Orders
Orders
Ember gave only a low growl as she could only glare at the Bloodstone Scepter in her hands. The object that should have given her dominion over all dragons, from hatchlings to the most ancient of their kind. Allowing her to summon them from the farthest corners of the world, and, if welded by a dragon powerful enough, give her complete control over them, and possibly more. Yet she couldn’t even give the simplest of orders, causing her subjects to only follow her commands in fear of her rage, or, more accurately, her father’s, a fact she knew far too well.
‘I am the Dragon Lord... why doesn't the Scepter work for me...’ She contemplated as she paced before her throne.
She brought up everything she knew of the Scepter, including how her father had used it during his own rule. She had done everything right, yet none of her subjects seemed to be as compelled to follow her orders as they should have been. And, unfortunately, over the years, had grown far too relaxed in her presence, which, in dragon culture, never boded well for the rulers. She was at the end of her rope, racking her brain, trying to figure it out until... it came to her.
“When I became... no... wait. When Spike became Dragon Lord...” She said, thinking back to when he first grabbed the Scepter: the look in his eyes, light swarming around him, the powerful waves of energy, all signs that he gained its power, while she only got a spark. “The Scepter fully recognized him as ruler... HE IS STILL THE DRAGON LORD!”
How she never realized it sooner was beyond her, but that was not the point, she now had a clear goal in mind. Even though she had no idea how to pass the role over to her, the most important thing was to get him here, so, with that, she made her way to her war room and wrote a summons for Spike, saying they urgently needed to discuss an important matter, before sending it aflame.
‘It... has been a while since I last saw him...’ She thought with a light blush, ‘I do wonder how he’s changed.’ Ember had never put much thought into it before, but she found Spike to be rather cute, and was more excited to find out that he was only a few years younger than her. His growth apparently being stunted by his environment, a fact that has allegedly been corrected, if his letters were to be believed.
“A lot to catch up on...and a lot to fix...” She said, looking to the Scepter in her claws, “And if anyone can help...Spike can...”
Ember paced back and forth, keeping her eyes on the sky as she awaited her guest’s arrival. She received his response sooner than she expected to, since she knew he’s normally swamped with work, but in the letter, he said that he’s more than happy to help, and would come as quickly as his wings could carry him.
‘Willing to take time for me...’ Ember thought, a blush growing on her face as she leaned against the entrance to her cave, ‘A kind... caring dragon...’ As she began to lose herself in thought, the very drake that was occupying her thoughts was nearing his destination.
Spike glided down, his eyes scanning over the Dragon Lands below, “Man... it has been a while. A few years...” He said, noting the many changes that had taken place since his last visit.
He adjusted his flight path as he headed for the cave of the leader of the dragons; where Ember would be waiting for him, needing to tell him of her urgent matter. It worried him, the rushed writing, the urgent words, he replied as rapidly as he could, not caring to ask for more information, like he would normally do, no, he was needed immediately. Though, in the back of his mind, he had been wanting to see Ember again, and this just gave him the opportunity he was unknowingly looking for.
He spotted her just outside of her cave, seemingly deep in thought, and, as he landed, he took notice of how much she filled out since he last saw her. Her body was more curved than it had been before, her outfit now enhancing her robust figure, mixing with a good amount of muscle. Her tight, black, crop-top showed a heavy amount of cleavage while her ripped pants hugged her hips so well. He blushed as his eyes drank in her form, and how revealing her outfit was, a much different clothing standard for royalty then he was used to.
Ember, too, was surprised to see the more drastic change in Spike’s appearance, he now stood equal height to her, his limbs longer and having great muscle definition.She managed to catch a glimpse of his washboard abs as he came in for a landing, the gust of wind exposing his body to her, if only for a moment. She bit her lip as her eyes bluntly traveled south, down his body, to his pants, and especially to the very visible outline of his package.
After several seconds of silence, both dragons shook themselves from their ogling and cleared their throats, shifting awkwardly.
“Well, looks like you weren’t wrong, Spike: big changes.” Ember said with a chuckle.
