> A Smoldering Start, An Endless Ember
>  by Little_Draco
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> A little behind closed doors
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A Smoldering Start, Endless Ember




What was now the official first break of the new school, Smolder had never felt so in tuned with anything other than her friends, her teachers and the oddities that surrounded her.
More so, she enjoyed knowing that she wasn’t the only dragon here. Not that she had problems with the others around her. Be it her friends that features Ocellus, Yona, Gallus, a Silverstream or Sandbar. Yet, it still somewhat unnerved her that she was but only one dragon, hundreds of miles away from her home, surrounded by ponies in a different land. The pros greatly outweighed the cons though.
New friends, new living quarters with no hard ground to sleep on were the best of it. Freshly cleaned and polished gems to eat, plenty of clean drinking water and luxuries she didn’t expect like new clothing, blankets and no one to really steal your stuff if left alone.
Of those pros, the only real cons that irked was that she did not wear clothes that high class schools have like uniforms(secretly she enjoyed them in private). That included a damn skirt(Which provided little cover for showing off  panties when her tail was hiked.) and a blouse that gave her that ‘pretty’ look. And the second was that she was only two dragons in this entire region, yet the other dragon was sort of the ‘facility’ and ‘assistant’ here to the school. It was also in that same regard, that she actually developed a small liking towards him, despite the obvious signals she has tried to send to him.
Apparently, he either misses them or is unaware of them. Quick flashes of her raised tail, sultry looks and at one point, crashed into him with her lower abdomen directly in his face. He flushed a bit, but he quickly moved on and all the more, left her pissed off. She wondered if he would have enjoyed seeing her in a skirt.
In the meantime, she was heading towards her quarters inside Twilight’s Castle. Since travelling between Equestria and the Dragon Lands would be too much of a hassle, Twilight had allowed her castle to be their homes for the time. The castle was vastly large, and it helped that there were many rooms for more than a few dozen occupants, she gave it to the students that didn’t have nearby homes. That was all her new friends, minus Sandbar whom lived a couple blocks inside of Ponyville.
Twilight also gave the students the weekends to themselves. Whether to return home and spend it with their families or go and explore Ponyville to feel more at eased here. Ponyville practically treated any non-ponies as if they were ponies. Not indifference to anyone or anycreature else, but curious natures that lingered for moments before dissipating.
This being the weekend, Yona, Silverstream, Ocellus and Gallus went to their homes to speak to their families about school. Sandbar went home down the street but he needed some family time, leaving Smolder by herself. She didn’t berate her friends for leaving her, but she felt a bit alone in all this. The dragons lands were far and her parents… were not the most welcoming to ponies, so if she involved any topic on them, they would probably dismiss her.

Moving through the corridors of the large castle, she tried to recount the door that she was living in. It was only identifiable by a letter and a print. In her case, a ‘S’ with a draconic claw print on the door. She quickly made her way inside, closing the door behind her.

She threw her bookbag off to the side. With her homework done in class, that left her free to do whatever she wanted to do. In this case… nothing. Her room held nothing concrete worth trying to occupy her time. She only had a bed, an empty table and chair, a bookless bookcase, a bathroom and a small hoard of jewels in the corner, courtesy from Spike. All in all, not much to hold her in the room. So why was she here?
She was not physically exhausted, nor was her day mentally draining, yet… she had no reason to be tired, but she was creating a tiring scenario for herself. She had no friends to spend time with, but her Professors and Twilight would have asked her to go out and make friends. She really was still getting used to the situation of being surrounded by ponies in a town… called Ponyville.
Again, the school was for ‘friendship’, but nothing really came easy on the first day… unless it was friends… on the first day…
“Ugh! Why can’t I find something to do!” she half roared, smoke leaving her mouth. “I have nothing to do! I have no one to go see! I can’t even read a book! What’s a dragoness supposed to do to not be bored around here!?” She growled softly to herself. Maybe she could just explore the town and find an interest in the populace around her. Though if she had to be honest, she didn’t feel like doing it alone. 
Her eyes lingered to her closet, where a white shirt and pink blouse was hooked. It was one of the few clothing she had secretly bought herself along with a pair of panties and a ‘touch up’ set. Her claws twiddled with one another before she decided that if she was going to be alone for the weekend, she would be alone but be pretty about it.
Not a minute later, she was wearing her outfit and adjusting the panties, designed for non-ponies, bipedal instead. She straightened the blouse and focused herself on the mirror. A small blush came to her as she swayed her hips, causing the blouse to dance with her.
“With how lovely I look,” she spoke out loud. “It would be impossible not to catch ‘his’ eyes. Oh, my dream to dream of a wonderful drake! I wish for his and his heart alone!” She resided from a drama book she recently finished. Something that tickled her mind and swelled her heart, she had hoped that Spike see her in this and enjoy it. 
As if the heavens came to answer her plea, a knock on the door jarred her thoughts. She looked towards the door with fear, expecting it to open. After a moment, there was no other sound, so she realized she had to open it.
She only stook her head head, as if not to show what she was wearing.
“Uh, who were you talking to, Smolder?” asked Spike.
…Or she was really loud.
“Uh… no one?” she said, as if she was sure herself. Spike, the only other dragon near a considerable mileage distance, peeked next to her, seeing nopony or nocreature else and looked back at her.
She gave a sheepish grin and rubbed her arm.
“Yeah, just trying to… release some pent up… energy, is all.”
“Uh huh.” Was Spike’s answer. Despite the ages close to each other, Smolder was easily a head and a half taller than him, even with his recent change and added wings. However, where he lacked height, he compensated with intelligence, dashing good looks and the go-to-drake, for some sweet, tasty rubies. It was undoubtedly his good looks that had Smolder hitting on him.
“So, what brings the ‘great and heroic Spike’ to my chambers?”
She had read and learned of the history of Spike from not just what was being taught in school but also from all the stories Sandbar and others have told her. From traveling across Equestria, to saving the Crystal Empire twice, to standing up to even bigger dragons, not to mention helping Dragon Lord Ember become Dragon Lord now, by turning down the title of Dragon Lord. He was selfless, full of heart and he quickly built relationships with the creatures around him.
It came to a surprise to her, that the youngish dragon came to her dorm. He hesitated a bit with his response, unsure but he managed to look up at her and asked, “I just wanna know a bit more about dragons and uh… what I’m going through right now.”
She found it hard to resist but she wanted to either hug him tightly against her chest at his total innocence or smack him upside the head for a dumb question. Then again, the latter was that he was raised by ponies all his life so it would make sense he would want to ask some questions. Still…
“Why not ask Dragon Lord Ember for some of these questions? Surely you go like ‘fire mail’ or something to get responses, right?”
He sighed and nodded. Before responding to that he twiddled his claw digits.
“Uh, you busy?”
She shook her head but hesitated. She looked towards the hallways, both right and left, before moving aside to let him in. Knowing that it was against the rules to enter the dorms of the students, he entered the room. It was the weekend and so the others wouldn’t come searching for her. She made sure that she hid behind the door until he was fully in before quickly closing it and locking the door.
When she turned to him, she saw his eyes lingering on the uniform she was wearing.
“I see you uh... fully adjusted here now?”
Smolder nodded a bit shyly, feeling fear or rejection by his gaze upon her outfit. It was a secret only to herself and no one else. 
“I uh… do like to dress up… every now and then.” She felt inner turmoil as she just told that to him, wondering if that was a smart move.
“Huh…” was all he said. There was no rejection or any kind of negative emotion from him, just confusion. He then shrugged nonchalantly. “Hey, you gotta find something to occupy your time, so why not?”
Relief washed over her and her heart fluttered a bit at his ease. She then ignored her fear and walked towards her bed, hoping ontop before casually speaking. “Not much else to add in here. Not like I can take up a hoard without violating the rules about keeping your dorms cleaned.”
Spike snorted.
“Tell me about it, Twilight still gets mad at me if a single book or blanket in my room is out of place.”
Smolder nodded before subconsciously spreading her legs and giving Spike a brief view of her striped blue and white panties. She saw his eyes lingered to the area before quickly looking away, where she inwardly grinned. Maybe he had some liking to it. Seeing ponies without clothing was normal, but seeing a dragon in clothing wasn’t? Maybe it was his curiosity that made him look. She decided to test that.
“So, what would you like to know?” she asked casually, using her tail to slightly pull up and causing her skirt to hike up a bit higher. Spike really tried not to notice, hoping to steal a quick glance before focusing elsewhere and responding.
“W-well I-I was wondering if I am going to go through more changes like…” He gave a small flap of his wings.
“Well that all depends on you.” She said. She spread her wings and cocked her head to him. “Though again, with the whole ‘pony thing’ I am not sure what to expect of you but problems.”
“What do you mean, ‘pony thing’? How are they the problem?”
“Well… considering that you had no information on your growth spurt or went through the greed growth, you were left unchecked which couldn’t have ended well with the ponies in either case. Imagine if I wasn’t here to help you with anything?”
“Yeah… real big help.” He snarked. “Getting teased being raised by ponies, giving me a false sense that my friends would kick me out…”
“Hey,” she snarked back. “I am only telling you the way dragons are raised normally. Here, it was a different story.” She crossed her arms. “Besides, only males get kicked out of the cave when they go through the changes. We girls don’t leave until long after we gain our wings.”
“And you couldn’t mention that?” he asked, a bit peeved at the information.
“Are you a girl?”
He shook his head.
“Then, what’s it to you? Besides, your friends didn’t kick you out and you still have a place to live, so don’t be complaining.”
“Well yeah… but I just… you know thought maybe something else might happen along the way.”
She shrugged, spreading her legs a bit more. This time, his eyes were on her panties and she grinned.
“Well… something might definitely happen to you if you keep staring at my crotch.”
He jumped and quickly began spurting apologizes. His face was as red as a ruby and the fact that he was twiddling with his thumbs made it completely worth it to see his embarrassed face.
“I-I-I uh-um…wasn’t… you spread your…. I-I-I mean you!”
She watched as she tried to catch his words, but he was a burning ship, sinking lower and lower to the ground.
Pleased with herself, she gave a small snort of amusement before leaning a bit towards him from her bed.
“You ever see a dragoness’s slit or vag before?” she asked. This sent Spike to a darker shade of red and now his words were unintelligible. His face was burning now, and he had his whole body shaking with his eyes wide and slips of smoke leaving his mouth.
She spread her legs as much she could while still having them hang. She laid back a bit and reached down to pull her panties to the side. His mind went blank and for a second he felt confused before realizing that, just like himself, her organs were hidden and inside. However, that didn’t stop that the tease she was giving him, was more of a show as he saw that from her lines were her scales were at, lied a horizontal slit where he could see a line of pink.
Now she had him deep in her grasp. His voice was gone, and he was staring deeply into slit with a small opening. Still using part of her claw to hold her panty to the side, she used her other digit to slowly drag a claw, directly on her slit which split more and show more of her inner pink labia. A soft moan left her, and she sighed before looking down at her stunned admirer.
“Yeah, I bet seeing one in all of its glory might be pretty awesome right now,” she taunted. She continued to drag her claw tip left to right on her slit, making it seem like its something so causal. “The cool thing about this school was they give the students each room to their own and that is the best part.” She then lightly pressed her claw in and a loud moan left her, where just the lightest sound of fluids being squished was heard.
“See, a dragon that leaves or is kicked out of their parent’s cave, have to go looking for one on their own. Problem is, in the dragon lands those are limited or if you do find one, have to worry about random dragons coming by to see you.” Spike at this point was hypnotized, still flushed as a ruby, looking at Smolder play with herself in front of him. Meanwhile, his own organ began to slowly open and his organ began to make its way out. He immediately tried to cover it with his palm. A soft sigh left her. “In here though, the amount of time I spent claw screwing myself has been awesome.” She inserted a full claw into her, making a large squelching noise with fluids slowly cascading from her hole with the claws doing little to stop the flow. “Not to mention that because I have access to a shower and the walls are lined with crystal, moaning has never been more fun.” With that she let out a large moan and draconic juices poured from her opening. Part of her panties were wet from her fluids while her bed began to take moisture from her drippings.
Pulling her claw out, she showed him her coated claw tip, a small layer of draconic fluids lingered on her claws. She gave a grin and flicked her fluids directly at him. He flinched, feeling the warm liquid make contact with his scales, especially since some of it landed near his mouth. He was dazed, somewhat in shock at Smolder’s actions so far and a part of him feared what he had gotten himself into.
The smell that lingered in his nose caused him to lick his lips and part of fluids she threw at him, encountered his taste buds. A tangy salty flavor filled his buds akin to liquid gem rock. But the taste was brief and left wanting.
“So, you want more or you just gonna sit there and keep your little guy hidden?” she taunted.
His mind was in turmoil and very diverged. He knew that if he were to do this, there would be no turning back. Smolder was not pulling any punches and she was willing to let him explore her body… from the signs she showing. Though the nagging thought of why she was doing this kept circling around his head. Not to mention that they were both bound by rules and technically both were teenagers.
Instinct overwhelmed logic and cautiously made his way towards her. The dragoness was not shy about any of this, nor was she was holding anything back. His approaching footsteps made it seem like a desperate race to the finish line but warranted caution if anything were to go amiss.
The smell of teenage dragon puss overwhelmed his nostrils. Musky, but not like a male teenage dragon like he had with Garble or the others. No, this was something else, something different and not even when the mares around him went into heat, did they come close to smelling like this.
His head now between her legs, with full view of her split opening and unobstructed by her panties. In truth, he felt heat radiating from her now than ever before.
“Well go now,” she half whispered. “Come give me a taste. I’ve been aching for a tongue now and I-I Ahhhhh… Whoa!”
He pushed his muzzle directly into her opening, instantly feeling her slit tickle his upper snout. His nostrils inhaled nothing, but her scent and his tongue peeked from his mouth, but never fully leaving. He held himself there, his claws were hovering over he legs, as if still waiting for permission to touch them.
A growl left her.
“I swear you don’t doing something soon, I will tie you down and face rub you till your gasping for air!” No sooner had she said that, did Spike’s tongue pushed at the folds, gently parting her and experiencing his first ever female labia. His tongue brushed first on the outer area of her folds, almost sampling them. Her taste, just her arousal, almost flooded his mouth with a tangy flavor of spice, musky earth and indeed, liquid gem rocks.
Not having anything else to fear, he pushed his tongue and immediately parted her labia to enter her deep warmth. His tongue extended out further and his tongue was coated in her secretions.
Smolder moaned out loudly, her head up high and eyes closed in bliss, as the drake before her began to slowly lick her most private of areas. He was a rookie, at best and despite her never having anyone take a lick at her before, she knew that she could train him to be good at this.
His tongue was everywhere, no real spot to focus on and she couldn’t blame him. Still, he was sending wonderful tingles up and down her spines. Her moans would come out in short gasps or long ones if he hit a good spot. The dragoness twitched as he would occasionally squeeze her legs, digging his claws into her inner thighs which triggered her ecstasy to higher levels. The teen dragoness hadn’t ever had a good licking(aside from herself) and it was unimaginably good.
It was almost a blissful eternity of spasms and light thrusting before Smolder finally tighten her legs around him, squishing his head into her legs. In a growl, she thrusts her hips into his head, making loud squelching noises that echoed the room. She finally hit her point and let loose a roar of pleasure followed by a flaming breath as she climaxed hard into Spike’s face. The teen drake himself was flooded with dragon pussy juice, almost drowning him in her fluids.
He managed to swallow her gushing fluids which lasted a few seconds before it slowed and left a dribbling mess. Smolder dropped to her back, panting heavily as she stared dizzily up at the ceiling, with her lips open and a small flow of juices ran out of her legs. Spike regained focus with his tongue numb and overloaded with salty sweetness. His heart raced in his chest with the adrenaline and high from the smell. His own dick was hard as diamond, leaking small beads of gooey pre-cum on the floor. His eyes stung as some of the fluids had shot directly at them and he felt thirsty despite drinking Celestia knows how much pussy juice.
“Heh heh,” half mumbled, half panted Smolder. “Never… thought… that you… would be able… to get me off!”
Spike didn’t think he would either but just the fact half his body was covered in secretions, made it sound like he had it in him.
Smolder slowly rose up, shakily using her arms to support her and gave Spike a happy, lightheaded look with drool coming out of her mouth. “Some tongue you got there.”
He gave a sheepish grin. “So I guess.” He then stuck out his tongue and licked all around his face, cleaning up all the juices that lingered on him. Smolder watched in awe as his tongue was long, almost able to lick up his entire face and bring in her fluids into his mouth.
“Wow, with a tongue like that, I would hate to lose you to anydrake else.”
He looked at her.
“Who would you lose me too?” he asked a bit innocently.
“Gah! You are a pony raised dragon with love and passion in your head! You know how many ‘nesses’ would kill just to have a caring, loving drake? Some would give up their hoards if it meant having a drake eat their cunts every now and then!”
“Would that include Ember?”
Smolder thought on that. Ember was very sympathetic, even by dragon standards. That quality matched with Smolder as she was here and secretly loved to admit that she had grown fond of pony culture, especially of ‘being pretty’. Never to admit it out loud, she would have imagined Spike, dressed in a fancy suit and she wore a beautiful pink dress, down to her feet and pampered with makeup.
In her image, Spike was taller, bulkier and he had mass. And with that mass, he had her bent over with her dressed hiked up and his shaft pounding her pussy like his life depended on it. He would hold afterwards, caressing her and telling her sweet nothings of love and value. Any dragoness would love that, including Ember. Maybe not the pink dress and acting pretty but having a drake like him would easily make her the happiest dragon in all of the lands. She could honestly own Spike and make him hers, if she willed it. Perhaps she was willing to share?
Giving a small nod, she answered.
“Yeah, she probably would. Though in truth, I think that I would try to shag with her.” Spike cocked an eyebrow. Smolder gave a grin. “Yeah, I’d swing that way too!”
He then gave a shrug, not really caring about that before speaking.
“So, where do we go from here?”
> Proper Dragon Mating Techniques A.K.A (How to Fuck Your Dragon)
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A Smoldering Start, Endless Ember
Proper Dragon Mating Techniques
A.K.A (How to Fuck Your Dragon) 


