The billowing steam flooding from the warm bath began to die away, revealing a purple dragon with a furious blush and a lavender mare with a sultry look in her eyes, unable to stop herself. Twilight began to walk towards the warm tub silently, Spike shaking slightly in nervousness.

"Uhm...T-twilight what's going on?" asked the purple drake as he was deposited inside the pleasantly heated water, his golden wrist guard being removed and put on the sink by a purple aurora.

Twilight's body refused to listen to her commands to stop and instead opted to widen its smirk.

"It's just a nice, warm, and enjoyable bath, Spike."

The lavender mare's muscles tensed as her body prepared to leap into the tub and begin enjoying herself with the bath. As the mare was about to leap, she noticed a slightly uneasy look in her dragonfriend's emerald eyes, the sight snapping her out of her unrestrained trance.

'Was I just about to do that? No, not like this. Spike must be incredibly nervous about the way I'm acting, and I promised myself I would never do anything he didn't want me to do.'

Twilight's seductive smirk turned back into the warm smile she always wore, and her eyes lost their sharpened look once they returned to the soft amethyst pools they were supposed to be. Spike visibly relaxed a bit upon seeing that the weird look on his marefriend's face disappeared, but what he didn't understand is why he felt slightly disappointed.

The lavender mare climbed into the bathtub, sighing as soon as her hooves touched the warm water, her thoughts being cleared of any tension they once held.

The bathtub itself was fairly big, being able to hold Twilight and Spike with a little extra room to spare. The couple was currently on separate ends of the tub, leaning slightly against the edge as their bodies sank further into the relaxing bath, the blushes on both of their faces still there, albeit a bit smaller.

Twilight pulled out a few shampoo bottles from the cabinet under the sink and began to pour a little bit on her wet mane, before looking at Spike with a slightly teasing smile before she spoke.

"Could you please help me with my mane, Spike?"

The dragon being questioned couldn't utter out a response as Twilight began to spin around so that her back faced Spike as she sat down, so he settled on giving a nod that no one even saw. He wadded his way through the water before coming to a stop behind his caretaker, beginning to lift his claws and start scrubbing Twilight's silky mane softly with his claws.

Twilight let out a sigh as Spike started to lightly scrub her scalp, enjoying the tending she was being given, and released a small groan of satisfaction as her dragonfriend began to subtly add a massage to her neck as he continued his scrubbing. Over time, Spike began to concentrate more on his massaging rather than the bathing, bringing more content sounds from his companion, and to say that he enjoyed them would be a horrifying understatement.

Twilight began to feel warmer all over her body, even warmer than the water she was sitting in, and slight shivers ran throughout her body at the pleasant feelings.

"Ooo, Spikey, when did you learn to do that?"

Spike didn't answer, too lost in his work to notice what she said, and simply put in even more effort. To him, every little groan he could get out of his lavender marefriend was fuel that drove his his skilled claws to increase their work.

Twilight's groans turned into little moans, and she began to feel funny, as if every little touch she felt was like a soft cushion being pressed against her.Ultimately, she decided that she should return the favor for Spike, so she lifted her little dragonfriend in her magical hold again and turned around to grab him in her hooves and pull him into an affectionate hug. Twilight then began to stroke his spines softly, coaxing out some sighs from the purple dragon as his eyes drifted shut, enjoying himself just like she had a few moments ago.

"Do you like that, love?" Twilight was practically cooing her question out, earning a lost nod from Spike as she continued to stroke her hoof through his head. Said hoof began to move down from the dragon's top spines and onto the ones running down his back until they stroked passed his tail spikes, causing the tail they were on to extend itself a little, before returning to the top to repeat the cycle.

The tub's water began to cool a little as the couple continued their light ministrations, eventually causing them to shudder a bit from the cold and to break away from each other momentarily.

Twilight levitated over a couple of towels for Spike and herself, but the couple instead wordlessly opted to dry each other off, blushes still burning hot on their cheeks.

"Thanks Twilight, my spines were a little sore from the day, but you pretty much cleared them up." said Spike with a smile on his snout.

"Your welcome, Spike, but you really outdid yourself with that massage, I bet they would let you join the spa if you were to ever try and sign up." Twilight's words were nothing but the truth, her back felt rejuvenated and all of the day's stress was gone.

"Maybe I will, but then I wouldn't be able to be around you." apparently the bath had reverted Spike from his nervous self back into his playful side.

"Good point, you wouldn't last five minutes." Twilight went along perfectly with their little game, her words bringing mock anger from her little dragon.

