#clopfic

The monstrous unicorn got comfortable in Spike’s laps, her magic lifting the scales that hid his massive, dragon cocks. Spike watched her face, and the moment her eyes lay upon his double phallus, they glowed with carnal, unearthly glimmer. A moment later Spike felt the familiar tingling as magic engulfed his cocks and she began stroking them, in turn. She let out a deep, half-menacing giggle, when Spike let out a moan, and she responded with one of her own when she felt underneath her hoof his drakehood becoming more and more sturdy. Her soaking wet folds pressed against his double phallus, and she began moving back and forth, while continuing her speech.

- You see, dear little Rarity was having nightmares again… Of you abandoning her, in favour of another… - Wha-what? - Spike stuttered, unable to think straight - I-I’d never…! - Oh, but there were so many scenarios she was imagining… You were so close with Princess Ember, and that little dragoness from the school… - Ember and Smo-Smolder are just my friends!

Spike protested, straining his muscles, while his body writhed and quaked under Rarity’s caresses. The pleasure became mind-numbing; Rarity slid herself on his cocks, covered in the natural lubricant, her voice vibrating as she encountered ridges and veins along her long road that stimulated her, though her voice was still as commanding as before.

- And of course there are so many mares you could have chosen… that was the most painful… - I only love her! - Well, you know that… - Nightmare Rarity replied, standing up suddenly - But Rarity wants to make sure of it…

Spike realised what she has done so too late. In one, sudden move, Rarity, or rather the collective monster controlling her, slammed her flanks on his cocks, engulfing him completely with her pussy. Spike roared, letting bright green flame from his jaw, as the warmth, wetness, and familiar, yet alien tightness surrounded him. Rarity only allowed one of his monstrous cock inside her pussy, while his other would stimulate her clit, or slide between her buttcheeks, resulting in a messy finish… On certain occasions, when she was feeling dirtier, she allowed Spike to penetrate both of her holes… And never before has she impaled herself on both of them, already stretching her delicate walls beyond belief.

As Spike roared her name, he remembered their first night as lovers, when she was afraid Spike might not even be able to fit one of his drakehoods inside her, let alone two. And he remembered her tears, not of pain, but happiness, when she found out he could slip inside her perfectly, joining their bodies for the first of many, many times.

- And I know you have been having those nightmares as well… How many stallions, or mares could she have chosen… Maybe she would one day leave you…? But there is one sure way to prevent that….

He wondered if this was what Rarity wanted, or was it something the monster controlling her done to her. And slowly, his mind was becoming blank, overwhelmed with pleasure, as Rarity moved up and down, letting loud, eerie, carnal cries each time her lower lips touched his scales.

- Come on, yes, Spike! You shall become my liege… My slave… My… Sire…!

Spike’s eyes widened, and a moment later, he was met with her sparkling, blue gaze, as Rarity pressed her golden, spiky ornamental hoofshoes against scales on his chest, and she assumed even more direct position. Her hips moved up and down, coating his joined cocks with steadily increasing amount of juices. He was about to say something, and protest, but only low, lecherous moans escaped his jaws, much to Nightmare Rarity’s pleasure. She briefly considered releasing one of his cocks to tease him further, but her mission was far, far more important.

- Join me, Spike! We shall rule together! Me, you… and… the children of the night!

Rarity threw her head back, her demonic laughter combined with the orgasm that shook through her body, making her front- and hindlegs weak. If her tightness before has amazed Spike, then her walls gripping on his cock drove him to the point of madness. He wasn’t sure if it was his love for her or the animalistic desire that seeped into his mind, but Spike roared her name again, and unable to control his body, gave into the madness, jerking his hips on his own for the first time this night.

Two hefty streams of his seed shot up, flooding Rarity’s already crowded pussy in an instant with his virile cum that soon had to leak outside under pressure, but not before setting Rarity’s orgasm anew. On his rock hard, double cocks, Rarity was flailing like a hoof-puppet, babbling something that sounded like a combination of cries, mangled bits of Spike’s name and magical spells, and it certainly looked like she was under one, writhing and moaning. Rarity rocked her hips for what seemed like hours, her orgasm leading to his in a vicious cycle, milking him for his seed, but their carnal, otherworldly journey found its end with an unlikely sound.

- A-Auch! - Spikey? - Nightmare Rarity squealed in an unnaturally high voice.

Rarity stopped and opened her eyes, as she heard her drakefriend’s distressed voice.

- No, it’s… it’s alright. - Spike wheezed, still catching breath from his climax that tore through his body. - It’s that… that scale on my arm…

In a blink of an eye, Rarity lit the lights, transforming the halls of Nightmare Moon into their regular bedroom, and with another spell, undid the chains around Spike’s wrist, seeing the problem at once. With the metal that trapped his loose scale gone, Spike let out a sigh of relief, though he was met with Rarity’s concerned face.

- I told you you should go and have a hooficure, Spikey! - she spoke, her voice slowly becoming the one of her own - They do claws now too, ever since Smolder told them how…

She leaned closer and placed a kiss at the place where crooked scale was, and then on his jaw, inviting his draconic tongue deep into her mouth. His free hands closed around her torso, covered in glamorous, golden nightgown, as the two basked in the afterglow for a few, long minutes.

- Good thing it didn’t happen when we were in the heat of the action.

Rarity giggled in response, her eyes slowly turning into her usual colour with every blink.

- Also… wow. - Spike was still breathing heavily, gathering thoughts that rushed through his head - I… I didn’t expect you would… - Take both of your boys? - Rarity leaned on his chest, letting another deep moan - Well, I thought I need to make this evening special for my dear Spikey-Wikey.

She cupped his snout again, and kissed him, her cheeks reddening, which became even more pronounced on her usual, white coat.

- And you were magnificent as well… - she sighed. - I didn’t do that much, Rarity… - Oh, yes, you ha-have….

She cried out, when she moved in place, feeling his cocks, though limp, still filling her to the brim. This, combined with his copious orgasm seeping from her well-used opening, resulted in a series of purrs that reverberated in Spike’s chest and his belly, as Rarity got comfortable on it.

- Where did you get all those spells from? - Spike asked, stroking her mane. - Oh, you know… - Don’t tell me you asked Twilight. - Spike let out a groan. - Magical make-up, spell to turn ribbons into chains, the lights, the fog… she’s so gonna know it was for kinky stuff… - I told her it’s for Nightmare Night… - Rarity spoke softly. - Which is in like half a year!

Spike groaned and hid his face in his hands.

- Now I won’t be able to look at her for weeks… - Hey!

Spike opened his eyes and found Rarity’s muzzle once again pressed against his.

- If I want to give my Spikey a night he won’t forget, then it’s my business.

She gently stomped her hoof against his chest, which resulted in him showing her his mouth and lead into another kiss.

- And did you enjoy my show? - Rarity leaned and fluttered her eyelids. - Oh, definitely. - he stroked her mane - So, does that mean Nightmare Rarity has won? - Well…

Rarity moved her hoof in circles against his chest, keeping him in the dark. The two liked role-playing, and ever since the two enjoyed their session as Power-Ponies, Rarity dreamt of a bit more sinistr scenario, and of course the episode of her life seemed perfect to use as a base for that scenario.

- Maybe. I mean, you have certainly… infused her with your essence… - she enunciated those words, looking at his giddy smile - But maybe there is a way to snap Rarity from the curse? - Last time I saved you with the power of my love… So maybe this time…