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Benefits of Friendship	By : Le-Chemineau-du-Monde-Occidental Category: +M through R > My Little Pony Views: 8603 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not known My Little Pony:Friendship is Magic, nor the characters from it. I make no money by writing this story.

Chapter List
- 1-A Friend Indeed
- 1
“Alright, we have a lot of tidying up to do before Princess Celestia comes. We need to organize the books on the shelves, dust...”
Truth be told, I wasn't listening to a single word my master said. There were more pressing matters that required my attention, things much more important than a list of tiresome chores. It was nearing the day that I had been painstakingly planning for weeks now. I've finally summoned the courage to declare my undying love and I making sure that all preparations were made was my top priority.
“Spike...? Spike!” Twilight's shrill snapped me back to attention.
“Are you even paying attention? It is very important that everything on the list if finished, we don't want to upset the Princess.”
“I know Twilight, I'm sorry. I was just think about what to do to get this done in time. You know, strategizng.”
“Well then, I can't complain about that,” Twilight's eyes seemed to sparkle in delight. “Moving on then...”
She went on with the meticulous list and I returned my focus to my greater concerns. Everything was almost set in place, all that I needed now was the opportunity to get her alone. I desperately wanted to return to my room to gaze upon the gem I had found for her. Oh, what a beautiful stone it was, a vibrant sapphire just like her eyes. I can picture her face when I give it to her and how happy she will be. Once she sets eyes on it I know that her love will by mine and mine alone.
“Now, I promised Fluttershy that I would help her with the animals. Please Spike, it is very important that everything on the list is done before I return.”
“Yes ma'am! You can count on me!” I feigned my enthusiasm and bade Twilight farewell. Now I had time alone, void of nagging, to plan without interruption.
How I loathed organizing the shelves. I had been doing it so long that I could surely do it in my sleep. Though sometimes I wondered was there even a point. No matter how well I followed her instructions my master was never able to find what she needed, but I was obligated to obey her. So I dutifully picked up the books and returned them to their rightful places on the shelves.
But lately, especially as that day neared, I've worked at a snail's pace. Even while up on the tall ladder I found myself glancing over my shoulder to my room, wanting desperately to gaze upon my prized gift for her. It was a breathtaking sight, much like her, a very fitting gift indeed. After every book I shelved I looked over until I could no longer restrain myself. I climbed down the ladder, and even though I was alone, I tip-toed sneakily to my room.
Just as I was pulling out the velvet box a sudden knock spooked me. I quickly hid the box back underneath my mattress and peered out of the doorway. I breathed a sigh of relief, I hadn't been caught, but it was definitely a close call. Who could it be, I wondered, knowing Twilight would have simply came in and announced her return.
Making the way to the door, I peered through the glass and saw her face. My heart skipped a beat and a sudden anxiousness overtook me. Unsure of what to do, I hesitated, and then there was another knock. With a heavy breath and a large swallow, I opened the door and nervously smiled, “H-hi Rarity...”
“Hello Spike. Twilight informed me that she may have a book that can be of assistance with my new designs. Majestic Patterns of Canterlot I believe was the title.”
“Ah!” my voice nearly cracked and I had to quickly quell my excitement, “I just saw it on the shelf. Come on in, I'll get it for you.”
I took Rarity into the library and scanned the countless books, “There it goes!” It was on the very top shelf, but that wasn't a problem in the least. I rushed to the ladder and climbed it, but in all my haste I hadn't realized that the book was just out of my reach. I leaned cautiously to my side, stretching my arm out as far as it could possibly go to reach it but had no luck.
I tried, again and again, just trying to clip the binding with my fingers to knock it off the shelf. I could feel the ladder wobbling with each of my movements. This struggle went on for at least a minute before Rarity finally spoke up,
“Spike darling, I am in a bit of a rush. Perhaps you should come down and move the ladder over?”
