A Young and Beautiful Rarity
Spike was walking down a starry road, taking in his surroundings at his auntie's work of art in the night sky.
"Wow," Spike marveled, at all the stars decorated in the sky, forming the constellations, together with a few planets and galaxies that can be seen, and a few shooting stars he was able to catch sight of. "Auntie's really outdone herself this time."
"Hello Spikey-Wikey~" Rarity greeted seductively. Spike turned to the direction of the girl's voice, and his eyes instantly widened.
Rarity stood before him, wearing a long flowing white dress that sparkled, reflecting off the moon’s light, with only a single blue ribbon at the top that kept the dress up, tying around her neck.
Spike watched as Rarity walked over to him, causing ripples to form, at every steps of her bare feet, as if the plane they were standing on was water.
Not wanting to look awkward in front of the girl, Spike quickly composed himself, stroking his hairs back, and smelling his own breath, before he cleared his throat.
“Hi Rarity,” Spike greeted. “What a beautiful night. Isn’t it?”
“Indeed it is, Spikey-Poo,” Rarity smiled, before she twirled herself around in her dress. “What do you think, Spike? Isn’t it lovely?”
“Depends on which you’re referring to as ‘lovely,’” Spike replied. “My auntie’s stars, or that beautiful dress you’re wearing.”
Rarity giggled, “Oh flatterer,” She waved. “ Spike?” She began to ask. “If I may? Would you be a darling and have a dance, with me?”
Looking at the girl’s hand, then back up at her beautiful eyes, Spike took her hand, “You know I’d love to dance with you and the girls,” He said, as the two started to dance.
Wrapping a hand around Rarity's waist, while the girl placed hers around his neck, both smiling as they looked into each other's eyes. Rarity lowered herself, as she lovingly rubbed her nose with Spike's, who returned the affection before they joined hands and danced the night away.
As the two lovers twirled around, having a good time in each other's embrace, Spike's memories flashed once again, as he recalls the time he and Rarity first met, when they were younger, how they had a good time together with Spike taking Rarity out for dinner, how they went up to one of his favorite hangouts, and how they later had a dance, together in Canterlot to end the night.
When it comes to being a gentleman, Spike owed it all to his adopted mother and Capper, respectively, for teaching him the required etiquettes.
Spike was suddenly brought out of his flashback, when Rarity cupped his cheeks, and held him up to her face, seeing her half-lidded eyes.
"Um, Rarity?" Spike asked.
"Yes, my darling?" Rarity asked, dreamily.
"I-um, uh...." Spike stammered, failing to find the right words. "I....I...I'm feeling kinda-"
"Shhhhh," Rarity whispered, silencing him with a finger to his lips. "No need to say it, darling." Without further ado, Rarity claimed Spike's lips, causing his eyes to light up, just like they did during his make outs with the other girls.
All the worries Spike's had, instantly melted away, as he once again, finds himself lost in the passionate love between him and Rarity. Deep within him, he felt his heart pulse beating at a rapid pace, escalating the blood flow through his body, increasing his fire at a temperature so high, he was certain his whole body would be caught on fire.
Spike wrapped his arms around Rarity, bringing her close to deepen the kiss. With that, the world around them vanished in a flash of light, and Spike woke up, to find himself panting and sweating, in the night.
"Awwww, man," Spike grumbled, and plopped back in bed.
The Next Day
It was Monday, and Spike and friends were having another day of school. Things were going rather smoothly, until drama class, when he caught sight of Rarity, who didn't hesitate to fire some flirty looks at him, that made him shift rather uncomfortably.
Sapphire Shores made a few quick announcements for their upcoming school play of Dazzled - A story performance of a couple of coal miners, whose daughter dreamed of becoming a disco dancer.
