‘Well this was unexpected...’ Discord thought as he gazed upon Spike, who was on his bed, stroking his member to a rather explicit edition of the Power Ponies comic.

The draconic cock throbbed in Spike’s claws as he rapidly pumped, its tip leaking pre as his fingers ran across the bumps underneath it, slightly shuddering every time he came back to the head, brushing against the ridges, and briefly pausing when he grounded himself at the knot.

‘Oh. My. Chaos. He’s huge! He might even be bigger than me...’ Discord marveled at the sheer size of it.

After several minutes of staring, Discord was snapped out of his gaze and wiped the drool from his mouth. He looked down to his own member coming out to play, and, with his horny mindset, he hatched a little plan.

He slowly crawled into the room, making sure to keep hidden as he went, which was made easy by the fact that Spike was so focused on his ‘literature,’ and as he got closer, he finally got a good look at the dragonhood before him. It really was larger than his, if only by a few inches at best, and he was impressed. He couldn’t help but lick his lips at the sight of it’s thickness, imaging how it would taste.

He quickly took the head into his mouth and started sucking on it, to which Spike gasped and bucked his hips at the new feeling around his pulsing cock. The drake tossed the comic aside and looked to see what was giving him this new sensation, and his eyes nearly bulged out of his head when he saw who the culprit was.

“D-D-DISCORD! WHAT THE HAY ARE YOU DOING!”

Completely ignoring the shouts ringing in his ears, Discord just kept slurping on the first few inches of the dragon’s shaft. His attention focused on the magnificent, throbbing meat in his mouth, enjoying the subtle sounds of Spike doing his best not to moan in pleasure, surely trying to figure out what was going on, but, as per his plan, all the dragon could do was sit back and let him have his way.

Spike felt his member twitching as his orgasm appeared on the horizon, unconsciously starting to buck his hips, forcing more of his cock into the chaotic spirit’s mouth, to which Discord smirked, making sure to drag his tongue clear across the base as he slowly pull off the delicious appendage.

“Hm, for such a young dragon, you turned out to have some big surprises,” Discord smirked, licking his lips.

Spike groaned as he tried to calm himself down and distract himself from the minor pain of his new blue balls, which was rather easy, seeing that he really wanted to know what Discord was thinking. “Why the hay did you do that, Discord! That’s fucking gay!” Spike shouted, scooting to the other side of the bed and doing his best to avoid any contact with his overly sensitive member.

“So what if it is? You were enjoying it, weren’t you?” His smirk grew as he saw Spike’s face turn a deeper shade of purple.

“I don’t swing that way! It’s just too strange for me!” He growled as he crossed his arms and looked away in a huff.

Discord could tell that Spike was really upset by what he’s done. Now, usually, Discord wouldn’t care about how the little whelp felt about him, but something was different this time, and the immortal spirit snapped his finger as another idea came to him.

“Alright. How about I do something to make it a lot more comfortable?” Discord asked with a grin.

“I think it’s too late for that,” he said, not looking at the entity behind him.

“Alright. I’ll leave you alone. We’ll act like this never happened,” Discord said, making it sound as if he’s left the room.

Spike sighed, looked back to his twitching member, “guess I should get back to dealing with you.”

“Are you sure, Spikey?” A different voice called out from behind the drake, making him freeze in place, “I’m sure I can help!”

Spike’s eyes were wide as he snapped his head around to see the bouncing pink menace known as Pinkie Pie jumping up and down at the foot of the bed.

“Wait what? Pinkie? When did... How did... What are you doing here?” He asked, extremely confused.

“Oh Spikey, I have ways to get into everypony’s house! It helps when I’m planning super special secret surprise parties!” She said, jumping onto the bed and causing him to flip in the air, luckily landing with his back on the pillow.

After the drake reoriented himself, he quickly covered himself up. “That’s... odd, Pinkie... Anyways, I’m kinda busy right now... so maybe you could come back a little bit later...”

“Aw, come on, Spikey! No need to be shy! That’s what I came over for, after all,” she said, pointing to his hands that were desperately trying to cover up his member. “So how about letting me take care of your big friend, there... after all, I just LOVE making new friends feel welcome.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Spike said, his cheeks darkening at the thought of one of his friend giving him a blowjob.

“Don’t worry, Spike. This’ll just be between you and me,” she said, tackling him and locking her lips against his own.

Spike struggled for a moment before closing his eyes, giving in to the sensation, and kissed her back. Though it wasn’t long before Pinkie broke the kiss with a huge smile on her face. “And that was only the beginning~” she cooed as she started making her way down to his twitching dragonhood.

Spike gasp as Pinkie gave it a teasing lick. “Yummy! Your fun-stick taste amazing!” Without another word, she went back to lick and suck on her treat.

Spike gasped and instinctively placed his hands on the back of Pinkie’s head, pushing her down a little bit more, while Pinkie tried to take as much of him into her mouth as she could, she gagged before getting even a third of it in. Her eyes quickly flickered to a golden, crimson red, and she began taking in more, her tongue running laps over the tip as it caused a bulge in her throat.

“Wow, Pinkie. You’re amazing!” He panted as the feeling from before came back with avengeance.

Pinkie rapidly stroked the base of his meat with her hooves as she pulled her mouth off of his shaft. “Are you about to cream, Spikey?” The tone of her voice changed ever so slightly, as did the colors of her eyes. “Do it~! Fire off your party canon~!”

Spike’s eyes rolled back as he finally released his pent up cum, sending several white jets of cum into the air, landing on the pink party pony’s mane.

“Ooh~ Don’t want to waste such tasty frosting!” She said, aiming the tip to her open mouth, moaning as she tasted the draconic seed.