“Yeah, a lot has happened over the years. But we can talk about that later... what’s the issue?” Spike asked, switching his brain to problem solving mode.
“Oh, right. I didn’t explain it well in the letter...” She said, tapping her chin, “Well... it’s about the Scepter... I’ll explain on the way.”
So they made their way to the throne room as Ember explained the issue she had been having with the Bloodstone Scepter’s power, ending with her realization that it was still linked to him. She only paused to order the guards that stood around the chamber away, allowing them to have their sensitive conversation in peace.
“You... can’t be serious, right? I gave you the throne. Yeah, there wasn’t any fanfare for it... but you’re still the Lord!” Spike replied, not fully believing it.
Ember sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, “, Trust me Spike I wish I was joking. But I am serious! I should have full command over all dragons, in every way, but I can’t even do a simple summon.” Her frustration at the lack of her ability.
Spike scratched his head, he never fully understood the full potential of the Bloodstone Scepter, but it seemed to have more power than he had guessed, “Well... let's test it. Give me a command, and if it really should give you total control over dragons, then I should do as you say. Just to be sure.”
She shifts, uncomfortable knowing it wouldn’t work, but she had to prove it, “Well, fine then. Spike, I command you to bow before me and swear an oath of fealty to me, your Dragon Lord!”
Spike winced from the slight harsh tone of her words and the Scepter began to glow faintly, but nothing happened. Spike felt nothing, no tingling, no glowing, nothing like what happened when her father summoned him, along with all the eligible dragons to take part in the Gauntlet of Fire, all those years ago. Ember seemed to strain, the glow growing only a little more before flickering out to nothing.
Ember released the command from her mind, the power having done nothing, “See... nothing... Now you try it. If it reacts to you, and your word is law, then you are still the Dragon Lord.” She held the powerful relic up for him to take.
“It might have been a fluke... besides, I don’t like the idea of having complete control over anyone, honestly.” The purple drake said, shaking his hands before pushing the Scepter away from him, “Come on, maybe there's something else...”
“Spike... I know you were raised by ponies, but you should know by now that our kind respects power above all else. They will bow down to, and serve the one they see as the strongest of them all, and this...” She thrusted the Bloodstone Scepter to him once again, “...Is an absolute symbol of power. We must know for sure!”
With that, she grabbed his hand and passed the possession of the Scepter to him. The object hummed and gave off a stronger glow, seemingly finding the connection of its true ruler restored. Spike felt a surge of energy rush through his body, a feeling he hasn't felt since he last touched the relic.
“Now... Give me a command. Anything and everything is one the table.” Ember said, his mind quickly drifting to places where it shouldn’t have, but he quickly shook it off. “How about we start with a bow. Order me to bow and I will try not to.”
“Um... Ember... I, dragon Lord Spike, command you to bow before me.” He said, unsure of himself, before the red ruby at the head of the artifact hummed with power and gave off stronger rays of light.
Ember grunted as her body was racked by the command, her body glowing as she tried to resist the order, but soon falling to her knees and bowing before Spike. She took a deep breath as she finally let the command given to her be upheld. It was clear to her that Spike was still truly the Dragon Lord, and had the right to rule over their kind. When she felt the magic fade, she looked up to see his shocked expression, a look of disbelief.
“If that still doesn't convince you... try something more complex. The Scepter is reacting to you. Anything goes: from war and combat orders, to sexual desires, gems, and anything else you can imagine...”
“Wait! Back it up... what was that?” Spike babbled in distrust.
“What? Gems? For your hoard?” Ember replied, raising a brow, “Well you can command dragons to get gems for you, or provide you...”
“Before that!” He said, slamming the base of the Scepter against the ground.
Ember shivers from the command in his voice, and the Scepter begins to glow again, causing the words to come back into her mind, making her blush, “Oh... sexual desires... You can command any dragon or dragonesses to serve your... needs in the bed, easily getting a mate or full hoard if you so choose...”