Spike grunted as he was shoved onto the bed. Smolder threw off her top blouse, meaingless in this situation but kept the skirt and panites on. She straddled SPike’s waste where his draconic heritage stood strong and tall. He was no big dragon, but for a whelp his size, it was ‘decent’. She eagerly albeit harshly grabbed his pointed shaft, causing him to gasp in some fear and discomfort.
She gripped his shaft, small beads of pre-seed beginning to ooze out from the pointed tip.
“You know…” A blush appeared upon her features. “Your the first drake I’ve ever touched here.” she commented, lightly stroking his shaft.
Spike gulped, a pleasing feeling slowly crawling up his spine and legs.
“Y-You s-sure about that? Y-You seem t-to know what your d-doing.”
She grinned and leaned down to bump her snout with his, shaft still in her claws. She licked across his snout, letting some drool linger onto his face before rising back up and continuing her work on him. 
“I watched one of my brother’s friends suck him off at one point. Kinda snuck out of my way and watched silently as he was being jerked off.” SHe used her index claw to gently run it up and down his shaft, causing him to shudder. Her own vent still lingered with the post-orgasam but she continued to secreate her juices, slowly dripping or cascading from her legs and onto his waist. The room smelled of teenaged sex drive and it didn’t help that neither of them had any real experiences  
“B-But have you ever actually…”
“No,” she answered quickly. A smile of familiarity touched her. “But if I was going to have my first, I am glad it was you.” WIth that, she pulled up and slowly grinded her vent over his shaft, bringing moans from them both. She teased them both, rubbing his oozing tip over her dripping hole, making soft squelching noises as they continued to rub on another. 
Enough teasing, she finally relented and slowly parted her vent with his tip, easing her way into herself. His hot organ perfectly slid inside her moist entrance, barbs slowly scraping her walls and temperatures matching each other. Being roughly the size to hold with her whole claw, he slid in her with little struggle and under her own power, she lowered herself until his shaft was deep in her and her vent met his.

A sigh left her and as she opened her eyes, she looked down at the drake before her. Adoration, ecstasy, high on dopamine and perhaps… a bit of curious love struck, Spike looked before her like she was his goddess. His eyes sparkled, he had a stupid smile on his face, plastered with pleasure and care, he was just happy to be part of this. 
Smolder liked that he was enjoying this too… despite being on bottom. She knew that as pony raised dragon, he would have no problem with her being on top as well as not care for her leading. That is why she enjoyed this more than anything. The fact that she had him deep inside her, she could feel his heartbeat through his organ, the laboured and strong breathing coming from him, and his eyes full of lust, was what made this amazing. Other males would rather be on top, doing their best to quickly get off and not care for the female afterwards. Leave them unfinished, dirty and unwanted.
Yet, Spike took care of her first. He licked and drank her juices without much hesitation. She moaned and orgasamed directly into his face and he was invigorated. She shoved him down on the bed with her on top and no complaints. He was deep inside of her moist depths and did not beg her or demand to continue. He was on her level and she was on his. This is what made it perfect.

And with that, she took her time and her leisure, but made sure that he would get it too. Slowly using her strength on her knees against the bed, she slowly raised herself off of him, feeling his shaft exiting her, with their fluids mixed and creating strings of secretions to expand. She didn’t fully exit however, just barely leaving the tip before lowering herself back down to meet his hips. His barbs once more sending shocks of pleasure up and down as she lowered herself.
She then ascended once more, then descended again. Both moaned in almost unison and Spike had finally managed to work his arms and laid them on her hips to help her. He had not control but he did want to help her by making it more easier for her. Feeling his claws on her hips, she smiled and gazed up on him with adoration. 
“No dragoness has ever experienced something like this.” she softly moaned. “At least, not with them on top...Hmmm!!.... A-and not with a drake going this steady.” A soft gasp left her as she began rolling her hips up and down, creating a steady rhythm of their session. 

Spike grunted feeling more pleasure rippling and twisting his body. His head was high on the clouds but he heard her sweet voice. “Am I really worth this all to you?” he asked, through his breaths.
“L-Less talking…. Uhhffff…” With that, she continued to ride him out and push for the pleasure. Not arguing, Spike mustered what energy he had in his young body to continue. Never in his life would he imagine getting this amount of pleasure, let alone this early in life.
His crushes of Rarity were all but ghost whispers in the back of his mind which was now filled with a draconic lust. Smolder was fully in his mind now and it was all he needed. The sweet sound of her moans, the strong grip of her hips on his, their fluids mixing and cascading on him and to the bed. This was true pleasure at its finest.
Young and inexperienced, worry free and total freedom, passionate and unbound. The two dragons continued their intercourse without the world outside to bother them. However, with their experiences, came timing it also came with uncontrolled, pre-teen desires to finish quickly. Spike felt a surge of pleasure coming from the base of his shaft, a wonderful feeling of ecstasy slowly building its way up. 
Smolder herself was working her way to a second orgasm, her juices flowing endlessly from her vent and onto his hips. She felt her walls closing in on him, with his barbs already reaching full flare and making it hard to concentrate. Pre began to spurt from his shaft and coat her walls, all the while he groaned at her with warning.
“S-S-Smolder!” he managed to gasp out. “I-I’m getting c-close!” His first orgasm to be inside of another creature and it was the most amazing feeling. Smolder continued to ride him, feeling her climax approaching soon. “M-Me… t-too!” She moaned. With their squelching increasing in noise level and their desperation to finish, both teen drakes pushed themselves at their limits, using their energies to final reach their ends.

As draconic as it could get, both dragons roared in unison, releasing flames from their mouths. Smolder fired her flame directly up in the ceiling, while Spike’s matched hers. Luckily, there was no overhead lamp and it was crystal walls and roof, so nothing essentially burned. Spike’s shaft throbbed as he shot his load, deep into Smolder’s depths of her inner core, while Smolder climaxed hard and flooded his shaft with her juices. 
Their mingled fluids instantly clashed and creating an almost eurpha wave that shook them to their cores. The bed was drenched in their combined fluids and reeked of their sex. Both dragons finally reached their points and with a satisfied grunt, Spike thrusted weakly a few more times in her, firing off anything else he had in him before stopping. Smolder herself finally stopped squirting herself and only twitched in response at the after-climax. With what little energy she had, she slumped over and felt right next to him, bringing his legs together with her so that he stayed inside of her.

The next few minutes had the two in post-ecstacy with their minds hazed in blurs and sounds. They were dizzy but felt wonderful. They were tired, but were happy. They smelled dirty, but never have felt more pure. Smolder continued to gently rub herself on him, even as his shaft slowly began to deflate and return to its protective covering. Their hearts began to slow down, reverting back to its normal pace. Their fluids began to slowly dry and created a thick paste between them, only to separate with their breathing and creating a thick web of dragon fluids. Their minds regressed back to reality and with it, came back to their eyes boring into one another.
Smolder then weakly wrapped her arms him and brought his head to her breast area, where she rubbed his head against hers. A stupid grin formed on her.
“T-That…. Wasssss….. Awwwwwwessssome…” she tried to explain but lacked the energy, which came out more of a growl. Spike was in a bind as his head was gently smooched against her scaled chest. He couldn’t speak so he rumbled against her chest, which sent more tingles to her, in agreement. With their energy drained, sleep found them quicker than expected.

After their short nap, roughly only a hour had pass. Smolder was wide awake but remained bed ridden. Spike was slowly coming too, though he remained firmly placed upon Smolder’s chest scales. He did however continued to rub himself against her. She didn’t mind it, for it meant that he was comfortable with her, enjoyed the session and it was a form of ‘cuddling’ for dragons.
Normally, she would have repulsed at that, but the fact that he was not trying to drag himself away from her or leave or even try to ruin the moment with egotistic bragging, made her content that he was a gentledrake.
“So…” he half muffled through her chest. “What happens now?”
Smolder thought about it and felt that she could just leave him be and they could say it was a one time thing. It was spontaneous, it was quick and real feelings weren’t involved, right? She knew that this was his first time, but he also had to know that no real love or emotions were put into this. Just two dragons going at it, exploring each other without repercussions or feelings to be hurt.
So, why did she hesitate to answer him truthfully? She liked him… alot, but no love or strong emotions were in this … session of theirs. 
“I-I-I’m not sure.” she answered. She slowly pushed him away and looked into his emerald eyes with hers. “I mean… you know this isn’t love and all that, right?” She prayed it wasn’t like that.
Spike gave a somewhat hesitant nod. “Uh, yeah I know. But uh… will it be?”
Again, she had no real feelings for him, other than adoration and maybe some slight(huge) crush on his heroic deeds and selfless nature. Saving an entire empire and having a giant statue made of pure food sounded like the works of a noble dragon. She wasn’t sure herself if her feelings would ever manifest into something more, she didn’t have that much trust in herself to say ‘yes’ but she wouldn’t dare say ‘no’ that something couldn’t be build out of this.
Using her best judgement, she gave a small sniff and sigh.

“I’m not good at this whole ‘feelings’, you get me?” He nodded. “So I’m not going to say ‘yes’ to you right now or maybe even later, but I uh… I think over time we can find something to work on.” She paused. “Dosen’t mean you get to be ‘lovey dovey’ around me or when I’m with friends.” She gave another pause and somewhat whispered. “Only when its just me and you.” A blush formed on her cheeks. He nodded but remained silent. He had nothing else to say. She continued to look into his eyes before closing her own and pushing away. She dared not fall for him now. “Come on, we got to get cleaned up. Don’t want Twilight or anycreature else to come into my room and see us like this.”
Not arguing, the two separated from each other. They used the sheets to clean themselves, seeing as they needed to be washed either way. Hopefully Smolder could get these clean before any creature had a chance to smell or see the drenched sheets. Putting them off to the side in a dirty hamper, Smolder than headed to her shower. Spike remained in place however. 
She stopped, not hearing his footsteps behind her and saw him just standing there.
“What are you waiting for?”
“I-Ill wait until your done.” He said almost embarrassedly. Smolder groaned and rolled her eyes. “Come on! You and I already naked and we just rutted each other. You think a little shower time is going to be any different?” He still seemed hesitant and he had fantasies about being in the shower with another female, but his young mind was still recovering from what they had just done. 
Not waiting, she made her way to her restroom, followed quickly by Spike. The two entered, quickly setting the knobs to high heat and began to bathe. Though no physical interaction happened after, Spike still felt shy about sharing a shower with Smolder, yet he continued on and kept busy, by scrubbing himself. Occasionally he would get a peek under her tail to see her butt or a good look at her slit, where his seed had been slow to drip out of her and disappear with the water. 
Trying to avoid another embarrassing moment, he quickly clean himself as best as possible, even volunteering to get Smolder’s back side and wings, before exiting the shower first. 
Smolder finished up shortly after and the two dragons went to her bed where they began to take off the sheets to have them washed. The silence that was between them unerved them both, yet none of them could speak to each other. Spike didn’t want to pursue something that wasn’t there for sure and Smolder didn’t want the drake to have high hopes for something that maybe nothing.
Breaking the tension, Spike sighed and decided to speak first. “Well, if we are gonna… not be together, then are you okay with me still trying to go with other… uh interest?”
A painful pinch hit her heart, almost physical enough for her to flinch, yet she held back any emotions like a true dragon and shrugged casually.
“Up to you, I really don’t care. For all I care, you could go after Ember and let her rut you.”

Fate had a funny way of showing up at the right or wrong opportunity, especially those whom test it. Let the fool, be quelled by their actions, and least test fate, with their boundless words. 

Spike gasped and then belched loudly and powerfully a fire from his mouth. Luckily, he did it away from anything flammable. From his green flames, emerged an orange scroll with a red binding. Smolder blinked at the sudden intrusion of the scroll.
Spike caught the scroll in claws and looking over the binding. His eyes lit up with excitement. “Oh! Its from Ember!”
Smolder herself seemed surprised by this. She made her way towards him as he began to open it. 
“What’s it say?”
Spike cleared his throat. 