"We will be having auditions, later on Thursday, after school!" Sapphire Shores announced. "So if ya go the talent, or know someone who does, then let it be known~" She sang dramatically at the last part, right when the school bell rang. "Class dismissed~"
With that, the whole class collected their books and bags, as they head out. Spike was packing his stuff, when his phone rang, and he looked to see a text from Rarity that reads: "Meet me this afternoon, for some ice creams darlings. 💖"
Spike's face grew red, before he shook it off, and started to text back, "Well, well, well," An obnoxious voice rang. "Who's that you got on your....phone?"
Spike shot Blueblood a scowled look, "Shove off, Blue!" He said, as he stuffed his phone away in his pocket, and picked up his backpack.
"Oh come now, cousin of mine," Blueblood continued, still in a rather obnoxious tone. "Don't act like that towards me. Can't we just simply let bygones be bygones? I was only curious on whom you are having an outing with, that's all."
"Fat chance," Spike replied. "And besides, didn't mother ever tell you to mind your own business?"
"Pffft," Blueblood waved. "Why do I have to listen to that old mare's boring lectures? They're as useless as a screen door on some battleship. OW!!" As fast as lightning, Spike struck Blueblood in the head with a two finger strike.
"Idiot! It's submarine!" Spike shouted. "It's 'useless as a screen door on a submarine!' You sound like fool when ya say it wrong!" Blueblood rolled his eyes, before he was pulled by the collar, and looked straight into the angry stares of the dragon's eyes. "And another thing! Never! And I repeat NEVER insult mother, or any of my friends, in front of ME!"
Initially frightened by the dragon's threat, Blueblood gently released Spike's grips off him, as he composed himself, "Come now, cousin," He began. "No need for violence. Besides, even you wouldn't do anything to me. Would you?"
"Don't try me, cousin," Spike continued. "But I'm warning you. One step out of line, and it could be your last." With that, Spike took his leave, while Blueblood was left frowning.
"Not unless you step out of line, first," He hissed.
"I heard that!" Spike replied.
After he got everything he needs in his backpack, as well as packing some other stuff he won't need later into his locker, Spike walked down the school halls, before he exited the building, to see Rarity waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs, by the horse statue.
Spike jumped on a railing of the stairs, and slid down to the bottom, where he jumped off and landed before Rarity, "Hey Rarity!" He greeted.
"Spikey-Wikey!" Rarity smiled, as she pulled him in for a loving embrace. "Are you ready to go for our outing, darling?"
"Sure am!"
"Well then, let's go!" With that, Rarity took Spike by the hand as the two walked away.
They hadn't gone far, however, when Spike felt his skins pricking slightly on the back of his neck, in which he turned around, and caught sight of Blueblood, peering from behind a pillar, glowering.
Rarity must've picked up on the young dragon's uneasiness, as she turned to look at Spike, "Spikey?" Rarity asked in concern. "Is everything alright?" Looking in Spike's direction, however, Rarity only caught a glimpse of someone darting behind the pillar.
"Looks like we're being watched," Spike whispered to Rarity, before he pulled her close. "Come on, let's go." Rarity complied, while being certain to keep her wits about.
Soon, both Spike and Rarity were at an ice cream parlor, where they shared a strawberry/chocolate swirly milkshake.
"Mm, delicious," Rarity smiled, as she enjoyed the shake.
"Just be careful not to drink it too fast," Spike warned. "I know I'm a dragon and all, but that doesn't mean I don't know brain freeze. And trust me, it's a real pain. Brrr," He shivered at the last part.
Rarity giggled, "Oh, Spikey. You're so funny." Soon, the two took another sip, before Rarity spoke, "So, Spike. What do you think about the school play of Dazzle?"
"Eh, it's okay, I guess," Spike replied.
"Okay?" Rarity asked, looking confused. "Aren't you excited about it? Aren't you going to audition in it?"
"Don't get me wrong, Rarity. I'll be in the play, as part of the running crew. Handling sets, props, special effects, that sort of thing. Y'know, just to keep everything running smooth, so that we can highlight and shine the spotlights on the star of our play."