“Nope! Not gonna happen...” He said, hiding his blush as he looked away, “I am never gonna command war or... demand... sex... of someone without their consent! I mean, I can’t even imagine having that sort of power, to just be able to say, ‘Ember, I command you to suck my cock,’ and you being forced to do it!”
Ember blushed as her body began to grow hot and a light glow covered her body, “Well, I wouldn’t say forced... I mean, I will do it, if that’s what you desire... with... or... without a command~” She cooed as her own deep feelings for him melded with his accidental command.
Spike shivered as he heard the shift in her tone, and he turned, fearing he had given her a command, “Ember... I... I didn’t...” His face lit up as he felt her breasts pressing against him.
“Spike, like I said: with... or without a command...” She said, pressing herself against his chest, letting him feel her softness, “I want to do it... Do you want me to do it?”
Spike was nearly speechless, standing there, stunned, as he felt her body pressing against his, his face heating up as he blushed. He couldn’t stop his hands from wrapping around her, clasping onto her curvaceous figure, and seeing her shiver ever so slightly from his touch.
“I... I uh...” His mind was working overtime, trying to decide rather to go along with it, or to talk his way out of it, but it all came to a halt as he heard Ember speak.
“Power is what we dragon’s admire, Spike... I will show you...” She said, the growing need from his order making her tired of his meek attitude that she once admired, for his body was telling her exactly what he wanted, with the bulge now pressing against her.
She led him to the center of the room, pushed him onto the throne, and, with a few quick swipes of her claws, their shirts, pants, and undergarments fell to the ground in tatters. Her jaw nearly dropped as she laid eyes on Spike’s now free dragonhood, standing half erect from his own growing excitement.
“Truly worthy... of being a Dragon Lord~” She whispered to herself, impressed by Spike’s prowess, before taking hold of his cock and stroking it as she took control.
“Ah~ Ember~” Spike groaned as he felt his cock grow fully erect from her touch; her grasp hard on his cock, and each of her pumps deep with meaning.
She moaned softly as his cock throbbed in her grasp, taking a moment to enjoy the moment, she began stroking him, building him up as she held him against the throne. She slid her body down until she was staring right at his pride, her nose filled with the scent of his musk. Her own arousal growing, her tongue inching forward, before giving it a long, slow lick from the base to the very tip. The flavors washed over her tongue, sparking a craving that she greedily indulged in, wasted no time, she took his cock into her mouth and sucked on it as she pumped its base.
Spike gasped as he felt her mouth envelop his cock, eagerly sucking on it, controlling the pace of everything. Spike’s claws gripped the Scepter and the arm of the chair as he began to truly enjoy the pleasure she was giving him, kept in place by her hand on his hips, pinning him down and sending a shiver along his spine. The authority she showed was invigorating, and gave his base instincts a taste of something primal.
Ember pulled off his shaft, panting softly as she slowed her pace. “Hmm~ You taste like a true dragon~ in your prime~” She hummed as she cupped his heavy balls, quivering from the potential he presented.
He watched as she dipped down, admiring his jewels, and tried to buck his hips as he felt Ember give a deathly slow lap at his heavy sack, “E-Ember... please... more~”
She growled and pushed his hips back down, releasing his cock, blushing brightly as it rested against her face, “I have said it before Spike, power is what we dragons respect.” She looked up past his throbbing shaft to the look of need on his face.
“I-I...” Spike stutters, not feeling right about giving her a command she had to follow, even with her words of being willing to do it.
When he remained silent, she took a slow lick of his cock, tasting him once again before pointing out, “And besides... you didn’t say to make you cum...”
Spike’s mind wanders from her words as he fully admires her nude body before him, her large breasts putting any female he had swooned over to shame. The curves of her body and the command of her voice excited him yet again, along with the feeling of his cock being left un-pleasured, he wanted more.
“Ember...” Deep in his core he felt the words come up almost naturally, and, as the Scepter began to glow, he growled, sending a shiver up her spine as he gave the order. “Finish what you started.”