“Dear Spike, I am making my way towards you tomorrow. I have wanted to speak to you about a certain time frame that is coming up but it seems to me that I have no time to really ease you into it. The Dragon Mating season is close at claw and many dragons have come to ask to be my mate and to be part of my rule, prior to the season. I have declined every offer, even from the females that have taken a liking to me as well. However, I could not stand to be with a dragon whom only wants me for my body or for my status. I want somedrake to be with me because they want to understand me, to hug me, and to tell me that my feelings are not… useless or weak. I usually show only my aggressive side to look strong in front of other dragons. But to you, I don’t feel the need too. Which is why I am asking you, upon my arrival if you, Spike Sparkle of Equestria would you be my mate? I hope by the time I arrive tomorrow, you already have made a choice. Sincerely, Your friend, Dragon Lord Ember.”



Spike had been slow to read all that and at the very last sentence, he half wondered if he should have read that out loud at all. Smolder seemed to be affected by this too, however her expression tried to remain stoic, if not, slightly surprised. She knew that Dragon Mating season was soon, with it being the time when she would begin her first heat cycle at the turn of the season. Ember was clearly old enough to begin taking on mates. She was older than Spike and Smolder, roughly putting her in her third decade, making them almost a whole decade apart from herself and Spike. However, it was one of the reasons that she was over here and away from the Dragon Lands and happily trying to avoid… what Ember had described. Yet… it somewhat ‘ticked’ her that she had just basically given full permission to Spike to be with her. Not only that but if anything is to go one by this is that Smolder is having real competition with her Dragon Lord.  
Not that she was trying to compete with Ember over Spike(who was she trying to fool?)but Spike was truly one of a kind drake. His personality, his charm, selfless, carefree and upbeat attitude that actually carried heart and warmth is what made her fall for him. She couldn’t dare admit it, but now that Dragon Lord Ember herself just admit it that she wanted him for that reason, was she wrong to push him away? 

Spike had shaken from his stupor and quickly realized that he had to plan for Ember’s arrival. “Oh, I got to set everything up! I gotta let Twilight know too! Have her set up the extra rooms, prepare some of my finest gems…” He paused with his cheeks turning red. “I-I-I gotta give her answer by tomorrow!” 
Smolder wanted to tell him something but she wasn’t sure what to say. She had just told him that there was no love or feelings for this. That he could go on without her, so why was she guarding herself from herself? Unable to comment, she wasn’t able to stop as Spike made her way out of her room. Before he fully left however, he turned to her and asked to her.
“Are… you gonna be okay?” He paused. “With the whole mating season thing, I figured you might want to return to the Dragon Lands and you know… have fun there?”
Smolder once more hid her emotions and she hated herself for it. “Pssh,” she scoffed. “Maybe, as long as it isn’t boring or out of whack, I’ll probably go.” Her mind screamed at her for not just saying the truth, so it was that reason she felt she lost Spike.
He nodded and with a smile. “Well, hopefully we both enjoy our time.” With that, he closed the door and made his way out to the hallways, leaving her to herself.
“Yeah… enjoy.” she half mumbled. She began to silently curse herself and began to work on getting her sheets cleaned. As she gathered them, she didn’t notice tears leaving her eyes.
> When the plot demands it, it will be answered
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A Smoldering Start, Endless Ember
When the plot demands it, it will be answered

(The title has two meanings!) Clop not included in this chapter.



Spike made his way through the castle, trying to keep everything neat and tidy as he prepared for Ember’s arrival. The excited little drake made mental notes on the keeping certain parts of the castle clean for Ember. The restroom, the guest room, and  a clean, polished set of rubies,Ember’s personal favorite, ready as well as have any accommodations she may need ready. Spending the rest of the afternoon up until evening cleaning, his heart swelled and thumbed with excitement at Ember’s arrival. 
As he moved to and fro in the castle, he briefly noticed as Twilight and Starlight staring at him in confusion.
“I-Is he alright?” Starlight asked.
Twilight shrugged. “Not sure but he is keeping everything clean, so must be either he did something wrong and is trying to make up for it, or somepony is coming over.”
He managed to hear and smiled up at them with glee.
“Yeah, Lord Ember is coming over tomorrow!”
Both unicorns blinked in confusion. “Why?” asked Twilight.

It took him a moment to realize that he had been asked why and the realization that he was to join Ember in part coitous, seemed a bit embarrassing at the moment.  
“Oh… uh… she decided to come visit and see… how Smolder and the school is going, yeah!” His lie was met with unsure looks by both unicorns, but seemed to work well.
“Well… alright, but why now?”
“Yeah, why all of a sudden? It’s not like she has been interested in pony stuff before.” Added Starlight.
Spike tried to answer but his stuttering words didn’t come through. Luckily a yawn escaped Twilight and she rubbed her eyes.
“Well, whatever the reason is, I’m glad your trying to at least clean up the castle for it. Ember coming tomorrow might be a good way of her learning how the school works. Maybe other dragons may want to join the school program too.”
“Yeah, maybe we can… give her lessons and ideas on how to spread friendship in the dragon lands.” Continued Starlight. Both unicorns were seemed at odd with the dragon but both headed off to  bed. “Goodnight, Spike!”
“Night girls!”
“Don’t stay up to late!” Called out Twilight as she disappeared with Starlight in the hallways. 
“I won’t!” Once he heard the soft clicking of their doors echo of the hall, he set upon finishing his work.
He didn’t take long as he made sure that everything was perfect and clean. He also set up trays of gems for Ember in almost various part of the castle, just in case, but also he didn’t want Twilight finding her eating the castle walls again. He set each tray with the best of his personal hoard, including his favorite rubies and polished them for perfect cleaning. With only an hour left until his bedtime, Spike pushed himself to keep the castle clean and made everything perfect for the arrival of Ember. However, the list included hiding away most of his… foalish like behavior and toys in case.

Smolder had watched silently in the shadows as Spike did all this for Ember. It still tugged at her heart that he so easily moved on from her. Yet, she was even more disappointed with herself for allowing a prize like him to leave her. Most males would leave the dragoness they were with after the mating season. Those that stayed were the ones worth keeping and sharing your heart with. She believed that Spike would have definitely stayed with any dragoness he was with. Not just because he had to, but because it was in his character. It was what made him worthy of being a Dragon Lord, An Elder… or even a Father. He was what many sought for, yet never looked.
She also had the thought that Ember might not keep him as a permanent mate. Perhaps a concubine, or a consort or a quick fling. Yeah, she may only want him because he would treat her right during the mating season and then let him leave like most males would.

Right?

She sighed mentally and watched as he finished up, before he yawned and called it a night. He disappeared in the hallways that lead to his room. Smolder herself returned to her room, where she laid in bed with restless sleep.

Morning had arrived quickly and Spike found himself in a chipper mood with an beaming radiance around him that would make Pinkie jealous. He woke up early and jumped straight out of bed, heading towards the kitchen. He really wasn’t sure when Ember would arrive but he still wanted to make her breakfast. Something special and something only a dragon would love to eat.
Not wasting any time, the young dragon set out and began making a clattering as he zipped through the kitchen trying to create a nice breakfast. His added wings allowed him to move quickly and around the kitchen that took more time than before if he had just walked or ran. With a burner set, a set of bowls laid out and an assortment of food laid out, Spike continued with rigorous vigor and unlimited imagination.

An hour had passed for Spike, his cooking had created quite a ruckus and not something that was ignored. Starlight and Twilight came in the kitchen, a bit groggy but alert of Spike’s activities. Before any of them could really voice their annoyance, Spike bid them, “Good morning, girls!” He then quickly flew to them with two cups of coffee, steaming to the brim with hot liquids. “Here’s coffee! Breakfast is almost ready!”
With that he flew back to prepare them their food. Their annoyance was quickly forgotten and they both shrugged at one another at that, making their way to the table and waiting for their food. Spike came in a hot minute later with two plates of omelets and toast for the girls. “Enjoy!” He then went back to finishing his own meals for himself and Ember. 
The girls conversed to themselves at the table, while Spike focused on his meals. Meanwhile, Smolder whom had a restless sleep, came in shyly to the kitchen, having smelled the wonderful food that Spike was making.
“Smolder?” Twilight looked in surprise as the orange dragoness came in. “What are you doing here? I thought you went home for the vacation?”
Smolder rubbed her left arm with her right. “Yeah… well I just didn’t want to go home right now. My parents don’t care about anything I do with ponies, so I didn’t want to bother them. Plus, I like having my own little area and not be bothered by other dragons into their games.” It wasn’t a total lie and both unicorns nodded at that, though it still left them weary on she being the only student in the building. 
“Well maybe you could find your friends around here to hang around with? Or maybe just still around a bit,” Starlight suggested. “Lord Ember is coming over.”
“Yeah, I know.” she said with a light irritated tone leaving her. “I was there when Spike read the letter last night.”
“You were with Spike? Last night?” asked Twilight a bit of curiosity. “Why were you two together?” Smolder realized that she had said something she wasn’t supposed to. The rules were not to fraternize with peers or staff members inside of rooms or outside of the view of others. She had just stated that she and Spike were together last night and it didn’t take a genius to usually figure out what that meant.
Before she could stutter out an answer, Spike came back over with his own plate of hot food. As he was about to settle, he saw Smolder by the table. “Oh, hey Smolder! Good morning.” His attitude and tone was cheery, so there was no hint of any awkwardness of what had happened between the two. 
“Spike, Smolder said you two were together last night?” she asked in a bit of a questioning but even tone. “What were you do doing together?”
Quick as his wings were to pop in, Spike answered. “Oh, well I came to Smolder asking her if there was anything else I need to worry about with my growth spurts.” Which was true. “I just didn’t want any more surprises, you know? I suddenly grew ten feet! I might start hoarding again…”
Twilight liked the response and noticed he was chipper, so maybe he got the answers he sought. “Anything you would like to share?” He asked him before also glancing at Smolder. “Something I could write about for future references!” Her excitement seemed to look passed the awkward look the two young dragons passed between one another. 
However, just like before, fate intervened and the sound of a roar came before a small tremor, then the sound of large doors being thrown open. Both ponies jolted at that, while the two dragons looked at each other and instantly knew who it was.
“Ember is here!” Spike yelled in excitement. He quickly set his plate on the table before zooming past the kitchen and towards the castle entrance. Meanwhile the unicorns gave worriedly glances to each other.
“I hope she doesn't immediately start eating my castle again.” Grumbled Twilight as she and Starlight pushed away from the table and made their way to greet the Dragon Lord. Smolder followed shortly, but gave a glance at the food made. She sighed and quickly made her way to the entrance.

Spike made his way towards the entrance where he saw the Dragon Lord herself, standing tall and proud with the Bloodstone Scepter in her right claw. “Ember!”
“Spike?” Ember stared at amazement at the dragon before her. He had gained wings! Spike flew at her, however, he quickly hovered to a stop before approaching her, knowing she didn’t like hugs. He instead gave a wave, which caused her to frown slightly as she had her arms spread. “No hug this time?” There was disappointment in her tone.
Spike realized she gave an invitation and quickly jumped to hug her. “Sorry, I just knew you don’t like hugs. I rather you give permission then to do it without it.” Ember felt a warmth in her heart and it wasn’t the ‘game’ she had caught before her arrival here, settling. She wrapped her arms around him this time. Though she immediately felt flush rush to her face as Spike had brushed chin near her nethers and his wings had wrapped around her too where the tips of them caressed her hind legs near her tail. Spike also briefly inhaled from her lower region, though he didn't comment or react when he smelled a soft, sweat scent coming from her. 
She didn’t want anycreature else to see so she gave a quick firm hug before letting go. “With you, I’ll make an exception.”
This gave him a smile. They both then heard the clops of hooves entering the room. “Hi Lord Ember!” Greeted the unicorns in unison. Ember gave a wave and paused. She then squinted her eyes and tried to make them both out. She pointed to one and then the other. “Uh… Twilight and Starlight?” she asked. Both unicorns nodded with light enthusiasm. After them, Smolder came into view, looking at Ember with a light smile.
“Hey, Lord Ember.” she waved, half effort to greet her Dragon Lord. 
“Smolder! Good to see you stuck around here! Guess you didn’t want to head back home to deal with the others, huh?”
Smolder shook her head. Twilight meanwhile walked closer to the Dragon Lord. 
“Well, glad you could come Lord Ember. Are you here to see how the school works and the lessons we teach?”
“Huh?” Ember gave them a confused look. Spike realized that he hadn’t briefed Ember on why she came. Spike quickly jumped in.
“Yeah! She did!” He yelled almost a bit loudly. “I was personally gonna show her around! You know… while you guys… do what you need to do! Like… Anything else!”
Twilight and Starlight looked at him with stranger looks while Ember did the same. Ember’s eyes however caught Smolder as she nodded and placed a digit against her muzzle, signalling her to stay quiet. Ember didn’t like being told to stay quiet from other dragons, but  decided to play along.
“Yeah… huh, I came because I wanted to see if this… uh place, whatever you called it, was good enough! Yeah, maybe I can send more dragons to learn from here.” She wasn’t sure of her own words and neither was Twilight or Starlight. Both were not liking that Spike was trying to divert the reason Ember was really here for. 
“Spike!” Twilight spoke assertively. “Why are you lying? What is the real reason Ember is here for?”
“Hey! He just gave his reason why I’m here for!” Ember said a bit more aggressively. “He doesn't have to say anything more than that!”
“But that is not what you are here for! I just want to know why you are here and why he has to lie for it. If you came here for a reason, then he wouldn’t need to lie for it. I’m more than happy to show you around but him…”
“Whatever I am here for and it involves him, that is Dragon business Twilight. For all you should be caring, I could be asking him to be my mate or consort and that has no implications for you whatsoever!” Ember snapped.

Silence filled the room and Spike was staring wide eyed at Ember, she practically told them why she was here for. Smolder also seemed shocked that Ember said this out loud but then again, she wasn’t fully surprised that she would shout it out. Both Twilight and Starlight had their mouths hanging and looking at Ember with wide eyes.
Spike, if he could, would be sweating bullets, as the intensity of the situation was on high. He wanted to respond, to say anything that could deflect the situation, however it was only made clear when Ember used tail and arm to bring Spike closer to her.

