Hello again beautiful readers! This is Notch Steele! The assistant and co-author of this story! Gear Switch isn't acting like himself at the moment, so I'm taking header for this chapter by answering all the reviews without a rude comment from my head-chief:
ultimateCCC: Gear Switch would probably answer with something like, "Shit happens and it's the way I'm turning this story," or something like that.
Harbinger-of-Scripts: I don't know actually, Gear keeps secrets and this is one of the few he keeps to himself.
Karlos1234ify: Not sure if reference to Kofi Kingston of WWE, or if just making a metaphor. I'll go with option one on this.
He23t: The dragon gets to have all the problems, why, because he's male and he's always surrounded by females.
DarkPolidinmon: In any way possible is what I would say. Gear on the other hoof, I don't know...
SonicMX (from chapter one): Can't find a response for this one, if only Gear was here for this one.
Portalfan43510: For? Not catching along on your review? I know you (the readers) ask the questions, but this one has me hog-tied.
Metal Zekrom: If I could make an alternate version of them being anthros, that would be great, but this is Gears story and I can only dream at the moment. *Sigh*
Charming Crescent (by PM (Gear wants me to answer this for him because I don't know)): Because Pinkie Pie isn't the Pinkie we all knew, to my opinion, worse than Pinkamena and the time Discord made her turn into her "Opposite of Harmony".
As Dr. Gear Switch would say; Enjoy...
Scootaloo had caught up with the walking dragon in less than two minutes, feeling anxious yet mad at him for the just recent acts. "Spike!," she called as calmly as she could say. She was breathing quickly as she finally caught up, waning in disbelief of the dragon just bailing out like that back at the clubhouse.
Spike turned around to see the following pegasus while his facial expression was still the same blank face that he had inside the treehouse; eyes staring with nothing to see through, a face without a wince of curls or twists, not even a lip gesture, just a cold blank stare. That all changed when he caught eyes on the filly pegasus, he went into a shriek of some sort and ducked his head into his shoulders, possibly in fear from Scootaloos perspection. "Scoo-Scootaloo!," he said sounding surprised, "What is it?," he started to pace his words quickly, "What did I do? What did Sweetie Belle? ... What did you do...?"
The purple reptile had made the young tangerine mare feel confused, so she shook the questions off and gave him a mean glare. "What was that all about in there?," she asked in a serious tone that it would even grab Raritys attention, "You just decided to kiss Sweetie Belle? Right in front of me? That was ssssoooo uncalled for. Me and you are the ones together, not you and her." Her wings expanded to their full length as did her legs when she wanted to tower over the dragon; only able to reach to his height though.
He scratched his head miscellaneously and tried giving a light smile to brighten the mood, which vigorously failed the second he tried. "I know me and you are together and that it was a really bad idea to kiss Sweetie Belle, but she was sad and I couldn't find a way to show any other gratitude than what I did. You see, I-"
"Well you must've known how I would've gotten because of that!," Scoot angerily cut in, shifting her shoulders for some odd reason as she stopped when the dragon decided to. She punched a hoof on his side with just enough power to get him to run on it. "I can't believe you considered doing that! Ugh, why does Sweetie Belle as well have to be in love with you? I love you more than her." She blew at her hair when it started to droop down, "I wonder if she'll get a cutie mark for stealing hearts?"
He had no other option in his mind than to just blush a little bit from that last comment aside from being in a bad situation at the very moment. He noticed the young mare looking down and kicking her hoof on the ground in a wayward motion, making the dragon want to wrap an arm around her neck; as though he thought he should, but didn't. "Oh c'mon Scoot, it was one mistake. Please let it slide and we can go back before I collapse asleep on the floor."
She grunted as intended to be her reply and then sighed, thinking of another reply to give. She looked up again to Spike and gave a joking smile, "Alright, I'll let this slide. Lets go Spikey, I'm feeling bushes anyways."
Spike peered his eyes in wonder, 'Did she just call me Spikey?,' his mind asked repeatedly, 'Geez, how popular is this nickname to you guys?' He shrugged the thoughts off and attempted to wrap an arm around the fillys neck after he just told himself not to. He got it around and the filly leaned to where her head pressed on his chest as they kept walking. Without any thought after, he tilted his head on top of hers and pecked on her forehead, making Scootaloo get reddened cheeks and the dragon to get reddened as well, but in a more embarressed way.
Scootaloo felt Spikes rough cold scales starting to heaten from her warm blood and silky fur clashing with both his and her emotions. She felt the peck on her forehead and she couldn't help but feel jumpy inside, wanting to pull him in for a full kiss. However, it couldn't happen due a sound of hoofsteps accelerating fast from behind, bringing the two connected lovers to a hault.