"Oh, what a shame," Rarity pouted. "And here, I was hoping I could be in the play, with you as Skater: An outcast boy, who was shunned because of his humble beginnings, and is the embodiment of a diamond in the rough. Later, he became Selfie Soot's dancing instructor, as well as her dancing partner, and lover."
Spike pondered, "So I take it, you're aiming to get the leading role as Selfie then?" Rarity nodded, to which Spike blushed. "I-I don't know....I mean, I'd love to star in the play, with you, Rare. But, what are the odds of....I mean, I-" Looking into Rarity's eyes, seeing that she was pleading him, Spike cleared his throat, "Okay. For you Rarity, I'll consider auditioning for Skater, and I'll try to get his character on audition day."
"Splendid!" Rarity clapped her hands, smiling. "Idea~!" She sang. "Let's begin rehearsing our characters' lines, right now?"
"Sounds good to me," Spike replied.
Spike and Rarity were soon walking through Central Park, as they both read their characters' lines, before they began getting into characters.
"Mother and father simply don't understand my dreams!" Rarity said, dramatically. "I am a disco dancer at heart. I must follow my dreams!"
"Then follow your dreams," Spike quoted, in his character's voice. "Go and spread your wings. Free yourself of all the grievance that's been holding you back, let nothing stop you!"
"Oh Skater. Your words are free, and bold, and yet, so hopeless. How I'd wish to run away with you, and be free to dance!"
"Then dance!" With that, Spike did a few dance steps, "That's the best thing about dancing! You dance, to shake off your worries, and shake your groove things!"
"Then darling," Rarity began, as she joined in. "Let's shake it!"
With that, Spike and Rarity both did some dance steps together, laughing and smiling as they got into characters and have a good time together.
This got the attention from several passing pedestrians, as they all stopped to enjoy the show the two were putting on, bedazzled and amazed at how the two were in sync with each other. All, except for one terribly jealous boy.
Meanwhile, Spike and Rarity didn't mind the attentions they were receiving, since they were more lost into each other's smiling faces. This is without a doubt, one of the best dances they've had together, as they imagined themselves in the 70s, and having a good time.
When they came to the end of their dance, the two looked up, to see they were getting applauses, whistles, and cheers from the audience. The two looked to each other, before they bowed together, welcoming the praises they were receiving.
"Boo!!" A single obnoxious voice filled the air, causing immediate silence, as Blueblood made himself known.
"Oh, not you again," Rarity frowned, while clinging tightly to Spike.
"Ms. Rarity," Blueblood began. "Even you know you deserved better."
"I already have, Blueblood," Rarity scowled. "And Spike's much better than the likes of you!"
"When will you ever understand?" Blueblood frowned. "You're my girl! Don't you understand? We were meant to be ever since we've first met. You said so yourself!"
"That was before I learned how uncouth you are!" Rarity spatted. "And how you're nothing but a royal pain, and how you're anything, but a gentleman!"
"That's absurd!" Blueblood rolled his eyes.
"You're absurd!" Spike shouted.
"What?!" Blueblood exclaimed, before he stood, towering over Spike. "Say that again to my face!"
"Okay. You're absurd!" Spike repeated.
"That's absurd!"
"GAH!!" The two boys shouted in frustration, much to the amusement of the audience around them.
"Y'know, what Blueblood? Why don't you just leave us alone?" Spike replied. "We're kinda in the middle of rehearsal here, and we don't want another setback for us."
"Who are you calling a setback?!" Blueblood asked in outrage.
"Uh, you? Obviously. I mean, you're kinda making a scene for both of us here."
"Only because you're courting my lady over there!"
"She may be a lady. But she ain't a trophy girl, and you shouldn't treat her as such, like the time when you used her like a shield from that cake that fell on her."