“Yeah, that is why I am here for,” she huffed, a small puff of smoke leaving her nostrils. “I am here to ask Spike here to be my mate for the Dragon Mating season coming. Not that it has anything to do with you, but that is why I’m here.”
Spike felt conflicted in the most unusual situation as he felt the heat and caress of Ember’s body against his own with his head resting on her hip. However, the fear surging through him was what would be Twilight’s response to this. He saw that Smolder however looked upset and had crossed her arms, looking at them.
Finally after some time of silence, Twilight closed her mouth, mashing her lips together in thought before speaking with a bit of hesitation. “I...I didn’t know that… Dragon Mating season was here. More so, I didn’t know why you came here for… but that makes… sense.” She paused and a bit of a glare was shot towards Spike. “Why did you lie about that?”
Spike stiffened at her tone, but Ember held him close, pressing against him all the more. “Maybe because he believed you wouldn’t approve of him. Maybe because he knew how sheltered you ponies are when it comes down to things like this.”
Twilight’s brow tightened. “I… know pony society is fickle compared to dragons, but we have our time of the year when ponies mate. I have no personal quarrel with anypony involved.” Then her right eyebrow rose. “But why Spike?”
Ember let him go but kept him close. She confidently held strong but spoke gently from before. “I know Spike might not seem much to other dragons but because he is kind, he is caring and he is the most selfless dragon I have met, I know that he would be perfect to be a potential mate for me. Well… not just me but any dragoness who met him. He knows how to treat his friends and his family, even strangers that he just met. I’ve heard of his tales. Saving you ponies from evil before, befriending Thorax and helping you out saving your home. I think that is qualities that will never be found in other dragons.”
Spike felt his heart sore at Ember’s words, even more so when she gave a smile of her own. Twilight was in awe at Ember, having so described Spike for the dragon he was. In truth, he was much more than most of what she said but she appreciated that she like Spike for who he is, not just another dragon. Smolder herself like those qualities in Spike, but now that she heard Ember voice those in a way you would never hear another dragon talk about, unless they were going to be with you for a long while, she was starting to get antsy that Ember may in fact keep him. 
Twilight smiled at her words but then she realized something wrong with what Ember said. “Wait, you said you want him to be your mate for the mating season. Isn’t Spike way to young to be your mate?” It wasn’t a question that it sounded, but more like a statement. Twilight didn’t want her younger sibling to have sex with an older dragon. 
“Not the way you see it,” Commented Ember. “However, it is not your choice but his. I came today because I sought him and wanted to ask him.”
Once more Twilight was left agape at this. Smolder was hoping Twilight might intervene and Spike was still somewhat nervous about the approach. Starlight was rubbing her chin with her hoof before she sparked her first piece into the conversation. “So, despite his size and age, you still choose Spike. I haven’t personally seen many dragons outside of you, Smolder and part of the migrations, but I feel like you could be doing better, no?” She then quickly looked to Spike. “No offense Spike but… I think she has years on you.”
Spike somewhat shrugged at that, but then thought it over.  
“Hey!”
“I said no offense!” Quickly added Starlight.

Twilight shook her head before responding. “Look, this is a bit all so sudden. So for now, lets just leave that for later. I’m sure your hungry from your trip. Let us go, have breakfast than we can deal with… this situation later.” She quickly left, trying to keep herself from losing her mind. Ember let Spike go and a grin formed on her muzzle.
“Breakfast sounds good! All I had me was a small catch on the way over here.” Pony and dragon missed a step at the word catch, however they quickly moved passed it, hoping not to be hearing from Fluttershy anytime soon. Smolder followed after them into the kitchen, her mood still unsettled. 

Ember sat the table, as she scanned and analyzed the kitchen with peeked or amused interest. Apparently to the added heroics and kindness that came with him, cooking and organizing was part of his arsenal of talents. The food he made her smelled and looked delicious, something he called an omelets. Despite their dietary of gems and meat being a consistent, Ember enjoyed what he added to the omelet. Five eggs went into the casing, but the center contained bell peppers, mushrooms, sapphire chunks, with melted pepper jack cheese, coated by powered ruby shavings. Never had she experienced something so giving and personal.
The other unicorns also began to eat. Meanwhile Smolder wondered if she could ask Spike for a plate herself. Approaching the table, Spike was reaching for his own, but found Smolder looking a bit meek and he quickly felt bad as he forgot to make her a plate. “Smolder, here have my plate!” He brought the large plate that he made the same way like Ember’s to her. Smolder went wide eye as he presented it to her. Her face flushed and she gave a warm smile at the drake at his generosity. 
“Thanks Spike.” He gave a nod and smile back.
“No problem!” With that, he went back to the kitchen to begin his prep on his own food. Ember watched him head back towards the kitchen where he began to prep his own meal. Ember watched in awe as he grabbed whatever he needed and easily added or mixed in ingredients. He hummed a gentle tune and let his world slip away. Ember’s focus then turned back to Smolder, whom was enjoying the food that was meant for Spike. Normally, she would think that any dragon that would share his or hers stuff, outside of family or mates, was a complete idiot. That was how Dragon Lord Scales of long time before, had once said before. 
But seeing him so freely give Smolder his food, even when he spent Draco knows how long on it, he did it without a second glance or hesitation. She herself couldn’t believe that he would go through efforts for anycreature. Using her claws, she pulled a piece of the omelet off, seeing the cheese create a string between the pulled piece and the rest and she placed it in her mouth.
Her eyes went wide as an explosion of flavor filled her taste buds. The unbelievable taste with a volcanic flow roamed her tongue. She wasn’t too huge on the veggies but the fact that they blended in with the rubies dust and sapphire bits, actually got an audible moan from her.
But she wasn’t the only one as Smolder herself moaned in bliss as she dived into her own meal. Meanwhile, the two unicorns looked at the moaning dragonesses, wondering if there was something missing in their own food. Starlight poked around her omelet with her fork while Twilight watched in curiousness at their appetites. 
“I’m guessing you two never had omelets before?” she asked. 
Smolder broke from her stupor of high bliss from flavor heaven and shook her head. “No! In truth, the food in the dragon lands are pretty bland, even the most hardened and juicy diamonds. When I came here, I stuck to gems because I wasn’t aware how pony food might affect me, but now that I had this!” she growled as she pulled on another piece of gooey cheese and egg, “This beats everything and anything else I have ever tasted!”
“Yeah!” Agreed Ember as she took another bite into her omelet. “I never had food taste this good! I could go without the veggies but they give the food a tangy taste that I never experienced before! Though the powered ruby goes nice with the sapphire!”
“Glad you two like it!” Spike pipped in, as he came to the table with his own steaming plate of an omelet. He jumped into his own seat, between Ember and Smolder, where saw that the girls, all of them, had really enjoyed their meals. “I made sure they were extra special this morning!”
The two dragonesses agreed with him.
“I have never had anything this good Spike,” Ember chirped as she continued to eat her food. “Truly you are a dragon of many talents.” She swallowed her last piece before burping loudly, much to Starlight’s and Twilight’s dismay… and disgust. She sighed and relished in her meal. “Which is why I choose him to be my mate and maybe a life-mate as well.” 
Two ponies and two dragons were swallowing when she announced that. The four of them were caught off guard and began to cough violently as their surprised reactions caused their food to get caught in their airways. Ember watched in confusion as the four creatures before her coughed heavily on their food, her head twisting to the side in confusion.
“Is… this something you ponies partake in your meals? It doesn't sound fun.”
Spike and Smolder were the first to recover, quickly swallowing it down since dragons had big gullets. Twilight and Starlight got their drinks from their table and quickly downed their cups, trying to ease their coughs until their bodies relaxed
A minute goes by before anycreature says anything, either still trying to recover from their recent coughing fit or being to unsure of how to respond. Twilight reluctantly responds with steady but hesitant words.
“Ember… As we… uh said before,” She pointed to Starlight. “We think that Spike is too young to be with you!”
Ember rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. “Yeah, to you ponies. But Spike is already mature enough to properly mate. He already went through his molt, he’s got his wings and he also probably already is ready to blow his load too.”
This sent Spike into a reddish state, alongside with Twilight, whom were both embarrassed at hearing Ember like this. Starlight couldn’t help herself but crack down laughing loudly, head hitting the table and hitting her hoof on the table. Smolder meanwhile just stated silent, but grinning mischievously in her mind.

‘He already blew his load… in me!’

Spike tried to speak but Twilight cried in disgust and horror.
“Ahhh! I didn’t need to hear that, Ember! He practically my brother!”
Once more the Dragon Lord rolled her eyes at the hysteria of Twilight. Seriously, she was the one that stopped the end of the world how many times? She could do all that easy enough but hearing Spike needs to release? “Either way, I wanted to see if Spike wished to join me. Once the mating season has passed, if he was willing, would stay with me as my Lifemate.” She turned to the blushing drake and gave him a warm smile as rare as red moons.
Spike was trying to find an answer. Starlight had finished laughing but brought back her previous statement. “Well as said you could do some… err dragon?...Better but I understand you want someone as sweet and caring as Spike. But what about size wise?” Spike quickly looked down between his legs and then back at Starlight. 
“Did you just…”
“Yes!” She chirped quickly, trying but failing to hide the painful grin on her face. “But you have to admit at least be part true! Your half her size! And… you gonna have to work really harddddddd!” She emphasized the ‘d’ in hard, making this a really weird tease about his size. He wasn’t really sure how to react with that statement.
Fortunately, Ember was ready. “Well, that will not be a problem. I have been studying the Bloodstone Scepter with my father and there are a few tricks I can do with this.” She brought the Scepter into view were it glowed brightly. 
Starlight and Twilight looked in awe as she held. 
“You did not have that in your claws earlier!” Half stated, half yelled Starlight. “That thing… like disappeared when you came into the kitchen! It’s like we forgot that you had it!”
Ember smirked. “Yeah, it more or less is a cloak, to keep other dragons from trying to steal it. Heh, if there is one thing that I am glad for, is that history has so much to teach and I learned enough from the previous dragon lords before my father.” She then pointed it directly at Spike, who froze as the glowing ruby at the center was pointed directly at him. “I also learned that controlling other dragons is just the beginning.” She then lit the Scepter upon Spike and it fired a red beam towards him. Spike cried as the beam hit him, enveloping him in a red glow but felt nothing.
“What are you doing?!” screamed Twilight and Starlight, ready to defend Spike with her horn glowing. However, when Ember didn’t answer and Spike wasn’t affected, she waited. The beam stopped, the glow disappeared and Spike remained unaffected. He looked over himself, expecting to be incinerated or changed somehow or forced to do some crazy thing for Ember, but he stayed the same.
“Uhh… was something supposed to happen, Ember?” asked Starlight.
“Not immediately at first… unless he was like any other dragon.” she answered. She stood up from her seat and made her way towards Spike, whom still checked over himself for any effects.
Ember met his eyes and smiled. “What I did was I unlocked a bit of growth in you. Its sorta like a greed growth but it won’t be out of control. Instead, it will allow you to grow bigger, without you losing yourself. However, you have to stay strong and think about remaining as you are.” She grabbed his claws in hers and pulled him away from the table to the center of the kitchen, away from anything that might get damaged. 
“Uhhh… what?” was all I got before the glow returned and he gasped as he felt a surge through his chest. It began to slightly press against him, almost like he was about to release a large burp but didn’t move. 
“Remember, it’s only a greed growth if you let it. Think about how big you could get or will get, without thinking you want everything.”
“Huh?” asked again. This time Smolder screamed out to him.
“Think big! Think happy big!” The smaller dragoness crossed her arms in frustration, waiting for something to happen. Spike blinked at that and looked towards Ember. It was a crude, off set way of putting it but she nodded and he sighed, furrowing his brow in concentration. 
‘Think big, think happy big.’ Closing his eyes, he then imagined himself tall. He imagined himself as big, if not maybe bigger than Ember. Taller if need be. He didn’t want to be intimidating like Garble but he also didn’t want to look like a twig or a wimpy dragon. He played with an idea in mind, though his body started creating pressure on his joints. Maybe he was stressing himself. He heard several audible pops on his joints and he reacted. “Ow!” 
“Keep going!” Cheered Ember. “And don’t open your eyes!” He sighed and did as she instructed. He concentrated with more and more of his body stressing and joints cracking. He felt his spine pull and he gave an audible groan as he felt that stretch. 
“Is it working?” he asked out loud.
“Yes!” Came the cry from four females. He wanted to see himself. His skull began to twist, though this felt like the beginning of a bad headache, he allowed his head to shape. His jaw also began to stretch, where he felt his jaw dislocate, causing him to moan in pain before it set itself back. His wings membrane split and tore, only to reform again with a strong skin. His body felt heavier and he wondered if he gained weight.
Finally after a few minutes of pain and uncomfortable shifting in his body, he sighed. His body felt sore, but like a good kinda sore like after getting a deep tissue massage from Bulk Biceps, but with less pain. 

“Woah!” Was the sound he heard next, followed by gasps. He opened his eyes his eyes, immediately greeted to the site of everyone, only… he was higher. Looking at Ember, he was matching her in height, maybe a bit more. She looked at him with amazement, but her eyes also held lust and adoration. He looked towards Twilight and Starlight, whom both looked flabbergasted and in awe at him. Finally, he saw Smolder, whom was staring wide eyed, with a full flush to her face. 
Not only was he taller but he looked down at himself and saw he had grown. Mass had formed at his chest, arms and legs, leaving no hatchling fat left on his body. His digit and claws were longer, sharper with a gleaming edge. He turned his head to see his wings were longer than his body was whole, instinctively stretching them and seeing they were roughly five of his own feet across. Reaching to touch his head, he felt a more pointed skull, his head stretching out like Ember’s but with a more curved skull then round. His snout in front of him was almost pointed, with a broad base and under jaw. Lastly, he spines across his head, along with the rest of his body down to his tail, which had grown a couple of feet, where sharper, with a thick base and wicked edges to them.
He felt… better, like this. He felt… whole and complete. He didn’t feel greed, nor did he care for anything other than the ones he loves. His mind was just as sharp as ever. His senses were high now, his eyes sharper at seeing details he never saw before with colors and focus more defined. His ears could pick up the birds outside, despite their being no kitchen windows. Lastly, his nose took in the smell of the four females in front of him. Each carrying their own unique scent and musk.
A sharp inhale, brought all that in and more. Way more… in fact. He noticed a small but noticeable layer of musk from all four. Twilight he knew by heart because he lived with her his whole life. He… somewhat discovered when Twilight was in heat or aroused.
This applied here. Not just her but Starlight as well, though it may not be as strong as Twilight, he had been around her long enough to smell a difference. Then came the two dragonesses in front of him. Ember was full on aroused, no doubt because of the whole reason being here, but right now, it was more defined and it seemed that she noticed, though she did not care. In fact, her eyes became half lidded with a soft growl vibrating at the back of her throat. Her legs spread a bit more just so he could actually get more of her scent.
Smolder on the other claw however… was trying hard to cross her legs and shove her claws in between her legs. Yeah, she definitely couldn’t hide it at all.
He also felt that now more than ever, his confidence and boost and moral was stronger than ever. He had nothing to really fear.

“So… did everything on him grow or do you need to use the Scepter to still have him grow to meet your standards? You know like even downstairs?” Was Starlights question, though it held no innocence to it. 
“BUCKING STARLIGHT!” Roared Spike.
> When the ponies are away, the Dragons will play, or if the dragons find luck, they surely will fuck.  Part 1.
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

A Smoldering Start, Endless Ember
When the ponies are away, the Dragons will play, or if the dragons find luck, they surely will fuck. 
Part 1.

The one thing that Spike absolutely hated about Starlight, was the fact that her magic was so adapt and and so powerful, that she almost matched alicorn levels of magic. As if she was some sort of… added character given as much power as the protagonist so they had someone on their level, but only utilized when the plot demanded it from what he gathered from his comics. What was the old name called? …. Mary Sue? But all that didn’t matter. The increased size in overall was a great gift, but with that came all of the greed or rage that he jumped over to get to this stage.
Either way, as soon as he jumped at her, she teleported, though she left a suppressed giggle that almost echoed the hallways. Immediately, he tried to find her by inhaling her magic and locked on her trail. With his new prowess of speed, agility and endurance, he growled and jumped after her through the doors to find her.