The two swerved their heads around and disconnected from eachothers light hold, seeing that it was a white pony running up from behind with a grieving expression. Scootaloos emotional mood went into a defensive stare, making her step up in front of the dragon and stand in a defensive pose. "What Sweetie Belle?," she asked loudly, "Shouldn't you have taken the left already back to the Carousel Boutique?"
The white pony haulted feets away from the two, "Yeah, but...," she replied looking away sheepishly, "I wanted to ask you Spike if you wanted to spend the night over at the Carousel Boutique?" She grunted silently to herself and walked to the otherside of the dragon, giving him googly eyes and a sweet smile that could enlighten any-day. She leaned her body on the dragons chest and her horn instantly lit up green like a dimmed lightbulb that seared through a circle nightfall.
Spike couldn't help but feel satisfied by this act, the light gave a warm feeling and the emotions building in him mixed around like ingredients for a recipe. He inconceivably put a hand on her head, leaving Scootaloo to twitch her head instant anger. He looked at Scootaloo and immediately removed his hand before she threw a tantrum. He looked back to Sweetie Belle and said to her, "What about Rarity?" He felt like smacking himself for asking that.
Sweetie Belle peeked over Spikes shoulder to get a clear glimpse of the pegasus, who as well got a glimpse of the her and showed a deathly face. Looking back at the dragons concerned expression, she fixed her eyes to a sensational type of thing. "I don't think she'll mind all that much, besides, she falls asleep quickly."
"I don't know...? I mean Scootaloo is staying over at the library and you two seem to be having a feud right now... and I think today really blustered me," he tried showing a clean smile, which backfired with an upset grin from the white filly. Then he thought for a few seconds, suddenly ending up with him pulling in both fillies for a hug around their necks; though he felt it was a horrible idea to do that, but he wanted to enlighten the mood the best he could in any way possible to make them both feel comfortable. "Just this once Scootaloo, we can all leave this aside and have a night together as friends right?"
The two fillies looked at eachother with a competitive electric feeling between them, then both looked up to the dragon who still had them both in a hug, both replying, "Fine..."
Spike let them go at the same time, "Great! It's settled then, heh heh..." He turned his body to the direction of where the boutique was, marching like a Guard towards the two young mares followed up behind, giving eachother mean looks.
Once reaching the boutique and entering in, there was a sound of a door closing coming from upstairs and a sound of hoofsteps coming downstairs. A taller white unicorn with a purple masterpiece of a mane stepped into the room, shrieking out right as she saw three kids standing in her living room with a questioned look on each of their faces.
"Sweetie Belle!? Why are you late back home and why are Scootaloo and Spike here?," she asked like if she just a monster right before her eyes. She paced around the room gathering a few materials for what would later be her latest dress model. She looked back to the three, "Nevermind, I'm very busy right now; just make yourself feel comfortable and don't disturb me." With that, she left the room with a few levitated items dancing behind like a conga-train.
"Well that went well...," Scootaloo commented trying to restrain her defensive feelings to Spike from Sweetie Belle.
"Yeah, too busy to ever spend time with me...," Sweetie Belle whispered to herself.
"She's so beautiful when she's in a rush," Spike complimented, literally floating in mid-air with some hearts circling around him as his eyes were filled with a pair of big red hearts.
The two fillies snorted at him, making the dragon return to reality and fall back down face-first to the surface; rubbing his head as he stood back up as well as giving a caressed face of embaressment. "Right, right, sorry," he apologized as his face grew redder than it already was.
The three put time into getting themselves ready to go to sleep, all three staying in Sweetie Belles room and Scootaloo wanting to sleep away from Sweetie by just deciding to sleep downstairs in the living room on the couch, so she left with an extra pillow and a blanket, leaving Sweetie Belle and Spike alone.
"So I guess we should go to sleep now, I'm feeling tuckered out real badly now," Spike said, laying on tw floor with a pillow big enough for his whole body to lay and curl up on, then throwing on a green blanket on top of his body where then only his head would poke out.
Sweetie Belle had already tried falling asleep, but just couldn't since she figured she was actually spending time alone with the dragon she fell for. She noticed he drifted off into slumber; just staring at his curled body that made him look like a shiny purple ball to her. "He looks cute when he sleeps," she told herself silently, reaching her head towards the edge of her bed to get a closer look at the drake. She, for no intentional reason, ran a hoof down his back spines smoothly, making Spike shiver in delight to the feeling. She lifted her hoof off, spooked to think the reptile might awaken if she continued to overly-comfort him.
