Maud Pie blinked.
Crackle blinked one eye, then the other.
Tom did nothing.
From opposite sides of the rock, the pony and dragon slowly drew closer. Tom felt the hooves and claws pressing onto his tough skin.
Above him, slowly, his two lovers met.
Tom watched the scene directly above him, watched as Maud's soft grey face met the dragon's hard green lips.
The two collapsed on top of him, still touching; their soft bellies caressed his facets.
Shifting where he laid, tom creaked slightly. Both of their tongues writhed against his hard flesh. He was in heaven.