Spike
The Murdok residence certainly livened up a lot while Maxxis and Dameion were gone. And by livened up, I meant became hostile as all tartarus. I should elaborate, however, that this is mostly my fault. You see, I may have let it slip that Arma had done...things, to me. Needless to say, Luna didn’t take too kindly to that.
Which explains the flying dishes and furniture right now.
“VILE LIZARD!!! WE SHALT SKIN YOU ALIVE!!!” Luna’s eyes practically glowed a sickening violet as she seethed, throwing knives at Arma who rolled behind that red leather couch from earlier. The woman returned fire with a couple well thrown plates that smacked Luna in the mouth, causing my marefriend to snort in murderous intent.
“Baby, please calm down!” I cried out from the staircase. I ‘meeped’ when she turned around and growled at me, but I held my ground(and my cover). “You gotta calm down, Mooncakes.” I tried, but ducked behind the wall as more knives flew past where my head once was.
“Anytime you wanna stop destroying my shit would be nice, you fucking horse! We didn’t even do anything!” Arma yelled in frustration, trying to peek her head over the couch. She had to duck in order to avoid a deadly barrage of plastic cups thrown at breakneck speeds.
This ends now.
I stepped out from my cover- “He meant ‘hiding spot’.”- and quickly approached my mare. She sensed me, whirling around on her hooves in order to blast me with a vicious looking peeler. I got to her first.
Wasting not a second, I put my hand on her horn and pulled her mouth onto mine. Her eyes went wide and she even tried hitting me with her hooves and turning her head. Cute...but not effective. I unleashed the four feet of tongue in my mouth, sliding it into her mouth as she gave a couple rebellious grunts.
Those same grunts morphed into moans over time, and she dropped the nine-hundred-forty-seven weapons she had suspended in her magic. I devastated her mouth with my tongue, feeling up her sharp incisors and dominating her tongue outright.
She melted.
I had to catch her during her descent, but that didn’t mean I had to stop kissing her, right? Of course it did.
I departed from docking station Luna, feeling her pant heavily as I did. Her cheeks were blushing profusely, and her mouth was curved up in a lost smile of bliss. I smiled at my handiwork.
“You forgive me, Mooncakes?” I asked gloomily.
“....Ahehoohahaiho!” Luna laughed unintelligibly, somehow lost in pleasure. I shook my head and rolled my eyes, getting up from my knelt down position and walking towards the door.
“Hooooold on now,” Arma called out, making me turn around just before I reached my destination, “You’re just gonna leave me here with all this mess and your crazy girlfriend!? You’re out of your mind if you think I’ll agree to that!” Arma stomped her foot for emphasis, which served to knock Luna out of her love-drunk stupor.
“Whuh, hunh?” Luna took one look at me by the door and glared. “And where do you think you’re going, Spike!?” Her icy glare narrowed, looking more like Nightmare Moon than my Luna.
“Out?” I tried with a shrug of my shoulders. Like ta- you know what, these guys say ‘hell’ in the same context, so I’m just gonna switch over to that because reasons. Luna didn’t find my explanation to be satisfactory.
I could tell by the butcher knife she held in her telekinetic grip.
“You have yet to explain thyself to Us! Thou aren’t departing from this abode until proper clarification on what transpired in the washroom is obtained!”
“Agh, you crazy bitch, fine! If it’ll stop you from remodelling my fucking house, I’d take a shit on Lady Crimson’s face!” Arma swore as she hopped over the couch and sat on it, wincing as she felt a tack poke one of her scales. She lifted a butt cheek and flicked the offending paper puncturing device away.
“I tried jumping his sexy ass, but he knocked me out by accident with a neck chop. I’m ashamed, seeing as how I was beaten so easily, even though I was overcome with my heat.” Arma explained with crossed arms and a turned head, a childish pout on her mouth.
“We weren’t aware that those of Dragon-kind experienced estrus.The timing for said effect is odd compared to the seasons. Where we ponies experience this during Spring, it seems Summer is the time for when your eggs are most fertile.” Arma’s red face did little to hide her embarrassed blush as she shifted her legs a little bit.
“Whatever!” She yelled, “Just go with your husband already!” Luna’s face became red as well as she stammered all over the place, simultaneously being pushed by an embarrassed Arma towards me. I smiled.
“Ladies, please. There’s enough Spike to go around!”
“SHUT UP!!!”