"Well, I probably wouldn't have, if it weren't for that cake!" Blueblood spatted. "Besides, it's not my fault. It's that fool's fault for baking that cake, and sent it flying in the air, later! Rarity was simply protecting my good look, from that filthy desert's sweet, sticky assault," Spike, Rarity, and the crowds couldn't help but scowl, shaking their heads in disapproval at the boy's blatant, unjustified reasoning. "Tell me, cousin. What would you have done? What would you have done if you were in that position?"
"I would've taken the cake!" Spike spatted. "I'd rather take the falls than to sit and watch Rarity or anyone else taking the hits for me, in front of my eyes!" Rarity quickly placed her hands over her heart, touched by Spike's words of honor.
Blueblood couldn't help but laugh, "Very well, then. Take THIS!!" With a swing of his arm, Blueblood hurled a cupcake into Spike's face, splattering frostings all over him.
"Seriously?" Spike asked. "Is that all you've got? Pinkie can do better with the cupcakes, you know."
Blueblood growled in frustration, when suddenly, lightning flashed in the sky, with the sound of thunder. It didn't take long for everyone to know what was happening next.
"RAIN!!" With that, everyone all quickly ran in random directions, as they struggled to get out of the rain.
Blueblood was knocked from sides to sides, "I say!" He grunted. "That was very uncalled for! You sir, are impertinent!" With a final shove, Blueblood fell into a puddle of mud. "No! My hair! My beautiful hair!"
Later
Spike and Rarity quickly arrived in the boy's apartment, both drenched from the rain's shower, and shivering from the cold.
"Guess we forgot to check the weather today," Spike shivered.
"Indeed, darling," Rarity agreed, despite being huddled up in the boy's jacket. "If I did, then I would've taken my best raincoat, rather than having to taken yours, darling."
"Not to worry, Rarity," Spike waved. "Believe me, I've felt colder showers than this. Besides, I wouldn't want you catching cold, would I?"
Rarity giggled, as she smiled, "No, of course not." But they spoke too soon, when Rarity started to take several breathes, and let out a sneeze. "Achoo. Oh dear, I'm afraid I'm getting one, nonetheless."
"Well, here," Spike guided the girl to the bathroom. "You can clean yourself up in here."
Rarity looked at the bathroom for a moment, before she looked back at Spike, "But what about you darling?"
"I'll be okay. As they say, ladies first."
Rarity blushed, which was barely enough to heat up her entire face, "Thank you, Spike." With that, the girl walked in, before she closed the door behind her.
In the meantime, Spike headed down to the kitchen, where he began to fix both himself and Rarity cups of hot cocoa. It wasn't long, before he heard a loud screech behind him, to which he turned to see Peewee, standing on his perch, shaking his drenched feathers, vigorously.
"Hey Peewee," Spike greeted. "Got yourself a cold shower too, huh?" The bird's only reply was a low croon, sounding almost like that of a displeased chicken. "I thought so."
"Oh Spikey-Wikey~" Rarity called out. "Can you get me a towel, please? You seemed to be missing a few."
"OH!" Spike slapped himself, forgetting that most of the towels were in the laundry, and he has yet to restock some more in the bathroom. "Sure thing, Rarity!" Spike called out, as he went over to get a clean set, and raced up the stairs to deliver it to her.
It wasn't long before he got upstairs, and cuts into his room to reach the bathroom, "Here Rari-TY!!" He shouted at the last part, upon seeing the fashionista girl, and the state she was in.
He was expecting to see only her hand sticking out of the bathroom door, but instead, there stood Rarity, wearing nothing, but a purple bra with matching panties that is decorated with her cutie mark on the front, while holding her wet clothes.
Spike blushed, and quickly looked away, "Oh, sorry!" He apologized, while holding out the towel. "Here is the towel."
Rarity was also blushing a shade of red in embarrassment, while she gratefully took the towel, "Um, thanks Spikey-Wikey," She smiled sheepishly.