“STARLIGHT!” He roared , taking off and disappearing in the hallways.

Meanwhile, two dragonesses and an alicorn were left in the kitchen, watching the action unfold. Well, rather hear it.
“Um… is that normal?” asked Twilight, somewhat dazed by her former, smaller brother’s now big changes, as he hunted her former student.
Ember shrugged and continued to bite into her omelet.
“The power that I gave him stimulated everything, it might take awhile for him to get rid of all the excess greed and hormones that had been overpassed when he grew.”
There was a large shake of the castle, followed by the destruction of doors. “Got you!” he roared from somewhere in the castle.
“And… how long will that last?” asked hesitantly the purple alicorn.

Ember waved her off, enjoying the last bits of her meal. “Ehh, a few hours, or if he didn’t fully adjust, a day or two.”

Twilight’s right eye twitched and a vein threatened to form on her forehead. A small cry of laughter and maybe a hint of fear filled the hallway. “I was kidding!” yelled Starlight, as she ran from the raging dragon. “I just wanted to make sure no ‘little’ part of you stayed that way!” Another roar, along with the sound of a powerful fire left Spike.
“At this rate, he will burn through it quickly,” finished Ember, finishing the last bit of omelettes. Another rumble of the castle, followed by the sound of castle walls breaking through. 

“I will show you little!” one more the roar echoed. At this point, a strand of mane slipped out of place before Twilight decided to let it go. She inhaled, then exhaled, doing it over and over again until the destruction and chaos that would make Discord weep in joy was just background noise.

“So… now that Spike is… bigger and you want to mate with him, what how does it work between dragons?” She instantly teleported her notebook and quill, ready to take down notes.
Ember noticed this, but disregarded her, mumbling lightly on ‘weird pony.’ She cleared her throat, just as another roar tore through the walls nearby. “Well, when it comes down to dragons, you got males and females. Hopefully you know the difference on that, right? I don’t have to explain the difference between a dragon and dragoness, or in this case, a dick and a vag, right?”
Twilight’s eye twitched again, but she inhaled and exhaled once more, shaking her head. “No Princ… I mean, Dragon Lord Ember, I know that anatomy between males and females. That is universally with any sentient or non-sentient species that produces spawn, outside of species that can produce spawn A-sexually without a partner.”

Ember looked confused, but she shook her head in anger at her large words. “Anyways, so when it comes down to it, the dragon mating season is at the beginning of every summer, on the hottest days. For one week, dragons and dragonesses go into heat. Now, whether you are at the dragon lands or not, you will go into heat. But it's better for dragons to be there, so you can get fucked and be fucked for a while week.” She notice that Twilight was somewhat irritated, thought if it were her language or the fact that another wall was destroyed, followed by now screaming instead of laughing, she did not know… or care.
“So for a whole week, dragons enter orgies or go off just with two, and mate.”

“And do the chances of females going into estrus, have a chance at being fertilized with the male  or males they have coitus with instantly, or is it based at its peak of the season where the fertility of the seed is high, will it be able to impregnate the cells inside the womb?”

Now it was Ember’s eye that twitches. Again, she hated big words and that fact that only a third of that made it to her brain pissed her off so, that she turned to Smolder, whom was half listening, now eating her meal at a snail’s pace. The young dragoness, whom was off daydreaming, felt the focus of her dragon lord and realized she need clarity. She gave a sigh. “Do we get egg-heavy on the first try we fu-” she stopped herself as Twilight gave her an warning eye glance. “-we screw around, or do we have to wait until the the middle of the weak when the males get…wild that their spunk is better at filling us?” It was crudly said, at least to Twilight but Ember heard it as perfectly clear as possible.

“Oh… why didn’t you just say that?” Twilight made a frowny face, with the notes nearly dropping from her magic.

“I did,” she half mumbled. Then a burst of magic filled the room and Starlight landed next to them, panting heavily and with slight scorch marks over her body. 

“Okay… Okay,” she panted. “No more ‘size’ jokes on a dragon who is bigger, faster, stronger… and has a firebreath strong enough to burn through shields.” She slumped and sighed. “I give up.”

“I wouldn’t if I were you.” Warned Ember, arms crossed. A small smirk adorned her muzzle. “He won’t give up, even if you apologized. He’s got a lot of energy in him and needs to burn it off rapidly. So, even if you do say something, it might not work on him.” She then reached and patted her on her shoulder. “If you can burn off his energy quickly by having him chase you, he will wear down     faster and leave you be so…”

The kitchen door exploded, with the large form of Spike flying right through. “Starlight!” The purple and green dragon roared and took a flying leap at her. Whimpering, she teleported and Spike instantly jumped through the castle walls with ease. He caught her scent which lead outside. He disappeared in a roar of fire.
Twilight sighed, trying to calm herself before a migraine hit. “Well, it's a magic castle, so self healing should start soon.”

“Wait, if the castle heals when its damaged, why don’t we eat it and let it heal itself!?” Ember asked with glee and some frustration. “You dissed me for taking bites off of it the last time I was here!”

“I didn’t know it self healed until after you had damaged it!” yelled back Twilight. “Besides, eating other pony’s property is rude and evil!”
“Can we just get back to talking about dragons screwing each other? If not, I’m going to go and follow Spike,” half mumbled Smolder. 
The two heated females snorted before calming down and Ember continuing on. “Anyways, so about getting fucked and egg-heavy,” she began, earning a disapproving glare from Twilight but the mare gave up, readying her notes. “We do in fact get egg-heavy during the peak of the season. Its when we are guaranteed more eggs in eight to ten months.”

“Wow, your species are way of normal reptilian or scaled species with their eggs. Some lay within eight to ten weeks.”

Ember snorted. “We are not lizards, we don’t do that tongue thing!” She stuck her tongue, mocking the little wiggle that most reptiles do. “Also, we are warm blooded. Literally… our blood is boiling hot. You ever see what happens when Spike’s breaks open his scales?”
Twilight shook her head. “In truth, I have never seen Spike bleed. His scales have been impervious to a lot of damage to his youth.” She paused. “Is it red?”

“Redish orange,” spoke out Smolder. She finished up the last of her meal. “Almost like ponies, but its orange at the edge. Also, if we do bleed, that thing will act like lava on a bunch of things.” She then laughed. “Well except it doesn’t burn through everything, just on skin, fur and other living things. High heated blood.”

Twilight blanched at that. ‘Note to self, magically shield sharp items and around items with high temperature proof spells.’ She shook her head focused back on Ember. “Moving on, so can you choose your mates or is it just all… willy nilly?”
“Females can choose who they want to be with. However, it is up to the males to show off feats of strength, power, and dominance to be worthy of any female. Most do it through acts of battle, who has the biggest hoard, if the can go on long periods of time with stamina and so on.”

“And when has Spike showed any of that to you, in order for him to be your mate?” asked Twilight, her notes writing on.

Ember somewhat wilted and her face showed with redness and even a bit of warmth. “He didn’t have too.” She said softly. “He showed me that he didn’t need all that to be a good mate.” She moved away and moved towards the window of the kitchen, where outside she saw him, her dream dragon, flying around, angrily chasing and firing at a floating unicorn. Her screams of plea could be vaguely heard.  She watched almost dreamily as a few ponies did run in terror at being at the crossfire. “He told me I was beautiful, that I was strong and that I was the one whom was meant to rule the Dragon Lands.” Her muzzle turned into a warm smile. “We have been sending letters to each other for months now. Each one different than the last. It took me awhile to understand the big words he used, teaching me here and there, but he never made me feel like I’m just another dragon. He made me feel like I more important than others, that without me, dragons would never have known the concept of friendship.

“So that is how you got to know if he was truthful.” Spoke Twilight, approaching the Dragon Lord. “You two have been sending letters…” her eyes went wide and a grin formed. “Love letters!” She almost squealed in joy, jumping on her hooves and moving towards Ember. “Love letters to each other for months! Oh Cadence would be thrilled to hear of this!

Ember wanted to growl at her and deny they were anything about love, but… it would be to deny a part of her heart. One that he showed more of with each time they would send a letter. Nodding, she simply said, “Yeah.” From the window, Twilight and Ember watched as Spike set a building on fire, trying to isolate the unicorn mare, drawing her out and leaving in a burst of magic.

Smolder had wilted and slumped lightly over the table, with her head on the table and her arms hanging below. She had been hearing Ember speak and ignored most of it, but when she got to Spike, she realized that despite Spike interest with Smolder, it was nothing compared to what he and Ember shared. It’s probably why he asked her about Dragon Stuff. Instead of asking Ember about it, he was just speaking to her in a ‘long distance’ relationship. They were- have been writing letters to them for Draco knows how long. Ember had been getting letters from him, telling her she was beautiful and other sappy stuff with it.
Stuff she wished she could have gotten, or even asked to be called. Seeing that she was no longer part of the conversation between Twilight and Ember, she silently made her way out of the kitchen.
Once more, she was left with nothing to do. Going back to her room was a waste of time. Where should she go? Her friends are not back yet and she was bored out of her mind. Instead of killing time doing nothing, maybe she could learn about… romance. Maybe if she could learn a little bit more about it, she could still woe Spike before he made his decision to leave with Ember. She left the kitchen determined and headed straight to the schools library.

She flew her way to the school library, barely registering the massive dragon that was Spike flying through the air, sniffing it and trying to find Starlight’s trail. Instantly, he flew towards the Everfree forest, hunting down his pray. If she needed to have even a remote chance, something outside of flashing her vag and getting laid to get him to notice her, she would have to find words. Lots and lots of words to get around and find a way to please that drake!
Luckily, the library was almost empty, with only a few ponies and creatures trying to catch up on studying. She shyly but catiously made her way to the romance section in the back, avoiding the eyes of anycreature to not catching her heading there.
Finding it, she sighed and looked at the aisles books, purged onto shelves, containing vast amounts of information to help aid her. The young dragoness reached for one of the more easy reading ones and began.



Morning turned to midday and midday turned to evening. Smolder had been inside all day and in truth, she was more angry than ever. Growling lightly to herself, as she nearly threw the same book she had been on since that morning.
“Ugh! None of this makes sense!” Some creature cleared their throat and she saw the librarian. “Sorry!” She flinched lightly. “Didn’t know that I was loud!”

The librarian nodded. “That and we are closed now.” Smolder blinked. Closed? As in, she had been in here all day, on a single book, trying to learn about romance and love? How the fuck that happen? Not allowing the librarian to see her emotions, she nodded and quickly left the library. 

She made her way back to the castle, where she encountered ashen and slightly chard, Starlight. A small trail of smoke was still lingering on her mane.
“So… you learned your lesson yet?” she asked the mare, passing her by. Starlight nodded lightly.

“Yeah.” she heavily sighed. “Not to mess with a growing dragon. You guys don’t mess around when angry or in greed.”

“Well duh!” She then flinched as she said that to her counselor. However, Starlight paid it no mind, as she was still achingly trying to make her way back inside the castle. “Messing with a teenage dragon, especially with a growth spurt like that is not wise.”
Starlight nodded. Making her way up the stairs, the two pushed their way in and immediately saw Ember with Twilight and Spike chatting. 

Starlight gave a weary look at Spike, whom gave a quick flash of his teeth, before raising his claws in peace. “I’m done chasing you, don’t worry. I’ve burned most of my energy already.”

She gave a pained smile. “Good, I would HATE… to deal with anything else later, though I’m just upset it took you all day to get rid of it.”

Spike gave a grin. “Burned off my energy in about… mmm four hours.” He snorted, allowing some smoke to leave his nostrils. “The rest of the time was just me testing out my agility, speed, stamina and so on… so thanks!” 
Any other time, Starlight would have been angry, lost her mind or even find or plan some sort of revenge scheme against any whom have tried to wrong her like that. But unfortunately…. Friendship and the magic it has on ponies, prevented her from becoming evil… even if temporarily. Fuck you, Friendship… sometimes...

Also, she was too tired and drained to care. She just gave a weak smile and dropped it, before moving past them all, somewhat limping her way to her bedroom. Silence followed then, the gentle lock of a closing door echoed the hallway.
Ember gave a grin, placing her claws on her hips. “I’d like to think that she could hang with dragons and give a lot of them a challenge.”

Spike gave a nod. “No doubt, though she might actually impress a few dragons with her prowess.” He sighed. “I gotta admit, it was a good work out.” He stretched his wings, arms and leg, a few bones cracking. The trio of females watched his muscles flex, his body shifting in mass and even giving a small growl, making them flush.

He noticed this, especially Twilight. “See something you like, Twilight?”

Twilight had been looking but his words snapped her out of her gaze and she looked at him in shock. “Eww! Spike!”

He gave a shrug. “You gotta admit. You like this version of me. I like this version of me!” He then inwardly growled deeply, causing a ripples in the air and sending shivers down their spines.

“As do I,” purred Ember. She pulled in on him, pushing her body next to his. “I knew giving him just a bit of energy from the Bloodstone Scepter would give him a boost that he needed.”

‘And a plot needed,’ thought Twilight, as she looked at Spike’s lower back. Twilight then brought up a thought. “Is it permanent? Will he regress back to his smaller form after the mating season is complete?”

Ember shook her head. “As far as I can tell and witnessed, its until he starts growing naturally again in a few decades or so. Most dragons wouldn’t reach this height till then.” She then wrapped her claws with his. “Though by that time, I think that we would have long grown accustomed to it all.”

“Speaking of all, I’m so glad you managed to tell me everything I need to know about dragons!” Squealed Twilight, jumping on hooves with a floating stack of papers in magic. “I could write the first book about dragons and get them published! Ohh! Mom is gonna be so jealous!” Twilight rambled on and on about it, her words going into large more complex verses and punctuations that once more flew over Ember’s head. As she rambled on, Ember saw that Smolder has been staring off into space, a peculiar look of disturbed and traces of anger were seen across her features. Breaking away from Spike, the Dragon Lord moved towards the younger dragoness. Smolder broke from her gaze and saw her approaching Dragon Lord. 
“What is with the look?” 

Smolder rubbed her arm and looked away. “Just… got a lot on my mind right now.” 

Ember saw there was more to it than that. “Anything that is troubling you?”

‘Yeah, you and Spike,’ “No, just school stuff.” A quick glance towards Spike and back at her, settling back on the floor. Ember caught it. She might not be great or as sensitive with emotions as ponies were, but she did have female intuition, and that was something that expanded the universe. She turned to Spike, making eye contact, he caught from his own, still allowing Twilight to ramble on, since she was talking a pace no one but him could understand. She moved her eyes quickly to corner, towards Smolder on her side and then back on him. He seemed to get it. He nodded and moved towards his sister. 

“Great Twilight! It’s all good. Why don’t you and I star working on a… binder and see if we can work some cover art…” He pulled his sister on.