“Nice try, Spike...” Her words ceased as she felt the order taking over, and she was soon back on her knees before him, the look he gave making her wetter than she had ever been before.
She did as commanded: her hand wrapped around his cock again, slowly stroking it before she lapped at the tip, coiling her tongue around it. The taste of his precum washed over her tongue, causing her to moan as she enjoyed every drop of hard work for her Dragon Lord. She felt him grunt and buck his hips, the warmth and experience of her tongue making the pleasure otherworldly.
Ember slides further down his dragonhood, feeling each and every inch of him sliding further back as she deep-throats him. Her eyes rolled back as she felt him throb inside of her. Spike nearly roared as he placed a hand on the back of her head, holding her in place, causing her to vigorously rub herself as his grip tightened around her head, before pulling her back and thrusting forward, hitting her nose with his pelvis.
Spike thrusted up into Ember’s mouth with increased intensity as he began fucking her mouth. Her tongue worked his shaft, running along each ridge every time he thrusted down to the base. He panted as he felt the tightness of her throat, the look of desire to satisfy making it that much better. It wasn’t long before he roared, letting out a jet of green fire as he hit his climax.
“MMM~!” Ember let out a muffled cry as she swallowed his waves of cum, pulling back as he released his grip, allowing her to take the rest of his load into her mouth.
The taste was everything she had hoped it would be: hot and potent, in more quantity than she could ever ask for. She kept rubbing herself, feeling her own climax coming as she swallowed a mouthful of fresh seed, feeling several streaks covering her snout and breasts, making her shake with pleasure as she imagined being caught covered in his seed. She moaned loudly as she reached her climax, her juices coating her fingers, running all down her thighs as a pool started to form at the foot of the Dragon Lord’s throne.
“Wow...” Spike whispered as he leaned back, enjoying the afterglow of his orgasm, at the power that had washed over him, showing him what Ember meant by power.
“How was that, Dragon Lord Spike?” Ember’s voice broke him from his thoughts, keeping him from drifting into a stupor, “Was it all that bad, ordering me around?”
Spike gave a sheepish smile that mixed with another healthy blush as she stood before him, again, not caring to cover herself, “It was an experience...”
She gave a small smile, but bit her lips as she saw his cock still standing tall. She suppressed her urge for the time being, and averted her eyes as she turned, “I’m sure it was...”
The rest of her words fell on deaf ears as Spike’s eyes openly enjoyed her figure once again, this time sliding down to focus more on her gracious hips. He licked his lips as she turned away, giving him a nearly full view of her ass, only partly obstructed as her tail brushing against his nose. The scent she was giving off was stronger than ever before, and it made the fire in his belly grow stronger. He looked down her toned legs and spotted subtle trails of arousal, telling him that she enjoyed serving him just as much as he had. So he stood from the throne, tightened his grip on the Bloodstone Scepter, and growled as the urge to show his sovereignty to his potential mate grew.
“Ember. How about you... present yourself to your Lord?” He said with a growing smile as he saw her stop only a few feet before him.
Her face lit up as she felt the authority in his words, “W-What do you mean, Spike...” She stumbled over her words, feeling unsure, as there was no order given through the Scepter, but her tail still lifted before she could even think, exposing the trail of juices running down her thighs.
“I shouldn’t have to give you an order for this one... unless I need to.” Spike whispered, now standing right behind her, and before she could turn to face him, his free hand groped her breast, “You were brave to admit your feelings for me~ And I would be lying if I said it isn’t mutual~”
The touch was so sudden, and his body was so close, she nearly jumped. The weight of his words kept her in place as she felt the control she once held getting chipped away. Her body knew what she wanted since the day he entered her life, and now she was given the chance to act on it.
“So why not have some more fun? Present yourself for me~” He spoke as the fire grew within him, his cock throbbing as it pressed against her ass, not moving out of respect, as they both knew their places now.
Inhaling sharply, Ember wordlessly stepped away from him and bent herself over at the seat of the throne, lifting her tail even higher as she spread her legs, giving Spike... giving the Dragon Lord an unobstructed view of her most treasured gem.