Rarity tried to use the towel to dry herself. But in the process, she dropped her wet clothes on the floor, "Oh dear me! I'm so sorry," Rarity reached down, trying to pick her clothes up, but they slipped and plopped back down on the floor, splattering the waters all over. "Oh, dear me!"
"Here, let me just get those," Spike offered.
"No, no. It's my fault," Rarity blushed.
However, during the conflict, Rarity tripped on her own skirt, and fell on top of Spike. After a moment of collecting themselves, the two looked at each other, at first, lost in each other's eyes in an awkward silence, before Spike was the first to break the silence.
"Um, Rarity?" Spike began, panting heavily from the weight Rarity was exerting on him. "Are you alright?"
"Yes I am," Rarity replied, breathlessly. "Are you alright, darling?"
"I'm fine," Spike blushed, from seeing Rarity in her underwear, as well as feeling the firm and soft touch of her breasts pressing into his chest, despite being contained in fabrics. Spike struggled to keep his hormones from taking control of his powers again, as he strained, "Can you, maybe, get off of me? Please?"
Seeing how uncomfortable Spike was getting, not to mention how aroused he was, Rarity smiled shyly, as she complied, "Of course, Spikey-Wikey."
Later, after getting themselves cleaned up, and out of wet clothes and into some drier ones, Spike and Rarity both sat on the couch, draped in a long, warm blanket, both holding cups of hot cocoa.
“Spike?” Rarity began.
“Yeah, Rarity?” The boy asked.
“I....thank you,” The girl blushed. “For everything.”
Spike smiled, “You’re welcome,” He replied.
“I mean it darling. After everything you’ve done for us, including me. I really don’t know what to say but thank you. Thank you!”
"And again, you're-"
"Of course, none of it could top off that time in which you've really helped me through it!" Rarity smiled lovingly, as she recalled a memory. "Don't you remember, darling?"
Past
One day, Ponyville's School was putting on a play, with Rarity in charge of making the costumes.
“Well done, Rarity,” Rarity’s teacher said. “Your costumes are very nice.”
“Nice?!” Young Rarity shouted. “They need to be spectacular! And the performance is tomorrow!”
“I tried every trick I could think of,” Older Rarity narrated. “But nothing seemed to work. The costumes just weren't right. And the play opened that night.”
Young Spike was just visiting Ponyville to see the Ponyville play, when he happens across Rarity.
"Maybe I'm not meant to be a fashionista, after all," Rarity frowned, sadly.
Spike could not bear to see Rarity sad, and losing hope. Scratching his chin, an idea came to him.
“Spike?” Young Rarity asked, with her eyes blindfolded, all the while being pulled by Spike. “Really Spike, why-“
“Shh,” Spike shushed. “It’s a surprise,” Once they arrived at their destination, Spike took the blindfold off of Rarity, as he presented to her his surprise, "Ta-da!"
Rarity was shocked, “A rock?!” Rarity exclaimed in outrage. “You brought me out here for a rock?!”
“Now Rarity,” Spike began. “Haven’t you heard of Mistmane’s words of wisdom? ‘Never judge a book by its cover?’”
“Um, no?” Rarity answered.
“Well I think it’s time you learned this very important lesson in life,” Spike spoke, as he shifted into dragon form, did a few karate chops, kicks, punches, and screams, before the rock breaks apart, revealing sparkling gems within.
Rarity was bedazzled, "Oh my, such lovely gems!" She gasped.
"And there's more where those came from," Spike said, as he pushed a boulder out of the way, granting both him and Rarity a small entry.
The two kids crawled in, through a system of moist, humid tunnels, before they find themselves in a huge cave, surrounded by walls of sparkling gems.
Rarity was bedazzled even further, “Oh my goodness!” Rarity smiled. “I’ve never seen so many gems in all my life!”
“Do you like it?” Spike asked nervously.
“Like It? I love it!” Rarity answered.
“Then it’s yours.”
Rarity turned to Spike, smiling the brightest smile he had ever seen, "Oh thank you, Spikey-Wikey! Thank you very much!"