She rolled to the middle of her bed and thought to herself of how to approach the purple scaled dragon to REALLY make him fall for her. Her sister Rarity has looks that any stallion would do so anything for her in any way possible to please her; leaving Sweetie to think the one time her sister read through an explicit magazine... doing something that drove her to try it herself.
Rarity had ordered a few supplies and in a few days, it had came at the door. Rushing through her boxes to get all the supplies and a magazine that Sweetie didn't quite catch thoroughly with her keen eyesight - dove around excessively fast to sort out everything that came in the mail, except for the rolled up papers that were kept levitated high in the air.
Once the older white unicorn had finished assorting all the new materials, she told her younger sister to not bother her for awhile; she did so... for about ten minutes. Getting bored at Sweeties normal rate, she got curious of we sister for just this one time about her. Rarity is always busy and it was understandable to the filly, but just this once, her curiosity sky-rocketed through her mind because for two minutes straight, she heard strange noises coming from upstairs that made her want to know what was going on.
Upon going upstairs, Sweetie Belle indefinitely heard a loud scream that made her want to barge into her room, assuming there was something wrong going on. She charged into the room and saw Rarity... performing an act that made Sweetie Belle grow even more curious than she already was that she even lifted an eyebrow. Asking what she was doing, Rarity yelled out that she clearly said not to bother her. Arguing back that she got carried away when she heard her sister scream, Sweetie saw the same magazine that read "PlayPony" on it, making her peek at a current page with showed a hardened stallion showing off his erected 'rod'.
Rarity grabbed at the magazine and said to never speak of it... EVER! Not to anypony whoever was friends or not with her or Sweetie Belles own friends. Accepting that, a few days later she attempted to look for the paper-back book when her sister had left to do some errands. It took actually a few minutes because Rarity hapened to be organizing her room and had found the PlayPony Magazine on the floor with a bunch of rolled up colored yarn. Skimming through the pages with a concerned look that soon made the filly figure a few things that her sister was doing sexual pleasure to herself, checking out the stallions that had poses where it gave perfect glimpses of their stallionhood, and when finding the mares, they were all having their hooves put atop of their marehoods.
That's when Sweetie Belle decided to try and attempt the same actions the pictures showed, reaching her hoof below her waist and beginning to rub slowly on her marehood, she gasped out to the pain it was throwing at her, making her toss the magazine away, then making her think why would anypony rub themselves if it hurt?
And now she's staring at the dragon again as she's thinking about what he would look like if he were in that stack of stapled papers. She thought of the time she rubbed herself and one more time thought about if she should do it again; laying down on her back and spreading her hindlegs open, reaching down a hoof to perform what her sister had done to herself as well, rubbed between her legs and yelled out to the serge of excruciating pain, making the dragon shoot awake to the sudden quake of the squealing voice.
"Sweetie Belle? What happened?," he asked hastedly, "You had a nightmare?" He stood up and stood at the bedside next to Sweetie Belle, seeing that she still had a hoof down between her legs that made Spike grow red, "Sorry, should've let you answer. So so sorry, I'll go back to sleep." The dragon threw himself back down on the pillow and threw the blanket all over his body, including his head this time.
Sweetie Belle sighed, "No Spike... Please don't go back to sleep, I can't sleep is all," she slightly fibbed which the drake had all the evidence to prove she was lying anyways. She sat up and looked over the bed to the dragon who had removed his blankets, trying to cover something as well. "Sorry you had to see that... It's just I saw Rarity do this same thing one time and I tried it once myself, but it hurt. I don't know what drove me to try this again."
Spike turned only his head back at her and kept his body still curled up like a ball, "Wait wait wait... Rarity has done this before?" He squinted his eyes in slight furiosity, then removed the thought out of his mind when Sweetie started speaking again.
"Why does that concern you more than it concerns you of me doing it?," she asked with a raise in voice.
"It doesn't, just wondering why Rarity would rub herself?" He let that question repeat in his mind and realized that it made the white filly grow more frustrated that made her give a mean look at him, "Sorry... But what about you? Why try it if you know it hurts?"
"That's the point, I don't know why I tried it again, something just made me want to-aaahh!" She leaned too close off the bedside and slipped off the edge of her bed, landing head first on the dragon.
The two regained mobility shortly after and Sweetie caught a full glance of why Spike was covering himself; his member had fully erected like how it showed in the PlayPony Magazine. Spike sat up and accidently let the filly see his throbbing dragonhood about a foot away from her face. He scrambled to his feet the second after and covered himself, growing a very deep shade of red, "Sorry! Sorry! You definitely did NOT need to see that."
