A Special Celebration
Where is he…
These were the thoughts that plagued the Dragon Lord’s mind as she scanned the skies around her mountain turned throne. Below her, the dragons that were her subjects were busy celebrating together with some ponies as well by enjoying a rather large feast as well as dancing with one another. The celebration was to commemorate Ember’s fifthteenth year of rule as Dragon Lord. It was truly a sight nopony or dragon would expect to see fifteen years ago before Ember became Dragon Lord. But ever since she gained the scepter, the influence from her first true friend caused her to work on changing the ways of the dragons.
Over the years, she worked on improving not only their relations with other races and nations, but also how dragons viewed each other and their lives. No longer was there hateful words or ill spoken wishes towards ponies and other races once considered weak by dragon standards. Their culture became a big influence with the changes Ember began with her rule, later resulting with Dragon Lord Mountain turning into a city for Dragons and other creatures. Over the past years, with the help of the ponies, the mountain and the rocky plane around it was turned into a bustling city. The architectural design was somewhat strange yet fitting for the dragons.
The original mountain that served as a throne with its exterior, was turned into the personal home of the current Dragon Lord on the inside. Spreading around the rocky plain surrounding the main mountain were various other mountains, smaller in size and created with the help of magic from the ponies. All magical mountains were excavated and hallowed to have countless caves to be furnished by their new dragon owners. There were also special pipes created that went deep underground to the dormant lava pool beneath the city, allowing its heat to rise to the insides of the homes above.
That was not the only change that developed over the years. Various areas around the city also had countless kinds of plant life with different little critters running about. These parks were a gift from the Earth Ponies, who miraculously turned parts of the rocky plain into suitable soil for even the most delicate of plant life. These parks were kept flourishing by the team of weather ponies that volunteered to live within the city. Many of those Pegasi had become good friends of Ember’s, mainly due to their connection with one of her other friends known as Rainbow Dash.
She sighed again as she remembered the reason she met that pegasus in the first place, or rather who introduced her. The same dragon that should be at the celebration with her right now…
Did he really forget about how important today is?
Ember returned her gaze to the celebrating crowd below, watching as the dragons and ponies alike enjoyed each other’s company in the city square. Her eyes focused on a particular couple, a young drake and mare, holding each other tightly at a table. The mare’s head was nuzzling the crook of the drake’s neck. A more common sight since Ember became Dragon Lord. Such couples were free to publicly show their affection.
However, such affection only worked at making her feel even worse than she had before, reminding her again of a certain missing drake. With a hrumph of annoyance, Ember made her decision. “If he can’t send word of why he’s late, then I’ll make him explain it himself!” As she finished speaking, she raised her scepter. And as she did so, it began to give of a powerful glow before dissipating. As the glow finally ceased, she lowered her scepter to the ground again, a small smile displayed on her face. Now, we wait…
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“Yak’s look forward to trading with dragons.” The loud and boisterous voice spoke. “Yak’s love beautiful gems dragons have, and know they will think the same of Yakistanian furs.” As the Yak finished speaking, the drake in front of him gave a deep bow.
“We look forward to receiving true Yakistanian furs, Prince Rutherford.” As the drake stood from his bow, he began to give off a strong shine from his scales.
“Why dragon glowing?” The Yak prince stared curiously at the drake, lost as to why he gave off a bright glow.
As the shocked drake realized what was happening, he bowed again to the Yakistanian prince. “I apologize, Prince Rutherford. It appears my Lord calls for my presence.”
The Yakistanian Prince nodded his head in understanding, waving a hoof to give the drake leave. “Yak’s understand. Have safe journey home ambassador dragon.”
“Thank you, Prince Rutherford, till we meet again.” And with a final bow, the dragon left the throne room and began the long journey back to the dragon lands…
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Ember was at a stone desk within her private chambers in Dragon Lord Mountain, diligently writing a message for Princess Celestia. They were coming up on the expiration of their trade agreement, and plans had to be made for its renewment. The celebrations had ended as the moon rose into the sky. The ponies and dragons had returned to their homes for the night, either to continue the celebration on their own or to enjoy a good night’s rest. As she was finishing the letter with her signature, she felt a familiar presence behind her. “You were supposed to be here two days ago.”