"Don't thank me yet," Spike replied, as he grabs a pickaxe and gives it to Rarity, "Come on. We've got some gems to mine." Rarity nodded in agreement, as she too began to mine the gems.
After some times of working, the kids finally got all the gems they needed, "This is all so kind of you, Spikey," Rarity said, as she and Spike carried the gems out of the caverns. "But why? You could've simply kept all these gems to yourself. You could be rich!"
Spike turned to Rarity, "There's more to life than just gems, Rarity," he began. "Besides, mom once taught me that 'being rich is not about how much you have, but about how much you can give.'"
Rarity looked at Spike, smiling, "Thank you, Spikey-Wikey!" Rarity said, eyes watering.
And so, Spike and Rarity returned to Ponyville, where the school play was a big hit, courtesy of the gems they had harvested.
Present
"...About how much you give, huh?" Spike asked. "Words of wisdom for generosity."
“Oh yes indeed, Spikey-Wikey,” Rarity smiled. “And those are the words I’m proud to live by.”
“I’m glad you feel that way, Rare,” Spike smiled. "Though, in truth, it all reminded me of how I've once met someone, who knew someone else, who was very kind, and very wise," Spike smiled nostalgically.
“Oh, does it?” Rarity asked. “Please, do tell.”
Spike frowned, "I should warn you. It's not a story with a happy ending."
"It's alright, darling," Rarity beckoned.
Reluctant, Spike complied, as he tells the story to Rarity.
"And that's the story," Spike concluded, while Rarity was rubbing her tearful eyes.
"How sad," Rarity cried.
"I know," Spike dipped his head in agreement. "His father did it out of love," Spike took a deep breath, "But he learned that too late, and learned a valuable lesson, the hard way.”
“If only he had been more appreciative towards his dad!” Rarity sniffed.
“I agree. Life isn’t just about money or being rich. Sometimes the greatest treasures of all, are the ones that are right in front of you. And often times, you easily take them for granted. And by the time you realized how precious they are, it's too late, and they’re gone, just like that.”
Rarity looked at Spike, having an epiphany, "So, then what am I to you then, Spike?" She asked.
Spike looked at Rarity for a moment, before he answered, "Treasure. To me, you, the girls, and everyone else, who have been friends and family to me. You're my ultimate treasures. And as you know, we dragons are very protectives of our treasures," Looking at Rarity, Spike grimaced, blushing, and sweating when he heard himself say it. "Sorry Rarity. I'm not so good with-"
"Oh no, it's fine darling," Rarity assured. "Please go ahead. Tell me more."
Hesitant at first, Spike took a few breathes, to calm himself, "Don't get me wrong, Rarity. I mean it, when I said that you're not a trophy girl. Because to me, you're more than just a trophy. You're a diamond, y'know. You're my diamond in the sky. And you've always had that knack for shining the beauty of your style, your skills, and your generosity from the inside out. And that's what makes you so beautiful, in every way."
Rarity's eyes were quickly welled up with tears, before Spike placed a hand on her shoulder, “That’s why I looked after you, and everyone else," He continued. "To me, your lives are more important than mine. Because in a way, you are my life. I just can’t imagine living in a reality without anyone, like you.”
Rarity held her hands to her mouth, as she cried rivers of tears, "And would you still love me? Even when I'm no longer young and beautiful?"
"Of course I would," Spike replied. "We're friends, Rarity. We're friends for life, and forever. Just as strong and true our love for each other is."
"Oh, Spikey-Wikey," Rarity sobbed, as she and Spike embraced each other, comfortably. "Thank you! You say the sweetest things! Why couldn't I have met you first, instead of someone uncouth like Blueblood?"
"Fate often has a wry sense of humor, I guess," Spike answered. "Though, on the bright side. If it hadn't been for Blueblood, then you wouldn't smell like delicious cake frostings, now would you?"
