A bright light surrounded him, like diamond shaped shards of light casting over.
The warmth of the morning was bliss in his mind, gone away from him with the rest of the world as he felt the warmness of her touch. He reached up past her form and pulled her in closer, feeling her fur against the scales of his chest. They rolled over under the regal comforter, silk sheets being the stage for their horizontal dance of love.
Her head rested against the pillow with a light thud, a shuttering sigh leaving her lips as she felt a set of claws run down the center of her chest and slid down, sending shivers up her spine and excitement to her brain. Another set found her cutie mark, which was met with a hoof, keeping it stationary as she leaned in to catch her lover's lips.
His fork tongue quickly took advantage of her muscle, wrapping around it while leaving her breathless. Her hind legs lightly twitched under the drake's control.
Though control was lost in a blink, as the young drake was flipped over onto his back and his claws were pinned above his head.
His ivory emeralds stared solely on the mistress above him, her beautiful regal locks haloed by the morning light cast by the window opposite of the bed. Her small playfully grin, like a shard of glass filled with diamonds that shined bright with the love she held for him.
"I will never get tired of waking up just like this." Spike breathed, half lidded as a yawn slipped through his speech.
Rarity giggled softly, reaching a hoof to the drake's muzzle and tapping the tip. "Neither will I, my darling." She lent down and plant a soft kiss on his lips.
The sun had crept over the hills beyond the town, the small traces of clouds above gently inched themselves across the skyline. Birds harmonized to top of that Summer morning's serenity, the cool slow breeze kept the early birds around town as they set up shop for the day.
The Carousel Boutique sat peacefully that morning, it inhabitants awake and doing their morning tasks whilst readying the store. Rarity sat at the small kitchen table, steam rising off the white she held in her magic and a pair of red thin framed reading glasses resting at the tip of her muzzle.
At the stove, Spike cracked open another egg and emptied its insides into the crackling pan. He enjoyed cooking, especially for the ones he loved. By the time he had finished, the boutique smelled of fresh pancakes and eggs, two plates loaded with the before mentioned rested on the kitchen table along with two cups of orange juice.
Rarity took a fork in her magic and took the first bite of her pancakes, her lips curling into a smile as the soft texture of the pancakes and rich syrup sweetened her taste buds. "Oh, Spike darling!" She cooed at the dragon. "These pancakes are simply divine!"
Spike smiled sheepishly. "Thank you."
"Such a talented dragon." She smiled, winking at her lover whilst taking another bite. "So, what's on your agenda for today?"
Spike took a sip of his orange juice before holding a claw to his chin. "Hmm, possibly make a trip to the market for flower, maybe go for a walk around town." He looked back across the table to his marefriend. "Unless you need me for anything, of course."
Rarity waved a hoof, giggling. "Oh, don't worry about me here. I'll just be taking care of small orders today then I'll be going to Fluttershy's and then maybe the spa."
Spike nodded, turning to his plate and digging into his own creation.
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Echos of laughter and the dried trails of tears were the friends Twilight awoke with the next morning, finding herself strangely in her own bed. The aftereffects of Celestia knows how many mugs of cider drove Twilight's head back down against the pillow, the bitter morning after taste of a night spent drinking taking its vengeance on her taste buds. Something rose in her throat for only a second before being gulped down, her eyes shut tight and her teeth barred in an attempt to ford the pain in her head.
The back of her throat brought found memories and sensations of burnt toast and rotten apples, her stomach laid victim. Not the experienced drinker, Twilight regretted the invitation in the first place, only remembering the genuine smiles her friends had shared with her. The care they had given her in her times of need as of late.
With whatever strength she could summon, Twilight held one hoof to her temple whilst another pulled off the covers that trapped her. Hanging her hing legs off the side of the bed, she sat up and faced the wall with empty eyes. The bright glow of the late morning sun shining through her balcony door casting her shadow against the wall's surface, her slouched figure mocking her.
She managed to leave her bedroom and trudge towards the bathroom. She opened the door and came face to face with her morning counterpart, grimacing at the reflection's bitter expression. Her mane was a disheveled mess, her eyes were bloodshot, and from a sigh and a quick whiff, her breath wreaked of death itself.
