch it."
  631. >"TWILIGHT!" Spike screams
  632. >You stop in your tracks
  633. >"What has gotten into you?"
  634. >Okay maybe you went a little too far, so you try your hardest to not reply "I could ask you the same."
  635. >You back up a bit
  636. "Heh heh… sorry…"
  637. >"We just want to drop some stuff off here before we go get lunch."
  638. >You regain your composure and act more normal.
  639. "I see."
  640. >You glare at them.
  641. "Fine, I'll leave you two be." You lied.
  642. >You teleport yourself back to your study and wait.
  643.  
  644. >You listen to the murmurs of Spike and Anon reverberate through the crystal halls.
  645. >You really think you may have overdid it, but you think it'll be alright, if…
  646. >You listen intently for a few more minutes
  647. >After some more muffled chatter you hear the front door open, and then shut with a thunderous boom.
  648. >You open the door to your study and peak your head out.
  649. >The coast is clear.
  650. >You sneak over to Spike's room and slowly push the door open
  651. >It's dark, but the light shining through the window is sufficient
  652. >You immediately spot the gift bag on Spike's nightstand
  653. >You sneak over to it
  654. >You reach into the bag with your magic, and pull out…
  655. >Not one, but TWO of EXACTLY what you wanted to see.
  656. >You are in shock. It was a longshot, but somehow, it worked. Your plan might have a chance.
  657.  
  658. =====
  659.  
  660. >You are Anonymous, and man, are you reeling from that Twilight freakout.
  661. >You and Spike both step outside into the sunlight and you close the castle doors behind you.
  662. >You both start heading back to Ponyville, walking in tandem.
  663. >You're both silent.
  664. >Spike his claws tucked in the front pocket of his hoodie looking down at the ground as he walks forward.
  665. >You decide that maybe it's best to try and break the ice.
  666. "So uh, w-what's the deal with airline food?"
  667. >Smooth.
  668. >Spike growls and lunges at a small pebble to kick it as hard as he can.
  669. >It skips atop the dirt path and bounces into the grass.
  670. >You both stop and you see Spike clench his fist.
  671. >Tough crowd, you guess.
  672. >"She makes me so mad sometimes, Anon!"
  673. >You freeze.
  674. >"She finds the smallest, most insipid thing possible and blows it up into this massive shitfest, every single time!"
  675. >"It's been happening more and more since her coronation, and even more since the friendship school."
  676. >"I know all of that must be extremely stressful and hectic for her, and I'm more than happy to give her leeway in that department, but I feel like she takes all of that stress out on me by working me to the bone, whether she knows it or not."
  677. >Spike emotes wildly, smoke is coming out of his mouth and nose as he rants. You stay as quiet as you can.
  678. >"But now she knows something about me that I tried to keep hidden from her until I was comfortable bringing it up and now she thinks I'm some sort of freak with a disease!"
  679. >"I know Twilight, and this isn't like her. She's friends with Lyra Heartstrings, she's gay and Twilight gets along with her just fine! Why am I the black sheep to her? I'm so FUCKING SICK OF THIS!"
  680. >As Spike yells that last line, a massive light-green jet of fire spews from Spike's mouth into the foliage on the side of the path.
  681. >The heat was incredibly intense, you shielded your face reflexively.
  682. >It only took two seconds of righteous immolation to reduce the bushes to ash and soot.
  683. >Spike stands there in the wake of the incinerated greenery, panting
  684. >Good lord.
  685.  
  686. >After a few moments, his tensed-up stance finally relaxes.
  687. >He turns to you, and looks you in the eyes for a brief moment before embracing you in a hug.
  688. >You weren't expecting something like that at this moment you stumble back.
  689. >Spike buries his face in you and lets out a shaky sigh.
  690. >You can tell he's trying his best to choke back tears.
  691. >You hug him back. You didn't really expect something like this from him.
  692. >He's really been a complete smorgasbord of emotions today. You can't help but feel bad, especially since you at least wanted to help take his mind off things today.
  693. >You rub his back in a consoling manner.
  694. >"I'm sorry, Anon… I'm a mess."
  695. >You continue as you are. Spike makes no attempt to exit your embrace.
  696. "You know I'm here for you, right?"
  697. >"I know…"
  698. >You pat his back, and Spike finally pulls away. He stands up straight, wipes his eyes, and smiles.
  699. >"I'm sorry about my teenage angst. I knew it was coming and even then it still hits hard sometimes. I'm just glad I have you here to listen."
  700. >You smile back and pull him close.
  701. "Let's go get some grub, I'm starving."
  702. >You two venture back into Ponyville.
  703.  
  704. >You both take a seat in the outdoor dining area of your favorite local restaurant 'Salt Of The Earth'
  705. >You say 'favorite' because it's really the only place you can eat at, besides Sugarcube Corner.
  706. >In addition to the usual petunia sandwiches and hay filets most places have, this place's specialty is soup.
  707. >Of all things, 'cream of carrot' is their fan favorite.
  708. >Carrot Top owns this place. You had no idea she was such a good cook until you ate here.
  709. >You have no idea what she does to that soup but it's a sweet, savoury, creamy, flavorful orgasm in your mouth every time.
  710. >Speaking of, Carrot Top is immediately at your table, notepad in hoof, wearing the cutest little frilled white apron with a little carrot stitched on the front.
  711. >"Howdy you two, back again so soon?"
  712. "You know it!" You say gleefully. "Two bowls of the usual, please."
  713. >"Comin' right up!" She stuffs the notepad into a pocket on her apron and trots inside.
  714. >You glance at Spike, who's staring down the menu, looking downtrodden.
  715. "You still worked up from earlier?"
  716. >He sighs "A little, yeah."
  717. >He looks up at you
  718. >"Thanks for bringing me here. Carrot Top's cooking always puts me in a good mood."
  719. "Don't mention it."
  720. >You look up at the bright blue sky and listen to the birds chirping
  721. "Hey, it's almost like we're on an actual date, huh? Sitting across from each other at a restaurant…"
  722. >"Ha, yeah…"
  723. >He looks slightly embarrassed
  724. "I guess this would be the part where I ask 'So what's goin' on with you?'"
  725. >You cross your legs and rest your head in your hand with your elbow on the table.
  726. "So what IS goin' on with you?"
  727. >Spike giggles at your silliness
  728. >"Gee, well, Discord, Big Mac, and I just started a new game of Ogres & Oubliettes. I went Priest this time instead of a Wizard."
  729. "You still play that with them?"
  730. >"Yup, every Sunday at 6pm. Discord's a bit of a control-freak but he's a VERY good GM."
  731. "I can imagine."
  732. >"I wouldn't miss a session for the world."
  733. >"Unless uh-" he clears his throat "UnlessIwasonadatewithsomeonecoollikeyou*AHEM*"
  734. >You chortle.
  735. >This little dragon…
  736. "Good thing it isn't Sunday, right?"
  737. >Spike blushes
  738. "Right?"
  739. >Your smile immediately turns to ire when you realize.
  740. "We really need to have a talk with Twilight…"
  741. >"It's okay, really. We can go let Big Mac know on the way back."
  742. "Sure. I haven't seen him in a hot minute."
  743.  
  744. >Carrot Top trots out of the kitchen carrying a tray of food with her mouth. She approaches you and she set the tray on the table. It's neatly adorned with silverware, a side of bread to share, and two cups of water, as well as the piping hot bowls of soup.
  745. >"Enjoy. Fresh out of the pot. It's hot so be careful!"
  746. >You both say your thanks in unison.
  747. >She smiles and then trots back inside.
  748. >The bowl is filled with a light-orange homogenous soup garnished with a swirl of cream, olive oil, and a sprig of parsley.
  749. >Both you and Spike waste no time grabbing a spoon and digging in.
  750. >HOT OW HOT!
  751. >So good, but HOT!
  752. >You fan your open mouth with your hand
  753. >Spike laughs and slurps up spoonfuls of soup like it's nothing
  754. "Showoff." You say after you manage to swallow your first spoonful.
  755. >"Dragons swim in magma for fun, dude. This ain't nothin'." he says with a cheeky, soup-eating grin.
  756. "Hmph." You frown playfully and blow on your soup while stirring to cool it down.
  757. >After trying to get the soup to a manageable temperature and sitting in silence, you speak up again.
  758. "I'm not the only one that finds it weird that ponies use their mouths to pick up and carry stuff, right?"
  759. >Spike raises an eyebrow
  760. >"How else would Earth ponies carry stuff?"
  761. "No I mean like, you'd think they would have invented something more, you know, sanitary, but here they are."
  762. "There's even teeth marks on this tray. She must have killer jaw strength."
  763. >"Not everypony could be blessed with fingers like us, you know." He raises his hand and wiggles his digits as he speaks.
  764. "Well, yeah, but… actually on second thought, saying all of that out loud made me realize that ponies really don't get sick, do they?" You point to the tray again "That's probably why. Ponies have ironclad immune systems."
  765. >"Nurse Redheart is constantly busy, so they do get sick sometimes."
  766. "Wait, is she the only nurse in Ponyville?"
  767. >"Yeah, why?"
  768. "SHE'S THE ONLY-" You are shocked "She runs that hospital by herself?!"
  769. >"Yeah…" He gives you that 'What are you getting at?' glare "Why?"
  770. "I dunno man! What if a bunch of ponies get food poisoning? What if the flu season is particularly bad? What if something like Covi-" You shut your fucking mouth right before it slips out.
  771. >Shit!
  772.  
  773. "You know what let's drop the subject haha heh heh." You indulge in another delicious spoonful of soup to hide your nervousness about Equestria's healthcare system.
  774. >Spike is just staring at you now, confused.
  775. >"What if something like… what?"
  776. >Ah fuck
  777. "Hahaha nothing heh heh" You take a sip of ice water and tug on the collar of your flannel
  778. >"No, what were you gunna say?"
  779. "Nothing dude, it's nothing."
  780. >Spike is starting to get visibly frustrated
  781. >"Is there something that I should know? Because it sounded important.”
  782. "What? No! No, it's not like that, it's just…" You trail off for a moment.
  783. "It's just… The world, my world, when I left it, wasn't… it wasn't good, Spike. Everything sucked and it was only getting worse."
  784. >You look down into your soup bowl and sigh.
  785. >”Oh…” Spike says, pensively.
  786. >"I'm glad I'm here, Spike. I'm glad I met you, and I'm glad I'm hanging out with you now and just… talking.
  787. >He smiles at you, and you smile back.
  788. >You both sit for a few moments in silence. You take some of the bread and use it to sop up the last bit of soup in your bowl. Spike does the same.
  789. >A great use for hands, right?
  790. >"What was it like?" Spike says softly
  791. >You look up at him "Hm?"
  792. >"What was your world like?"
  793. "Oh, uh, wow, where to start." You rub the back of your neck. "For starters, we don't have magic. At all."
  794. >"Like, none?"
  795. "Yeah."
  796. >"So what controls the sun and moon? Who controls the weather?"
  797. "Nothing and no one. Wild, right?"
  798. >"Woah." Spike is absolutely amazed by this otherwise completely mundane information.
  799. “My world was driven by the technology we made, and we strived for ever greater advancements in our sciences. The ironic thing about it is that the more and more united we became as a species, the more divisiveness and tribalism it caused. My world was rife with beauty, creativity, and prosperity, but with that game struggle, turmoil, and suffering.”
  800. “Oh, and all of that WITHOUT a big powerful monster threatening to destroy everything every month.”
  801.  
  802. >Spike is just looking onward, you can tell he has absolutely no fucking idea how to respond.
  803. “Sorry… got carried away. I didn’t mean to get all cynical and nihilistic. Just know that Equestria is definitely an upgrade.”
  804. >”No, no, it’s okay. I really didn’t know much about where you came from. You just… showed up one day. I didn’t know it was such a touchy subject.
  805. >Before you could respond, Carrot Top was at your table again, holding the check in her mouth. She gingerly places it on your table.
  806. >”Here’s the check. I’ll be up front when you’re ready.” She turns hoof and trots back.
  807. >You stand up from the table and stretch.
  808. “You ready to go, buddy?” you say, piling all of your used dishes back onto the carrying tray.
  809. >”Yeah one second.”
  810. >Spike grabs all of the uneaten bread from the small serving basket and shoves it into the button pockets of his shorts
  811. >You shoot him a judgemental glare.
  812. >”What? It’s for later.”
  813. >You increase the intensity of your glare.
  814. >”What?!”
  815. >You bust out laughing and he blushes
  816. “You’re hilarious sometimes.” you say earnestly.
  817. >You pay for the meal, you both say your goodbyes to Carrot Top and thank her for another wonderful meal, and head on over to Sweet Apple Acres real quick.
  818.  
  819. =====
  820.  
  821. >You are Twilight Sparkle, and the situation you currently find yourself in is amusing.
  822. >You are sitting up in a tree staring down a pair of binoculars, at who else but Anon and Spike.
  823. >Yeah, of course you followed them.
  824. >You want to make sure everything is going according to plan.
  825. >You managed to find a really good angle on them from a tree on the outskirts of town. Got lucky finding one, you didn't scout much.
  826. >You stare intently.
  827. >They're… talking.
  828. >...
  829. >Talking some more...
  830. >...
  831. >...Stiiiiill talking…
  832. >Okay maybe conducting espionage on your little dragon brother and his date sounded a LOT cooler in your head.
  833. >No matter, you just want to make sure everything is going along smoothly.
  834. >"Tw-Twilight?"
  835. "GAH" You nearly jump out of your skin and just about fall off of your tree branch perch
  836. >Once you regain your composure, you look down under you for the source of the voice
  837. >You are greeted by a certain yellow pegasus staring up at you from the ground below.
  838. "Fluttershy? W-what are you doing here?"
  839. >Fluttershy looks at you like you like you're both stupid and crazy
  840. >"Twilight… I live here…"
  841. >Wha-... You quickly look around, and you are indeed sitting on a branch in a tree right outside Fluttershy’s cottage. There’s birdhouses and squirrel/bird feeders hanging from surrounding branches.
  842. >You… You didn't even realize you were at Fluttershy’s.
  843. >How in Celestia’s name are you this dense?
  844. "It would, uh, appear so.. Heh heh.” You turn beet red from embarrassment.
  845.  
  846. >”Well it’s good to see you, but why are you sitting in one of my trees?”
  847. “I am uh…” you look around quickly for any ideas
  848. >birdhouses… birds, BIRDWATCHING, YES
  849. “BIRDWATCHING!” You blurt out “Yes, I am birdwatching!”
  850. >”Oh, gosh, I didn’t know you were into that!”
  851. >Fluttershy flaps her wings and gently takes off toward you
  852. >No no no don’t come up here…
  853. >Fluttershy hovers next to you for a second and sits herself on the same branch.
  854. >Fluttershy gets comfortable and looks around.