Pinkie’s lower lips were quivering with delight as she swallowed her fill of the dragon’s icing, and, once the last bits of it came out, Spike’s body went limp, panting heavily from the massive orgasm. Even his twitching mess of a penis began to retreat, but not without getting one, last, teasing kiss from the party pony.

“Wow...” was all Spike could manage as he laid there, completely spent.

“Sweet dreams, Spikey,” Pinkie whispered, giving him one final kiss before tucking him in and quietly leaving the room, closing the door shut behind her.

Once on the other side, Discord smirked and returned to his original form, still with some of Spike’s cum covering his face, horn, and antler. He scooped some of it up with his claws and licked it clean, his member now throbbing painfully between his legs.

“Guess I’ll have to deal with that now,” he said, teleporting himself to his personal, temporary room inside the castle.

Spike yawned as he awoke from his dreams, stretching his arms as he rose from the bed, “mmm. That was the best nap I’ve ever had.”

It was only then that the smell of musk hit his nose, alerting him of the sticky puddles on his sheets. He quickly took them off the bed and threw them into the hamper as he made his way to the shower. As he stepped out, he noticed a new aroma he couldn’t quite place; it was out of this world, and he followed it to the kitchen, only to wince once he saw who was bringing the platters of food out to the dining room table.

“Uh, Discord... What are you doing?” Spike asked, walking over to the table, only now realizing that it was covered in delicious looking meals.

“Ah, Spike! Good to see that you’re among the living.” He chuckled and gave the drake a noogie.

“Hey!” Spike said, struggling to get out of the attack, but it didn’t last long as Discord sat him down and went about getting the table ready.

“I figured I’d make us some lunch, seeing how you’ve been asleep all day and missed breakfast,” he said, taking off his toque and apron.

“Uh, wow... thanks,” he said as he took his seat at the table, his eyes dancing across the many different options before him.

Discord smiled as he sat across the table from him, already stacking up his plate and eating away. Spike did the same, but at a more refined pace, and, after taking a few bites, he quickly realized that everything had gems cooked into them! But not just regular gems; they were perfectly flavored, seasoned, aged, and cooked gems, all wonderfully matching the foods they were within, causing shivers to run through his spine with every delicious bite.

“This. Taste. Amazing!” Spike shouted as he started stacking up his plate with more.

Discord couldn’t help but giggle at his reaction, “why thank you, Spike. You seem to be in a much better mood than when I first got here.”

Spike swallowed a mouth full of his ruby sandwich as blushed a bit, “yeah, let’s just say that I’ve been having some stuff on my mind, and it didn’t help that I was being forced to go along with this, you know?”

“I understand, Spike. We were both in overly sour moods about being stuck with each other for the week.” Discord nodded, “but I’ve been thinking about what Fluttershy said to me, and I’m willing to give this a try, if not just for her sake.”

“Well, maybe it won’t be so bad... as long as you don’t try to pulling any weird pranks me or anything,” Spike said with a bit of a sharp glare.

“Trust me, Spike. After some... thinking... I found that pranking you would be the last thing I’d want to do,” Discord said, licking his lips at the thought of what happened that morning. “And so I swear, on my magic, that I won’t prank you at any point this week.”

Spike thought about it for a moment, mostly the part about Discord making a promise over his magic, which, if one were being honest, is the very thing that makes Discord... Discord. Along with the memory of how badly he turned out when Tirek removed it from him... and for him to swear on that, made him believe that he was actually being genuine.

Well, that and the fact that Spike knew he couldn’t do anything about it if he wasn’t telling the truth, “okay. I believe you. Maybe you can start by cleaning up after whatever kind of party you had, after I hunkered down in my room.”

“Oh, yes. That... It was more about venting some boredom than anything else...” Discord said with a wave of his claw. “It won’t take long to clean,” he said, just before dumping the mountain of food on his plate straight down his gullet, followed by him munching on the plate.

With but a snapped his fingers, the being of insanity instantly changed dressed to a rather risque maid outfit, posing as he stood before the drake. “Perfect!”

Spike’s jaw dropped at the sight, but quickly covered his eyes. “Why are you wearing that?!”

“Something wrong, Spike? This’s how I always do my cleaning,” he said as innocently as he could.

“Ugh... Fine. Just go get started, already,” he replied, motioning for him to leave.

“As you wish, Master Spike,” he answered with a smirk, vanishing from the room.

Once Spike was sure he was gone, he sighed in relief, “is it just me, or has Discord acting weird... well, weirder than usual,” his mind went back to the incident that he hoped was a dream... of homosexual fellatio, but he quickly pushed it away with a shiver.

And so he went back to eating his lunch, enjoying every bite of it, and, once he’d eaten his fill, he started putting away the dishes and storing the leftovers for later consumption. After the food was cleared away, he decided to check on Discord’s progress, and found a clear answer as he went.

“Wow, he really does work fast,” Spike said to himself in amazement, impressed that the castle looked as clean as it was when it first made.

He wandered around for a good few minutes, trying to find the spirit to thank him, but he simply couldn’t find him. That was until he passed by a door to one of the many dens and heard a soft, feminine moan from the other side. His frills shot straight up as the sexual moan echoed in his head, urging him to put his ear to the door and listen as another moan followed suit.

Spike blushed, but pressed his ear closer to the door, trying to figure out who was on the other side, but as he placed more weight against it, it flew open from underneath him. A loud shriek filled the air and Spike looked up from where he laid, shock and awe plastered on his face.

Author's Notes:

Another chapter down! This one with some clop~! This story mostly focus's on the clop so that is why some things are rushed~

And for the most part the next few chapter will have some kinda clop. Hope you all are enjoying it so far.

Read this for more story info~