Another feeling seemed to soar through the unicorns mind that made her look down to her marehood again to notice it was wet. She felt a little sensation coming from that and it felt warm when she touched the liquid. She didn't notice the dragon had watched through that he grabbed at his member with one hand and slowly jerked a bit to that.
The dragon couldn't help but stare at her slits that she continued teasing herself to figure why she felt wet down there. He kept a very slow jerking motion on his erection that soon made him accidently give out a low moan that got the filly to stop what she was doing and look at the dragon that had a hand over his waist.
"What're you doing Spike?," she asked, peering her head sideways around the dragons body to see he was pulling his hand forward and backward on his member for another moment before he swiped his hand away to make it seem like he wasn't doing anything.
"Nothing, nothing...," he lied, putting his tail between his legs and growing more redder than he already was. He sighed and threw his head down, "Alright, I can't hold it in... You're pleasuring yourself, meaning you're getting a sexual attraction over me and you don't realize what that would mean in the end."
"I know what sex is Spike. I just didn't figure it fully at the time and once Rarity played with herself, I assumed that I completely knew what she was doing."
"That's actually another thing called...," he choked on his last word and wouldn't spat it out until Sweetie Belle grew a concerned look and looked down again to still figure what her body was doing below. "Masturbation," he spat out quickly, immediately covering his mouth since his instincts told him to.
"So let get this straight?," the filly asked eagerly, "If Rarity was actually feeling pleasured when she rubbed herself, would that mean that after awhile, pain would go away and I would start actually feeling more relieved instead of feeling hurt?"
Without thinking, Spike spitted out, "Yes."
"Ooohhh no wonder..."
"What do you-uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh... ... ..." He was silenced when he witnessed Sweetie Belle starting to now grind herself; eyes widened and having front row seats to watch in shock and awe.
She tried keeping as silent as she could as the pain spiked up through her mind, vigorously having her hoof circle around her marehood until the painful squeals turned into squeals of pleasure, causing her to breathe faster and faster till she reached a panting rhythm. She stooped when Spike had walked up to her with the most blank face that she would see with her time alone with him.
Thought that face didn't last long when Sweetie Belles curiosity boosted up, giving her the oppurtunity to ask a question that would drive anypony crazy, "Will you have sex with me," she asked with an eyebrow raised, not sure if that was a right question to ask or a bad one, but all in all, she felt it was right to ask.
Spikes eyes shifted away and back at the filly, "uuuuuuhhhhh...," he replied endlessly as he drooped his earfins down.
"I just want to know what it feels like is all," she begged, standing on all fours and plunging herself back on her bed, "In the magazine I read that sex is best in bed."
"Uuuuuuhhhhh huh," he solomnly answered, pondering around the room until a pillow was thrown at him and a small giggle echoed. He turned his head back and Sweetie tossed another at him and he caught it, then threw it back and missed. He forgot he was still hard and felt the pillow get tossed right at that area that sent a spark of pleasure up his spine. "Okay that's it." He leapt onto the bed and grabbed a pillow, covering Sweeties belly with it and keeping her pinned down, not realizing what position he got himself into.
Sweetie reached a hoof around and touched on his penis accidently, making him release a groan, "Didn't think your privates were sensitive like mine," she said.
"Why'd you touch there, I thought you wanted to change this into a pillow fight?"
"Well we both are in an awkward position aren't we Spikey." She saw that Spike was on top of her with a pillow inbetween their pressing stomachs, though she felt it was necessary for her next move.
'Okay that nickname is starting to get on my nerves, I mean whos idea was it to use it over and over again with a different pony?,' he asked himself in his mind - Interupted by Sweetie Belle lunging her face at his to connect her lips onto him.
Spike knew this was bad, but this time the kiss felt better than what Scootaloo had to offer to him, feeling the young mares tongue wanting to dance around in his mouth by colliding with shutted teeth; soon opening them for both their tongues to interact and for them both to shut their eyes.
Sweetie Belle thought that it was about time Spike had done an actual kiss with her since the last couple were either ended quickly or were never a serious one, but this was the perfect chance to earn him she thought to herself excitedly. She felt a bump tickling on her slits and guessed it was Spikes rod again, making her wonder again what sex would be like; they both were the same age, so it wouldn't feel weird, but considering they were different species didn't seem to concern her at all.
She pulled from the kiss, "So...?," she asked looking down at her and his private area poking at eachother.
Spike looked down at the same area and blushed deeply. He couldn't help but see the pink insides of the young mare that made his inner dragon go crazy with pride. He thought he'd might as well since he knew Scootaloo wouldn't find out... Or at least he thought she wouldn't. He tried to slide his dragonhood in, but Sweetie Belle gasped out right at the first inch entered her. "You okay?," he asked pulling out.