  855. >This is totally not good…
  856. >You’re sweating nervously
  857. >”This is quite a… different spot for birdwatching, a little restrictive, but at least you brought binoculars!” Fluttershy says gleefully.
  858. “Y-yeah, I…” You sigh. You know better than to lie to Fluttershy.
  859. >The jig is up.
  860. “I’m sorry Fluttershy. I lied, I’m not here to birdwatch, I’m just… I’m just a little stressed right now.”
  861. >”Oh…” She looks disappointed.
  862. >This is what you get for lying to her, now you feel like you just kicked a puppy.
  863. >”If you aren’t birdwatching, then what are you doing?”
  864. >You quickly look around you to make sure some other pony isn’t snooping around Fluttershy’s abode
  865. >...other than you.
  866. “Look, Fluttershy, you can keep a secret, right?”
  867. >Fluttershy silently nods and mimes ‘Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye’.
  868. “Well, uh… I’m spying on someone.”
  869. >”Who?”
  870. “Spike.” You say under your breath, embarrassed.
  871. >”Spike?” Fluttershy says softly, her face turns to that of concern. “Oh no, is he alright? He’s not getting into trouble, is he? What with his growth spurt and all.”
  872. “No, no. Far from it actually. You see-” You stop yourself again.
  873. >You hesitate, but you know Fluttershy. If she tells you she’s going to keep a secret, she will.
  874. “Actually, well, here. Look for yourself.”
  875.  
  876. >You levitate the binoculars in front of Fluttershy’s face and she promptly looks through them.
  877. >”Oh, there’s Spike. And Anon, too? Looks like they’re just getting lunch. Isn’t that their usual spot? I like their outfits!”
  878. “They aren’t there JUST for the food, this time.”
  879. >Fluttershy backs away from the binoculars to look at you confused.
  880. >”What is that supposed to mean? Do you mean, like, they’re on some sort of…?” She trails off
  881. >”On a…” Fluttershy back into the binoculars for a few moments, and then back to you, her eyes widened.
  882. >You nod.
  883. >”So… that means, Spike…”
  884. >You nod again.
  885. >”And Anon’s with him… so that means…”
  886. “Yeah…”
  887. >”Wow, that’s uh… quite a lot to take in…”
  888. “Do you promise not to tell anyone?”
  889. >”Of course, Twilight. I wouldn’t want to embarrass Spike like that, or Anon.”
  890. “Thank you, Fluttershy.” You sigh a sigh of relief and look back into the binoculars. Looks like they’re wrapping up their meal.
  891. >”That still doesn’t explain why you’re spying on him and Anon, though.”
  892. >You’re getting a little flustered.
  893. “Because I want to make sure everything goes well. Spike has been having a really hard time lately and I just want to make sure…”
  894. >”Do you not trust Anon enough to give Spike a nice day out?”
  895. “Well, yeah, I do, but…”
  896. >”Then wouldn’t it be best to leave them be?”
  897. “But… I…” You look down, defeated.
  898. >You can do nothing but ‘Hmph’ as a reply. She’s right.
  899. >Maybe you got a little carried away with this plan of yours.
  900. >You never really stopped to consider Spike’s feelings in all of this.
  901. >the damage was done, but you hope it didn’t jeopardize his chances with Anon.
  902. “You’re right. Thank you Fluttershy.”
  903. >You hug her briefly.
  904. >”Well, I have to go feed Angel. You know how he is… Tell Spike and Anon to stop by for tea sometime. I haven’t had a chance to talk with them in a while.”
  905. “I definitely will. See you later.”
  906. >You wait until Fluttershy is sufficiently far enough away for you to take another peek through the binoculars.
  907. >You catch Spike and Anon leaving the restaurant, holding hands as they walked.
  908. “Maybe it’ll all work out.” you think to yourself, before teleporting back to the comfort of your castle.
  909.  
  910. =====
  911.  
  912. >You are Anon, and you're here with your dragon pal heading down the dirt road to Sweet Apple Acres, holdin' hands.
  913. >He did it, not you.
  914. >Y-y-you're definitely not gay enough to h*ld someone's h*nd
  915. >But it is really nice. You really enjoy Spike's company.
  916. >His hand is so warm.
  917. >Even still, you can't help but feel a little bad about your takeover of the conversation at the restaurant.
  918. "Hey, uh, I'm sorry if I killed the mood back there."
  919. >Spike perks up and looks at you, donning a smile
  920. >"It's no problem, I like hearing about you, your hobbies, your tastes, where you come from. Everything is so different there. YOU'RE so different." He pokes you on the side softly to accentuate himself.
  921. "Hey!" You flinched as a reflex, but you suppressed it as much as you could. You are so ticklish there it's unreal.
  922. >Spike must never know, lest you perish.
  923. >You poke him back.
  924. >Take that.
  925. >Spike playfully growls and pokes you again, in the same spot
  926. >You flinch harder this time
  927. >Shit he may have caught on
  928. >You poke back, you're giggling along with Spike
  929. >Poke
  930. >Poke
  931. >Poke
  932. >You two are laughing like idiots now, just being silly with each other.
  933. >You settle down as you approach Ponyville's own apple orchard.
  934.  
  935. >Ah, you made it, Sweet Apple Acres. The sweet aroma of tree bark and sucrose fills the air. Smells like home.
  936. >Well, you never lived on a farm. You'd just light some apple-scented candles in your apartment.
  937. >Just off in the distance, you see Big Mac loading barrels onto a cart. Perfect.
  938. >You and Spike walk up the dirt path leading to the barn, as well as Big Mac.
  939. >Spike calls out to him "Hey Big Mac!"
  940. >Big Mac looks around, not seeing you at first, and spots you approaching. He smiles and waves.
  941. >"Big Maaaac!" Spike fistbump's Mac's hoof and you follow suit.
  942. >"Hey Spike, Hey Anon." Mac says, wiping sweat off his brow.
  943. >"You working on a shipment for tomorrow?" Spike says
  944. >"Eeyup. A big one too. We've been workin' all day and we still ain't done gettin' everythin' ready for tomorrow. Today's been a might busy and I ain't got time for O&O tonight. I hate to cancel last minute."
  945. >"Oh, what a coincidence, I dropped by to tell you that I have plans with Anon here and couldn't make it. You're not the only one cancelling last minute."
  946. >Big Mac loads another barrel onto the cart as Spike explained himself.
  947. >"I guess there's no harm, we just started a new quest, after all."
  948. >"Eeyup."
  949. >You stand there awkwardly, like anyone would when one of your friends converses with one of their friends who talk about stuff that you weren't there for.
  950. >"Have you heard anything from Discord?"
  951. >"Eeyup, feller was actin' weird, though. He said, and I quote”, Mac does his best Discord impression, "'I'm going to sit today out, Mac. The writer of this story wants nothing to do with me.' and left."
  952. >Spike stares blankly for a few seconds.
  953. >"W-what is THAT supposed to mean?" Spike stammers, confused.
  954. >Big Mac shrugs. "Just Discord bein' Discord."
  955. >Big Mac grunts while he loads another barrel onto the cart. It's full now.
  956. >"Well, since you two are here, wanna have some cider in the barn? I could use a break."
  957. >"Do I?!" Spike is all giddy again.
  958. >”Sure!” You haven't had cider in a long while.
  959. >Big Mac escorts you to the barn.
  960.  
  961. >Big Mac clunks the locking mechanism on the barn door and swings it open.
  962. >Your eyes adjust to the dim interior, you see the telltale flickering light of lanterns lining the walls
  963. >You and Spike follow Mac up some squeaky ramshackle stairs that lead up into the hayloft.
  964. >Ascending the stairs, you're greeted with a comfy little break area, adorned with a cider barrel with a spicket up against the wall, a table, and hay bales as seats.
  965. >There's a lit lantern on the table, illuminating a few cider mugs, some dice, and what you think are scrawlings of character sheets for O&O.
  966. >"Sorry for the mess. I'll get you two some cider." Mac collects 3 mugs and starts filling them from the tap.
  967. >You realize there's only two hay bales positioned at the table, so you and Spike share one.
  968. >You both barely fit, and your hips are touching, but this is fine.
  969. >Spike looks back up at you and smiles. He grabs your hand under the table and squeezes gently, as if to reassure you that things are going well.
  970. >You smile back.
  971. >Big Mac slides two mugs across the table to you and he sits down with his own.
  972. >You all bump mugs and speak in unison "Cheers!" and take a nice swig.
  973. >Ooo- oh! Oh this is the hard stuff.
  974. >Spike makes a similar face to you, shocked at the taste. It's really good, of course, but neither of you expected the alcohol kick.
  975. >"Oh, heh, my apologies! I should have mentioned…" Mac takes another swig.
  976. >"No, it's just… I've never had alcohol before. Twilight never let me."
  977. >"Ever?" Big Mac raises his eyebrows.
  978. >"Never. She's not a drinker so I'm just not exposed to it."
  979. >"I see." Mac takes yet another swig. He's really slamming that down, huh?
  980. >"tHiS iSn'T-" Spike's voice cracks and he clears his throat "This isn't going to make me drunk, is it?" Spike seemed concerned.
  981. >"Eenope. It's low proof. At most, all you'll get is a slight buzz."
  982. >"That's good to hear, because it's really nice."
  983. >"There's plenty to go around."
  984.  
  985. >You all sit in silence for a moment. You still feel awkward being there. You haven't talked with Big Mac much.
  986. >Mac finishes off his mug and gets up to get more.
  987. >"So uh, what brings you 'round these parts, other than the obvious? You two havin' a guy's night out?"
  988. >"Heh heh, wow, funny you mention that…" Spike trails off and rubs the back of his neck, embarrassed. You speak up for him.
  989. "Twilight kinda set us up on a date of sorts."
  990. >Wait shit maybe you shouldn't have said that code red code red
  991. >"A date?" Big Mac looks back at the two of you, confused.
  992. >Spike blushes and sinks in his seat a tiny bit.
  993. >Fucking Hell Anon what is with you and running your mouth today
  994. >"Huh." Big Mac continues. "I reckoned your first boyfriend would have been another dragon."
  995. >You both get flustered at that comment and stammer and stumble over each other's words
  996. >"B-bOyFrieNd?!" Spike squeaks out
  997. >Spike clears his throat but doesn't speak up again
  998. >Both of you are blushing as red as Big Mac now.
  999. >Spike grabs your hand under the table again and squeezes harder than the last, but doesn't let go.
  1000. >Big Mac chuckles at you two being goofs.
  1001. >"I just never expected Anon would be your first." Mac sits down with another full mug of cider, Spike is still blushing intensely and holding your hand under the table.
  1002. >You guess Big Mac knows about Spike's rampant gayness. They must hang out more than you thought.
  1003. >Well, that's another bullet dodged. You feel like Neo from the Matrix today.
  1004.  
  1005. "To be fair, if you had told me as a kid I'd date a bipedal male dragon from another dimension, I'd tell you to contact your carer and take your meds, but here I am, heh." You say, rubbing the back of your neck.
  1006. >It's still all so surreal. That out-of-body feeling hits you from time to time. All of this feels like a dream sometimes.
  1007. >But no, you're really here. You're really drinking cider with a red talking pony.
  1008. >You're really here with your dragon boyfriend.
  1009. >And you're really here sitting in a barn sipping some delicious apple cider.
  1010. >Mac turns your attention to you and speaks up.
  1011. >"Imagine OUR shock when a weird creature Equestria ain't seen before, wearin' clothes mind you, stumbles into Ponyville."
  1012. "Weird?" you rebut in a slightly-offended tone.
  1013. >"Eyup. Ain't nothin' even remotely like you in all of Equestria, even in fairy tales." Big Mac states very matter-of-factly
  1014. >Big Mac begins to glare at you.
  1015. >It's not the kind of glare you usually get from ponies. This one means business.
  1016. >He doesn't say anything for a few moments.
  1017. >He takes another swig, and sets his mug down noticeably harder than normal.
  1018. >"You're uh, laying it on a little thick there, Big Mac." Spike points out, trying to ease the sudden influx of now palpable tension in the air.
  1019. >"You stumbled into Ponyville, and who else but the Princess of Friendship took y'all in. Twilight's got one of the brightest minds in Equestria. Got a heart-a-gold, too. Sweetest filly I know."
  1020. >Big Mac plays with his meg of cider, looking down into it, pensively.
  1021. >"I hear all sorts of stories from Applejack about their adventures together, and AJ ain't no fibber. Despite all that though, I know first hoof that Twilight's a bit..." Mac looks back up at you, with a glare more intense than before "...naive."
  1022. >You're starting to sweat, what the hell is happening?
  1023.  
  1024. >"Mac-" Spike speaks up and is immediately cut off
  1025. >"Let me finish Spike."
  1026. >Spike sinks in his seat.
  1027. >Big Mac stands up and puts his two front hooves on the table.
  1028. >"And now this creature, never seen in Equestria before, is living with a princess and is suddenly best pals with my friend Spike. Call me crazy, insane, whatever y'all want, but something ain't right."
  1029. >You really can't say anything.
  1030. >You know your situation is insane, but you really had no idea how crazy it looked to ponies on the outside, especially to one who's related to an Element of Harmony.
  1031. >Mac turns to Spike, who looks… embarrassed?
  1032. >"Spike, I want you to answer truthfully, now…"
  1033. >"Mac, you really-"
  1034. >"Spike, look me in the eyes."
  1035. >Spike complies. A brief moment passes before Mac speaks again.
  1036. >"Do you trust him?"
  1037. >"Yes. Yes of course I do."
  1038. >They stare intently at each other for one final moment, before Mac bows his head and sighs.
  1039. >One of relief.
  1040. >Mac puts his hooves back onto the ground and sits down.
  1041. >Spike continues
  1042. >"You and Anon are the only ones I trust enough to confide in, especially about… you know…"
  1043. >Mac nods his way and turns his attention to you.
  1044. >"I apologize, Anon. I just wanted to make sure you had good intentions."
  1045. >Just now you realize you've been holding your breath.
  1046. >You shakily exhale and catch your breath.
  1047. “Man, you are really quite intimidating for a pony.”
  1048. >”Only when I need to be.” Mac sips from his mug, now relaxed.
  1049.  
  1050. >Spike groans
  1051. >”Maaaac, you nearly scared him to death.”
  1052. >Mac grins at you playfully.
  1053. >He nearly did, too.
  1054. >”Mac’s been really protective of me since we got to know each other, and especially so since I told him about… you know…” Spike trails off.
  1055. >”I know how some ponies get, regardin’ that kind of stuff.”
  1056. >”Yeah…” Spike looks down at the table and takes a sip of cider.
  1057. >”I just wanted to be sure you were the right one, Anon. I don’t want Spike comin’ to our O&O games sobbin’ about how you broke his poor little dragon heart.”