Luna had taken to nearly suffocating my right side as we walked down the street and into the city’s bazaar. Anthro Dragons walked about, the smell of various spices and wares- metal or not- wafting through the air. I was forced to administer scratches to her head for my unruly behavior with Arma, but I knew she just wanted some attention from her man!
Deciding to tease her a little bit, I stopped scratching. She was still looking forward, but I could see her face deform into a frown. I chuckled.
“We don’t recall punishment being funny, Spike. Administer thine fingers to mine scalp, or I shall administer mine hoof to thine-”
“My punishment....your pleasure...” I whispered sultrily into her ear. She shivered at my proximity, but I got something else she’d be shivering for!
I slipped one in and her eyes shot open. I stopped walking and put a hand over her mouth, letting her moan into it. Some of the passersby turned their ugly heads at us, but with a quick invisibility spell I was able to hide my appendage. Luna was furious as I let go of her mouth.
“Wiggle.*
She tensed up again, her tirade being stopped short. I glared at her victoriously, stopping my finger on my now invisible hand from moving. She let out a shaky breath, a clear indication that she’s getting some, if not then a lot, of pleasure from this.
Now I know what you’re all thinking: “Spike, when did you become so bold!? When did you become so indecent!?”
Well, around the time I was banished for not doing anything. That, and the fact I fucking-instead of bucking-ate twenty sentient beings. That’s about when it went uphill.
Pressing my luck, I bent over so that I was in her ear again. “How long’s it been since a male last touched you, Mooncakes, hmm?” I wiggled the finger and nibbled her ear, making her blush deepen as she let out a moan. “How bad did you long for a moment like this, a moment where I’d touch you for the wonderful mare you are?”
“S...S-Spike!” Luna clenched a little harder, letting me know my ministrations weren’t for naught. I kept nibbling her ear lobe as we walked through the bazaar, countless Anthros sending me dirty looks for the things I was doing to Luna.
I guess they don’t like the four-legged ones. Oh well, their loss! She whimpered as a jet of her juices squirted out over my hand, making me chuckle and remove my appendage.
Time to tease her some more.
I bought said hand to my mouth and waited until Luna was looking, before giving it a long and and slow lick from wrist to fingertips. I made sure none of her residue was left before smirking at her seductively.
“Tastes like love, passion and lust. You’re nethers are perfect.” I purred.
*POMF!!!*
Ohohoho! What have we here!?
Luna tried to make herself as small as possible, but it’s hard to do when you’re an alicorn princess whose mane is literally made of magic and stars. And having a thirty-one foot wingboner doesn’t make it easier.
“C-c-c-cease these heinous deeds at once, Spike the Dragon!” Luna yelled at me, which worsened it for her as I slipped two in.
She...no joke...whinnied. That’s right, a big winning whinny! I must of hit a good spot for her to be convulsing like this! Hell, these contractions are vice-like. After what felt like forty seconds of Luna rubbing one out, I began twirling my fingers inside of her, being careful not to scrape so hard. This lasted for another twenty seconds before I felt her climax coming again, so I promptly slid my fingers out.
She growled in sexual frustration while I laughed in amusement. Time to tease her again!
“Oh...Do you want me to stop?” I asked smugly while rubbing her backside, taking a few gropes of the pudgy but fit thing. She shuddered-and minutely turned her butt so that I might accidentally slip back in- and glared at me.
“What an asinine thing to say! W-We desire no such thing!” Playing hard-to-get are we?
“Then why are these wings extended, hmmm?” I started massaging her left wing, making sure to touch every nook and cranny. Her legs wobbled seismically, making me chuckle again. “They even twitch when I touch them. Such a lewd body you have, Luna.”
“Our body is not leEEP!!!” I think she was going to say lewd, but it became a shrill whine as I slipped my fingers back in. She stopped walking, which is okay seeing as how we exited the bazaar and were currently standing in a wide expanse of open field. It’s strange how fast time flies when you’re having fun.
“I’m sorry?” I asked innocently.
“Thou art a vile beast! A villain most foul! A pox upon you, Spike the Dragon, for the public humiliation thou hast made Us endure!” Luna yelled as she tried turning on her hooves to blast me in the face with a spell.
Ah Ah Ah! None of that!
As Rainbow Dash would say: “One in the stink, go!”
Her horn lost all color as she fell to her side, taking me along with her. In the soft patch of grass we found ourselves in, she whimpered and nuzzled my arm.