"Hey! I would!" Spike protested as he fastened his teleportation wrist guard back on.

"Tell me about one time since we admitted our feelings for each other that you haven't been at my side."

Spike lifted his claw with his index finger raised, his mouth slightly agape as if he was about to say something, but no words came to his mind since he couldn't find a single memory of not being at Twilight's side since his dream came true. In the end, he settled on crossing his arms and huffing out a 'Fine' before walking out of the bathroom, a smile still tugging at his lips even though he lost the playful argument, and Twilight followed closely behind him.

The couple entered their homely bedroom, one that they've known since they moved to Ponyville, only to find that it somehow felt different than a few days ago. To Twilight and Spike, the basket seemed farther then ever from the star riddled bed, it seemed like the basket didn't even belong there as anything more than a object that held good memories, not someplace to sleep.

Spike only had one reason to approach his old makeshift 'bed', he put his claws under his little mattress and searched around for something. Twilight watched with a craned neck as Spike pulled out his diary, excited at the idea of her dragonfriend sharing his private book with her.

The purple dragon teleported onto his new bed space with his diary still held firmly in his claw, and he began to pat the spot right next to him, beckoning Twilight to get onto the bed and lay down next to him. The lavender mare put critical interest into the book that Spike had brought along, never having seen it before other than a glimpse at the castle and looking at it from a horrible angle on the train.

"What kind of book is this one, Spike?"

"Well...its my diary," Twilight's eyes widened slightly at her suspicions being confirmed, but Spike just rubbed the back of his neck with a sheepish smile as he spoke again, "I found it back at Canterlot."

"I never knew you kept a diary." Twilight was restraining her curiosity from getting the better of her, just like her lust almost had a few moments back.

"The funny thing is that neither did I, I had forgotten all about it back when all of my memory suppression began.As you and Celestia studied at the archives on the first day we arrived at the castle, I started to walk around the aisles of bookshelves, eventually coming across this little thing."

Spike gestured towards the book he had put down, not exactly small enough to be called 'little', and picked it back up again.

"I wrote down a lot of things here when I used to have it, most of the pages I haven't even read yet, so I was wondering if you wanted to read along with me."

The little dragon already knew the answer to his question, because the moment he mentioned he wanted her to read along, Twilight's amethyst eyes lit up in excitement.

"I'd love to, Spikey."

With that said, Spike opened up the book to the first entry, having skipped to the middle the last time he had read, and began to read about how his day had been and what he had done. As the entries progressed though, Twilight and Spike noticed that the little dragon's writing had begun to detour from how his actual day had gone, being filled up with more and more thoughts on a certain lavender unicorn mare. There were multiple well drawn sketches, a few of wedding scenes depicting Spike in a tuxedo and Twilight in a bridal dress, those pictures brought out 'awws' from the lavender mare and hot blushes from Spike as he quickly tried to turn the page, only to be stopped by a glowing horn.

The couple had read quite a few entries by the time they reached a page that stood out from all the others. This entry took up both pages, which seemed to be in pristine conditions, a poem on the left page and a painting on the other. The painting was masterfully drawn, as if the drake had spent weeks drawing it out and coloring it in with the oil paints, depicting Twilight in deep purple royal regalia with her wings spread out and a crown resting on her horned head as the sun set behind her.

Spike was snapped out of his reading by a tear falling on his shoulder. He looked back to find Twilight with watery eyes and a wobbly smile only for a second before she leaned forward and caught the drake's lips in her own, causing the book to fall out his claws and onto the plush bed. Twilight broke away from their embrace in order to sniffle out a few words.

"I-I love you Spike, you've been the best friend I could ever have so far in my life, and now we get to try out what we've always wanted to do, but never could."

Twilight leaned back in again, but this time took hold of her dragonfriend in her forehooves as she rolled onto her back, still keeping the lip-lock in effect. Once she got into her position, Twilight parted her lips and turned her head slightly to the right as she she slid out her tongue, prodding lightly at Spike's teeth. The dragon took the hint and opened up his mouth in a similar fashion to his marefriend, letting her wet muscle in to caress against his, small traces of sweetness still lingering from the pastries they had eaten with Pinkie.

The couple's breathing started to pick up as their lips continued to massage against each other, only to be sped up further as Spike brought one of his claws up to his mare's mane, and the other up to her ear, gently rubbing the smooth skin. Twilight broke away from the kiss slowly as a hearty moan made its way through her throat, one that died away in a gasp as Spike shifted himself higher and began to nibble lightly on her sensitive ear.