As she finished rolling up the letter and applying her personal seal to it, a green flame was blown over her shoulder, enveloping the letter. As the letter burned, the green smoke that came after wisped away and out the open door of her chambers. “Sorry, but the Yaks are rather… difficult, when it comes to establishing trade agreements.” The being’s claws found themselves resting on her shoulders.
Letting out a sigh, Ember returned the gesture by laying her own claws atop his own. “You remember why today is so important, right Spike?” She turned her head and gazed into the emerald eyes that had captured her heart so many years ago.
Spike smiled as Ember looked up to him, remembering why this day was so important to the two of them. “Of course I do, Ember. And you know I’ll never forget.” Lowering his head, he planted a quick kiss on her forehead.
With a smile, she placed her head into the crook of his neck, relishing in the intimate contact of the moment. Letting out a breath, she didn’t know she was holding, Ember realized a weight was lifted from her shoulders she didn’t even know was there. “Sorry for using the Call Of The Dragon Lord on you… I was just really worried about you.”
Giving off a soft laugh, Spike tightened his grip briefly in a reassuring manner. “I know, I know. The frozen mountains of Yakistan is no place for a dragon.”
“I’m just glad you’re safe…” With that said, Ember pulled her head from the crook of Spike’s neck, only for their lips to meet in a kiss. They sat there for a while, gently expressing their love for each other with one passionate kiss after the other. After a while, Ember broke the endless pattern, pressing her forehead against his. “To think, it’s our fifth year anniversary since we were married, and the fifteen year anniversary of when we first met…”
Ember gently pushed Spike away, so she could get out of the chair at her desk, only to continue pushing him towards a more comfortable destination. With a yelp of surprise, Spike found himself falling backwards onto the rather large bed they had shared together many times over the years. Of course, his memories weren’t just ones revolving around sleep, though it definitely came after some of the activities they would participate in.
As soon as Spike’s back made contact with the bed sheets, Ember immediately pinned him down as she gave him a strong and passionate kiss. The minutes passed, and the kiss went from passionate to hungry, their tongues battling for dominance with one another as they fought the urge to separate for air. But even dragons need to breathe like any other pony, and the two lovebirds found themselves parting lips. They laid there, staring into each other’s eyes as they fought to regain their breath.
“Next time…*pant*... at least…*pant*... send a letter!” Ember struggled to speak between her frantic breathing. But before Spike could even reply, he found himself silenced by another onslaught from Ember’s mouth. Of course, Spike had nothing to complain about. He was going to enjoy a night with his wife on their anniversary.
All of a sudden, Ember broke away with a gasp of surprise, as another good friend of hers made their presence known. “*Giggle*, it seems like someone else is feeling neglected~,” Ember said sultrily as she gave Spike one of the most sexiest looks he’d seen in awhile. Quickly, Ember reached between them and firmly grasped said good friend who had knocked at the back door only moments before. “We can’t have that now, can we?”
Giving Ember a smirk of his own, he brought one of his claws down to an area of hers that had gotten quite sensitive during their little makeout session, and quite wet as well. Almost immediately, Spike inserted two of his claws into Ember’s depths, eliciting a surprised gasp, shortly followed by a moan from the dragoness. “They aren’t the only one feeling left out, from what I can tell.”
With a lustful growl, Ember let her weight fall onto Spike’s claws, relishing in the feeling of them sinking into her quickly dampening depths. For a few minutes, they continued as such, each using each other’s claws to pleasure the other, an occasional gasp, moan, or grunt being released.
But their ministrations to one another was not enough for either of them, especially not Ember, as she had been waiting to jump her husband all day. Using what she held captive in her claws, Ember gently nudged Spike’s claws from her lips. Quickly understanding what she had in mind, Spike complied and leaned back casually as he licked his claws clean for her to see.