“Oh, right! And we have to find a publisher! And get copies created and…” She rambled on, up the stairs and through the hallways, Spike waved over his shoulder, though judging by his face, he looked at her begging to hurry.

She gave a smile, waved and then refocused back on Smolder. The young dragoness looked up confusingly at her. “Uh… what is going on?”
Ember motioned for her to back outside. “Come on, we need some fresh air.”

“Uh… I just got back in, like a minute ago,” retorted Smolder. 

Ember waved it off. “I need air. Been stuck with that damn mare since I got here today. Need to stretch out my wings and tail.” Not arguing, the two female dragonesses made their ways outside. Smolder was a bit let off by her Dragon Lord’s reason but let herself be lead outside.

The two were graced by the moon’s light and Smolder actually felt somewhat more at peace now. At the library, it only pissed her off to even if was meant trying to be for a benefit. How she lost that time on a single book of romance was not worth trying to remember.
Ember didn’t want to rest, so they took up walking. “So, what’s on your mind,” Smolder was about to deny anything but Ember quickly cut her off. “Hey, I may not be good with this mushy feeling stuff, but as your Dragon Lord, I will make you open whether you want to or not, so spill.” There was some teasing in her tone, something that Smolder liked about Ember.
Out of all the dragons in the world, she respected Ember and Spike. Outside of obvious reasons with Spike, Ember promoted strength and power in females, not seen since the first female Dragon Lord, Scales was in charge in the time before Torch’s rule. Ember didn’t just rule like a normal Dragon Lord. Since her encounter with Spike, she has promoted that females start proving their worth's just as much as males. Competitions and games featured more females to take on challenges that matched the males. Along with the equalization of females, there was also the encouragement of more peer bonding and gentler events.
It was a very slow start with the tamer stuff, but dragons did start coming around and few resented them. Mainly her idiot older brother, which is funny enough the reason Ember started doing this. His idiocy and greedy nature, nearly killing Ember and Spike, had Ember create this new era with dragons. All of this was before her introduction… and forcibly made attendance to Twilight’s school.

Smolder didn’t like it at first, but without Ember’s interference with her life, she wouldn’t have made such wonderful friends… or meet the kindness dragon in the world. 
“I was just wondering… why Spike hadn’t to anydragon… anycreature why he was talking with you for months?” It wasn’t the exact answer she wanted to give, but it was a filler to help her get the wheels turning, so to speak.

“Why would it matter to you or anycreature on what he and I do?” stated Ember, a bit huffly. “We were talking because we only knew of each other and the comfort we brought to one another.” She sighed. “I have enjoyed the time we have talked, though the mating season is the first time we would be able to see each other.”

Smolder inwardly cringed at that. “Ugh… this is why I’m here. I wanted to avoid all of that.” She then rubbed her arms. “Didn’t want to deal with my first time surrounded by horny dragons.”

Ember normally would find this shocking or even odd, but seeing as Smolder had been living with ponies these few seasons, it would make sense that she would adjust to the lifestyle here. Nodding, she spoke on. “Living here has changed you for the better, though I would ask if you found some small way of keeping yourself busy when your in heat.”

Smolder didn’t shy away with any personal stuff, especially since dragons normally opened up on mating or sex in general. “Turns out, the walls made of crystal are good for drowning down the sound when rubbing myself off.” She then gave Ember a small grin. “But it’s better in the showers though. You can rub off, scream and then not worry about any messes or smells since it goes down the drain.”

Ember had the face like she had just discovered the biggest hoard in the history of dragons or that dusted gems goes great with meat.”It’s that private… and closed off… and clean?”

Smolder nodded. “Yep, though you still have to be careful that when you scream, you don’t set anything on fire.” Ember nodded at that, a bit impressed.

“Wow, so hanging in there might be worth it during mating season.” She looked at the castle behind them. “I wonder if Spike’s area would be good for just staying in there until it was over.”

Smolder’s smile dropped. “Sure… yeah, it would be.” She stayed quiet. Ember noticed the drop in tone. 

“Alright, enough of this!” Ember grabbed Smolder by the shoulders and faced her towards her with a crossed look. “Ever since I got here, you have been giving me fang and usually I only get that from some idiot dragon who thinks they can though me out, my own father… or your dunce of a brother too! So, out with it, you’re a hatchling no more!”

Smolder knew she had no guts to really sass or talk smack to Ember. Not because she was just the Dragon Lord, but her respect for her outweighed her dislike for Ember’s relationship with Spike.

She sighed, which almost came out as a growl before focusing on Ember’s feet. “I...I just didn’t like the idea of you and Spike together. I thought that maybe… he and I would get together.” She then slumbed a bit more. “Hopefully before he had a chance to go after another dragon or creature.”

Ember cocked in eyebrow at her younger friend. “And… why is it that now, all of a sudden you want him now? Because of the mating season? You wanted him so he could stuff your hole and be done with it, or was it something more?” Ember crossed her arms and slightly glared down at the younger dragoness. “Me and Spike have been sending letters since before Twilight’s school even came up. So, it can’t be that you have been wanting him on same level as us.” Ember suddenly realized that with everything Smolder has been demonstrating, there was definitely more to it then that. Not to mention, she hasn’t been as antsy about mating season as Ember was. 
Unless she was recently satisfied in some way. “You already mated with him, haven’t you?” Smolder found herself closing her eyes tightly, expecting Ember to do something to her and bracing herself.

Again, normally Ember would be crossed with any dragon who dared take her mate from her. She wouldn’t need to use the Scepter to deal with the dragon in anyway and could think of hundreds of ideas on how to torture them. 
Yet, she also couldn’t blame Smolder for using Spike. It was Smolder’s first heat and she needed quick relief and wasn’t aware of the consequences. Spike probably caught her at the wrong time, which begged the question…
“Was he good to you?” She asked, gently placing her claw on Smolder’s shoulder. The young dragoness flinched at contact, but upon hearing Ember’s words, she cautiously opened her eyes to see a stoic look on Ember. She looked much like her father in that regard, albeit that he always looked angry, Ember just seemed steady, with some of her father’s downward cheek muscles.

“I...I just want someone to be with.” She responded, not really answering Ember’s question. “He didn’t even know what was happening until I… started it.”

Ember held any resentment towards her. “That didn’t answer my question.” Her face stayed stoic.

Smolder hesitated. “F-For a beginner… yeah.” She paused. “He actually ate me out.”

Now there was a thought… and an interesting bit of information. Ember actually had to process that. Normally males were so prude, so selfish, that eating out a female was almost like a choir that none of them wanted. Most actually found it difficult or too above them to touch a female like that. The only time a female ever found their vag taking on by tongue was another female, or that rare male that actually enjoys it for a taste or so, but never to fully finish. So… the sheer fact that Spike enjoyed and finished… “Wait, did you finish?” Smolder nodded. Truely, Spike was a good drake.

But now came the ultimate question of what to do with Smolder. Clearly she also had a fling with him, before being physical, but now it was developing emotional. Her tail flicked in agitation and she actually moved away from Smolder in order to think without giving up to much emotion towards her. She slowly paced around the area.
Smolder was too young to bare a clutch, let alone relationship with a dragon almost her same age, but in tune that she needed relieve, that dragoness was okay for that. Not to mention that she gave Spike some experience and some work. 
A ‘hoard’ was definitely out of the question… maybe… 

Some do build after the mating season, but fewer than those actually last a season or two. The largest of them were four per hoard and that didn’t include the hatchlings born from the females. No, no, no… she was overthinking this. Smolder didn’t belong nor need to be with a male. She needed to keep with her studies, to understand how friendship works! She needed to be able to bring this all back to the dragons, so they could learn to be better, civilized creatures.
But who was she to deny the natural order and make it so Smolder had no real way of dealing with her heat. How the hell did these stupid ponies do it anyway?

“Ember?” The somewhat soft and scarred tone of Smolder disturbed her flowing mind. She saw that she was still intimidated by her, wondering if she was about to be told to stay away or… to walk away. Ember, despite the way she grew up, could never hurt those younger than her. Even if they did ill, she would never forgive herself, nor would Spike. 

The sapphire scaled dragoness sighed. “I can’t say that it doesn't upset me that you took advantage of him with your heat, however I am also aware that you doing this before your peak heat was a better outcome. My true anger is that you took something from me before I was able to claim it.” A small snarl left her and she leaned over the smaller dragoness. “So… I will say it once, Spike is mine. I plan to make him mine… forever. I want to bare his clutch and if I so choose, he is not to be near another female dragon again.” Smolder shrunk at Ember’s words. Ember then added. “But… I know that with some time, maybe… he would need another body to satisfy his needs when I am egg-heavy.”

Smolder’s eyes went wide. Ember leaned back out, crossing her arms and gave a small smirk. “Spike’s gonna need some sort rebound when I’m stuck on my side and can’t do much but lay there.”

“D-Does that mean…”

“Later on!” She growled lightly, but kept the smirk. “Right now, your heats kicking your tail upside, so don’t be thinking ‘hoard’ or anything right now. Your tail needs to focus on school before you can have your hole stuffed… again.” Ember pointed at the castle. “Now, right now, you are going to go to your room and staying there until I deem fit… because I’m punishing you for taking my future’s mate first fuck.”

Smolder slightly cocked her head. “Are you… grounding me?” 

“Why would I ground you? I’m just sending you into your room as punishment. Not taking away your wings.”

“No...That’s what ponies do to their foals when they get in trouble. Ground them.”

Ember paused at that and nodded, accepting the new term. “Fine then, I am grounding you.”

Smolder gave a small glare. “You’re not my mom! Or Princess Twilight!”

Ember matched her glare, but turned her smirk into a smug look. “No, I’m your Dragon Lord. Besides if I were you mom, I would have set you up for ‘adap-tation’ in a pony home.”

“You… mean adoption?”

Ember waved her off. “Whatever, now! Get your tail into your room! Now! Before I decide to not allow Spike touch you for a decade!”

Smolder actually feared that aspect and began walking, though she waited until Ember began to walk alongside her. 

As they made their way back to the castle, Smolder stopped at the door. “Ember?”

“What?” she stopped too. Smolder twiddled with her claws. 

“Is it going to be weird, later on, that if Spike has us both or wants us both, that we would be together as well?”
Ember thought on that. In truth, same sex couples existed. Nothing was ever wrong with that, especially in hoards. The problem that came with hoards is that all the hoard members must be willing and equally sharing each other amongst the others. They had to be comfortable with each other, be it males with males or females and females. That is why the few that get formed don’t last more than two seasons. Eventually one wants more than the others or they do not like the others in the same hoard. As is, half a hundred hoards that were still active today, have strong and cared for dragons within. To satisfy one another is good but to do so with others was a difficult task. Each dragon was their own and even if an elected alpha of the hoard managed to keep everything in check, it would still lead to conflict on whom was pleased first.
The hatchlings and young drakes were their own set of problems as well. If and when to let them go, as well as interact properly with other hatchlings. Ember’s hope for her young was to be like Spike. Intelligent, gentle, kind and caring. But she also wanted them to be fierce, strong, powerful and loud… to an extant. 
Truthfully Ember didn’t want Spike’s eggs yet. This mating season was just to help ease the tension that would develop in her loins as well as release some pent up aches that have been building up. The chances of her getting egg-heavy were low since she was still young herself, but there were some ways of protecting herself.  
But as for Smolder, well she was just going to find some way to deal with. “When the time comes and something does happen between us, we will figure it out. Now, get that tail in your room!”

Smolder didn’t fight it, but she also wanted to know what Ember’s plans for Spike were. She felt a bit happy knowing that Ember had no real anger towards her but she also wanted to know if Ember wanted to keep her with Spike for her sake or for some other reason. 

Making her way back to her room, she heard Spike leaving Twilight’s room. She quietly stayed in her room, but peeked outside, looking at the hallways. All was quiet and judging by the fading footsteps of Spike, he was making his way towards Ember. 

Spike met Ember back in the Castle entrance, seeing a somewhat lusty and pleased look with herself.

“Something up?” he asked, approaching her, wrapping his arms around her.

“Smolder told me something interesting between the two of you,” Spike’s face went still, small fear running up his eyes, but Ember kept her look. “I’m a bit disappointed that she took your first fuck away from me, but… I think that was on her more than you.”
Spike didn’t like to throw anyone under the carriage, so he held his own. “I didn’t want to force anything but… I didn’t exactly stop, so it’s on me too.”

Ember reached for his face, causing him to flinch but felt that she ran her claws gently over his new longer snout. “Selfless till the end. That is why I chose you, Spike. Your heart is big, but it’s bigger than most creatures I’ve known. Hasn’t there ever been a day where you just… take what you want and be happy?”

“...Not if it meant I would lose friends and family along the way.” He answered unsteadily, reminiscing on his greed growth.

“But what if it was given willing?” She then brushed her snout under his. “Like me…” She growled in throat, sending vibrations to his snout and shivers down his spines. She triggered something, something primal and despite given permission, he shook his head.

“I would still ask, still do it slowly… still say that we wait until we are outside the castle before we try anything. I’d rather not make noise.”

“Smolder said these castle walls hold all the noise in.”

Spike snorted. “Some. There are times when it’s inconveniently allowed noise to seep through here and there. You could hear Starlight’s snore every now and then. Other times, the sound of somepony… someone using the restroom has been heard.” He shook his head. “Point is… I don’t want to do anything here… unless we shower… but we can save that before we go to sleep.” He flashed her a grin.

“Fine, we can go outside, though in truth, I want to do it far away enough.” A small blush formed on her cheeks. “I… tend to be loud… and burn stuff.”

“...” He found himself speechless. Not because she admitted that she was loud or set things on fire, but because she had just openly admitted that she knew what kind of dragon she was when she rubs one out. Their letters never got to personal, but implications were sent here and there. Not to mention that Spike was still trying to figure out how to please others, still being a single drake and all. With the recent mating with Smolder, he still didn’t understand much about his own sexual prowess or what he was capable of. Instead of saying anything about it, he voted to lead away. “So… find an area open and vast enough, just so we,” he said we because even he wasn’t sure what he was capable of, especially with his new growth, “can safely scream and let loose without the fear of burning stuff down.” He nodded and immediately thought an area. “I got just the place.” 

Ember and Spike made their way outside the castle, all this being seen from upstairs by a peeping Smolder. She cautiously made her way down the stairs and made it to the door. She could hear their voice outside before the sound of flapping was heard. She continued to hear it before it slowly begin to recede as they began to fly away. 
Smolder opened the door and knew that they were going to go out and mate. She was satisfied with Spike, but she was curious on Ember and how she would top her act. She saw their shadows in the moonlight, dragons have great night vision, and waited until they were a good distance away before she quickly took up after them.
More than ever, she wanted to see how Spike would be in this new form and how maybe in the future, she and Ember could enjoy him better.
> When the ponies are away, the Dragons will play, or if the dragons find luck, they surely will fuck.  Part 2.
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A Smoldering Start, Endless Ember



When the ponies are away, the Dragons will play, or if the dragons find luck, they surely will fuck. 



Part 2.