  1058. >Big Mac shoots you another brief, piercing glare.
  1059. >You give him an understanding nod, lest you invoke his wrath.
  1060. >Regardless, you wouldn't dare harm a scale on Spike's head.
  1061. >”H-hey!” Spike yelps. He didn’t seem to notice your subtle exchange of gestures. “I can take care of myself, you know!”
  1062. >Mac shakes his head and chuckles.
  1063. >”I consider Spike family, and I trust him to make good friends. So a friend of Spike’s…” Big Mac stands up and extends a hoof to you “...is a friend of mine.”
  1064. >He smiles as you grab his hoof awkwardly and shake.
  1065. >You both sit back down. You go to take another swig of your cider to realize you’re out.
  1066. >Big Mac notices “You out? I’ll top you off. I need another round, too.”
  1067. >He takes your mug and trots over to the cider barrel.
  1068. >Man at the rate we’re going, we’ll drain that thing before sundown.
  1069. >”Did you show Anon your comic collection, Spike?”
  1070. >”You bet! We read through most of Power Ponies and Spidermare already!”
  1071. >”Impressive.” Mac looks back at you, slightly shocked.
  1072. “Yeah, they’re pretty great. They’re a lot like my comics back home, except with cute ponies.”
  1073. >”Anon cried like a baby at the end of Spidermare issue 101.”
  1074. “D-did not!” You lightly shove Spike while him and Mac laugh.
  1075. >Mac slides you another mug of cider and sits back down.
  1076.  
  1077. >”So, how’s your date comin’ along?” Big Mac inquires. “You two stare lovey-dovey into each other’s eyes and make out, yet?” He makes puppy-dog eyes at you two and laughs
  1078. >”Heh heh… today’s been, uh… a pretty crazy day, emotionally.”
  1079. >”Nopony’s givin’ you shit, are they?” Big Mac’s ears perk up and his expression turns to one of aggressive concern.
  1080. >Spike gestures ”No, no nothing like that…” Big Mac relaxes and nods.
  1081. >You see Spike raise a finger but hesitate to say anything.
  1082. >”A-actually, there is one…”
  1083. “Twilight.” You speak up for Spike. ”Twilight’s been acting weird.”
  1084. >”She found my porn stash and now she’s acting really crazy, Mac.”
  1085. >”Oh…” Mac's eyes widen and he puts his hoof to his mouth “I didn’t know she didn’t know. And she’s actin’ loopy around ya now?”
  1086. >”Yeah…” Spike averts his gaze back down to the table and you nod in agreement.
  1087. >”I didn’t think she’d be the type of pony to make mountains out of molehills with somethin’ like that.”
  1088. >There’s a moment of silence before Mac speaks up again.
  1089. >”Wait, didn’t y’all say she put you up to this ‘date’ thing?”
  1090. >"Yeah, why?" You nod with Spike.
  1091. >"Hm…" Big Mac rubs his chin. "Somethin' ain't right…"
  1092. "That makes twice tonight." You snidely say under your breath.
  1093. >"No, I meant with Twilight. That don't sound like her, not one bit."
  1094. >"Well, it was definitely Twilight, and she was definitely freaking out over it."
  1095. >"Freaking out?"
  1096. "Yeah dude, look at this shit!"
  1097. You reach into your pockets and grab a handful of the condoms and toss them onto the table and present them in a sarcastic manner.
  1098. >Big Mac's eyes widen in confusion "What in Celestia's name…"
  1099. >Big Mac looks back up to the both of you.
  1100. >"I'm going to go talk to her."
  1101. >Big Mac starts to get up before Spike stops him
  1102. >"Nononono Big Mac! It's fine!"
  1103. >"Clearly not, if she's going to act like that!" He gestures towards the pile of condoms, and starts making his way to the stairs.
  1104. >"Big Mac, I can handle it, I promise."
  1105. >Mac stops and squints at you two, his eyes shift between You and Spike.
  1106. >"I know you know Twilight frustrates me sometimes but I almost always talk it out with her. I know she'll come around. I know she will."
  1107. >Big Mac stands there for a few seconds before closing his eyes and sighing.
  1108. >"I know you can handle it, I just…"
  1109. >Mac puts his hoof on Spike's back.
  1110. >"I just wanted to make sure. I know you've been in a slump lately and I hate seein' you like that."
  1111. >Spike pulls Mac close and into a hug.
  1112. >"Thanks. I really do appreciate your support."
  1113. >Mac pats his back and they pull away from their brohug.
  1114. >Mac trots back to his side of the table and sits back down.
  1115.  
  1116. >You all sit in silence for a moment.
  1117. >"Sorry about that." Mac lowers his head. "Hearing Spike catchin' flak for being gay makes gets me all sorts of worked up."
  1118. >You both reassure him that you understand where he was coming from, speaking over each other.
  1119. >Spike points to his mug "I'm gunna get some more." He gets up and walks over to the barrel
  1120. >You see Mac smirk a little before he speaks
  1121. >"So uh…" Mac starts giggling "y'all gunna use any of these, or…" He gestures towards the condoms on the table
  1122. >Spike drops his empty mug on the ground while you avert your gaze and blush
  1123. >"Maaaac!" Spike whines as he picks his mug up.
  1124. >Big Mac is belly-laughing now
  1125. >Thoughts like that never really occurred to you
  1126. >Suddenly the memory of seeing Spike in that white lingerie floods your mind, and how he was posing in the mirror.
  1127. >And how you saw his…
  1128. >Your pants suddenly feel a little tighter.
  1129. >Big Mac wipes the tears from his eyes and while Spike sits back down.
  1130. >He's sitting closer than he was before and blushing like an apple.
  1131. >His claws are firmly grasped around his mug, but before long he takes another sip.
  1132. >Big Mac looks at you two, who can see that you both are clearly embarrassed at the thought.
  1133. >"What? It's pretty funny…" Mac clears his throat "But really, not once?"
  1134. >Spike speaks up
  1135. >"Well…" Spike hesitates
  1136. >Spike looks around the room and then back at Mac.
  1137. >"What I'm about to say doesn't leave this barn, got it?"
  1138. >Mac silently puts a hoof over his heart and raises the other.
  1139. >Spike hesitates once again before continuing.
  1140. >"We, uh… Anon and I went over to Rarity's today to get some things. She was experimenting with new clothes, one thing led to another and I… ended up trying on... lingerie…"
  1141. >"Oooo~" Mac rests his head in his hooves, loving the shit out of every bit of this, you can tell.
  1142. >"I saw myself in the mirror with it on and… I…" Spike mumbles something incoherently.
  1143. >"What was that?"
  1144. >"I wanted to..." more mumbling, he's damn-near shaking.
  1145. >"Spit it out, boy!"
  1146. >"IWANTEDTOGETFUCKEDINIT" Spike slams his face down into the table and covers his head like he's bracing for the worst.
  1147. >Big Mac laughs for a second
  1148. >"Awww~" Mac coos playfully
  1149. >Spike snaps back up
  1150. >"If it weren't for Anon seeing me in it and calling me cute, I wouldn't have!"
  1151. >Spike slams his face back onto the table
  1152. >Your cheeks are on fuckin' fire now
  1153. >Damn Spike really had to throw you under the gay bus like that, huh?
  1154. >Mac is absolutely rolling now
  1155. >"Spike and A-non, sittin' in a tree~"
  1156. >"K-I-S-S-I-N-G~"
  1157. >Spike speaks with his face buried in his arms "It's not funny!"
  1158. >Big Mac is covering his mouth and waving, trying to suppress his laughter
  1159. >"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, It's just that you two are cute together."
  1160. >"MAC!"
  1161. >"What? It's true! Oh man…" He's still giggling.
  1162.  
  1163. >You both are flustered to hell and back.
  1164. >You didn't really notice but Spike scooted a little closer to you. You're basically joined at the hip.
  1165. >Big Mac calms down "I'm feeling good right now. I'm gunna get some more." He takes his mug over to the barrel.
  1166. >Spike sits up and leans into your ear
  1167. >"Anon…" He whispers, pausing for a brief moment.
  1168. >"I was thinking of you."
  1169. >You feel Spike touch your cheek.
  1170. >Did he just… kiss you?
  1171.  
  1172. =====
  1173.  
  1174. >OH CELESTIA YOU KISSED HIS CHEEK
  1175. >OH GEEZ YOU ACTUALLY SAID THAT TO HIM
  1176. >WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU
  1177. >YOU DIDN'T DRINK THAT MUCH CIDER
  1178. >WHY DID YOU SAY ALL OF THAT STUFF TO BIG MAC
  1179. >WHY ARE YOU SPILLING YOUR GUTS
  1180. >WHY WON'T ANON BEND ME OVER THE TABLE ALREADY
  1181. >WHY ARE YOU SUCH A LIGHTWEIGHT
  1182. >WHY WHY WHY WHY
  1183. >You are sitting there, paralyzed.
  1184. >You made your bed, now you have to lie in it.
  1185. >...Hopefully with Anon…
  1186. >Holy shit why are you like this, you don't even feel drunk.
  1187. >Your cheeks don't feel flush or anything, you just feel a little less… inhibited.
  1188. >Is this bad?
  1189. >Surely not, you're relaxed and feel nice.
  1190. >You're lost in a stupor, until you feel Anon's arm wrap around your back
  1191. >Oh gosh
  1192. >You make absolutely no attempt to stop him
  1193. >You shiver a little bit
  1194. >You feel him drop something into your hoodie pocket.
  1195. >Huh?
  1196. >You feel around for it.
  1197. >He… he dropped one of the condoms into your pocket
  1198. >Oh my Celestia…
  1199. >You look up at Anon, he's already looking at you and you lock eyes for a moment.
  1200. >Suddenly he leans slightly forward and gives you a peck on your snout.
  1201. >Oh Celestia
  1202. >"It's for later." He says, softly, and winks.
  1203. >Your brain is actually melting
  1204. >He's smiling at you, looking into your eyes like nopony else has before.
  1205. >A look of lust on the surface, but under that facade was a look of vulnerability and uncertainty, like he doesn't know what he's doing either.
  1206. >You can't believe this is happening.
  1207. >Is this happening? It feels unreal.
  1208. >He's so close…
  1209. >You can nearly see his eyes glisten in the dim lantern light.
  1210. >Without saying anything, you both start leaning forward towards each other, clearly possessed by some unholy entity
  1211. >This is happening so fast
  1212. >Oh god you can feel his breath
  1213. >You both lock lips
  1214.  
  1215. >Oh gosh
  1216. >You stay there for a moment, surprised, lips locked, but suddenly you sink into him.
  1217. >Some primordial instinct takes over you and you slip your tongue into his mouth
  1218. >You wrap your lizard tongue around his and pull it into yours.
  1219. >A part you wants to explore every inch of him.
  1220. >You lick and lap at his tongue, Anon reciprocates.
  1221. >Anon takes his hand off of your waste and puts it on the back of your head, pressing you even further into the kiss.
  1222. >You do the same with him, and hug his torso with the other, feeling his chest.
  1223. >His hair is so soft, you think as you run your fingers through it
  1224. >His chest is relaxed, but still feels firm.
  1225. >He smells like the apple cider he drank, and his saliva tastes sweet too.
  1226. >Everything about him, at this moment, is intoxicating.
  1227. >You suddenly feel Anon's hands move down to your thigh, rubbing it softly as you dig deeper into the kiss
  1228. >You can't believe you're kissing him.
  1229. >Your tongue action gains a bit more passion, inspecting every inch of him you can.
  1230. >Your first kiss…
  1231. >...and it wasn't even with another dragon
  1232. >Somehow, you couldn't be happier at that thought.
  1233. >You love this so much
  1234. >You love him so much
  1235. >You both gently break away from the kiss, and lock eyes once again.
  1236. >You… love him…?
  1237. >Love…
  1238. >You both look longingly into each other's eyes
  1239. >Your heart flutters
  1240. >How did this happen so fast?
  1241. >"Damn…"
  1242. >That voice made both you and Anon jump
  1243. >You get a headrush as reality all comes flooding back to you
  1244. >You turn to see Big Mac sitting at the table, holding his mug to his face, shocked.
  1245.  
  1246. >"I wish Sugar Belle would kiss me like that…"
  1247. >You can barely stutter out any words
  1248. "H-h-how long were-"
  1249. >"Oh, I saw the whooooooole thing, especially when you two thought I wasn't watchin'~" He shoots you two a cocky grin before taking another swig of cider
  1250. >You put your hood up over your face, pull the strings tight, and slam your face back down on the table
  1251. >"You boys really went at it. It's almost like it ain't your first time."
  1252. >You don't reply, neither does Anon. You can't see what he's doing but he's shifting in place nervously.
  1253. >"I'm actually mighty proud of you, Spike. I didn't think you had balls like that."
  1254. >You peek out from under your hoodie to glare at Big Mac
  1255. "Really?" You eek out
  1256. >"I reckon I can't ever bring myself to be THAT forward…" Mac rubs the back of his neck and takes another swig.
  1257. >You really don't know what's gotten into you today.
  1258. >You never really got to see the romantic side of Anon until today, and you're really falling for him.
  1259. >He's always been so nice to you, ever since day one.
  1260. >He always let you in on the little practical jokes and pranks he'd pull on Twilight.
  1261. >He is always interested in what you do, even if it doesn't particularly interest him.
  1262. >He was really supportive when you told him you were gay, and never treated you any differently.
  1263. >Until today, of course, but that's different.
  1264. >You couldn't be happier that you met him.
  1265. >"So uh…" Big Mac clears his throat "You fellers gunna use all of these?" Big Mac blushes and motions towards the mess of condoms on the table.
  1266. >You and Anon look at him, embarrassed and shocked
  1267. >"At first I reckoned y'all couldn't use all of them, but after seein' that… show, I ain't so sure."
  1268. "Maaaac…" You groan
  1269. >You see Anon silently take a few more.
  1270. >"You can have them." Says Anon. Big Mac chuckles watching Anon shove them in his pocket.
  1271.  
  1272. >"Heh, thanks." Big Mac sweeps them all off to the side in a little pile. "You know how 'Belle gets sometimes."
  1273. >"Damn, Mac." Anon retorts. "Quite the catch, huh?"
  1274. >"Eeyup." Mac agrees gleefully. "I reckon I could say the same." He gestures toward you
  1275. >You notice and you dip back into your hood, embarrassed
  1276. >You hear Mac chuckle to himself before speaking in a softer tone.
  1277. >"I know I poke fun at ya, but I really am proud of you. You've come a long way."
  1278. >You peek out from your hoodie hideout to see Mac giving you the sweetest smile he's ever given.
  1279. >"I hate seein' ya in a rut, and I hope this kinda makes up for no O&O today." He extends a hoof out to you.
  1280. >You smile at him and rest your claw in his hoof.