"Alright, Twilight." She said to herself, turning the knobs of the sink and splashing water into her face. "You need to break this wayward cycle, this...obsessive behavior is unhealthy, like Applejack said." She looked back into the reflection's eyes, a small smile forming on her lips. "Just focus on more important things, happier things..."
The reflection grinned, but it faltered just as Twilight did. "I'm talking to myself."
After a quick bath and brushing her teeth, Twilight descended down into the main room of Golden Oaks. She proceeded to take the morning to reorganize the mess she had made placing the books back before departing with her friends and placing every researched book into their rightful place, using the activity to soothe her headache and clear her thoughts.
After the last few books coated in a purple aura hovered past her and were put away, she stood back up and made way for the kitchen, needing a glass of water.
What did yesterday accomplish? She asked herself, rubbing her temple. As much as I appreciate the initiative Applejack held to get me out for awhile, I don't think drinking all that cider did anything more than leave me with this splitting head ache!
"Ugh..." Twilight groaned, finally resting at her kitchen table and laying her head down. "Even yelling in thoughts makes my head hurt."
Her lips formed a heavy grimace as knocks erupted from her door, scooting herself away from the kitchen table and softly dropping from her chair. Twilight's hooves dragged across the hardwood floors as she approached the door, using her magic to twist the lock and pull the door open.
"Hi, Twilight." Fluttershy pleasantly surprising the unicorn with her quiet demeanor. "I came over because last night um...you and Applejack drank alot." She turned back to the saddle bags resting on her back. "So I thought I'd bring a remedy I knew for headaches and some tea."
Twilight smiled, stepping aside and allowing her timid friend to step inside her home. "Thank you, Fluttershy. I appreciate it." She followed the pegasus into the kitchen and sat down at the table, while Fluttershy went to the stove to make the tea. "It's no wonder you didn't want any cider last night, Shy. I feel like my head is splitting in half." Twilight groaned, laying her head on her hooves.
Fluttershy smiled to herself. "Oh, I've never liked cider all that much. Rainbow would always invite me to go drinking with her and..." She turned back to her friend, her face a tint pink. "...anyway, the tea will help the remedy go down easy."
Twilight nodded in acknowledgement, her focus on the table top. Noticing this, Fluttershy awkwardly walked over and sat besides her friend. "So...how are you feeling-besides the um, headache I mean?" She quickly added.
"Well I slept, which is a good start." Twilight chuckled while rolling her eyes. "I don't feel...the usual symptoms."
Fluttershy frowned. "Twilight, I don't think how you're feeling about Spike should be categorized as an illness."
Twilight sulked in her chair, her expression falling. "I know..."
Seeing as her prodding saddened her friend, Fluttershy stammered. "I-I mean, it doesn't make it not serious...but I think you're going about this a little-"
"Crazy?" Twilight sighed.
"I was going to say 'out there'." Fluttershy answered, just as the tea kettle started to whistle. Twilight used her magic to bring out two tea cups and the kettle and placed them on the table, pouring the tea into the cups and placing one before the pegasus.
Twilight took a sip and let out a content sigh. "Hmm, Fluttershy. This is great, what flavor is it?"
Fluttershy smiled. "Oh, I made it the other day. It's lemon, but with a tiny bit of strawberry and honey."
"It's delicious." Twilight smiled at her friend, taking another sip.
Red rose in the pegasi's cheeks at the compliment. "Thank you...so how long do you think it'll be before you two talk?"
"Hmm?" Twilight hummed, behind the tea cup.
Fluttershy giggled. "I mean, it was years before I could talk to my parents after I left Cloudsdale." She sighed. "My father never looked so happy."
Twilight set her tea cup down on the table, pondering her options. "I don't know, Shy. He's not...gone yet, and maybe it won't have to come to that, yet."
Taking a sip out of her own cup, Fluttershy couldn't help but at least share a smile with her friend's optimistic view point. "O-Okay, Twilight."