The two dragons had flown away from the castle for about ten minutes. Spike was taking them to a far away(by hooves at least) to a remote area outside of Ponyville. It wasn’t well explored since it was a road that lead between the mountains, but over here, was a small lake, where at times, he would fly to be excluded from the rest of the world.

Spike guided Ember to the lake where sand met water and he felt the warm, crunchy feeling of loose sand coax his feet. Ember looked around, finding some beauty in this secluded lake, reminding her of the time Thorax and her flew away from the ponies when both came to visit Spike.

“Wow, its… wonderful here.” She turned to him. “And… no one will come here?” 

He shook his head. “No, this part of the area is away from the main road, so its isolated and away from any one for miles.” He paused and looked at the lake. “I-I come here to separate myself from others, wanting to be away from it. Ever since I grew my wings, I have felt the need to do it.” He slowly made his way to the lake, where the seemingly calm dark water, reflected his newly adjourned features. He gave a small smile towards his reflection which is returned: “I want to separate myself.” 

Ember nodded in acknowledgement. “Yeah, it's a bit of an instinct to separate oneself from others. You want to mature, you want to grow, you want to hoard and keep it to yourself.”

He sighed and nodded. “Yeah, I knew it had something to do with that.” He shook his head. “I don’t want to be that… dragon.” Ember looked at him, curiosity causing her to cock her head towards him. He looked, crestfallen, staring at the water below him. “I don’t want to be like them, Ember.” He then looked up and at her with worry and sadness donning his face. “I don’t want to be greedy or selfish or violent or angry. I just… can’t.”

The way Ember was raised, she would see that as weak or as pathetic as any dragon could get. She would have probably have kicked any dragon she knew like that, down for thinking so weak thoughts.

That was the old her. After months spent talking to him, she realized that Spike was a better dragon because he wasn’t greedy or violent. He didn’t ask for a piece of her hoard or to gain some favors as Dragon Lord. He treated her like any other dragon instead of someone his better. He ‘worded’ to her on equal footing, never talking down at her when she made a mistake in words or didn’t understand them.

His charisma came from the fact that he never boasted about the feats he accomplished, treating them as everyday tasks and chores. From helping save the world from Nightmare Princesses, Chaos Chimera, to saving an entire Empire, twice! Not a lot of it made sense to her but she saw that he had indeed done more than most dragons have done in thousands of years. It also worked into her heart, that despite the gain in height and prowess, he would still be the same, caring and loving drake she had come to adore.

Twilight said they had written love letters to each other. Ember denied love… she was too powerful for that. But then came the fact that her father was one of the few that had shown her that love was just as powerful. Torch loved her mother dearly and with conviction. She felt that she would never fall for that… type of scenario. 

Yet, here she stood next to one of the most wonderful dragons she had ever met, alone and together on a remote area away from prying eyes. To her, it never really mattered that others would have watched or that she was going to do something lewd. But Draco knows that it was Spike whom made her feel special and to be intimate with him, requested special circumstances.

Unbeknownst to the both of them, they were quietly being spied on by a certain orange dragoness by the trees.

“You don’t have to be,” Ember replied, holding his claws in her own. He looked at her, seeing the beautiful lake reflect moonlight in her amber. “You are your own dragon. I think that… after being around so many that are… just plain stupid or dumb…”

“What you grew tired of ruling over the dumb ones now?” Spike joked.

Ember gave a grin. “No, that is still fun to do. But what I mean is that after being around just regular dragons for so long, its nice to find one who isn’t so regular. You are different, you are strange, you are weird…”

Spike snorted. “Was that a compliment?”

Ember punched his shoulder. “Will you let me finish, you stupid dolt!”
“Ow! Okay!” he relented, rubbing his shoulder. Ember giggled at his reaction. 

“See, that is what I mean. A normal dragon would retaliate and hit back, but you just took it and brushed it off.”

“Well yeah,” he responded with a bit of annoyance. “You punched me, you didn’t want to hurt me. You just did you. Nothing to worry over for.”

At this, Ember dropped her smile and nodded. 

“Yeah, I was just being me.” Her attitude dropped and Spike noticed. “You literally got hurt and you knew that I didn’t mean to hurt you, yet I still did because you know what kind of dragon I am.”

In his own way, Spike liked Ember for being who she was. A tough, strong dragoness who defied her father, trusted a pony loving dragon to help her and took the throne of Dragon Lord. She was a kind, sensitive dragon, but she was raised to be a tough one at it. So seeing her so down by being one, it threw things into perspective on how much he had changed her.

“But that’s what makes you unique too.” He brought her claw to his mouth and gave it a quick kiss, awkward since he had a pointed muzzle and no lips, which earned Ember a confused look. Spike flashed her a sheepish smile. “You did what no other dragon has done before. You’ve changed the lands to be better than they were before. Little if anything but you’ve slowly started the change.”

He pulled her in close and upfront. He looked a bit down at her, his height beating her by a half a foot. His emerald eyes glossed over her amber ones, deep beautiful in orange colors that reminded him of the volcanoes he had see in the dragon lands. 

“You’ve changed me for the better.” He motioned for the upgrade in his body. He wrapped his much longer tail around her’s, tying them close. Ember, in her life, had never been this close or intimate with a dragon. The feeling of another dragon’s breath and musk so close. Their heartbeat beating against her own body, the deep rumble of instinct to rut him because of her approaching season.

In truth, both were waiting for context on what to do next. Spike wanted to keep holding Ember like this for as long as possible. Ember wanted to throw him down and immediately rut him. However, both were not ready and it showed. 

 “So… what now?” he asked her, not sure of himself. Ember really wanted to fuck him, especially with those dreamy eyes. However, she knew that he was inexperienced and not really showing any signs of arousal. Still, she wanted to show how much he meant to her.

“I… would think that we just… go at it...” she sounded unsure, feeling embarrassed as well. “Normal dragons would just throw themselves at each other and just start fucking.”

 He gave her a small grin. “We… me… are not the most normal dragons to just start… uh…” He couldn’t say it. Twilight raised him not to curse.

Ember saw this and actually giggled cutely. “You can’t say the word ‘fuck’? Really?”

He gave an embarrassed nod. “When you are raised by a strict pony whom chastises you for speaking incorrectly, it gets embedded in your head.”

Ember didn’t understand the word but she nodded. “I bet.” She then paused, thinking of another topic. “Have you… ever wondered where you’ve come from?” She ran her claw across his head, letting him be cupped by her palm. “Have you ever thought why you lived with them?”

He paused, thinking of the ‘Sludge’ incident a bit back, though he couldn’t find a fault in himself for it. Instead, he looked past her and towards the lake, shimmering in moon light. “In truth,” he began, sadness echoing in his voice. “I did, at one point. I wanted to see how I came to be here. Why did Celestia have my egg and so on. Then I go to the dragon lands and find myself among dragons and find out that most dragons are mean and greedy.” He quickly turned to her and smiled. “Most,” he emphasized. “Not all.”

She nodded but didn’t speak. He continued on. “Then the Gauntlet of Fire starts and I never get to look past it. Smolder already told you about Sludge?” A small growl left her, he quickly brushed his head against hers, easing her mood quickly. “It’s alright, its over with.” She stopped her growl and rested her head against his neck. He wrapped his arms her body. “After that… its just never came up again. Then, I realized it doesn't matter.”

At this, she removed herself from him and really looked perplexed at this notion. “What do you mean it doesn't matter? How can it now matter?”

Spike shrugged, though he could see this really upset her. Trying his best, he would explain it to her. “I don’t think it matters to me anymore because I am happy with what I have here, Ember. I love my life here with my friends and family. Twilight, the girls, Thorax, Smolder and so on…” He paused and let a small chuckle. “They are what matter to me Ember, not my past.” His smile dropped, transforming into a sadden smile. “If the little that I learned from Sludge, is that not all dragons are kind and caring for their young. I mean… what if my parents didn’t want me? What if I was abandoned?” His voice gave in a slight crack of sadness but he pushed past it. “I’d… rather not think that my parents were bad or hating dragons, Ember. I’d rather know that my egg was founded in miracle by Celestia, who alongside her and Twilight, I was raised to be the dragon you know and lov… care for.”

He didn’t say ‘love’ because he wasn’t sure if they were there yet to say it to each other. Not once had they ever used the word in their letters. Yet, he still cared enough for her to say it… if she accepted it.

And that is what Ember wanted, his love, his acceptance and his life by her side. 

“I wouldn’t care about my past if it meant I could never be the dragon that I am now. The one you chose to be with you as your life mate.”

The words carried through and through, even as the night wind blew past them and carried the sweet scent of the lake and forest. The moon shone brightly into each other’s eyes, making their eyes shimmer and dance in wondrous lights. Ember’s heart stopped and for that moment, she knew that this was going to be their moment, that this is what they were waiting for.

Ember’s heart started back up and with an eager growl of lust and adoration, she threw herself at him. Spike was caught off guard and barely managed to catch her, but the added weight had him fall backwards and land on the sand with a heavy thump and a grunt upon his butt. She wrapped her legs on the side of his waist and her hips and his met, where she could feel the small opening of his slit meeting hers.

“You have no idea how hot you have just become  by saying all that!” She growled, her face hiding nothing of the lust she felt her him. Already she could feel her slit moisten and part, slowly emitting her scent into the area. Spike caught immediate whiff of it. 

Ember’s smell was stronger than Smolder’s. A rich scent of earthen brimstone, weighing heavy with musk that Spike felt it, was what a female should smell like. She was about to enter her prime, with her body slowly changing into something wonderful. This was the beginning for her, the heat that one day become so strong, that she would have no choice but to mount and ride the nearest male close by. She chose him. But for now, she wanted to be with the male she dared give her heart too. The one that would one day provide for her whatever she needed.

Ember wrapped her legs tighter, bringing their crotches closer together with her slit pressing on his, feeling the signs of Spike’s organ starting to press past his protective slit. Spike stiffened, his shaft slowly starting to emerge and peek over. Her scent was strong, extremely strong, even with them being out in the open, Spike’s newly enhanced sensitivity to smells, took in Ember’s scent into his lungs.

As she leaned in, she began to grind herself on him, trying to coax him out of his shyness. Her snout came to him, her tongue stuck out and she began to lick his cheek, trying to slather him in her saliva. Spike shuddered, slowly but surely wrapping his arms around her back, pulling her close. Due to his body held down by her own, all he did was just hold her in place, allowing her to do whatever she wanted to him. He wanted her to take control because he wasn’t even sure what to do.

The blue dragoness noticed this. Male always prefer to be in control, to be on top or to be the one that goes first. But here, she felt in control because she knew who he was, how he is and what he will be like when they bond eternally. At this point, her rubbing had continued to a bit more excitement. She was secreting a large amounts of fluids on lower belly, letting her juices flow onto of him. This had his hardening shaft that had come out already, get coated in her fluids, something the twitching member seemed to enjoy. But Spike could already feel himself pressing against Ember’s body, just not its designation.

From the treeline, Smolder could smell the combination of Ember’s and Spike’s sessions. She was downwind from them, close enough to see directly at them, but not in their view. For some reason, this really, really intrigued herself, as she though smelling another dragoness’s scent would be a turn off or a distraction, yet… Ember’s smell was lovely. Perhaps it was because she was Dragon Lord, perhaps its because it was mating season or perhaps the idea of a ‘hoard’ with one of the few dragons around that most have respect… or ideal affection for this reason…

Smolder didn’t dare answer that herself. She couldn’t, she wouldn’t, she… was leaking from her own slit now and had dropped to her knees behind the tree, watching her Dragon Lord and her first fuck dragon, began to ride each other. How was this such a turn on? 

She stared in awe, half envious gaze as Ember really began to grind her hips onto Spike, pressing his shaft in and around her folds, smearing their secretions together. Smolder laid a claw to support herself against the tree, while the other claw began to rub her gaping slit. Two claws rubbed her opening with rigor, hearing the now soft moans of Ember and Spike at their amazing coitus.

Spike gaped a bit, feeling his shaft get pushed into the opening of Ember’s labia, feeling her hot depths just from the tip of his organ. Her fluids poured from her body in such frequency, that he almost had no effort sliding right in her. Ember for her part had unwrapped her legs around him and instead pushed him onto the floor of the beach. Spike’s didn’t complain as they separated for a bit. But Ember quickly switched over to her knees, raising herself up a bit, making herself look taller and imposing. Spike stared at the beautiful dragoness above him, almost standing out brightly from the night-sky. Her eyes were brighter than the stars behind her, blazing like the fires of an erupting volcano at night.

But that’s what this was. Their volcano, their force of nature, their goal to reach an explosive end. But maybe a bit less violent than a real volcano. 

Ember lowered herself upon his shaft, spreading her labia upon his spire, earning a moan from them both. With his increased size, he also grew in that regard, almost double his length he had when he was with Smolder. Ember continued to sink down upon him, spreading more herself upon him. His ridges were thicker now, scraping her sensitive walls as she lowered herself on him, his base was thicker, spreading her lips further away and he was longer now, almost filling her up to the point where a visible line could be seen from her belly. 

Finally, her hips met his once more, settling back onto her knees with her wight being supported by him. Spike didn’t really notice nor care, as his shaft was wrapped in a tight cavern of moist juices from the Dragon Lord herself. Ember visibly vibrated or shook, as a micro-orgasm came from her core. 

Smolder gushed a heap of juices from her cunt, the two claws that were currently embedded in her caked in her secretions. A low cry of ecstasy left her, as she had also achieved a small orgasm as she matched Ember’s descent onto Spike. She envied her Dragon Lord right now. She may have taken Spike’s first mating, but she got to experienced his upgraded equipment and judging by how deep she was as well as how tall he was, moments before Ember buried herself on him, Smolder knew that Ember was about to get the fucking she wanted.

A small grunt left her as she pulled her claws from her soaking snatch, covered in her juices before she pushed them back in, just as Ember rose herself from Spike’s shaft and begin the cycle.

Ember moaned as she rose, feeling Spike’s shaft leave her, both making them shudder at the feeling of their organ’s separating, with small squelching sounds and wet noises coming from between them. 

She then slowly lowered herself back onto him, trying to let her body remember his outline. He was definitely bigger than she imagined but it was so much better because she was in control. Spike may have had his time with Smolder, but this was meant to be true pleasure of beyond normal mating.

She knew that Spike’s new enhanced physique along with endurance and stamina, they could truly make this count for a long period. That’s what she needed and so did he. She looked down towards his emerald eyes and leaned down until their muzzles nearly touched.

“You feel… amazing…” she hissed, pressing herself down upon him, grinding herself forward and back, side to side, causing them to both groan in ecstasy. Their juices mixed but most of his flowed down and coated Spike’s lower region in the fluids. Spike reached for her hips, keeping her there as he tried to speak.

“You feel… wonderful, Ember.” He had a goofy grin on his face. “Especially being this… bigger, this better.” He sighed and rubbed her sides, letting his claws glide up and down her sides. “After all these months, I think my fantasy becoming reality is awesome.”

Ember grinned and licked him across his snout. “Did you imagine being this big…” she then looked down in between them, his bulge outlined in her belly lightly. She looked back up and squeezed her walls, seeing his eyes shut and he groaned at that, earning a playful grin from her. “...or being this deep inside?” she finished. 