“Enough teasing! Please, Spike, I-”
“Are you two done?”
We both snapped up, quickly losing the color in our faces as we came face to face with a pair of scaly legs. Looking up, I could see the frowning face of Dameion Setsuya.
“Er-Um-Guh, Hi?” I offered. He scowled.
Does this guy ever smile?
“What are you two doing out here? Don’t you know there’s a dangerous tournament going on right now? You could’ve been challenged by anything and anyone walking through the bazaar, and you probably would have died.” The Anthro went on as he crossed his arms and looked down on us.
“Sorry, this is the first I’ve heard of it! And why are you out?” I asked suddenly, turning the question back on him. Last time I checked, Spike the Dragon doesn’t answer to anyone save for Mooncakes!
“B-because....Because I participated in a fight and won.” He scratched the back of his head nervously, refusing to make eye contact with us for some reason. Oh yeah, something’s definitely up with this guy!
“Then why do you seem so down about it? You won, right?” I asked while standing up.
“Oh he won, alright.” All three of us turned our heads to see a hooded figure approaching us with long strides. “It’sss who he won againssst that hasss the fucker down.”
“What the hell is going on!?” I demanded from Dameion, who seemed to lost in apprehension to register my question. I shook his shoulder, snapping him out of his trance.
“What?”
“Who did you fight?” I asked with worry in my voice.
“It...It was Maxxis Murdok.” Dameion said in defeat, making me drop my jaw. He...he killed him? Oh horseapples.
“Ha! You ssshould've ssseen the way he wasss ssscared for hisss life! He feared the sssister and what ssshe would have done to him, ssshould he ever tell her, that isss. The ssspinelesss coward wasss thinking about hightailing it out of here!” The hooded figured laughed, making me frown and snarl.
“And who the fuck are you, pal!? What give your the right to speak to him like that, snake-spit!”
It hissed at me angrily.
“Spike!” Dameion called, making me turn my head to face him. “He’s Fei-Kuu, and he killed my teacher. Granted, she had been lying to me for a while, but he killed someone who was a master with magic. It’d be best to take him on together.”
I nodded and focused on contacting Vorvin.
“The fuck do you want? I was rubbing one out.” I rolled my eyes and asked him about the Crimson Reaper and how to use it. He laughed at me. “You. Stupid. Shit. I performed the spell in your Magic Core, which means in a world where magic is plentiful and familiar. You can’t use such a high-level technique right now!”
“THEN WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU SHOW ME THAT LOAD OF MANURE!!!???”
“Teh lulz?”
I facepalmed.
“Alright, then how about I show you a single-element Reaper? It’s called Efreet, and it’s Fire-based. Think of something that sets your heart on fire and the sword should manifest for you without any trouble. Will it look as cool as Crimson Reaper? Nah, but that’s the price of convenience.”
I did as he said and sure enough, a flaming pillar of green fire erupted from my right palm. I grabbed it, and it automatically shaped itself into a broadsword like the ones the Royal Guard would use. I gave the sword a few twirls before smiling.
“Oh, and if Dameion is there, tell him that I’m free on Saturday~!”
I hastily cut the communication after that, shaking my head and looked at the hooded figure.
“Do you normally ssshout thingsss into the heavensss?” He asked amusedly, making me frown. I had thought my outburst was in my head the entire time.
“Shouting to the heavens, you say? No, but I could go for another snake burger.” I said darkly, watching as the Anthro hastily took off his hood in unmatched fury.
“You did that to my sssoldiersss!? Ohhohoh, I’m gonna enjoy breaking every bone in your body!!!”
And with that, Fei-Kuu charged us.
Ten Minutes Later...
Our brawl had gone from the countryside back to the bazaar. Dameion and I were currently plastered upside down in the wreckage of a stand that used to sell fish. From our awkward positioning, you can guess that we’re getting our plots handed to us.
“We’re getting our asses handed to us!” Dameion exclaimed angrily as he used his hands to backflip out of the wreckage. I stuck to unrolling myself the slow way and standing up, slapping a cod of my shoulder.
“I never dreamed it would be thisss easssy!” Fei-Kuu’s muscular body rippled in the sunlight as he brought two fists near his face in a fighting stance I didn’t recognize. “It’sss almost like I’m fighting a pair of blind kittensss! Ha!” He laughed at us mockingly.
I looked at Dameion with a frown, which he mimicked as he looked back at me. Nothing else needed to be said.
We were getting serious.