The lewd act definitely had the desired effect on Ember, as it only turned her on more and accelerated the process of her impaling herself on Spike’s member. With a pleasant shudder, she slowly eased onto it, releasing a content sigh as she made it all the way to his base. After a few moments of the two of them sharing a loving gaze, Spike gently grabbed her hips as she began to gently raise and lower herself. Ember quickly began to pick up the pace, the sounds of their bodies colliding becoming more prominent within the room.
Spike was doing little work other than helping Ember keep balance. She was always the more dominant one between the two of them, but Spike had no reason to complain. Within minutes, Ember went from coos and sighs to moans and silent screams of pleasure as she continued to pick up the pace. With a smile, Spike did something they rarely did that he knew Ember would still love. Without ever removing his dick from her depths, Spike lifted her up and manipulated their bodies so he was holding her arms behind her back and pounding her from behind. Ember wasn't even given a chance to question or complain as Spike carried on where she left off.
The situation, when it arose, of Spike taking the reigns and being more rough on her always turned her on more. It was always a nice and thrilling change from the normal. But just when Ember thought the moment couldn't get any better, Spike took one of his hands from holding her arms behind her back to lift one of her legs over his shoulder. All of a sudden he was pushing deeper into her, hitting spots she didn't even know existed. Finding herself lost to the pleasure, tongue lolling out the side of her mouth, Ember didn't even notice Spike removing his other hand from her wrists and allowing her to use them for support again. All she could think about was how close she was. Suddenly, her thoughts were stopped abruptly as she felt a sudden and firm smack to the ass. As soon as she heard the smack and felt the sting on her ass cheek, she eventually became aware of the orgasm that had passed and stopped all brain functions within her head.
Panting, she turned to look at Spike over her shoulder with a raised eyebrow. “That’s something new…”
“A little something special Rarity told me about last I saw her. Figured you’d like it~.” Spike leaned in and gently pecked her on her cheek, causing her to blush.
After regaining her breath and playfully swatting Spike away with his gentle actions, she gave him a quick kiss. “Very. Remind me to never ask that mare why she seems to know so much about sex. Regardless, it seems to have brought only me to a climax…” Pushing against Spike with her back, she forced him onto his own as she laid across him, his dick still throbbing within her pussy. “We can't have that now, can we~?”
With a wicked grin, Spike wrapped an arm around her waist and used his free claws to play with her clit, eliciting sharp gasps from her since she was still sensitive. “No, we can't.” Almost immediately, Spike began where he left off, his orgasm still somewhat close. Not wanting to finish without his partner, he continued playing with her clit, switching from simply stroking it to playing with the fun button to bring her as quickly to the edge as possible . He continued to repeat this as he pistoned in and out of her, hard and quick. Ember was nothing more than a moaning mess as Spike continued to have his way with her. With a final and loud grunt, Spike bottomed out in her, pushing her over the edge yet again as he did nothing but play with her sensitive button, painting her insides white.
As Spike continued to fill Ember’s womb up with his seed, he gently rubbed her pussy as she began to come down from her orgasmic high. As they laid there with one another catching their breath, Ember reached back with a claw and brought Spike’s head to her own for a long and passionate kiss. Once they separated, they leaned their foreheads against one another, relishing in the moment.
“I love you, Spike…” Ember said with a happy sigh, sleep beginning to gain a grasp on her exhausted body.
“I love you, too. Happy anniversary Ember…” And with Spike’s words, Ember found herself falling asleep with a content and happy smile on her face. Spike was not far behind as he pulled one of the discarded sheets from the floor and placed it over the two of them. As the two held each other close as their minds drifted off to dream, the moon shined over them through the balcony window, offering a peaceful setting as the candles in the room burnt out in wisps of smoke. A happy anniversary for the duo, and hopefully, many more were yet to come.