"No, I thought it wouldn't hurt since I already felt better more than pain." She reached her hoof lower and felt the area where Spike had penetrated, feeling nothing but a slick moisture dampening the fur on her hoof. "Strange... try that again?"
"Okay this is feeling weirder after each second," Spike told himself, taking command of Sweeties order and slowly pushing himself in before another shriek that he insistently muffled with his hand seared through the room. He ignored the muffled cries and kept pushing all the way in until his full length had punched through her no-longer virgin marehood.
When Sweetie stopped, the dragon removed his hand off her muzzle and looked her in the eyes, "You sure you up for this?"
"It doesn't feel as bad anymore, I'm actually starting to like the feeling." It actually still felt painful, but if Rarity was able to handle it, then she knew she could too.
Spike pulled back and pushed back in a little more quicker than the first one, feeling his hardened member grow harder with the blood rushing lightning fast through his veins and giving him an adrenaline like none other. He kept the very slow pace until Sweetie started releasing quick moans, knowingly his que to speed up quicker.
"This... does feel... good," she said emensly between quick breaths, smiling to the fact of getting an interaction with Spike in a way she would under-morosely expect. She felt heat below in her clit after each wave of pleasurable increasing speed came in and out of her. Afterwards, Spike had locked on for a speed and had Sweetie Belle wrap her front-legs around his neck while her hind ones were spreaded wider by the dragons own legs. "MMMMM!-," she moaned, instantly getting muffled by a deep kiss from Spike.
The reptile started pulling slowly, then slamming back in for a loud clapping sound after each slam, throwing himself as deep as possible into his partner. He placed both his hands on each side of Sweeties flank and lifted her lower waist off the bed a few inches and began slamming in again; not to mention pulling out from the kiss to catch their breath. Then without another minute to spare, he just suddenly stopped. Pulling out his dripping, slippery member and standing up on the bed, pulled Sweetie up to her hooves and turned her around so his face faced with her flank. He placed the tip on her clit and plunged in, causing the unicorn to fall on her front knees and scream into the pillow that was recently between them. Making a rhythm again with his thrusting speed, Spike reached his hands to the fillys shoulders and made himself go faster and faster.
"HHHHMMMMHHHHHFFPHHH!," Sweetie muffled with the pillow, taking every explosive push into her until she started getting tingly between her legs, causing her to without warning, climax which got the dragon to stop and pull out just before he bursted as well, both of them releasing their warm fluids on eachothers bodies and on the foot of the bed, then collapsing on the bed, panting and sweating that even their tongues stuck out.
They manuvered themselves on the bed so their faces were next to eachother, having a smile spreaded across their faces. "That wasn't... so bad... now was it?," Spike asked between breaths, "I mean... you did pretty... well."
"That... is something I can... get used to..." Sweetie cuddled herself with Spike and starting drifting to sleep, keeping that smile on her clean, cute face. The horn dimmed green again for the second time this night that even the lamp on the nightstand looked more dimmed.
'Luckily tomorrow's Saturday,' Spike jokingly said in his mind, falling asleep from losing all his energy and since it was 11:48 PM at night. 'But really... Why is everypony calling me Spikey? I thought only Rarity uses that nickname?'
Two fourth-wall breaks in the same chapter, but for the first time in the story, brilliant idea from Dr. Gear Switch!
You made your first clop scene Mr. Notch Steele, and I say it went well, not greatly, just well enough for readers to understand.
Hey! You're back! But do you think they'll find the two fourth-wall breaks you wanted to add in?
Nonsense, and if they didn't, the only hint I'll give is at the beginning of the clop and at the end of the clop, that's where the two are seperated.
Sweetie no longer virgin and neither is Scootaloo, now all that's left is Applebloom and Diamond Tiara.
NNNOOO! You weren't supposed to mention Diamond, that was to be a surprise one for a later chapter you ignorant boob!
Sorry! Sorry! What do we do!?
Nothing now... Cause now they know the road this is going...
You okay? Your mane is poofing up instead of it keeping its groomed shape.
Ze real doctor has arrived and zis more psycotic zhan ze other pitiful one.
Doc? Your mane is like a mad scientists shape, what is up with you?
Vhat zid I just say you low self-esteemed, self-indulgent assistant?
Okay that's just mean... Anyways, that's all guys, see you next chapter.
"Color the Pathway From Notch to Night!"
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"Destroy Your Sanity All You Readers!"
-G§
Two familiar dragons are coming all you readers, not to zhis story, vut one I'm willing to restart MUAHAHAHAHAHA!