  1281. >You sit up straight and sigh
  1282. >"Thank you, Big Mac."
  1283.  
  1284. =====
  1285.  
  1286. >You are Anon
  1287. >You just finished another mug of cider.
  1288. >You feel good, you feel relaxed.
  1289. >You're having a good time.
  1290. "Hey uh, Mac?"
  1291. >Mac raises an eyebrow, there's that look in his eyes where he's still judging your every move.
  1292. "Thanks for having me over. I know we showed up unannounced and we haven't really talked much, but you've been a good host. We really should hang out more."
  1293. >That look in Macs eyes slowly disappears
  1294. >His demeanor changes.
  1295. >"It's no fuss, really."
  1296. "Also sorry for sucking Spike's face in front of you."
  1297. >Spike kicks you under the table and scowls at you
  1298. >You shoot back a shit-eating grin
  1299. >"I reckon givin' you two alcohol wasn't the best 'a plans, that's on me."
  1300. >Mac takes one last swig from his mug
  1301.  
  1302. >"Feel free to drop by and say Howdy whenever you feel like, y'all. I ain't goin' nowhere."
  1303. >Big Mac gets off of his haybale seat and stretches, groaning like some old man.
  1304. >"I reckon it's time I get back to work."
  1305. >"Oh, yeah, right." Spike stands up and stretches too. "Feels like we've been up here for ages."
  1306. >"I'll clean up. You two can head on out." Big Mac starts collecting the mugs.
  1307. >"Thanks for having us over, again."
  1308. >"Will I see you next Sunday?"
  1309. >"You bet, I might even bring Anon, too!"
  1310. >"Can't wait!"
  1311. >Spike makes his way down the stairs, and you follow suit
  1312. >But you feel something tap your arm
  1313. >You look to see and Big Mac is right up behind you, giving you a glare.
  1314. >Not like earlier. This one was concerned, but still meant business.
  1315. >He stares at you for a brief moment.
  1316. >You're almost like a deer caught in headlights
  1317. >"Take good care of him."
  1318. >It takes a minute to process, but you nod.
  1319. "I promise." You say, under your breath.
  1320. >Big Mac nods and trots back to the table to tend to it.
  1321. >You head down the stairs and out into the bright late-afternoon sunlight and catch up with Spike.
  1322. >He smiles brightly at you before you two set off, letting him take the lead.
  1323. >You put your arm around him and pull him close while you walk.
  1324. >You notice him blush, and his shy grin is as wide as ever.
  1325. >You will protect him.
  1326. >You promise.
  1327.  
  1328. >...
  1329.  
  1330. >You both trod down the dirt path back to Ponyville
  1331. >Of course, you're holding your dragon boyfriend close, arm wrapped around him and resting on his shoulder.
  1332. >This is definitely an upgrade from your absolutely sinful and degenerate habit of h*ndh*lding
  1333. >It's very nice.
  1334. >He's so warm…
  1335. >It's so nice walking with him as dusk approaches
  1336. >The horizon always lights up so beautifully.
  1337. >You look down at him to see his reaction to Celestia's talent at work
  1338. >He doesn't seem to be paying attention
  1339. >Spike is lost in thought
  1340. >You shake him gently
  1341. "Hey, what's wrong?"
  1342. >Without much hesitation after being snapped back to Equestria, he replies
  1343. >"Well, we're going back home, right?"
  1344. "I mean, if you'd like to, certainly, but why- oh."
  1345. >You stop yourself
  1346. >Oh.
  1347. >Twilight.
  1348. >"Yeah…"
  1349. >Spike sighs and goes back to being silent.
  1350. >You forgot all about her bullshit.
  1351. >You think he did, too.
  1352. "Do you, uh… do you want me to talk to her?"
  1353. >"No, it's not that, Anon…"
  1354. >Spike stops you.
  1355. >He takes both of your hands, turns to face you, and looks you dead in the eyes.
  1356. >"Anon, I…" He hesitates.
  1357. >"I like you. I REALLY like you. Everything we did in the barn… We… You were my first…"
  1358. >Spike's basically tripping over himself
  1359. >"It wasn't just the cider doing the work… When I did that, I meant it…"
  1360. >"But I think all of this might be, uh..."
  1361. >"Too soon?"
  1362. >Spike's cheeks are red now and is looking away, embarrassed
  1363. "Oh!" You're surprised
  1364. "Oh shit I- I'm so sorry! I-I didn't mean to pressure you into anything like that…"
  1365. >"No, no, Anon, not like that… I… just…"
  1366. >Spike is visibly frustrated, he can't get the words out
  1367. >Before you can try to help finish his sentence…
  1368. >He presses his lips against yours
  1369. >A long-winded, but reassuring, peck.
  1370. >He pulls back and you're stunned, both of you blushing.
  1371. >Spike found the words.
  1372. >"I just think no matter what we do, Twilight is going to ruin it. I got very, uh… frisky… back there, and it may have been premature. I just want our special night to be perfect…"
  1373. >This…
  1374. >This little dragon…
  1375. >You grab his chin, turn his face toward you, and kiss him again.
  1376. >Longer this time.
  1377. >After a moment, Spike leans into it and savors it, his eyes fluttering closed.
  1378. >You pull him close into a hug, not breaking your locked lips.
  1379. >You pull back, Spike slowly opens his eyes, they nearly glisten in the twilight sun.
  1380. >You say nothing, but Spike understands by the look in your eye.
  1381. >You're here for him no matter what.
  1382. >He smiles back at you. He's just about to tear up.
  1383. >"Let's go." he says softly.
  1384. >You two turn heel and head towards the castle.
  1385. >You put your arm around Spike like you had before.
  1386. >He leans into you gently.
  1387. >You could get used to this.
  1388.  
  1389. "You want to eat when we get back? I'm hungry."
  1390. >"Sure, I can eat whatever."
  1391. "Do you know what we have in the pantry?"
  1392. >"I dunno, last I checked we had- OH!" Spikes eyes light up
  1393. >"OH OH OH! We still have those eggs in the icebox. Can you make those egg pancake things again?"
  1394. "You mean an omelet?"
  1395. >"Yeah those. I never had anything like it until you showed up."
  1396. "Sure, dude. That sounds great."
  1397. >Spike hugs you
  1398. >"You're the best."
  1399. >You smile at him. You'll never not enjoy making him happy.
  1400. >You let him keep embracing you for as long as he wants.
  1401. >"Oh, I forgot…"
  1402. >You hear Spike start rifling through his pockets.
  1403. >You look down to see him pull out the fucking bread from lunch
  1404. >Spike takes a bite out of one of the slices, you can hear the stale crunch. He chews away happily.
  1405. >"Want some?" Spike says with his mouth full.
  1406. >You laugh and shake your head.
  1407. "You really are something else."
  1408. >"What? I'm hungry and still slightly buzzed, cut me some slack." He takes another bite of bread.
  1409. >You can't help but chuckle at his silliness.
  1410. >With dusk rapidly approaching, you both march over the bridge out of Ponyville and to Twilight's castle.
  1411.  
  1412. =====
  1413.  
  1414. >You're Spike, munching away on stale bread.
  1415. >You can't help but get more and more nervous with every step.
  1416. >You know once you step through that door, Twilight will be there.
  1417. >You just want to eat dinner and not have to deal with her, but reality sucks like that
  1418. >Your feverish bread munching seems to have gone unnoticed by Anon.
  1419. >You shyly look at him to see if he noticed, only to find him squinting his eyes at the castle ahead
  1420. >"Is that a note on the door?" He says, puzzled.
  1421. >You look ahead at the door, seems like something's taped to it.
  1422. >You both hustle up the stairway to the door.
  1423. >It is indeed a note, written on parchment stuck to the door.
  1424. >You take it and read it aloud to Anon.
  1425. >It reads: "To Spike and Anon, I've been called away by the map for a friendship problem. Back soon. -Twi"
  1426. "That's all it says."
  1427. >Anon looks at the note and then to you, and shrugs.
  1428. >"At least we get dinner to ourselves."
  1429. >Well, it's just delaying the inevitable, but this is fine.
  1430. >Great, even.
  1431. >Dealing with Twilight is tomorrow Spike's problem.
  1432. >You both step inside the castle and close the door behind you.
  1433.  
  1434. >It's dark.
  1435. >Twilight must have extinguished all of the torches before she left.
  1436. >Weird. You get it, but… weird.
  1437. >You guess Starlight isn't here either.
  1438. >She's probably off doing 'stuff' with Trixie.
  1439. >Good for her.
  1440. >"So, uh, I guess I'll get cookin'."
  1441. "I wanna watch this time."
  1442. >"Sure." You both head to the kitchen.
  1443. >You grab a few of the torches off of the wall and ignite them with your fire breath, the crystal kitchen glows to life.
  1444. >As the light gains purchase, spirits are lifted, and purpose is made clear.
  1445. >You put them back in their respective sconces while Anon rifles through the pantry and larder for supplies.
  1446. >He lays a pan, butter, eggs, whisk, bowl, and a rubber spatula onto the stove and starts organizing.
  1447. >You turn the stove on and light the gas with your breath. It wooshes to life and you adjust the fire accordingly.
  1448. >Anon puts the pan over the flame and tosses a pad of butter into it to melt.
  1449. >You stand aside.
  1450. >Anon grabs an egg in each hand and cracks them into the bowl flawlessly, thrice in a row, for a total of 6 eggs.
  1451. >He grinds a small amount of salt into the bowl and quickly whisks. You stay even further back and let the chef cook.
  1452. >He dumps half of the eggs into the pan with a satisfying sizzle
  1453. >He grabs a fork and begins shaking the pan while stirring the eggs with clear and determined technique.
  1454. >After a minute of shaking and stirring, he brings the eggs off of the heat.
  1455. >"Crap Spike grab a plate I forgot."
  1456. >Not wasting any time, you dash over to the cupboard, grab the first saucer you see, and sprint back, placing it on the counter.
  1457. >Just in time to catch Anon gingerly folding the egg sheet onto itself, and then inverting it into the plate, forming a perfectly plump, pale french omelet.
  1458. >Before you can even say anything, Anon tosses another knob of butter into the pan. It sizzles with fervor.
  1459. >Anon adjusts the heat a bit while you get another plate.
  1460. >He repeats the same process nearly identically to the last, and the result is yet another delicious omelet.
  1461. >You really are amazed.
  1462. "Where did you learn to cook like that?"
  1463. >Anon rummages through the silverware drawer.
  1464. >"Practice, internet videos, and more practice."
  1465. >He hands you a fork.
  1466. >"Also lots of eggs."
  1467. >You giggle.
  1468. >You both take your plates and journey out to the dining hall and sit next to each other at the table.
  1469. >You scoot your chair close to your boyfriend because why not? What’s the point in subtlety anymore?
  1470. >You take the little candle set in the middle of the table as a centerpiece and light it with your breath, and place it between you two.
  1471. >You just wanted some light but suddenly this got a lot more romantic.
  1472. >You both chow down.
  1473. >Celestia, that’s good.
  1474. >So soft and fluffy with a gooey inside
  1475. >You would have never pegged Anon a cook.
  1476. “Thank you so much for cooking, Anon.”
  1477. >”It’s no problem. Just… don’t tell Pinkie. Baking isn’t my forte and she’d probably hire me on the spot.”
  1478. “Fair enough.” You take another bite.
  1479.  
  1480. >Despite the delicious food, you still have that sinking feeling in your stomach.
  1481. >You don’t even know where to start with Twilight.
  1482. >You let all your emotions build up for so long…
  1483. “Anon…?”
  1484. >”Hm?” He looks at you while chewing.
  1485. “Do you think Twilight will hold this over my head?”
  1486. >”Hold what?" He speaks through a mouthful of egg.
  1487. “This!” You gesture towards Anon and you. “Us dating, being gay and stuff, that.”
  1488. >You look back down at your plate and sigh.
  1489. “I don’t want her treating us like some freakshow for the rest of my life.”
  1490. >Anon finishes chewing and swallows.
  1491. >”I don’t know. I’ve only known her for so long. You’ve been with her your whole life. If the worst comes to pass, I’ll be here.”
  1492. >He puts his consoling hand over your claw. You look at him and smile.
  1493. >”You’re stronger than you think you are. You’ll know what to do.”
  1494. >You nod contemplatively and say nothing more.
  1495. >You both finish up your omelet.
  1496. “Thanks.” you say sheepishly.
  1497. >Anon beams a smile back at you.
  1498. >”I’ll go clean up. You going to head to bed?”
  1499. “Yeah, shower then bed.”
  1500. >”Alright then. I guess I’ll see you in the morning.”
  1501. >Anon gets up, grabs both plates, and kisses you on the forehead before heading to the kitchen.
  1502. >”’Night.”
  1503. “‘Night.”
  1504. >I guess we’re doing that now, just casual kisses.
  1505. >You can’t believe it all came to this in such a short amount of time.
  1506.  
  1507. >You get up and head to your room.
  1508. >The lights are off in there too.
  1509. >Geez, Twi, you didn’t need to black the whole castle out.
  1510. >You tap the base of your lamp and the crystal bulb flickers on.
  1511. >You slide your hoodie off and toss it onto the bed, where you sit down for a minute.
  1512. >You put your face in your claws.
  1513. >You feel like you didn’t do right by Anon.
  1514. >You got so worked up today, and for what?
  1515. >But you can’t really help it. Not without talking with Twilight.
  1516. >You don’t want to do… that… and have Twilight stumble in on you.
  1517. >After how she’s been acting lately? You have no idea how she’d react in that situation.
  1518. >And you never want to.
  1519. >You look over to your nightstand to see the gift bag Rarity gave you.
  1520. >...
  1521. >It was all a bit too fast anyway…
  1522. >You hear a knocking on your doorframe, you never closed the door.
  1523. >You turn to look to see a VERY familiar purple princess standing there.
  1524. >Your heart nearly explodes out of your chest.
  1525. “Twilight?!”
  1526.  
  1527. >Twilight stands in the doorway and doesn't say a word.
  1528. >You stare at her and she just stares back. No emotion to speak of.
  1529. "Twilight you scared me half to death! I thought you got called away by the map!"
  1530. >"I did, Spike." Twilight speaks in a very subdued tone, almost deadpan.
  1531. >"What…?" You're utterly confused.
  1532. >What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
  1533. >You don't- wait.
  1534. >Wait, Twilight is standing right in front of you.
  1535. "Hey wait…"
  1536. >You motion toward her and glare
  1537. "I have quite the damn bone to pick with you!"
  1538. >You see Twilight's eyes widen slightly and her ears move back. It was subtle but you know she's listening now.
  1539. "I'd ask you 'What's gotten into you lately?' but I know exactly what happened. You found my little stash and now you know I'm gay."
