//------------------------------// // Happy, Happy Mares // Story: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic -- Off The Record // by The King of Hearts //------------------------------// //// Happy, Happy Mares //// Morning had almost broke, and the only pony who seemed to be up, was the one nopony would have guessed. Rainbow Dash had adjusted to a very different sleep schedule since she started her job at the castle, and probably wasn’t going to break out of it easily. That wasn’t such a bad thing though, since it gave her so much more time in the morning. It meant she could always be up before Alex, and that she could sometimes surprise him with breakfast in bed, or make herself presentable for him before he woke up… Geez, she was sounding a little TOO girly right now. But, being honest with herself, she didn’t give a crap. She was going to be a mare for him. And that sounded so amazing. It surprised her when she learned Rarity had the same attitude toward men in that way. They both wanted to be wives, and they both wanted to make their partners as happy as possible, because it made them happy... It made her sound like some kind of old-fashioned mare from sixty or seventy years ago. But, who cared? Clearing her head, Dash simply stared up at the ceiling, slightly unable to move. Last night for her and Alex had been a… passionate one. And she knew better than anyone, that she wouldn’t be walking straight for a day or two. It was a small price to pay, however, and she would pay it many times in a row. Of course, it had crossed her mind to ask Alex to maybe fix her up a bit with a spell, but discarded the thought as it was too embarrassing. Maybe she could just find an excuse to stay in bed all day. Rolling over, she looked over the sleeping form Alex, her coltfriend. Coltfriend? No. That didn’t sound like enough. What would be a batter name for him to her? Her lover? Her soul mate? Her other-half? Those names were getting a little lamer as it went… Her partner? Her world? Her… Everything? Sitting up on to her side, she examined him closely and couldn’t help but cringe. His body was covered in scars from their numerous adventures. She could see where the hole had been ripped through his cheek a thousand years ago, when Nightmare Moon was first defeated. He had a feint circle in his chest, where Dax had been run through with the pole, along with many more nicks and cuts from what she assumed was his time with the changelings. Tracing a hoof across his chest scar, she felt a rush as his heart beated into har arm. It was his life, right here… It was right here with her right now, and it made her feel so safe. Crawling up to him, she put her head on his chest, and just listened. Ba-Bump. Ba-Bump. Ba-Bump. Kneading the side of her head into his chest, she reached up and put her right hoof on to his shoulder, and closed her eyes. She could sleep like this no problem. //// Rarity opened her eyes and looked for the arm that she usually held over her shoulder. Where was Spike? Sniffing for a moment, she immediately knew he had gone to make her breakfast in bed. She always loved it when he jumped up and down to do these things for her. “Rarity!” Spike called, walking into the room, levitating a silver platter with some pancakes, a nicely arranged pile of hay, and a glass of orange juice, “I made you breakfast!” “Hush, Spike,” Rarity said, sitting up and smiling sweetly to him, “There’s no need to be so loud, so early in the morning.” “Oh, yeah,” Spike said, scratching the back of his head and smiling sheepishly, “I just wanted you to be awake is all…” “I’m always awake, Spike,” She grinned, levitating the platter away from him, and placing it in front of her, “But I’m happy you did this for me.” “No problem,” Spike smiled, quietly watching her enjoy her breakfast, still standing in the doorway. Over the years, their relationship had changed quite a bit in some places, but had somewhat stayed the same in others. Spike was still just as infatuated with Rarity as he always had been. Her beauty, her grace… She was still a goddess to him in every way, and the single most important pony… well, ever. Differently however, Spike was no longer paralyzed by her presence, and was completely confident to speak with her. It sometimes made getting chores done a bit more difficult, but Rarity loved the challenge… And loved it even more to lose. Nothing was more of a thrill for her, then when Spike would stand up, and make sure she knew he was the boss. Of course, that was something she kept to herself. She couldn’t have Spike knowing the power he held over her. It would tip the scales too much in his favor. “How is it?” Spike asked excitedly, looking for some kind of gratification from her. “It’s lovely dear,” She smiled, almost laughing at his child-like need for approval. Rarity paused in her meal for a moment to recall the conversation she had had with Rainbow Dash regarding their somewhat mutual need to be, what was that word they had decided on? To be Dominated? No, that word was much too strong for what they agreed upon. Regardless. As simply as possible, they wanted to be mares. And they wanted to have stallions take care of them. Of course, that had nothing to do with female independence, or either of their relationships having a ‘boss.’ There was simply a need to be with a man in that way. Whether it was a need to be protected, an instinctive sexual pleasure, or some other kind of primal instinct, Rarity wasn’t sure. But what she did know, was that her attraction, and love for Spike was as powerful as any kind of magic, and she simply wanted to be a little less in control sometimes, when it suited her needs... Really though, thinking of it like it, it sounded like she was still the one in charge. “Are you okay?” Spike asked, seeing her lost in thought, and not eating her food. “Oh, yes, of course.” Rarity said to him, looking up from the plate, and getting a wicked idea. “I was thinking that I would expand the front of the store,” Rarity said as seriously as she could, knowing exactly how Spike felt about this topic of conversation. “This again?” Spike groaned, remembering how many times he had this argument with her, “Rarity, you don’t use all the space now! Why would we need to expand the front? It would be crazy expensive!” “Well you never know, perhaps I may start selling other things in the new area,” She said, secretly hoping he wouldn’t accept that plan. “I don’t think so.” Spike said flatly, “Trust me, okay? I’m looking out for you on this one.” Her pulse quickened. “Are you sure you don’t want to do this?” Rarity questioned, her breathing shallow, and her eyes hungry for more than breakfast, as the food levitated off the bed. “It’s not happening.” Spike laid out, his expression tough, and unmoving, but still a little afraid she’d give him the puppy eyes until he gave in, “Let's just end the discussion here, we can look at it some other time.” “Okay.” She exhaled quietly, grabbing him in a levitation spell and moving him closer to her, “You win, Spike.” Spike had no idea what had gotten in to her, but she was VERY right when she said that he had won. //// Alex opened his eyes, his slumber being interrupted by a weight on his chest that impeded his breathing. Looking down, all he could see was a rainbow mane, and two blue ears sticking through it. Alex decided that her cute position was worth the slight problem he was having, and laid his head back down. Listening to the silence, Alex slowly picked up on a squeaking coming from Dash. It was like she would breathe in slowly, then let out all the air at once with a quick, and high pitch ‘hum.’ It was adorable. Taking a deep breath, Alex breathed out, causing her mane to blow around a bit, and her ear to flick instinctively. Alex focused on that ear. “Does her ear always do that?” Alex murmured to himself, breathing in, and blowing a bit of air at her ear once again. And, sure enough, she flicked it, just as a cat would. Giggling to himself, Alex decided to have a bit more fun, and then blew a constant stream of air from him mouth, resulting in her repeatedly flicking her ear back, in a vain attempt avoiding the breeze. Finally, her ear stuck itself to the back of her head, and stayed there, safe from his attacks. Alex wondered how else she might react like a cat. Levitating a small piece of chipped wood from a broken piece of furniture, he tossed it on to the ground. And, thanks to the silence in their home, the sound of it clicking along a small section of wood just in the hallway, was quite loud. Instantly, her ear was back up, as if it was getting ready to tell Dash that she needed wake up. And of course, Alex got the bright idea to give her ear one more, massive gust of air. However, as he inhaled, something got caught in the back of his nose, and he promptly sneezed all over the back of Dash’s head. ACHOO! “Holy buck!” Dash shouted, sitting up instantly, scared awake, in a daze, trying to figure out what had just happened. Dash hadn’t looked at him just yet, so Alex closed his eyes and feigned sleep. After a moment, Dash looked to him and sighed, realizing he had just sneezed in his sleep. “Gross dude. I’m going to have a shower,” She grumbled, sincerely hoping there wasn’t a ton of snot in her hair or something, as she got on her legs and started moving toward the bathroom, “Ouch, Frickin' legs.” Cracking an eye open as Dash got out of the bed, he watched her move carefully on her back legs, and quickly realized why she was in pain, you know, BACK THERE. Alex blushed, he felt a little guilty, since he WAS the one that inflicted that on her… Maybe he’d just stick his horn up there and heal it for her. In fact, that sounded like the best plan ever! What a surprise for her! In the end, it DID turn out to be a surprise, just... not one Dash was happy with. ////