“I almost got it...” I strained, throwing my weight to the side, and finally I was able to knock the book out of place. I watched it hit the ground with a sense of satisfaction, but unbeknownst to me the ladder was off one of its legs. Slowly it continued to move to the side until finally it toppled over, and I fell along with it.
“Ah!” a high-pitched shriek filled the home.
My eyes opened and the world around me spun. It felt like a lot of time had passed and I wondered for just how long had I been knocked out. My hands groped around, searching for something to hold onto while I pushed myself up to my knees. As I recovered from my daze I looked down to my hand. The floor didn't feel cold, or even hard. But that was because my hand wasn't groping at the wooden planks, it was pressed and sinking into Rarity's warm bosom.
Blood rushed to my face, I felt a sudden warmth wash over me. This was the most improper position to be in yet I couldn't pull my hand away. No, I didn't want to pull my hand away. I looked at Rarity below me and how peaceful she looked there, apparently sleeping. My eyes wandered and examined her body, the body I've longed to view, let alone touch for so long. Her skin was as white as milk and as soft as silk. Her amethyst curls sprawled over her shoulders and the floor. Had I died and gone to heaven?
Then, with a groan, she stirred and her eyes began to open. I was so capitulated by her pleasing features that I was paralyzed. She tried to sit up but couldn't with my weight on top of her, instead she lifted her head by the neck to look down her body. The way her face twisted and turned red when she saw my fingers digging into her soft mound, even that didn't make me pull away. But her horrified scream shocked me back to my senses. Quickly my hand retreated and I stood up.
My back was turned to her, I couldn't face her now. What was I thinking? Was I even thinking? What had I done?
“I...I should take my leave.” Her voice lacked the usual sureness that I found so very pleasing.
Still unable to look at her, I stormed off angrily to my quarters. My mind was flooded. Everything that I had worked for was ruined. There was no way now that a gift, even from the heart, could repair the damage done by succumbing to my animal urges. I knew Rarity well, and I knew for a fact that she could never love someone so unrefined to cop a feel. “Stupid, how stupid!” I scolded myself while pounding against the wall with a tightly formed fist. Although alone, I mustered the strength from my every fiber to not emasculate myself by crying.
What was the point of it all now? Was any real purpose to living if I couldn't have the one I loved? My body trembled with anger and I pounded on the wall again. I had only myself to blame.
“Spike, darling...?”
The sound of her voice made me pick up my head and I stared blankly at the wall before me with a horrified gaze. She hadn't left already? Did she hear me and see me act in this way? My heart sank. If she hadn't decided to rid herself of me before then she would surely do so now after viewing my temper. But she called out my name, and I couldn't resist her sweet voice. I held my breath, lowered my breath, and turned to face her though my eyes could not meet hers.
I saw her feet stop just before mine and felt her hand lift up my chin. I could no longer keep it in, tears had formed in my eyes. I expected her to slap me and to discard me like a dirty rag, because all I was was just a dirty boy. But to my surprise, my eyes found a soft smile. Confused, I blinked,
“Spike, you are one of my most treasured friends. All you were trying to do was help me, accidents do happen. You are not stupid.”
I mouthed her name but my voice failed me.
“For being such a helpful friend, you are deserving of a reward.”
I couldn't process what was going on, but before, the reward she had given me was the most cherished moment of my life. She leaned in close, my lip quivered. Never in my wildest dreams would I have expected her to be so understanding. Perhaps I didn't know her as well as I had once thought.
But while I was expecting a mere peck on the cheek, something entirely unexpected happened. All I could do was watch in disbelief as Rarity lightly closed her eyes and tilted her head. I felt her breath as she came closer, and when her lips pressed onto mine I could taste its sweetness. My eyes grew wide, I didn't have a clue on what to do. The kiss only lasted for a second, but the time that our lips met felt much longer.
“I can no longer think of you as just a young boy, and it is not fair to you for me to do that.”
I kept staring blankly as she pulled away, I didn't even notice that her hand had wandered down to my hip.
“You are a young man now, Spike. Charming, delightful, and good-natured, but still a young man. I know that when young men feel a certain way about someone they care for, they desire certain things.”