  1540. >You see Twilight shift her eyes around slightly and sink a bit in stature.
  1541. "You went snooping and you saw something you shouldn't have seen, good job. Now you know."
  1542. "I wasn't ready to tell you. I wasn't ready, because deep down, even though my brain said you wouldn't treat me differently, some deep, carnal fear within me expected the worst."
  1543. "And guess what, Twilight? Thanks for realizing my worst fear."
  1544. >Twilight looks defeated, but you press on.
  1545. "Now you think I have some sort of contagious disease, like I've been stricken with a plague."
  1546. "You know what? Maybe it is, because Anon and I had a wonderful day together. The only thanks I can give you for that is forcing Anon to ask me out."
  1547. >Twilight's expression suddenly changes from that of defeat, to one of determination.
  1548. >You ignore it.
  1549. "You've been getting more and more stressed out over stupid little things, much like this, and blow them up to ridiculous proportions, and it feels like you take all of that out on me! I rarely talk to you anymore!"
  1550. >"Is it me? Is it the school? Is it your princess duties? I don't know anymore!"
  1551. >You're emoting and flailing like a crazed lunatic, all to get your points across.
  1552. >You're starting to emit smoke from your mouth and nostrils, but you don't care.
  1553. >You barely notice her starting to approach you, still with that determined look.
  1554. "You know other gay ponies, you're friends with them. You don't act weird around them! Why am I different? Why are you treating me differently? I'm not different, I didn't become different!"
  1555. >Twilight is still approaching you.
  1556. "I didn't change, Twilight! I'm still Spike! I'm still me! Why am I different now?"
  1557. >Twilight is right in front of you now.
  1558. >You can see her eyes clearly. They're glossy, and slightly watery, but her stern look doesn't waver.
  1559. "Answer me, Twilight!"
  1560. >Suddenly, she lunges her whole body at you, you fling your arms up in defence, until you realize…
  1561.  
  1562. >It was a hug. She's hugging you.
  1563. >Why?
  1564. "Get off me, Twi!" You try to pry her off
  1565. >You struggle and struggle but to no avail.
  1566. >"Get off!" The smoke is billowing out of your mouth now.
  1567. >But amongst all of this
  1568. >You hear her sniffle
  1569. >"I'm sorry…" Twilight's shaky voice is barely able to form words.
  1570. >You immediately stop struggling and listen, the smoking stopped too.
  1571. >She's sobbing into your shoulder
  1572. >"I'm so sorry, Spike" She chokes out
  1573. >She is shaking as she embraces you
  1574. >You can barely process what is happening, you are completely frozen in place.
  1575. >"T-the map… called me a-and… It was to my ca-castle… my home… months ago…" Her scratchy, now phlegm-filled voice is stumbling over itself.
  1576. >"Y-you kept isolating yourself more and m-more… then I s-snooped around… months ago…"
  1577. >You've never, ever heard a pony cry like this.
  1578. >"I've known for a long time and- and just didn't want to say anything."
  1579. >...
  1580. >You just…
  1581. >...
  1582. >Twilight's embrace gets tighter
  1583. >"I HATED seeing you like that, Spike. It bothered me so… so much…"
  1584. >"I-... I t-t-thought you hated yourself…"
  1585. >You hug back and close your eyes.
  1586. >Twilight's grip gets even tighter.
  1587. >"I-I didn't know what to do, and it was wearing on me so hard…"
  1588. >"Then I-I-I noticed how you… are with Anon… he made you happy... being around him…"
  1589. >"Then one thing led to another… I got so, so carried away…"
  1590. >"I didn't mean to… everything I said… horrible things… I'm so sorry…"
  1591. >You feel tears start to well.
  1592. >"I thought you hated yourself… I thought you felt like a freak…"
  1593. >...
  1594. >You can't stop yourself.
  1595. >You bury your face in her shoulder as she sobs into yours.
  1596. >You slump to your knees, still in each other's embrace.
  1597. >You can barely eek out the words through sobbing
  1598. "I didn't hate myself… I don't hate you…"
  1599. >The hug somehow gets tighter
  1600. >"I love you so much, Spike… please never forget that…"
  1601. "I love you too, Twi."
  1602.  
  1603. >You both relish in your embrace and cry. You don't know how long. You don't really care.
  1604. >...
  1605. >Eventually, the sobbing subsides.
  1606. >Slowly, but eventually.
  1607. >So much emotion all exploding out at once…
  1608. >Twilight gives you a couple reassuring pats on the back slowly pulls back from the hug.
  1609. >You sit on the floor, on your knees, wiping your face, now soaked in tears. You sniffle as you wipe them away.
  1610. >Twilight does the same.
  1611. >You both do the obligatory, post-cry shaky sigh.
  1612. "You know… I wasn't depressed because I was gay…"
  1613. >Twilight looks down at you on the floor.
  1614. "Ever since Rarity… I realized just how… alone I was…”
  1615. >You look up at her.
  1616. “Thank you for making that happen… with Anon. I don’t know if I ever would have realized otherwise.”
  1617. >Twilight chuckles nervously and sniffles, wiping her face again for good measure.
  1618. >”So, eh, you like him, huh?”
  1619. “I mean, I’ve always liked him… just not in a… romantic way. Until now, I guess.”
  1620. >You see Twilight’s eyes light up.
  1621. >”Romantically, huh?”
  1622. “Don’t get any ideas. We don’t need more of your ideas.”
  1623. >”Yeah, well, it seems like you already had some ideas, yourself.”
  1624. >Her horn levitates and she levitates Rarity’s gift bag in front of your face, giving you that face that screams “I know your dirty little secret.”
  1625. >You realize what it is the moment you see it
  1626. “HEY!”
  1627. >You snatch it out of the air faster than light and try to hide it from her, blushing like crazy
  1628. “How did you- Were you snooping AGAIN?!”
  1629. >Twilight backs off a bit, blushing, laughing nervously.
  1630. >”Okay, I maaayyybe saw what’s in there…”
  1631. “Twilight we JUST talked about this!”
  1632. >She sighs, and sinks into herself a little further.
  1633. >”I also, uh, maybe, put them in a spot where you’d find them at Rarity’s hahaHAHAheh heh…”
  1634. >You’re speechless
  1635. >”I told you I got a little carried away…”
  1636. “Just how much of this was your doing?”
  1637. >”Just the lingerie and setting you two up, that’s it, I promise!”
  1638. “Pinkie Promise?”
  1639. >”Yes! I had a talk with Fluttershy-”
  1640. “No no, do the thing!”
  1641. >”Ugh.” You mime ‘Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.’
  1642. “Okay. I believe you.” You giggle.
  1643. >You stand up, your knees are hurting.
  1644. >You look her in the eyes again before giving her another hug.
  1645. >She hugs back.
  1646. “I’m glad we had this talk.”
  1647. >”I am too. We need to do this more often.”
  1648. >You both stay in each other’s embrace, the catharsis of getting all of that off your chest was both exhilarating and exhausting.
  1649.  
  1650. >”Oh, and uh, Spike?”
  1651. >You pull away, but she leans in close to your ear, and whispers
  1652. >”I gave Anon condoms for a reason.”
  1653. >She backs up and winks at you
  1654. >What
  1655. >”OKAYBYE!”
  1656. >WHAT
  1657. >She teleports out of the room
  1658. >You look down at the bag of lingerie, and then to your hoodie’s front pocket. You can see the condom Anon slipped you sticking out slightly.
  1659. >This was all…
  1660. >You pull one of the pairs of lingerie out and sprawl them out in front of you.
  1661. >A smile creeps across your face
  1662. >You have her blessing.
  1663. >Anon’s going to get it.
  1664.  
  1665.  
  1666. *****
  1667. AT THE REQUEST OF THE THREAD, FOR ANYONE NOT INTERESTED IN SMUT, TURN AWAY NOW.
  1668. *****
  1669.  
  1670. =====
  1671.  
  1672. >You are Anon. You're in bed.
  1673. >You tried and you tried, but you can't sleep.
  1674. >You can't stop thinking about Spike.
  1675. >That, and how he's going to deal with Twilight.
  1676. >You know she's a big source of anger for him.
  1677. >You hope he's doing alright.
  1678. >Maybe you should check in on him…
  1679. >No, no. He's probably asleep by now. Today's been a long-ass day, and you want him to get some good rest.
  1680. >...
  1681. >Are you being clingy?
  1682. >How did this happen?
  1683. >We were just friends yesterday and now…
  1684. >He's so cute…
  1685. >Why are you like this?
  1686. >AAAAAAAA
  1687. >You sit up in bed, frustrated.
  1688. >You swing your legs out from under the sheets.
  1689. >You put your elbows on your knees and rest your face in your palms.
  1690. >There's a slight draft in your darkened room that runs up your back and you shiver.
  1691. >At least you don't have anything planned tomorrow.
  1692. >After a few minutes of silent contemplation, there's a quiet, measured knocking at your door, like it's trying to not wake you up.
  1693. >You get up and answer the door.
  1694. "Oh! Twilight! I uh, didn't think you'd be back so soon."
  1695. >"Spike wants to see you."
  1696. >She says this one thing, turns hoof, and trots away.
  1697. "Hey wait-" aaand she's gone.
  1698. >It takes a second to process what transpired.
  1699. >What the hell?
  1700. >And what was that look on her face?
  1701. >She seemed a little flustered.
  1702. >Oh no, did they have a bad fight?
  1703. >Aw fuck, man, you knew that wouldn't end well, you just had a hunch.
  1704. >You sigh and make your way to Spike's room.
  1705. >You hope he's not crying. You don't want to see him cry. Not today, not right now. You can't take it.
  1706. >Your poor little heart can't take it.
  1707. >You reach his room after what feels like fucking ages, this castle is like Mary Poppin's handbag, fuck.
  1708. >You hesitate before knocking on the door, expecting the worst.
  1709. >You hear Spike's muffled voice say "Come in!" jovially.
  1710.  
  1711. >Huh...
  1712. >You push the door open
  1713. "Twilight said you wanted to seeeEEEeeoooooOOOH WOW…"
  1714. >It all hit you at once
  1715. >The room is lit exclusively by flickering candlelight, and laying on the bed is Spike, on his stomach with his feet crossed in the air, wearing the white lingerie from earlier.
  1716. >He was flipping through a comic book while his tail slowly swayed in the air back and forth
  1717. >"Oh, Anon! About time, I was wondering when Twilight would go get you. Can you close the door for me?"
  1718. >Didn’t have to fuckin’ tell you twice.
  1719. >So, so many questions race through your mind as Spike rolls off the bed.
  1720. >He presents himself and his room.
  1721. >"Like what I did with the place?"
  1722. >You're absolutely fucking speechless
  1723. >"I'll take that as a yes." Spike giggles.
  1724. >He starts slowly approaching you, swaying his hips subtly and seductively.
  1725. >He knows exactly what he's doing.
  1726. >This little dragon…
  1727. >"So, yeah, Twilight had a little talk…"
  1728. >His movements are mesmerizing, you're absolutely stunned at the show in front of you.
  1729. >"...and we worked some things out between us."
  1730. >YEAH, I'LL FUCKIN' SAY
  1731. >”So I got to thinkin’. Today’s been a crazy airshow of emotions for me…”
  1732. >He’s right in front of you now.
  1733. >”... so I thought maybe, let’s keep it that way. Let’s make this night something we’ll never forget.”
  1734. >He leans up against you lightly and starts tracing circles on your chest.
  1735. >”So here’s what’s gunna happen.”
  1736. >Gulp
  1737. >”This pair of lingerie isn’t the only pair Rarity gifted me…”
  1738. >He looks you right in the eyes. The look in his eyes burns with lust.
  1739. >”And you’re going to fuck me in both of them.”
  1740. >He leans forward into you and pecks you on the lips.
  1741. >His complete and utter lack of tact just about gave you blunt-force trauma.
  1742.  
  1743. >He stands back. His demeanor changes, and stands there with his hands behind his back and tail between his legs, like he couldn’t believe he just said all of that.
  1744. >...
  1745. >Holy fucking shit
  1746. >”Well, geez, come on, Anon!”
  1747. >Spike grabs your arm and drags you over to the bed excitedly.
  1748. >Is this happening?
  1749. >This is happening.
  1750. >It’s so surreal.
  1751. >Your half-naked dragon boyfriend is literally dragging you to bed.
  1752. >Spike swings you around and pushes you onto the bed.
  1753. >He wastes no time and crawls on top of you.
  1754. >Oh god this is so much time out TIME OUT
  1755. ”Spikespikespike wait wait hold on”
  1756. >Spike complies. He’s sitting on your lap, the lust turned to concern
  1757. >”Oh, oh no did I overdo it?”
  1758. “Nonono, it’s not that…”
  1759. >You give yourself an eyeful of the dragon in lingerie sitting on top of you
  1760. >Lord have mercy
  1761. >Despite this sight given to you by the heavens above, there’s a twinge of guilt in the back of your mind.
  1762. “Are you just… are you sure you want your first time to be with… you know… me?”
  1763. >Spike nearly gets whiplash
  1764. >”Wha- Of course! Look at me, Anon!”
  1765. “No, I’m not a dragon, is what I meant!”
  1766. “I know we got a little worked up back at Mac’s, and I really did mean all of that, but I couldn’t help but feel guilty that you never had any real relationships with a dragon first…”
  1767. >”I-wha-... Anon you fuckin-”
  1768. >He leans in for another kiss
  1769. >Deep this time.
  1770. >He shoves his tongue into your mouth and yanks your tongue into his
  1771. >God that was crazy the first time he did that and you will never get used to it
  1772. >Spike is pressing his entire body against you, passionately kissing you, and holding your face still.
  1773. >You can’t help but wrap your arms around him and pull him as close as he can get, his body is almost uncomfortably warm.
  1774. >He's a lot more aggressive than last time with the kiss, too.
  1775. >He's thrashing his tongue around in your mouth.
  1776. >You return the favor. I think he's gotten his point across.
  1777. >Where did he learn to kiss like this?
  1778. >He breaks the kiss off and rests his snout on your nose, looking you right in the eye.
  1779. >"Anon, I really like you. A lot like you. I can't think of anycreature that I'd want to spend this moment with."
  1780. >"Does that answer your question?"
  1781. >You nod vigorously without hesitation.
  1782. >Spike smirks.
  1783. >"I appreciate the thought, though, you big dope."
  1784. >He smooches you on the lips before sitting back up
  1785.  
  1786. >"Now, where was I~?"
  1787. >Spike leans back a little bit to reveal he's at full mast, his dick poking out from atop his panties
  1788. >He pulls them down a little bit to let his cock flop down…
  1789. >...right onto your own.
  1790. >It's so W A R M
  1791. >Spike wastes absolutely no time digging into your pants to pull your own member out
  1792. >Jesus Spike easy!