Rarity giggled at his little joke, "No. Perhaps not," Rarity couldn't be more happier than she ever was in the last ten years.
Days after the tragedy
Young Rarity sat all alone, surrounded by the sparkling gems in the secret gem cavern. Without Spike, the cavern was too quiet and less valuable to her.
Looking at the beautiful gems, made the marshmallow unicorn miss Spike even more. Everywhere she looked, each reflections she sees, she catches a glimpse of herself and Spike, laughing, smiling, and playing together. The very memories echoed throughout the cavern, and Rarity dropped her pickaxe, running towards an underground lake close by, splashing waters on her face, trying and failing to relieve herself of her tears.
"Spikey-Wikey!" Rarity cried, looking in the reflection, and was startled to see Spike's reflection. Looking behind her, she was dismayed to see no one. Feeling more hopeless, if not - lost, Rarity fell to the floor of the cavern, crying more hysterical at the absence of her favorite dragon.
Present
After a moment of soap operas, and such, both Spike and Rarity took out their scripts, as they once more practiced their characters' lines.
Spike, however, was having a hard time memorizing his lines. Mainly because Rarity was still in her undergarments, and her curvaceous figure made it hard for him to recite his lines, when he's looking at her.
Finally, Spike's had enough, "Rarity. Not to sound demanding, or anything. But don't you think you ought to put some clothes on?"
"But Spikey-Wikey," Rarity began. "In this next scene, you're supposed to be blushing, out of hopeless longing. I simply thought this would at least give you the idea," She flirted.
"Oh believe me," Spike blushed. "I got it. So, can you please, put your clothes back on?"
"Why? Am I not attractive to you?" She asked, while looking as if she was about to cry.
"No! Of course you're attractive! In fact, you're sexy-" Spike quickly covered his mouth, realizing what just slipped.
Rarity couldn't help but giggle at the dragon's awkward display, "Oh darling," Rarity smiled. "I was simply teasing you. Besides, it's part of the script. Selfie loves to tease Skater once in awhile, because she secretly admires and adores him. And in return, Skater does so to, while giving some hints that he loves her the same way."
Spike blushed, "Right," He said dryly. "Anyway, back to the script," With that, the two began to rehearse, once again. Though, Spike continues to stumble a bit with his lines.
Rarity stood up, as she walked over to him, "Here," She said, as she wrapped her arms around Spike's shoulders. "Perhaps this would help."
Before Spike could ask, Rarity claimed his lips, resulting in the boy's dragon wings to sprout out from his backs. Eyes widened, sparkling with a purple fiery aura, Spike closed them, as he slowly melts into the hot, passionate feeling from the kiss that ignited a fiery sensation, deep within him, from the heart that spreads throughout his body. Letting instincts take over, Spike wrapped his arms around Rarity, deepening the kiss, pressing her well-endowed breasts closer to him, with one of his hands feeling the soft, smooth feel of her bare back, while the other caressed her hair.
The two fell to the floor as they continued their make out, wrestling for dominance at the same time. After awhile, the two parted, catching some breathes.
"Wow," Rarity panted. "That was....amazing."
"I know," Spike replied. "What came over me? Over us? I don't know."
"I don't know," Rarity looked back at Spike, with love in her eyes. "But I don't care darling. You were fabulous, Skater. Like a diamond in the rough!"
Spike blushed, as he panted, "Not as fabulous as you are Selfie. Like a diamond in the sky." Spike and Rarity both let their loving instincts take over, as they kissed again. Spike didn't look to see his hands grabbing for Rarity's breasts.
Not knowing what he was doing, Spike lovingly caressed Rarity's firm buxom, causing the girl to moan lovingly through their kiss, which in turn drives Spike wild, until his rational side snapped him out of it, and he finally realized where his hands were.
"Whoa!" Spike blushed, getting up, and blushed a storm. "Rarity! I'm so sorry I did that! I really don't know wha I was thinking! I just...I don't..."