It was a riddle who's meaning I could not solve. Just what did she mean? My eyes looked down when I heard the zipper of my slacks move. I tried to hunch over to hide it, but it was impossible, my prick stuck from my fly as stiff as a steel rod.
“Is this what you want, Spike? I know this is what many young men often think about.” Her voice was hushed to a near whisper as her hand navigated its way to my erection. Her fingers delicately brushed up along the shaft and then wrapped loosely around its shape. Slowly she stroked it, up and down, while applying the slightest pressure.
“How does that feel?”
I tilted my head back, my eyes closed. I felt as if my knees were going to buckle as the strength was sapped from me. The rage I had felt just moments ago had completely subsided, replaced by pleasure and uncertainty. Meekly, I gave her an answer, “G-good...”
My prick throbbed violently in her hand with each subtle, skillful motion, “You are quite impressive Spike, does Twilight know of this?”
Me, impressive? It felt too good for me to dwell on the compliment. But the mention of Twilight's name brought a sudden feeling of guilt and I looked at Rarity sharply, shaking my head franticly.
Rarity grinned, amused by my timidness. She leaned up and kissed me on the cheek before lowering down into a squat before me. I followed her with my eyes, unsure of what she was planning. Positioned on her knees, she held my prick up, “Just relax and enjoy the sensation. This is the reward that men receive from the one who truly values their friendship.”
Whatever strength I had within me was completely sapped away when I felt a warmth enveloping the tip of my member. I fell back, my legs no longer capable of supporting me, and caught myself on the desk behind me. I propped myself up, eyes rolled back and closed.
The sensation was indescribable. Her technique flawless. Never before had I felt something so powerful. This was something I had often dreamed of, but never had I imagined my dream would come true. She wasted little time before taking in more of my length, sucking on it with a constant rhythm. Then there was the teasing play of her tongue, the tip and the blade, swirling around my pulsing cock.
I tried desperately to control myself, expanding my chest wide with each breath. I felt dizzy and warm, my body trembling each time she took in another inch of my girth.
“R-Rarity...” I whispered, managing to look down at her as she slowly bobbed her head back and forth. She returned my gaze with half-lidded eyes, a smile visible from the cracked edges of her supple lips. My shaft glistened in the light with her saliva.
The further she went on the quicker her movements became. The sharper he tongue flicked against my sensitive sides and the deeper she took in my length. It wasn't long before my tip was wedged deep in her throat.
My breaths were ragged and it seemed natural that I had begun to thrust my hips. I pushed my cock deeper into her mouth, quicker with each successive thrust, swelling uncontrollable inside of her.
I felt myself growing hot, sweat having perspired over my whole body. I was losing control of my thrusts, becoming savagely wild, and then with a sudden jolt I felt myself reach where I could no longer hold back. I strained my muscles to hold it in and leaned my head back.
I spilled my seed while in her mouth, and after getting a taste of the first wave I felt Rarity's lips tighten around my shaft. She pulled back and away quickly on reaction and I tried to prevent the subsequent waves from exploding, but another, and then another erupted from my pulsing member to paint her contorted face with thick ropes of semen.
Looking down at her, I hadn't a clue on what to do. She looked disgusted, eyes closed, as if she were just splashed with slime. Carefully she stood up and rushed blindly out of my room to wash her face. I didn't follow her, I didn't know what to say. I stood there, breathing, savoring the sensations of the most powerful orgasm I had ever experienced.
Rarity left with her book without saying another word and I resumed my chores. It didn't take me long to finish, I had new energy in me. But when I finished that long list, fatigue suddenly hit me, and I retired to my bed.
“I'm home!”
I heard Twilight call out but I merely rolled in my bed. She came to my door and I peeked up to see her smiling.
“I passed Rarity on the way back, she said you were able to help her find that book she needed.”
I grunted a response and she continued, “I'll have to be careful, I wouldn't want her to steal away wonderful assistant.” Twilight giggled and she left me alone to rest.
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