  1793. >Spike pulls it out
  1794. >His eyes light up
  1795. >"Woah… This is not how I imagine it'd look like…"
  1796. >That line knocked you back to Earth
  1797. "Wait what?"
  1798. >"Yeah, I've never seen a human dick before…"
  1799. "Oh. Right. I will never get used to being the only of my kind here…"
  1800. >Spike is absolutely transfixed on it, inspecting it from all angles.
  1801. >You don't know why but this is simultaneously super cute and super embarrassing.
  1802. "Just… be a little more careful. Same goes for my balls."
  1803. >"Your… what?"
  1804. >Spike spelunks back into your pants, way more gently this time
  1805. >Oh lord he found them, that was fast.
  1806. >He pulls the waistband further down to further expose you. He's wide-eyed, staring at your family jewels like they're actual jewels.
  1807. >This is super awkward, but endearing.
  1808. >"You're a lot thicker than me, damn… bigger than some of my toys, too."
  1809. >You blush harder than you already are at the compliment
  1810. >oh well gosh i mean thank you oh geez glad you like it
  1811. >"So like, how do I…?"
  1812. >He lightly grips your shaft and starts lightly stroking up and down
  1813. >He watches intently as your foreskin wraps around the head of your cock as he jacks you off, slowly up and down.
  1814. >He pulls the hood all the way back, fully exposing your tip.
  1815. >"So is this like…" He rubs the tip of your cock with the side of his index finger. You recoil.
  1816. "YES-yes, very sensitive, please be careful…"
  1817. >"Sorry…" Feeling more comfortable, he continues stroking your dick.
  1818. >Seriously, did he microwave himself or some shit? His hand feels so warm and good…
  1819. >You might be making faces you're not intending to make because is Spike is looking at you with a fierce grin.
  1820.  
  1821. >"Idea…"
  1822. >Spike moves back so his face is level if your junk
  1823. >"Watch this."
  1824. >You watch as his lizard tongue spiral-wraps itself around your dick.
  1825. >He lightly hefts your nuts with his abnormally warm hands and gently fondles them as he uses his tongue to jerk you off.
  1826. >woAH NELLY
  1827. >He has his head resting on other hand, looking at you dreamy-eyed as he massages you directly to fucking paradise city
  1828. >holyshitholyshitholyshit
  1829. >You are trying your fucking hardest to not writhe in pleasure, but you fail miserably.
  1830. >You have never felt something like that, it's amazing
  1831. "Spike hold on spike wait"
  1832. >Spike retracts his tongue
  1833. >"Was that too weird?"
  1834. "Holy shit Spike that felt amazing, if you kept going I would have, uh… I wanna make this last…"
  1835. >"Did… did it really feel that good?"
  1836. >You nod vigorously "UH HUH"
  1837. >"I didn't think I'd do so well for my first time…"
  1838. >Spike cheeks are flushed at the compliment
  1839. >"So, uh, you're close?"
  1840. "I've calmed down a little bit, but yeah…"
  1841. >"Well, I guess we should crank things up a bit, and really savor the moment…~"
  1842. >Spike crawls over to your side and then swings his legs over you until your vision is nothing but his plump, purple ass.
  1843. >Oh
  1844. >Oh my god
  1845. >He has a buttplug in him.
  1846. >You can see it showing through his panties.
  1847. >"I've always wanted to try this, Anon~" He wiggles his ass in your face as he speaks.
  1848.  
  1849. >His ass is way nicer when you're up close and personal with it.
  1850. >So perky and plump.
  1851. >It looks almost like his tail doesn't agree with his ass's existence
  1852. >But you definitely do
  1853. >You grab two big handfuls of Spike's ass and start kneading vigorously
  1854. >You feel him shiver
  1855. >"A-Anon, geez…"
  1856. >You use your thumbs to spread his plugged dragonhole, hidden behind his panties.
  1857. >You swear you could hear a moan, but you think he stopped himself.
  1858. >Nuh uh, that won't do, he's going to make some noise for you.
  1859. >You pull his panties down so you can get full access.
  1860. >You grab his ass with one hand and begin tugging on the black rubber plug with the other.
  1861. >The mere instant you touch the plug, Spike flinches and you see him tense up.
  1862. >He must be really sensitive.
  1863. >Hoh boy you're gunna have some fun.
  1864. >You tug a bit on the plug.
  1865. >"Gah-ah!" Spike yelps
  1866. >You begin to see more and more of the plug's stem as his ass stretches wider.
  1867. >"Ah-A-AnonMmf ah!"
  1868. >The more pressure you pull with, the louder his cute groaning gets.
  1869. >You can see the base of the plug now, his ass is perfectly conformed around it
  1870. >"Wh-why did you stop pulling-"
  1871. >The poor dragon couldn't even finish his sentence before you pushed the plug back in and pressed on the cup firmly.
  1872. >"GAH o-OH-oH AnoN Ah!"
  1873. >Spike is twitching and convulsing involuntarily. You think the plug might be a little too much to handle for him.
  1874. >You're surprised he was able to move at all.
  1875. >"A-anon, Ah! Please… stop teasing…"
  1876. >He's so out of breath, and he's dripping precum all over your sleep tshirt. Like, a lot.
  1877. >Wow.
  1878. >"How could I ever stop when you make noises THAT cute?"
  1879. >You poke the plug once again for good measure
  1880. >He flinches
  1881. >"GAH! Anon!"
  1882.  
  1883. >You chuckle heartily and move to pull the plug out
  1884. >You tug again, and once it's past the base it slides right out with a moist, fleshy schlick.
  1885. >Spike groaned throughout the whole process. You can see he shot a rope of pre across your stomach when you pulled it out
  1886. >"Oh… oh my Celestia… I haven't used that plug before… so big…"
  1887. >Spike is shaking and panting. You feel him rest his head on your pelvis, his hot gasps for breath directly hitting your erect cock.
  1888. >"Almost… came…"
  1889. >Heh
  1890. "You're gunna love this then!"
  1891. >You lick your index and middle finger and gently plunge them into his moist little dragon cavern.
  1892. >"Oooo ah!~"
  1893. >There's the noise again
  1894. >You stick them all the way in, and begin searching, rubbing his walls back and forth.
  1895. >"Mmm, Anon, ah! your fingers, wow mff"
  1896. >He can barely talk
  1897. >Come on, where is it?
  1898. >Oh, wait!
  1899. >You put a little pressure on the spot
  1900. >"ooOoOoh, Anon-AH~!"
  1901. >Bingo
  1902. >You lube up your free hand with Spike's precum and begin stroking his dragon meat while fingering his love button
  1903. >'Sing for me' You think to yourself before going to town.
  1904. >"ANON-AH! Oh mY-MMMaaAA HOLY-"
  1905. >His ass is clenching onto your fingers HARD
  1906. >Spike can't speak at all, he's quivering and moaning like there's no tomorrow
  1907. >You can tell he's almost there, so you back off.
  1908. >Spike tries to catch his breath.
  1909. >"Anon… Anon, holy shit…" Spike says in-between gasps for air. He can barely even hold his tail up.
  1910. >You are really knocking the wind out of him, huh?
  1911. >You let him cool off for a moment.
  1912. "I wanna cum when you do, Spike."
  1913. >You wiggle your erection around and you feel it boop his snoot
  1914. >Gotem
  1915. >Spike says nothing.
  1916. >He responds by snaking his tongue around your cock like before and slamming it into the back of his throat
  1917. >Holy fuck
  1918. >He somehow strokes your dick with his tongue while it's buried in his face
  1919. >HOLY FUCK
  1920. >He starts bobbing his head all the way up and down your shaft, all the while fondling your nuts
  1921. >He is NOT kidding around, he wants your cum BAD
  1922.  
  1923. >You get back to work jacking him off and fingering him
  1924. >He’s moaning while he rams your cock into his throat
  1925. >His throat is exquisite
  1926. >It’s like a fucking moist furnace, you can barely focus on pleasuring your boyfriend
  1927. >It’s like he’s sucking your soul out through your dick, good god
  1928. >You feel him tensing up, and feel his cock pulsate in your hand.
  1929. >You can’t take any more, either.
  1930. “Spike, I-I’m gunna cum…”
  1931. >You both simultaneously pick up the pace.
  1932. >Not even 5 seconds later, you grunt and erupt into Spike’s throat, reflexively thrusting as deep as you can into his snout.
  1933. >Holy fuck
  1934. >Mid-orgasm, you feel Spike’s ass death-grip your fingers.
  1935. >His cock twitches and starts splattering cum all over your chest and stomach, rope after rope after rope.
  1936. >You can feel Spike throat undulating as he swallows your cum
  1937. >He slowly retracts your cock out of his throat, slurping up every last drop of cum you just blasted into him.
  1938. >He swallows one last time before gasping for air
  1939. >He rests his head back on your pelvis.
  1940. >You realize you’re still gripping onto Spike’s cock with your fingers jammed in his ass
  1941. >You slide your fingers out and let go of his dick. It’s still as solid as a rock.
  1942. >You are too, to be honest…
  1943. >You slump back down onto the bed, and Spike follows suit, right on top of you, his tail just about smacks you in the face.
  1944. >Well this shirt is ruined, that’s for sure.
  1945. >Your 5 senses start slowly turning back on, one by one.
  1946. >You feel something slimy on your hand, before realizing it’s covered in spunk.
  1947. >Not a single thought crosses your mind before your body moves on its own, and you lick your boyfriend’s cum off your hand
  1948. >It’s…sweet? That’s different-oh
  1949. >Oh!
  1950. >It’s spicy, too! It’s got some kick, damn!
  1951. >You nearly cough, it’s coating your throat.
  1952. >The spice vanished as fast as it arrived.
  1953. >That… was a flavor experience you won’t forget soon.
  1954. >”W-wow…” Spike's voiced under his heavy breath.
  1955. >If people normally bathe in the afterglow, Spike is currently drowning in it.
  1956. “Yeah…” You can barely think.
  1957. “You were absolutely incredible, Spike.”
  1958. >You pat his ass reassuringly. You’d pat his back but his ass is the only thing in sight right now.
  1959. >You wish it would stay that way.
  1960. >In response, you feel his tail wrap around your head like a pair of dragon headphones, in some weird attempt at a hug.
  1961. >That works, sure.
  1962. >You don’t think Spike can move anything else at the moment.
  1963. >Heh. Neither can you.
  1964. >You two lay there for what seems like the rest of the night.
  1965. >This still doesn’t feel real.
  1966. >That’s the hardest you’ve ever nutted. He’s so amazing.
  1967. >You let out an exasperated, satisfied sigh.
  1968. >”Anon…”
  1969. “Hm?”
  1970. >”Hand me the condom off of the nightstand” Spike points to its general direction, not even bothering to lift his head.
  1971. >You comply. You grab it and hand it off to Spike.
  1972.  
  1973. >You hear him rip the packaging open.
  1974. >”I saw this in one of my magazines and I always wanted to try it.”
  1975. >Uh...
  1976. >Suddenly you feel the warmth of his mouth envelop you once again, and before you can think you’re hilted in his mouth.
  1977. >But it’s different this time.
  1978. >Spike pulls back off, and that feeling is still there.
  1979. >Oh my put the condom on with his mouth.
  1980. >This dragon is so lewd, holy shit.
  1981. >Spike picks himself up off of you. He adjusts his panties and swings himself around so he’s facing you, and sits right on your chest.
  1982. >His cock is right in your face, throbbing, twitching, and leaking pre.
  1983. >How…?
  1984. >He towers over you.
  1985. >You look up at him, right into his eyes.
  1986. >There’s that look, a burning, intense lust.
  1987. >”I hope you’re not spent, we’re just getting started.~”
  1988. >You sit up a little bit.
  1989. >You reach up to the back of his head, pull him down, and peck his snout.
  1990. >You look into his eyes, before pushing him backwards.
  1991. >Spike falls into his back on the bed
  1992. >You lift your legs up and pull your pants and underwear off, followed by your messy-ass shirt, and toss your outfit to the side.
  1993. >You rock forwards and sit yourself on your knees in between his legs, butt naked.
  1994. >Spike is laying still, waiting for you to make a move.
  1995. >You guess it’s your turn, now.
  1996. >You glance over his slender body.
  1997. >That lingerie and garter belt is honestly both the cutest and hottest thing you’ve ever fucking seen.
  1998. >It perfectly fits him, and accentuates his curves to the max.
  1999. >You see his belly scales glisten from the pool of cum he shot all over your shirt that he laid in.
  2000. >You chuckle to yourself
  2001. >Your turn to be the idea guy.
  2002. >You bend down and bring your face to his cock.
  2003. >You give it a kiss before moving upward
  2004. >”Anon, what are you-oh!”
  2005. >You kiss every inch of his soft, scaly body, until you reach his stomach, and start lapping away at his cum.
  2006. >”A-anon your tongue ah! Those scales are sensitive!”
  2007. >You press on, licking every inch of him.
  2008. >His scales are so soft. Unbelievably so.
  2009. >You’d think scales would be rigid or something, considering he’s bipedal, but you can just sit here and rub your face on his belly all night.
  2010. >After you clean him up, of course.
  2011. >Spike is softly moaning and twitching, is he ticklish here?
  2012. >Good lord your tongue is on fire now, it’s so spicy
  2013. >There are so many sensations going on at once, you just about hit sensory overload.
  2014. >You think you got it all.
  2015. >What a mess.
  2016.  
  2017. >You sit back up. You can feel his dick pressing up against your ass.
  2018. >You can't help but just sit there and feel his chest.
  2019. >HE’S SO SOFT AND WARM HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE
  2020. >He's still twitching, along with intermittent moaning.
  2021. >He’s trying to cover his beet red face and failing.
  2022. >He’s so fucking adorable when he’s embarrassed.
  2023. >Enough is enough.
  2024. >You sit back up.
  2025. >You grab one of his legs and move it up and out of the way.
  2026. >You hold his leg up and line your cock up with his slick tailhole.
  2027. “Ready?”
  2028. >Spike is still covering his flushed face, and he nods vigorously.
  2029.  
  2030. =====
  2031.  
  2032. >You are Spike.
  2033. >You're sitting on your human boyfriend's chest, waggling your dick in his face.
  2034. >”I hope you’re not spent, we’re just getting started.~”
  2035. >You weren't kidding either. You want more.
  2036. >So much more.
  2037. >You are not a stranger to taking control to get something you desire.
  2038. >And you want him.
  2039. >All of him.
  2040. >Suddenly, you feel Anon's hand force your face into his and he pecks you on the lips.
  2041. >He gives you a knowing look before shoving you backwards onto the foot of the bed.
  2042. >Oof.
  2043. >Without a word, Anon takes the opportunity to remove his clothes with fervor.
  2044. >He scoots up in-between your legs, naked, his throbbing dick just about touching your own
  2045. >He looks you over for a second, still, without a word. What is he doing?