He stared at the view before him, licking his lips as she began sublty swaying her hips. He stalked closer to her, the scent of her arousal was rather intoxicating. She slid her hand between her legs and spread her lips before him, showing him how much she needed him, letting her fresh juices run down her fingers as her clit winked wildly under his gaze.
Upon seeing her in such a state, he decided to reward her, for both showing that she knows her place and because he didn’t have to give an order. But more than that, he wanted to make her squeal, so he let go of the Scepter, leaving it next to them, and suddenly grabbed her hips as he knelt down, startling her as he let out a hot breath against her winking passage.
“Ah~” Was all the sound could make before her breath hitched, his tongue slowly dragging along every bit of her dripping flower.
“Mmm~ Such a sweet gem~” His words having a smooth, yet lightly teasing tone as a smirk grew on his face, enjoying the site of her pressing against him
He began squeezing her plump rear, spreading it further apart before he dove back in, devouring her like a hoard of gems. His tongue pushing past her lips and invading her cavern, getting the strongest taste of her juices yet. It wasn’t long before he felt her walls clenching around his tongue, and her claws scraping against the back of the throne as she drew near her climax, her breath becoming all the more labored.
He pulled back and took his time licking his lips clean of her pre-orgasmic mess, “Was my gem about to finish?”
Ember bit her lip, her legs shaking ever so slightly as she’s pulled back from an even more powerful climax then the last, “Y-Yes my Lord...” She said softly, her voice just barely louder than a whisper.
“Yesss~ I could feel it~” Spike whispers, teasing her as his hands massage her rear, keeping her close to the edge, “Tell me how badly you want it.”
Before she could answer, her mind went blank as she felt his rod grinding against her. His tool was massive, and she needed to feel it inside of her; to feel the Dragon Lord claim her; to feel the power of his thrust, the power of the true ruler, of not just their kind, but of her mind, body, and soul. He knew the power of primal instincts very well; he knew that dragons used them to their advantage, and here Spike was using it to his, making her submit to him without embedding his own will against her. He knew he completed her, he fulfilled her, he became everything to her.
“I don’t hear your answer~” He said before he slapped her ass, making her cry out in painful pleasure, all as he kept rubbing his cock against her folds.
“I want it! I need it! Please~ Take me~” She begged, not wasting any time trying to hold back with her tail already raised and legs spread as far as they could , “Make me yours! Please~ Dragon Lord Spike~”
He let out a lustful growl of satisfaction, her begging and submissive tone making his entire spire throb. He pressed his weight down upon her, forcing her head down and her ass up, aligning himself with her entrance, teasing her succulent folds with his tip, pausing just as he found his place. Both drakes felt the heat radiating off one another, further fueling their burning passion that grew to a peak where only threads of sanity were holding them back.
The last thread broke for them as Spike fulfilled her desire, as well as his own, by roughly thrusting into her, sinking every inch of his long and girthy rod into her all at once. Each ridge and vein spreading her sensitive walls as he willing broke the damn she was holding back, cascading a river of ecstasy into her mind. His claws sank into her rear as the heat and wetness of her passage welcomed his shaft. His dragonhood felt her pussy convulsing as she shook with utmost pleasure.
“T-Tight~!” He growled as he bottomed out, his words decaying to groans and bestial growls.
“AH~ Spiiiiike~” Ember drooled as she felt his dragonhood slam against her g-spot, making her body go limp, only held up by Spike and the throne.
It wasn’t long after the rush of pleasure of the simple act began to fade that they had begun to chase the high. Spike’s hips moved on instinct, pulling back until only his tip was left spreading her lips open, leaving the dragoness under him whimpering and feeble pushing back, wanting his tool back where it belonged. He didn’t wait a second more before slamming back into the welcoming hole he claimed as his own. A loud cry escaped Ember’s throat as she was filled once again.
His thrusts were slow, deep, and powerful. The sounds of his hips colliding with her ass filled the throne room, mixing with their unintelligible sounds they were making. The scent of sex began to overpower the natural smell of brimestone the cave once held, only driving them deeper into their lust filled actions.