Spike didn't exactly know what was going on, since the whole bathtub thing was entirely misleading to him, or how he knew that if he nibbled on her ear she would like it. One thing he was sure about was that he liked the sounds Twilight was making, so he decided to hand over control to his instincts for the time being.
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Twilight could feel something dribbling down her thighs and onto the bed sheets, the feeling made a fresh blush come to her face, but also began to demand more. She started to rub her hooves down Spike's sides, causing him to shudder, before she pulled him down gently. The dragon was finally able to look at his marefriend in the face since he started his ministrations, and could see that behind the warm look in her eyes, was a spark of the same look he had seen when Twilight urged him into the bathroom's tub. The look aside, he could smell something funny in the air, something strong and, weirdly, enticing, urging him to seek out its source.

"What is it, Spikey? Do you smell something?" Twilight's voice was its usual playful self, but it was now intermixed with an undertone that told Spike she knew exactly what he was looking for. His head began to seek out the smell, lowering down from his marefriend's face and trailing down until it reached a spot right between her slightly parted hind legs, causing his heart to almost burst out of his chest.

His eyes sat upon Twilight's glistening marehood, the delicate folds covered in the fruit of Spike's efforts, and he couldn't move away his gaze, even if he wanted to, he wouldn't be able to. The smell was more concentrated now that he was facing directly where it was coming from, intoxicating him into further losing himself in his urges.

Twilight looked closely as Spike began to lean a little closer to her, the feeling of wonderful anticipation causing her to fidget with her fore hooves a little, until, finally, the drake took a broad lick, slightly parting her folds as he took in some of the strange fluids, causing a yelp that quickly turned into a throaty moan to escape the mare.

Spike thought that the fluids he drank up would taste weird, knowing where they were coming from, but quickly found himself relishing their bittersweet flavor, so he dove back in for more. The dragon now had his snout slightly past his marefriend's folds, teasing the sensitive pink flesh within, as he lapped up everything that came out from her and became even further drunken by the large amounts of the musky scent he was breathing in.

Twilight had her eyes sealed shut, concentrating on the the new feelings that her dragonfriend was putting her through, enjoying every last second, even as a tight pressure began to build in her belly.

Spike began to notice that if he licked higher than where he currently was, Twilight's moans would get louder than usual, so he shifted his head a little higher and concentrated on a little bump he had found.

Twilight's moans became screams that threatened to wake up the neighbors as Spike wrapped his forked tongue around her little nub, and she began to pound the bed with her fore hooves as the pressure building inside of her reached a point that was almost unbearable, and then, it all broke loose as Spike finally pushed her over her limit.

"S-Spike!"

Spike felt something warm begin to dribble out of his marefriend's folds, so he desperately suckled away at them, trying to catch all of the sweet tasting treat he was nourishing on at the moment. Twilight's flow began to slow down in sync with her breathing, and she just stared down at her lover, a goofy grin on her face.

"Heh...now...now it's...your turn, Spikey."

Spike's eyes widened at the lavender mare's statement before he was enveloped in a purple glow that put him leaning back against a few pillows. Twilight approached her dragonfriend, kneeling down so that her head rested on Spike's chest. The mare began to make her way up his chest in a trail of smooches, licks, and the occasional light tug with her teeth, and she began to use one of her hooves to rub little circles in Spike's soft belly.

Twilight reached the dragon's lips again and started another lip-lock, finding that her taste still lingered in her lover's mouth, as she began to lower her rubbing hoof a little by the second. The lavender mare pulled her tongue away slightly to lull Spike into a false sense of security, and, just as the little drake began to push into her mouth, she lowered her hoof completely and began rubbing up and down right between Spike's legs.

Spike jerked forward at the sudden rush he got from Twilight's touch, a feeling that he very much wanted to feel more of, and more is what he got. Twilight's hoof began to trace up and down Spike's enlarging member, feeling the ridges that it had on its side and coming off from the pointed tip, causing Spike to start moaning out her name as soon as they parted lips.

The drake managed to will one of his eyes open, only to see Twilight staring directly at him with a smoldering look in her eyes and a slightly open mouth. Just as it dawned on Spike on what she was about to do, the lavender mare leaned her head down and sealed her lips halfway down his member and began to bob her head up and down, still looking at Spike in the eyes.

Spike was beginning to lose himself completely, his claws moving seemingly on their own to the top of Twilight's head, pushing her down slightly. The mare didn't need to be hinted twice as she took the rest of the dragonhood in her mouth, swirling her tongue around its sides as it prodded her throat slightly.