Rarity giggled, much to his confusion, and sat up, "Spikey-wikey, you don't have to apologize. I wanted you to do that."
Spike did a double take, "You did?"
She nodded, and continued, "I wouldn't be wearing like this otherwise," She then cupped his face, "Just as I wanted this from you too." With that, she leaned in and kissed him on the lips, again.
Auditions Day
Thursday came rather quickly for both Spike and Rarity. Mainly because for the passing days, the both of them having been rehearsing their lines, together with their friends, and when it's just the two of them, they would do in private, and in a hot steaming kind of way, stealing a few kisses now and then.
Once on stage, Spike and Rarity both spoke their lines, which they've been able to memorize, with Sapphire Shores, Flintheart, and Cheerilee, writing their criticism on their clipboards.
The following day, the teachers have announced the casting and posted the names outside of the theater. The students were all crowding around to see who got the parts.
Spike and Rarity managed to get through, and succeeded in locating their names on the list. Rarity got the part to play as Selfie Soot, but was horrified to see that Blueblood got the part as Skater as well.
"Oh no," She moaned. "This can't be happening!"
"Awww, man," Spike groaned, knowing that his cousin would try to pull several tricks to get closer to Rarity, or embarrass her on stage. However, he got a closer look at the casting, "Wait a minute! Rarity! It actually says that Blueblood's got the part, as an understudy!"
"What?!" Rarity exclaimed, before she took a closer look, and sighed in relief. "Oh, thank Celestia. You're right! So then, who really got the role as Skater?"
The two anxiously looked, and found it was none other but Spike himself.
"Oh we did it, Rarity!" Spike cheered, as he and Rarity happily danced in each other's arms. "We did it! We got the parts!"
"I know! I know!" Rarity smiled, as she picked Spike up, off his feet and spun him around, before she held him close, and kissed him passionately once more.
Just then, Professor Flintheart appeared, causing silence in the room, "Congratulations, Mr. Draco, and Ms. Rarity," He said, still in his unsettling tone. "Then again, given to how the both of you have a reputation for being one of our most passionate students, then putting on a school play should be easy work for you. Even if my nieces are casted the backups." Without another word, the strict professor walked away.
"Do you think that's his way of saying 'break a leg?'" Spike asked.
"I don't know," Rarity replied. "But, who cares?" With that, the two went back to kissing, with their fellow classmates cheering them on, while most of the girls watched in envy, and a certain obnoxious boy, glowering.
Watching from a distance, Capper was leaning against a wall, smiling proudly at his bud.
"Not bad, Spike," Capper meowed. "Not bad."
Extra
Spike was getting ready for bed, when he noticed his phone had a few messages from Rarity.
Tapping the icon to open, his face quickly turned red, "Oh my god!" He shouted, whiskers straightening, wings sprouting, obvious dead giveaways that he's been turned on. And for a good reason.
There on his phone, were several sexy shots of Rarity posing in a small light blue shirt, a set of lacy pink panties with thin straps that makes it a thong. In each shots, Rarity was posing in a rather sultry and seductive expressive way, arousing Spike.
"I'm definitely not forgetting these!" Spike blushed, before he quickly saved them in a separate folder on his phone and quickly went to sleep. That is, until after he gets his wings under control.
Rarity's selfies are drawn by ampersandxyz.
And the towel scene's was inspired by a little comic strip, written and drawn by Pia-Sama, best known as the artist for the fan comic, Rogue Diamond. Check it out here.
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Excellent work. Though you can imagine Blueblood would try and sabotage Spike to get the role. Like plan to get Spike in a soundproof crate that was meant to ship him back to his house, but Blueblood accidentally locks himself in and the address falls off to reveal it's meant to be be delivered to South Africa. The boys pick it up and ship it out. When Blueblood finally breaks out he's in the middle of the South African Jungle surrounded by lions and lionesses.
Yes!
At least Spike's secret identity isn't in jeopardy.