The limited amount of thought was only natural to them, the only thing they could think was to breed and be bred. Ember’s eyes rolled back as her clit winked rapidly, her body racked by an orgasm more powerful than many dragons could ever hope to achieve. She felt her arms being pulled back behind her as Spike had his way with her, all throughout her climax. Not caring for anything but for her to be his, and for her to submit to his might.
Spike’s grip tightened on her wrist as his hips became a blur, his thrusts more sunken as his tip hammered against her innermost sanctum. The moisture and clenching walls around his shaft made him roar, shooting a jet of flame into the air as his cock released torrents of pre, soaking in the feeling of him pulling her towards him and her moaning for more.
‘Breed her! Claim her! Mark your hoard!’ The words echoed in his mind, and he did just that.
With a final thrust, and guttural, feral roar, his cock fired off load after load of hot cum deep within her passage, each pulse of his cock unleashing a surge of seed into her. Ember’s eyes rolled back from the new heat flooding her, the sensation of her womb being filled was everything she ever wanted; everything she ever needed. The complete feeling within her caused another orgasm to wash over her, but it was an afterthought from the sheer volume she was bloated with.
Over time, the high slowly faded and the dragons were left panting. Spike’s grip on her wrist loosened, allowing her to fall forward onto the throne as Spike slowly pulled himself out of Ember’s creamed pussy, a gasp emanating from her as she felt his cock pop out of her, and a stream of fresh cum oozed out of her.
“Fuck... Ember... I...” Spike tried to speak, but his breath was still returning to him, and as he gulped in much needed air, his mind cleared as he knew now what he had done.
Ember's only response was a hum of satisfaction as she shook her rear for him, her fingers running along her dripping folds, “Hmm~ Dragon Lord Spike~” Her words were drenched in lust, entranced by pleasure, returning only after she looked back at him. “That was amazing~” Her tone was still submissive, and held a sultry tone.
He blushed, seeing the enjoyment on her face, almost swearing he could see hearts in her lidded eyes. He saw her playing with her creamed pussy, keeping his soldier standing at attention, and evaporating the regret he felt as she spoke again.
“Power, Spike~ Your power is... hmm~” She seemed to moan again as more cum ran down her inner thigh, causing her to cross her legs, desperately trying to hold in all she can as she slowly stands, her tail swaying with her hips.
“I hope you don’t think we’re done~” Spike spoke, a wave of energy washing over him, “You shouldn’t make your Dragon Lord do all the work~” His voice smooth, as he issued a quick order for Ember to face him.
She didn’t fight it as she turned to face him, gasping as he grasped her chin and pulled her into a kiss. Her knees nearly gave out as their tongues danced between their mouths, giving her hints of her own flavor still on his tongue. Ember’s arms wrapped around him, moaning as he felt his hand roam across her body, teasing every scale, inspecting every crevice, as if inspecting a gem to devour. She felt the power he wielded, mixed with the kind and caring nature he was raised with, becoming a perfect combination.
Spike broke off their kiss and lovingly gazed into her eyes, the look of a proper leader... the look of a lifelong partner. Spike was everything the dragons needed, and everything she desired. Her first friend, true, but they both knew they were far from being just simple friends.
“Again...” She whispered to him, “I need to feel you again~”
“But of course, my gem~” He said, his mind already claiming her for his hoard.
He took a seat on his throne and led her towards his lap, they had already done so much here, but the thought of any dragon catching them doing such... dirty things on their most sacred throne... excited them. Though that was only a fleeting worry as their bodies burned with renewed intensity.
Ember cooed as she felt his shaft rub between her cheeks, easing down upon her newest and most cherished seat; his lap. She paused, lifting herself just enough to line up her dripping passage with his cock, ready to feel him deep within her once again, “Anything for you, my Lord.”