Just as the pressure was beginning to build up in Spike, Twilight pulled away completely from her partner, causing all that the dragon had built up to die down, much to his chagrin. He was about to ask what had happened until he saw that Twilight had placed herself on her back again, her hind legs spread, and her marehood completely exposed to the little dragon.

Spike began wobble over to his marefriend, his current situation not making it easy to walk, and just looked up at her with eyes that were full of silent questions. Twilight took notice of her dragonfriend's eyes and, with a slight nod, began to speak in a voice devoid of the undertone it was carrying a couple of moments ago.

"It's okay, Spikey, I'm sure I want to go through with this. Do you?"

Spike couldn't pass a response out through his lips, so he just decided to nod his head, as he began to position himself at her entrance. The little drake grabbed Twilight's forehooves in his claws, as he looked up and received the final okay from Twilight.

With a deep breath, Spike began to push himself inside his marefriend, finding no problem sliding in due to the excess amounts of lubricants on both of them and the pointed tip of his member, moaning in time with her as her inner walls began to clench around him. After going in for about three inches, Spike pulled back out until only the pointed tip stayed inside, and then pushed back in again, a bit deeper than last time. He suddenly hit a small amount of resistance in his path, and a small grunt of pain escaped Twilight's lips, causing Spike to cast a worried glance up at her.

"What's wrong, Twilight? Did I mess something up?"

"N-no, Spike, this is just a part of how it goes on the first time. Now, you're going to have to push past that little spot, so pull back and then push back in. Hard."

"But, that'll hurt you, Twilight."

"It's okay, Spike, just be sure to push quickly and don't stop if I say anything, okay?"

Spike was still unsure about what was going on, but relented with a nod and and began to pull back out. As soon as he was out of her, Spike rammed himself back into Twilight, breaking past her barrier and deeper into her. The lavender mare let out a yelp of pain, a stinging sensation on her inside bothering her, but it began to melt away as Spike began to get a rhythm with his thrusts, replacing the pain with the pleasure that she earned through it.

Twilight's breathing began to pick up its pace in time with her dragonfriend's constant prodding, her inner walls beginning to convulse slightly at the feeling of being full. Nothing could escape either of the partners lips other than their moans and yelps of pleasure, and nothing really needed to be said.

Both companions began to feel the familiar feeling that they had gotten a few moments ago, the feeling of pressure building inside of them, getting stronger for each time Spike slid in and out of his lavender love, adrenaline fueling his muscles as they were pushed past their limit.

Spike's grip on his marefriend's hooves tightened as the pressure that had been built up inside of him finally found an outlet, being pumped into the currently, slightly, thrashing librarian mare's womb, warming her up from the inside out. At the end of his peak, Spike collapsed onto Twilight's stomach, causing a little of his seed to gush out of her, feeling tired out all of the sudden.

Twilight levitated Spike off of her belly and floated him over to her hooves, snuggling with him as she pulled over the dry side of the blankets on her bed before whispering into his ear.

"Thanks, Spikey, that was fun."

"Yeah, fun."

"What? Is something on your mind?"

"Nah...well yeah, it's just that...aren't babies born by doing the things we just did?"

"Well, in other cases, yes, but I doubt I could get pregnant from you without any magical assistance. Why, do you want a baby already." Twilight took on her playful tone again, teasing at Spike.

"No! Well, maybe. I don't know, Twilight, why do you put me on the spot like this?"

"Hehehe, relax Spikey, I was just kidding. Mostly."

"Well, I'll think about it, okay?"

"You mean it?"

"Of course, Twilight, would I kid about something like this?"

"Yes."

"Good point, well goodnight Twilight, love you."

"Goodnight, Spikey, I love you too."

And so, the mare and the dragon fell into sleep once again, deep in thought about what today had held for them, and what the future might hold. Their dreams were littered with wedding chapels, cribs, and lots of familiar ponies, it was what they wished for, and what they hoped to have.

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY AREN'T HERE!"

"Miss Dash, please keep your voice down, and I have already told you, Miss Sparkle and her dragon assistant have already left for Ponyville a couple of hours ago."

"Man, that is so not cool, I had to fly all the way over here and it just turns out that she already left."

"Yes, that's correct, would you like to fly back to Ponyville, or should I arrange for a guest room at the castle."

"Yeah, get me one of the guest rooms, my wings are still sore from that rush over here."

"Very well then, I'll be taking my leave."