  2046. >He chuckles to himself before slowly leaning down to your cock and kisses the tip
  2047. "Anon, what are you-oh!"
  2048. >He's kissing you all over
  2049. >Ooh
  2050. >Ah it tickles
  2051. >You squirm
  2052. >He trails his way up to your stomach, where you just now realized you laid in your own cum
  2053. >You got so caught up in the moment... you don't even feel it anyway, for better or for worse.
  2054. >Unexpectedly to you, Anon starts licking up your cum off of your underbelly.
  2055. >Chills run up your spine, that's the last thing you saw coming.
  2056. >Oh wow
  2057. >It tickles even more than the kissing
  2058. >His tongue feels so weird, nothing like you ever felt before
  2059. >”A-anon your tongue ah! Those scales are sensitive!”
  2060. >He seems to ignore you and keep licking.
  2061. >Oh geez this feels so good
  2062. >His tongue is weirdly rough and slimy. It has some texture, but it glides over your scales smoothly and pleasantly
  2063. >You're starting to moan, it's like being tickled on your insides
  2064. >You want that tongue all over you now
  2065. >You wonder how that would feel on your dick holy moly it's like it's specifically built to pleasure you
  2066. >Your writhing and moaning become less and less controllable
  2067. >Anon stops, looks up at you, and then leans back up
  2068. >He towers back over you
  2069. >You've never even seen him naked before until just now.
  2070. >His chest and arms are toned, with a little bit of fuzz in between his pecs.
  2071. >He's a lot more built relative to you.
  2072. >He's so handsome
  2073. >Oh geez he's feeling you now
  2074. >Right in the sensitive bits, right where he was licking.
  2075. >His hands feel so nice, they're so soft.
  2076. >He seems astounded. It's like he really likes how you feel.
  2077. >The way he's looking at you...
  2078. >It's too much you can't take it!
  2079. >Why does he make you feel this way?
  2080. >It's so embarrassing, but he makes you feel so attractive. He's utterly transfixed on your body.
  2081. >You really can't believe it, it makes you feel so special.
  2082. >He's in complete control now and he's just feeling you up.
  2083. >He can do whatever he wanted with you this very moment and you wouldn't stop him.
  2084. >But he chose to explore your body.
  2085. >He's so gentle.
  2086.  
  2087. >You can't believe this is actually happening.
  2088. >He is sitting between your legs, naked, and you're lying here in lingerie, letting him do as he pleases to you.
  2089. >You are trying your hardest to cover your embarrassment, you love this so much.
  2090. >You love him so much.
  2091. >Your heart flutters.
  2092. >As suddenly as he started, he stops.
  2093. >You feel his hand on your leg, and he lifts it up, making you spread your ass.
  2094. >Ohmygoshohmygosh
  2095. >You feel him press his warm, turgid cock against your asshole.
  2096. >HOLYSHITHOLYSHITTHISISHAPPENING
  2097. >"Ready?" He says, even his voice is gentle
  2098. >You can't speak
  2099. >You can't stop trying to hide the embarrassing faces you know you're making.
  2100. >Your heart is beating out of your chest.
  2101. >You can't do anything other than nod
  2102. >'Take me.'
  2103.  
  2104. >He presses firmly on your entrance, after a moment you feel a pop
  2105. >Holy shit
  2106. >Anon lifts your other leg up, you're now spread-eagle with his cock in you.
  2107. "Anon…~"
  2108. >He gives you a brief moment of brevity before he slides the rest of his cock into you
  2109. "ooooOOOOoOh AH! Anon-AH!"
  2110. >You're quivering
  2111. >Holy fuck, oh my Celestia
  2112. >You're shaking like a fucking slut
  2113. >He feels so much bigger than he looks, and it feels a lot bigger in your ass than in your throat
  2114. >You're twitching again, like when he played with that plug
  2115. >You feel so full
  2116. "AnonANON-Anon w-wwait one sEc-Ah~"
  2117. "L-lemme get mmf used to you ah! y-you're really nnnbig"
  2118. >You can barely talk, it was a miracle you even got that out
  2119. >You're gasping and moaning
  2120. >It feels so amazing, having his rigid heat buried deep within you.
  2121. >You feel his cock throbbing in what feels like your stomach.
  2122. >You feel yourself relax a bit. You're starting to get used to him being in there.
  2123. >You don't want this feeling to ever end.
  2124. "Anon-ah, I think I'm good…"
  2125. >In response, he slides all the way back
  2126. >You gasp lightly, before Anon rams his meat back into you
  2127. >You nearly scream in pleasure, and you cover your mouth just in time
  2128. >It's so much
  2129. >You felt your dick squirt out some pre onto your stomach when Anon slammed back into you
  2130. "A-AH!A-Anon, hooOOoly fuck~"
  2131. >Quivering and moaning, you're like putty in his hands
  2132. >Anon thrusts his pelvis into you repeatedly at a slow pace, you moan and eep every single time
  2133. >You are lost in a blurry, messy daze of thought and writhing pleasure.
  2134. >So much so you almost didn't realize Anon is now face to face with you.
  2135. >Your legs are pinned under his arms.
  2136. >His pace is a lot quicker now, he feels so good…
  2137. "Anon…"
  2138. >You look him right in his eyes.
  2139. "I love you so much."
  2140. >Without hesitation, he plants his lips on yours again, wasting no time invading your mouth with his tongue.
  2141. >You're kissing him while moaning and grunting into each other's mouths.
  2142. >You feel him pick his pace up further to rail you like some slut.
  2143. >Anon backs away from the kiss for a brief moment to say
  2144. >"I love you too."
  2145. >Before diving back into the depths of your maw.
  2146. >You want to cry
  2147. >You are the happiest dragon in the world
  2148. >Nothing else matters but you and him
  2149.  
  2150. >You feel a tingling sensation in your loins, from the tip of your dick to deep within you.
  2151. >It's like some pressure building up from inside your groin
  2152. >It gets more and more intense as Anon ruts you.
  2153. >Your nether regions are absolutely soaked in precum.
  2154. >"Anon… I think I'm close…"
  2155. >Once again, Anon says nothing.
  2156. >He stops for a moment and adjusts his angle of attack, before plowing your poor ass harder and faster.
  2157. >You are basically screaming now
  2158. >Anon shuts you up again with another kiss
  2159. >It's coming
  2160. >You, for some reason, try to contain it, to absolutely no avail whatsoever
  2161. >You dick explodes, squirting ropes of cum all over you and Anon
  2162. >Anon groans into your mouth as you tense up hard
  2163. >A few more humps from Anon was all it took before you felt his dick violently throbbing within you
  2164. >He's cumming inside of you…
  2165. >You can feel it…
  2166. >Shooting his love deep within you...
  2167. >It's so warm
  2168. >oh gosh
  2169. >holy fuck
  2170. >Anon pulls back from the kiss, gasping for air. You're both sweating and panting.
  2171. >Anon keeps himself buried in his ass while you both regain full control of your motor functions.
  2172. >You look down at the mess you made
  2173. >Holy fuck that was more than before
  2174. >You feel Anon shift in place, you are so raw and sensitive down there you twitch violently
  2175. "WAIt Anon wait… give me a second… I am so sensitive right now…" You say between breaths.
  2176. >You relish the feeling of you two being 'connected' like this.
  2177. >You love him so much, you want to be in his embrace for the rest of time.
  2178.  
  2179. >...
  2180. >...
  2181. >Wait a second…
  2182. "Hey Anon?"
  2183. >"Yeah?" The satisfied, goofy after-sex look on his face disappeared after hearing your tone of voice
  2184. "I wasn't supposed to feel you cum inside me, was I?"
  2185. >"What?" He gives you a puzzled look
  2186. >Anon's eyes widen slightly as he realizes
  2187. >He pulls his erection out from you slowly and gently, being mindful of your sensitivity.
  2188. >Didn't stop you from moaning and gasping
  2189. >He pulls all the way out and flops his cock into your pelvis
  2190. >As sure as Celestia's sunrise, the condom broke.
  2191. >"Whole lot of good that did."
  2192. "Damn Anon, were you really fucking me that hard?"
  2193. >"These condoms are probably cheap garbage."
  2194. >Twilight can be a cheapskate sometimes.
  2195. "Well, we only had one anyway…"
  2196. >You feel your asshole twitch, and, of all things, that gives you an idea
  2197. "Anon, hand me the buttplug real quick."
  2198. >Anon searches around for it, briefly not remembering where he put it, and hands it to you.
  2199. >You lean down and slowly push it into you until it sits in you comfortably.
  2200. "There, now I can keep that part of you inside of me.~"
  2201. >...
  2202. >Holy shit you are so gay
  2203. >You are laying on a bed with your boyfriend, naked and both covered in cum, and you just plugged your asshole so your BF's jizz doesn't leak out.
  2204. >Just the thought of that...
  2205. >You still want more…
  2206. >And Anon Delivers™ by kissing you yet again.
  2207. >I guess he wants more too…
  2208. >You pull back
  2209. "You know, I still have that other pair of lingerie to try on…~"
  2210. >Anon chuckles
  2211. >"I'm game, just give me a bit, this is only the second load I've dumped into you and I'm still lightheaded."
  2212. >Anon 'the hopeless romantic', folks.
  2213.  
  2214. >You are Anon, and you just nutted in your boyfriend's ass so hard you just about saw God.
  2215. >You can't believe how good he felt…
  2216. >On top of the way he squeaks and moans, you can't get enough of him.
  2217. >He's so adorable.
  2218. >You look down at him, and then at your chest, there is cum absolutely all over you two.
  2219. >How does he jizz this much? That's just absurd.
  2220. "You know, I'd clean you off with my tongue again, but the spiciness nearly killed me last time."
  2221. >You lean over to pick the sploogeshirt off the floor.
  2222. "I managed to hide it well but man, that was intense."
  2223. >Spike looks at you like he has no clue what you just said.
  2224. >"Oh, you mean like it was spicy, like it was something you wouldn't normally do? I'd say…"
  2225. >You start wiping yourself off with the shirt.
  2226. "Nono, I mean your cum is LITERALLY spicy. Like, it tastes spicy."
  2227. >Spike is baffled.
  2228. >"Anon, what in Celestia's name are you talking about?"
  2229. >You briefly pause wiping each other down with the shirt
  2230. "Bro your cum tasted spicy. I don't know how else to put it."
  2231. >You start wiping Spike off gently.
  2232. >"Spiciness… isn't a taste…"
  2233. >You are baffled
  2234. >Your cooking autism is screeching right now
  2235. "Spike…" you look at him like he's crazy.
  2236. >"What?!"
  2237. >Once you finish wiping him off, he hops off of the bed and starts undressing.
  2238. >You sit yourself on the edge of the bed.
  2239. "So you've eaten peppers, right? Like, chiles?"
  2240. >"Not really raw, but yeah, sure?" Spike uses extra care to remove his lingerie. It's delicate, you imagine.
  2241. "And they aren't spicy?"
  2242. >"No, wha- I don't understand."
  2243. "Okay, hold on, let me get this straight."
  2244. >"Uh huh."
  2245. "You understand that "spice" is a word."
  2246. >"Yes."
  2247. "You know one definition of said word."
  2248. >"Yes."
  2249. "But you've never experienced spice in food."
  2250. >"See, that's where you lose me."
  2251. >Spike's naked in front of you now, at half-mast. He folds his 'dirty' pair of lingerie up, puts it on the nightstand, and grabs the other pair out of the bag.
  2252. >You are just so fixated on this one thing about his tastebuds you don't even notice anything else.
  2253. >"I had no idea 'spice' was a taste." Spike airquotes.
  2254. "That's… that's wild."
  2255. >There's a moment of silence between you two as Spike very carefully slides his foot into the stockings.
  2256. >"So, uh, what does it taste like?"
  2257. >So this is the time where you have to explain something like a specific TASTE to someone, huh? Right after having sex with them?
  2258. >Sure, as good of a time as any.
  2259. "Okay, so you know that really shitty feeling when you burn yourself on something?
  2260. >"Uh, no? Not really. I can swim in magma, dude."
  2261. >WELP
  2262. >There goes that analogy.
  2263. >Fuck
  2264.  
  2265. >You're at a loss for words now.
  2266. "I… literally don't know how else to explain it."
  2267. >Spike looks a little upset now…
  2268. >"Is… is that a problem?"
  2269. "What? Oh, no no no, it's just a weird concept to me, that you can't taste something like that at all. There's so many foods that are spicy that are absolutely amazing. It's just…"
  2270. >You look at Spike, he seems bummed out. He knows you like cooking, and you guess he doesn't like the idea of not being able to taste some things you cook.
  2271. "It's okay, Spike. Now I know to be mindful of that when cooking. It lets me be more creative."
  2272. >Spike smiles at you, satisfied with that answer.
  2273. >He clips the suspenders to the garter belt.
  2274. >Finished, he strikes a pose for you.
  2275. >"Tada!~ How's it look?"
  2276. >It's the same design as before, but the green clips and the small accent on the stockings are the exact same color as his eyes.
  2277. >His beautiful emerald eyes, beaming with joy and life.
  2278. >Every time he looks at you like that, it makes everything worth it.
  2279. >He makes starting a new life here worth every second.
  2280. >You stand up and move towards Spike.
  2281. >”A-anon?”
  2282. >You use all of your strength to swoop him off of his feet and cradle him in your arms, all in one swift motion.
  2283. >”OoOh My Celestia-Anon!”
  2284. >You look him in the eyes briefly before kissing him again.
  2285. >Spike groans as he tries to say something before you cut him off, but immediately gets lost in a trance.
  2286. >You back off to look him in the eyes again.
  2287. “You’re beautiful, Spike.”
  2288. >You peck him on the snout for good measure.
  2289. >You, after all that you two have been through today, have never seen him this flustered.
  2290. >Perfect.
  2291. >You hobble over to the bed with Spike in tow.
  2292. >Jesus either he’s heavy or you’re out of shape.
  2293. >Probably the latter.
  2294. >Definitely the latter.
  2295. >You can do this Anon, don’t make faces, don’t be a bitch.
  2296. >You take the giggling from Spike that you have failed your objective.
  2297. >”You’re such a tryhard sometimes.” Spike says, trying to suppress his laughter.
  2298. >No matter, because you toss him on the bed.
  2299. >Tryhard, huh?
  2300. >You’re hard alright, and Spike didn’t even need to try.
  2301. >Spike flops onto the bed and bounces.
  2302. >”Geez, Anon! What are you-ah!”
  2303. >Without reprieve, you roll Spike onto his side and lift his leg up, giving you clear access to the plug in his ass
  2304. >Your own lust for him is growing ever stronger. You want to be inside of him again. You need to be engulfed in his warmth again.
  2305. >You need him.