And with that, she dropped down onto his shaft, causing both dragons to moan in pleasure as Spike’s cock and balls were thrusted deep inside her passage yet again. Leaning forward, grasping his strong and steady arms, she began riding his shaft, her tongue rolling out of her mouth as she bounced on his lap.
“Mmm~ Trying to drain me, aren’t you?~” Spike grunted as he felt her squeezing as tightly as she could at every single chance she got, causing him to grin as he was loving her efforts, making her need all the more obvious.
“Hmmm~” was all the response he got as she was in pure bliss, dropping her hips faster and faster, not wanting a second to pass where there wasn’t pleasure between them, “I only want to serve my Lord~ To give him what he desires~”
She gasped as she felt him squeeze her hips harder as she spoke. His cock twitched deep inside her as she felt the cum being forced out as he held her down on the full length of his cock. The tip pressed right against her still filled womb, her back arched as she ground herself down on him, the bulge she saw when she glanced down made her shiver, causing a subtle orgasm to wash over her.
Spike pressed his head against her supple breast, seeing how erect her nipples were, he couldn’t help but let his tongue dash out of his mouth and give them a slow lick. He earned a mewling cry of approval from his dragonesses, blushing as he felt her arms pulling him closer, he groped her breasts and began enjoying them to the fullest. His tongue danced across her nipples as he teased them every so lightly. He groaned as her pussy gripped him tight, with fresh juices running down his ensnared shaft and hefty balls.
“Ahh~ S-Spike~” She moaned as he played with her, her tongue rolled out as a stream of fire trailed out of her nostrils, burning a passionate blaze as her body started moving again, her hips nearing a blur.
“Oooh~ Fuck~” Spike pulled back from her breasts as he felt her erratic movements growing faster and stronger, leading to a satisfying rhythm as they rode the day away. Seconds turned to minutes, minutes turned to hours, time was meaningless to them, all they cared about was their approaching climax, “Ember~! I’m getting close again~”
“Please~ More~ Inside~” She nearly begged as her body glistened with sweat, working feverishly for him and him alone.
Both their moans and groans grew as they neared yet another apex of pleasure. The sounds echoing throughout the cave, sure that others were hearing them by that point, but it didn’t matter. The two looked deep into each other’s eyes before locking lips once again, their bodies overwhelmed by orgasmic bliss.
An even hotter and thicker load of cum painted Ember’s walls white. Her moans were muffled by their fiery kiss, and she felt her lower stomach bulging from the sheer volume of his gift to her. She held herself down, as not to let a drop of it free, while her tongue grew weak in their battle of their lips.
Spike felt the damn bursting, and the waterfall of fluids coating his balls, splashing upon the ground below them. Her grip was like nothing he had ever felt before, and he kept it just as tight as his arms wrapped around her hips, not wanting this moment to ever end.
Though it was not to last, for their bodies finally came floating back down from their high. Their minds slowly cleared as they broke their kiss, panting heavily as the oxygen they had forgotten about filled their lungs once again. The tongues uncurled from one another, leaving a single strand between them, breaking as they went limp upon the throne, Spike leaning back as Ember’s head rested against his shoulder, silently enjoying the afterglow.
They were so exhausted that it took a good few minutes before either of them had the energy to speak, “Mmmm~ Spike~” Ember’s voice was soft, and seemingly far off as she spoke, “You truly are my Dragon Lord~”
Spike let out a soft sigh as he stared at the ceiling, holding Ember as close as he could as he whispered, “Your Dragon Lord. Yeah, and you will be the true Dragon Lord.”
Even though it was under his breath, she heard him, and instantly looked up, into his worried eyes, “Spike, you have to stop doubting yourself. I know you can do it. I believe in you. I’ve seen how great you can be.”
“And you already are that. You are the leader the dragon lands need, and by the time we find a way to give you this power...” He said as he consciously gripped the Scepter, only to find that he’s unconsciously grabbing her ass as well, squeezing it, even after he realized what he was doing.
“Mm, yes... if we do...” A moan from her mouth before she rested her head on his chest once more, “but until then, I’m going to make sure you enjoy every second of it~”