  2306. >With nearly no hesitation, you grab the plug and start tugging.
  2307. >”Anon-ah! hOly-
  2308. >Pop
  2309. >And out it comes.
  2310. >”Ahn~”
  2311. >Those sounds will never, ever get old.
  2312. >You see a little bit of your old cum leaking out of his ass.
  2313. >Heh.
  2314.  
  2315. >You collect some with your finger and rub it on your dick to make sure you’re lubed up sufficiently.
  2316. >You line yourself up again with one hand, and have your other arm wrapped around spike’s leg, which is sticking straight up into the air.
  2317. >His tail is lovingly wrapped around your waist.
  2318. >It takes all over your willpower to not just drive right into him. Right then and there.
  2319. >But you just want to make sure…
  2320. “You ready to go again?”
  2321. >Spike doesn’t say anything, but insteads uses his free arm to grab his asscheek and spread it for you.
  2322. >He’s covering his face with the other hand, blushing just as before.
  2323. >His cock is poking out of his panties again, throbbing and dripping.
  2324. >You’ll take that as a yes.
  2325.  
  2326. >You press firmly on his entrance
  2327. >Fuck, you’re still a little sensitive.
  2328. >Before you can prepare properly, your glans slides right in.
  2329. >Ooooh fuck
  2330. >Oh man that’s so different without the condom.
  2331. >His heat will always catch you off guard.
  2332. >It’s like walking outside into the bright, shining warm sun on a beautiful spring day.
  2333. >It sends chills down your spine
  2334. >Your body instinctively thrusts your cock all the way into him
  2335. >Spike nearly screams in pleasure.
  2336. >You just can’t believe it…
  2337. >That warmth, it’s like a personal sauna.
  2338. >You stay buried in him for a moment to relish in it yet again.
  2339. >You look down as you slide your dick back out, and back in.
  2340. >His ass nearly sucks it back in, he’s gripping you so tight.
  2341. >You are so lost in a stupor that you barely hear Spike’s moaning and groaning.
  2342. >He’s so amazing.
  2343. >You pick up the pace.
  2344. >It’s so much more intense than last time.
  2345. >The lingerie looks so cute on him…
  2346. >Fucking hell he feels so good
  2347. >So many thoughts and feelings at once.
  2348. >You are just absolutely plowing him now, your nuts are starting to get sore from plapping them against his asscheek.
  2349. >Your heart is pounding iout of your chest.
  2350. >You just can’t restrain yourself. You want nothing but him and his warmth until the end of time.
  2351. >You stop straining for one second, just in time to hear Spike say “Please cum inside me again.”
  2352. >Yeah that did it, that sent you over the edge.
  2353. >You bury yourself as far as you can go and unleash your love into him.
  2354. >It’s burning hot, but you thrust deeper with every pulse
  2355. >Your cum is oozing out of him now.
  2356. >Fuck, man.
  2357. >You slide yourself out slowly as to not hurt Spike, who is panting and grunting.
  2358. >Cum trails out of his hole, winking and twitching, getting used to you not being in there.
  2359. >You relax and let his leg down, Spike’s moaning seemed to change tone, but you ignore it.
  2360. >Oh right, gotta plug him back up, that’s what he’d want.
  2361. >You grab the plug you tossed to the side and very slowly and gently put it back in
  2362. >Spike moans, almost in agony, as it pops into place.
  2363. >The clarity is finally starting to settle in, until you realize why his tone started to change...
  2364.  
  2365. >Spike didn’t cum.
  2366. >He’s whimpering, writhing slightly, begging for release.
  2367. >He can’t say anything.
  2368. >His dick is twitching wildly, flinging pre everywhere.
  2369. >Oh…
  2370. >You feel like an asshole, now.
  2371. >You were so lost in your own little world…
  2372. >You feel like shit. You could have at least done SOMETHING for him.
  2373. >Anon, you piece of shit…
  2374. >...
  2375. >Actually…
  2376. >You gently roll Spike onto his back, his erection now standing tall.
  2377. >”A-anon?”
  2378. >Spike sits up with his legs hanging off of the bed.
  2379. >You get on your knees, and scoot in between his legs.
  2380. >You press your face up against his cock.
  2381. >You look past it and up to Spike, who is looking down at you with a face of amazement, and a needful plea to help.
  2382. >You wanna know what it’s like being on the other end for a change.
  2383. >He deserves it.
  2384.  
  2385. >”AnON, yO-” Spike’s voice cracks, and he clears his throat. “You don’t need to do this if you don’t want to…”
  2386. >What, now? This is when he’s nervous, when you’re going down on him?
  2387. >He’s so weird sometimes.
  2388. >You want to say a few things to him, but something inside your mind tells you that your mouth has better things it can be doing.
  2389. >Speaking of…
  2390. >His cock is something else.
  2391. >You’ve seen dragon dicks before, there’s a ton of them in his magazines, but they are just a lot different up close.
  2392. >He’s got a pointed head that tapers slightly down into a small knot at the base.
  2393. >The whole thing poking out of his slit and is a lovely, solid shade of pink.
  2394. >There’s three lumps lining the bottom of his dick, all in a row.
  2395. >Peculiar.
  2396. >His cock is just radiating heat, because of course it is. Everything about him is like being wrapped in a heated blanket.
  2397. >You ponder what the sensitive bits are, like how yours is at the tip, but maybe just the entire thing is sensitive? You can’t really tell. Every time you touch it, he twitches, so possibly.
  2398. >Oh well. I’m sure you’ll find it with your mouth eventually.
  2399. >You lick the bottom side of his cock, lapping up all of that precum.
  2400. >Sweet, almost like syrup.
  2401. >I guess the spice is in the cum.
  2402. >You’re lost in his subtle scent, in your own little world once again, until Spike’s moaning knocks you out of it.
  2403. >You really need to learn to focus.
  2404. >This is about him, not you.
  2405. >You drag you on his dick and wrap your lips around the head, and then plunge it into your throat.
  2406. >”Ah-Anon, holy-mmf ah~”
  2407. >You keep it in there, letting him throb in the back of your throat.
  2408. >You thought you’d be gagging, you’ve never done this before, but you aren’t, miraculously.
  2409. >Maybe your horniness for this dragon overpowers it?
  2410. >You look up at him despite your face being buried in his groin.
  2411. >You love the way he squirms and moans.
  2412. >Everything little fucking thing he does is just the cutest.
  2413. >You slowly raise your head back up, being incredibly mindful of your teeth.
  2414. >You sigh, satisfied.
  2415. >You stroke his dick slowly and methodically, thinking about your plan of attack.
  2416. >This is way more intimidating than it needs to be.
  2417. >Human penis is one thing, but a dragons…
  2418. >You’re scared of that knot.
  2419. >Just be careful, you can do this.
  2420. >You dive back in.
  2421.  
  2422. >You start bobbing your head up and down on his groin ferociously.
  2423. >You still aren’t sure what you’re doing, but you may as well try a few things.
  2424. >You tilt your head back slightly so the head of his cock is rubbing against the roof of your mouth, and you rub your tongue on the bumps on the underside his cock.
  2425. >The cute twitching suddenly turns into convulsing
  2426. >”AAaaAHhANONWAITWAITWAIT”
  2427. >Wow okay you guess that worked. Lucky you.
  2428. >You pull back
  2429. >Spike’s out of breath now
  2430. >”Anon, oh my-... I was about to…wow…” Spike can’t finish his sentence.
  2431. >Damn, that REALLY worked.
  2432. >But let’s savor the moment, shall we?
  2433. >You go back to sucking, he’s starting to squirt pre into your mouth every time his dick twitches.
  2434. >It’s like candy. You really can’t get enough of it. Like some sort of fleshy lollipop.
  2435. >...with a cream center.
  2436. >God, there’s so much of it…
  2437. >How does this dragon not get immediately dehydrated?
  2438. >Holy fuck you want him to blow his load in your throat so bad.
  2439. >You're almost as needy as he is, at this point.
  2440. >And you're gunna milk him for every drop you can get.
  2441. >As you’re slurping on him, you reach for his balls-
  2442. >Oh.
  2443. >Right.
  2444. >It’s just scales there.
  2445. >You really can’t get over the fact he doesn’t have any.
  2446. >But you remembered he has the plug in, and you definitely know what he DOES have, down there.
  2447. >Heh.
  2448. >You press on the plug firmly and Spike gasps
  2449. >”A-ANON!”
  2450. >His cock throbs HARD.
  2451. >You pull the plug out slowly to about halfway, with his ass stretched as much as possible.
  2452. >’I hope you’re ready, Spike.’ you think to yourself.
  2453. >You do the exact method you did before, but slide the plug back in and press.
  2454. >Spike grunts like he’s lifting a thousand pounds, before he grabs the back of your head
  2455. >He thrusts repeatedly, facefucking you as hard as he can, until…
  2456. >”Anon…I…”
  2457. >You open your mouth as far as it can go to prepare for the inevitable.
  2458. >He shoves his cock down your throat as far as it can go, knot and all, and unleashes his torrent of love into you.
  2459. >You sit there and let him pump it all into your stomach, throb after throb of burning hot dragon seed.
  2460.  
  2461. >Oh
  2462. >Oh god it keeps coming holy shit
  2463. >You pull back, again, minding your teeth, but this time with urgency.
  2464. >You swallow a few times just to get it all, Spike shoots a few more ropes of cum all over your face
  2465. >You gasp for air.
  2466. >Holy shit, you can’t believe you got the knot in…
  2467. >you can’t believe-
  2468. >Uh oh
  2469. >OH DEAR GOD HOT HOT HOT YOU FORGOT ABOUT THE SPICINESS
  2470.  
  2471. >You start to sweat profusely
  2472. >Your entire mouth is searing, as well as the back of your throat
  2473. >Shit, dude. You’re starting to panic a little bit.
  2474. >You didn’t account for this. We JUST talked about this too, fucking moron.
  2475. >What snaps you back into reality this time is Spike grabbing your now flushed cheeks, and tugging.
  2476. >He brings your face to his, and you lock lips.
  2477. >You can’t even feel your burning lips make contact with his, but before you can even process it, Spike has already invaded your mouth with his tongue.
  2478. >It’d feel weird if you could, you know, feel.
  2479. >You start kissing him back.
  2480. >The burning is… receding?
  2481. >The more he trashes his tongue in your mouth, the more it soothes.
  2482. >You’re in too much pain to question it.
  2483. >You’re going to give him the sloppiest makeout yet, desperate for relief.
  2484. >You start licking everywhere you can in his mouth, and on his tongue.
  2485. >You feel a drop of saliva trickle down your chin amongst all of the smacking and smooches.
  2486. >The more you kiss, the less it burns.
  2487. >It’s much more tolerable now. Your eyes aren’t watering anymore, at least.
  2488. >You have been sufficiently soothed by your dragon boyfriend.
  2489. >How? Why? You have no fucking idea. It’s magic.
  2490.  
  2491. >Hooh man, that was wild.
  2492. “Thanks Spike. I didn’t know your saliva helps soothes a burning mouth.”
  2493. >”I uh… had no idea… it could do that? You’re welcome?” He looks at you, puzzled.
  2494. >Huh.
  2495. “I guess that’s even more reason I should be kissing you.” You follow that by a peck on his snoot.
  2496. >Spike giggles, and then blushes.
  2497. >”Thank you, Anon. You really didn’t need to do any of that…”
  2498. “What do you mean? I really enjoyed it.”
  2499. >You crawl up onto the bed proper and lay your body on top of his.
  2500. >”No, no, what I mean-...You’ve… You’ve made tonight so special… I just wanted you to have your way with me, one time… you didn’t need to do all that…for me…”
  2501. >...
  2502. “Spike…” You’re at a loss for words…
  2503. >You kiss him again, on the lips.
  2504. >Oh, there’s the words, found them.
  2505. “I wanted to make your night special too, and I thought I may have botched it… I felt like I was just ‘using’ you, and I was…”
  2506. >There's a brief silence between you two before Spike speaks up, in a softer tone than before.
  2507. >”Well, uh, maybe, I’m-... kindofintothat” Spike blushes fiercely and covers his face
  2508. >Oh.
  2509. “I… am not sure how to respond to that…”
  2510. “Actually, wait, of course I know!”
  2511. >You kiss him again.
  2512.  
  2513. >You pull back and look into his pearlescent, emerald eyes.
  2514. "I love you."
  2515. >"I love you, too."
  2516. >You stare into each other's eyes.
  2517. >"Also, you got cum on your face."
  2518. >Shocked, you bring your hand to wipe off a random part of your face. Sure enough…
  2519. >You blush at the realization of how goofy you might have looked being all lovey-dovey like that while covered in cum.
  2520. >Spike giggles.
  2521. >"Hold on."
  2522. >Spike slinks his tongue out and starts licking you all over your face.
  2523. >Oh jesus you could have just wiped it off
  2524. >This works too, you guess.
  2525. >Spike retracts his tongue and swallows.
  2526. "Is there anything that tongue can't do?"
  2527. >"I don't know, but I want to find out with you~"
  2528. >Spike pecks you on the lips.
  2529. >Heh, smooth.
  2530. >Out of nowhere, a wave of sleepiness crashes into you.
  2531. >Man, what time is it? How long have you two been fucking?
  2532. >You yawn
  2533. "Are you going to wear me out like this every day?"
  2534. >"I promise you Anon, I am going to try my absolute best."
  2535. "I like your confidence."
  2536. >You get up off of him
  2537. "Can I uh… sleep with you… tonight?" You say, rubbing your neck.
  2538. >Why did asking that make you nervous? You both just had, like, a lot of sex.
  2539. >"Of course, but uh…"
  2540. >"Do you wanna, uh… cuddle?" Spike blushes.
  2541. >Fuck yeah you do.
  2542. >Without a word, you motion over to the other side of the bed and crawl over to the pillow where you rest your head.
  2543. >Spike follows suit and curls up next to you. You pull him close and embrace his warmth.
  2544. >You never wantto let him to go.
  2545. >You always want him next to you.
  2546. >He makes you so happy.
  2547. >He makes you feel less alone.
  2548. >You want to bare every adversity you can face with him.
  2549. >You really do love him...
  2550. "Goodnight."
  2551. >"Night. Love you."
  2552. "Love you too."
  2553. >You peck his forehead and close your eyes. Just like that, you immediately doze off to sleep, cuddling with your little dragon lover.
  2554.  
  2555. =====
  2556.  
  2557. THUMP
  2558. >You
  2559. THUMP
  2560. >Are
  2561. THUMP
  2562. >Twilight
  2563. THUMP
  2564. >Sparkle
  2565. THUMP
  2566. >And
  2567. THUMP
  2568. >You
  2569. THUMP
  2570. >Deserve
  2571. >AAAAHHhhh~~~~
  2572. >...this.

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