He shook his head. “No, at least… not this big and not this soon.” He paused, opening his eyes and looked at her. “And not when you looked any more beautiful then you do now. I feel like… I’ve died and gone to Elysium.” 

Ember continued to grind against him, keeping their organs wet and active. “Is that what ponies believe when they die? Elysium?” He nodded. Ember then quickly raised herself before settling back down quickly and hard, earning a large groan from him. She shuddered at feeling her walls clamp down on him as his shaft’s ridges rubbed her inner walls with their sensitive flesh. “Dragons have their own....hmmm…. Believes.” She placed her claws on his chest to begin a slow steady rhythm of rising and falling down on his hips. “We call it… ‘Dracona Terra’. It’s were dragons go when they die… or feel like they are beyond this world. A haven, a world were dragons live and nothing else.” She felt his hips thrust up into hers, earning a sharp gasp. 

“That sounds amazing,” he grunted, finally feeling the steady rhythm of their hips meeting. “Shall we go there, together?”

Ember didn’t respond for she growled and began to slam herself down on him as his hips met hers. Every time he came up, she slammed down, but they never separated long enough for his entire shaft to leave her body. He never wanted to nor did she him. 

Their moans now echoed loudly, out crying the bustling wind in the are, the small crashes of water against the shore or the wild life buzzing around them. Spike felt like he was experiencing sex for the first time again, mostly because this was his first time in this body upgrade that he felt it. His senses were higher along with the increased size and ridges upon his shaft, he was experiencing nirvana or ‘Dracona Terra’ for the first time. He dared not forget his experience with Smolder, but he would always feel that this was his triumphant rise. 

Smolder bit on her arm to keep from moaning out loud and alerting them. She was ‘grounded’ according to Ember, but damn it was she was glad that she followed them. Her claws flew in and out of her vag, letting her juices come pouring from her labia and ‘watering’ the grass below her. She could smell herself and that she was deeply turned on at seeing those two dragons go.

Her interest in Ember had grown now, finding her Dragon Lord attractive with her belly expanding and deflating by Spike’s larger shaft. She kind of wished that she could be in the middle somehow, maybe Spike was the one fucking her while she was… clawing or licking Ember’s pussy. Again, her feelings were a mess and she wasn’t sure of the reason. She had never found a true feeling for loving Ember but the same could be said with Spike. Her feelings for him didn’t really come up until after they fucked but now… she wanted him, just like Ember did. And she wanted Ember because Ember was her idol and she felt more acceptance coming from her than anyone else.

Her curious nature allowed her to see from parties on what she wanted. Was it because Ember somewhat put hope into her that is she so choose, they could become a hoard? Or maybe that, if and when Ember becomes ‘eggheavy’, that she would be the rebound Spike would seek when Ember wasn’t available?  It didn’t matter to her, it honestly didn’t. She wanted to be part of both, she wanted to be between and around them and she hoped that she could be. 

She bit into her arm harder, as more juices gushed from her soaking slit and continued to expel secretions from her body.

Ember moaned loudly as she continued to slam her body down on Spike’s shaft, feeling his ridges scrape every inch of her hot walls. She didn’t hold back at all, as she let loose bursts of flames from her mouth as she rode him own. Their bodies slapped heavily upon each other, the juices splashing on each other, up to the point where more and more times, their mingled fluids started reaching their chests, arms, neck and lower mouths.

Spike’s euphoria was beyond anything he has ever experienced in his life, as he met Ember’s hips with his own. His claws held her hips tightly, helping her rise and fall upon his spire, earning hot blasts of fire from her mouth, along with her tightening walls around his organ.

He took in short, deep breathes to keep up with Ember’s stamina and speed. He may have worn himself a bit trying to ‘kill’ Starlight but he knew that he wanted to keep up with Ember. She had experience… at least he think she did, but he also knew that maybe this was his time to shine and prove to her that he was better with this upgrade and that she could rely on him for whatever.

She was in control, but he was willing to push past her limits. He also needed to find what made her wild, what made her squeeze her walls around his shaft and what would bring her over the edge. His claws upon her hips didn’t seem to do much… unless he dug them in her a bit. Through his ecstatic haze of ecstasy, he took his claws into her hips, letting his claws sink into her tender sides.

This had no affect, though she twisted a bit to the sides, signaling maybe a tickled response? He lowered them down, dragging his claws towards her lower haunches, where her ass was. This worked as she let loose a heavy moan, releasing huge burst of fire from her maw. 

He continued to do this for a bit, wondering if now would be a good time to find all of Ember’s weak points or pleasure points so he could do this to her in the future. He reached up to her spine, continuing to drag his claws hard on her scales. Her tightening walls told him everything and more, as it squeezed around his shaft with such tightness, it still begged the question if she had been with others or not.

“W-What a-are... doing to m-me?” she half moaned, unable to create full sentences. She continued to ride him, but her legs quivered and shook, preventing her from rising high like she did in the beginning to take most of him out and in. At this point, she felt her body beginning to show signs of her impending climax.

Her loins burned with heat and pleasure that longed she had sought. There were nights when Spike would send her letters that had her clawing herself or using her tail to please herself. But feeling a cock, endowed, perfect in texture and being held by the most wonderful dragon in the world… she would no doubt that her fluids where about to coax her partner.

Growling, she began to ride him faster, doing quick rises and drops on his hips, trying to get herself closer to her climax. Meanwhile Spike had cried out the sudden increase in speed and force Ember was applying to him. He did his best to not release with the sudden speed, feeling his body already wanting to release. His spire continued to throb and twitch with anticipation at his imminent release. 

Smolder bit harder into her arm, as she too was close to climaxing, her own tightening walls pulled on her claws. Her loins continued to pour her juices upon her claws and onto the grass below. Her eyes try to stay open, seeing her two dragons go more ferociously at it, something she would normally see at the Dragon Lands. But at the same time it wasn’t.

Sure Ember was riding Spike’s cock like she depended on it(Probably did) but she also saw from her vantage that Spike cared for Ember. The way he would caress her hips, the way he held her above him and never trying to gain control. He also took in every motion, ever thrust, every moan and cry from her, using it to his advantage. Every time he touched or rubbed or scratched any part of her body, he would remember it so he could fuel her more and more.

Smolder could practically smell the amount of sexual fluids these two were releasing, the air filling with their scents caring for miles around, however she got the most of it in her lung by how close she was to them… and how close she was with them. She didn’t know how long they had but her climax was hitting soon and hard. 

The teen dragon began to huff harder, trying her best to stifle her moans, but was weak as she let out small growls and whines of her impending climax. 

Ember was reaching her breaking point, her walls clamping hard on Spike’s organ, drenching his whole lower half and her legs in fluids. Never has she reached this fast to her climax, nor has she ever experienced this high in her life. Her mind swam with euphoria, pure raw pleasure coating her mind with no coherent thoughts, her moans gaining volume along with small bursts of flames leaving her mouth.

Spike saw this and realized she wasn’t lying when she said earlier that she was very ‘vocal’ about her orgasms. Good thing they were far away then. But he too felt his impending climax. Spike was for sure going to blow his load but he wasn’t sure where to do it. His moans prevented him from getting out what he wanted to say to Ember, not to mention that her tight walls had him gripped tightly and almost painfully. At this point, their rutting was just trying to finish and so they pushed themselves at their tipping point.

With a powerful roar, Ember’s head shot to the sky as she released a giant blast of flames from her mouth as she finally released and came hard. Spike grabbed her hips, digging his claws to her side and with a roar of his own, sans flames, as he brought Ember hard down upon his shaft, filling his cock throb with passion. His barbs flared, almost locking into place in Ember’s walls, as white, thick hot seed shot from his tip like a geyser, firing deep into the depths of Ember’s womb and splashing against her chamber.

Ember continued her prolonged orgasmic fire release, at the feeling of Spike’s spunk quickly feeling her body with his essescence. Each throb of his cock had shot thick shots of cum deep into her and triggered more and more of her orgasm.

Smolder let out a hard, sharp cry from her mouth, letting it out before quickly biting down on her arm as she finally climax, with her pussy squirting a large load of her juices onto her finger and the grass below her. She had her eyes tightly shut, her hips twitching at each spasm of her body releasing. On her knees, she felt her fluids cascade on her lower legs and unto the grass as well, feeling the overwhelming orgasm rush through her body. Watching the two dragons she held in such high regard… go at it was something better than anything she could imagine. The best part of it was that was so close she could taste them.

Unfortunately for Smolder however, the wind had shifted and her own scent was flung towards the mated pair…

Ember finally closed her mouth, killing her flame and dropping almost completely ontop of Spike. He caught her by the hips and held her there in his own weakened state. If dragons could sweat, they would be drenched in not only their fluids but in sweat too. Both were staring at each other, panting heavily at their own experiences.

This was Spike’s first time in his new body and the heightened senses and feeling made this amazing. This was Ember’s first time with someone inside of her, let alone someone whom she had control over. This made it even more pleasurable considering the fact that both cared for one another, allowing them to enjoy each other’s pleasure without competing. Normal dragon mating are much harsher than this.

But then again, Spike and Ember weren’t normal dragons to begin with. Ember sighed and took in a deep inhale… pausing as some new smell came in. She blinked, thinking that she may have smelled something else. She took in another deep whiff and found… the smell of another dragon nearby. One that had a familiar smell that she knew of too well.

She didn’t let that get to her moment yet, so she focused on Spike whom had a goofy grin on his snout. Ember gave a lustful grin of her own, softly grinding her hips, making lewd sounds with their mixed fluids. Spike hissed, feeling his super sensitive shaft get teased a bit, still hard and buried inside of Ember’s walls. 

“Easy,” he hissed, somewhat arching his back to eased his sensitivity. “I… feel a bit overwhelmed.” He looked up at her with admiration though. “You are in control…”

She nodded but then looked down at her belly, to see a slight bulge there. Whether its from him or the seed he unloaded on her, she looked a bit gravid. Grabbing and pulling his left arm, she laid his claw on her belly and rubbed it with her own.

“You were beyond what I expected Spike. You have overwhelmed me."  She paused, sighing as his shaft began to shrink and her flooded womb now began to pour out from her. Yet, she continued to rub her shrinking belly, as if still feeling the bulge. “You will definitely be a great dragon to give me eggs. Though even you may leave, I hope they take after you by a whole lot.”

His caused him to look up at her in confusion. “Why would I leave?”

Ember sadly shrugged, feeling the last of his organ slipping away as well as the seed that filled her womb, began to pour from her vent like a dam, spilling onto their legs and to the floor. 

“Most males leave after they mate with their females or right before their females have their eggs. No point in sticking around for a choir they believe a female should be responsible for.”

Spike deflated at that, despite him having the greatest sex in his life, he looked up at her with sadness. “That’s… sad, for those dragons then, knowing they don’t know who their father is.”

Ember looked confusingly at him before realizing who she was talking to. She immediately tried to defuse his worry.  “Spike, thats how must dragons are, that's how most the history goes. Not every dragon born care for their except a single parent…” she paused. “Unless they reach age to leave.”

Spike thought on it before adding in, “So what made your father different? Why did he stay for you?”

Ember was visibly caught off guard by that but not entirely annoyed nor affected in a negative way by the question. “My father… actually chose a specific female to have an egg with. He chose my mother because he liked her colors. After they mated, my father kept my egg while my… mother… moved on.” A small, hurtful tone was detected in her voice, but she brushed it off with a casual, dragon-like shrug of pretending not to care.

Spike grabbed both of claws in his own, looking intently up at her. Despite the high they had both just come down from, the passionate fucking they had and the overall stench of their bodily fluids, Spike managed to give her a look of honesty, sincerity and adoration that few were incapable of.

“If we do… have hatchlings, eggs, together in the future, I would never leave you.” His emerald eyes held strong and glued to her amber ones. “If you want me to be your life mate, I will. But I want you to know that no matter what, I want to be there for them. When you lay, when they hatch, when they grow and even when they leave. After that, if you want, we can start again, and I hope you will as well. I don’t dragons anymore to grow up without the love and care I received from my family here.”

Bakka… Was all that went into Ember’s head.

Bakka me… went through Smolder’s head, upon hearing that.

That was the most beautiful, the most wonderful and the most heartfelt thing that both females have never heard in their life. Spike had basically admitted he was willing to go through everything from mating, egg laying, hatching and raising of the hatchling.  

Both dragonesses knew that this was only the beginning of Spike’s personality that would be explored. How much more would be revealed could be either’s guess but both figured that this was the beginning of an important relationship… that may affect all three later.
> When the ponies are away, the Dragons will play, or if the dragons find luck, they surely will fuck. Part 3
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A Smoldering Start, Endless Ember



When the ponies are away, the Dragons will play, or if the dragons find luck, they surely will fuck. 



Part 3.



Ember felt her heart soaring at Spike’s words and bakka all… it was beautiful. She had definitely chose a great mate for her in the future. She knew that he wouldn’t be completely hers as his heart belonged to the ponies but she knew that he would be by her side for eons to come. 

As much as the lovey dovey thing was getting to her, her body demanded that she remove as much seed as possible. She shakily rose up to her legs, Spike slowly rolling onto his hands and knees before standing up right.

Spike and Ember were covered in their fluids and it felt wonderful, but dirty and Spike being the way he was raised, he immediately thought it would be if he were to shower. 

“Come on, lets go home and shower.”

Ember liked that, but the sudden change in wind direction had her immediately pick of the smell of another dragon once more. She inwardly growled before turning to him.


“Im… gonna clean up here Spike. I’ll meet you up inside the castle.”

Spike blinked at that, looking at the pond. “I can wait for you Ember, or we could bathe in the pond. I don’t mind…”

“I gotta take care of something,” she growled out loud, though her cheeks were flushed red. “And… its a dragoness thing.”

She hated having to say that but it would be the only way to get him to leave. Spike somewhat blushed at those words, despite having just mated with her and nodded. “Okay, Ember, I get it. Ill let you do your… thing. I’ll see you at the castle, okay?” She nodded, still flushing but didn’t say anything. Spike opened his wings and with a few flaps was airborne and flying away from the pond, leaving Ember behind.

Once she saw him disappear into the night sky, she frowned and quickly turned towards the forest clearing. Immediately, she launched herself directly into the trees. Her eyes caught the orange form quickly and with a growl, she tackled the form, earning a pained cry and yelp from the form.

She pinned Smolder down to the grass below and had either side her claws pinned by her knees and her form towering over the orange dragoness. 

“What the fuck do you think your doing!?”

Smolder stared up in fear at the dragoness on top of her. 

“Ember… I’m sorry!”

Ember growled. “I told you! You are not to interfere with me and Spike!”

“B-But I didn’t! I just wanted to....” She couldn’t finish what she wanted to say.

“You wanted to what? Stop us! Make sure that we couldn’t fukc again!?”

“No… I wanted to…” Again she stopped, stifling a moan lightly as somehow, Ember’s tail had brushed against her nethers on her sensitive lips, after just coming down from an orgasm. Ember hadn’t seem to notice it yet. 

“Wanted. To. What!?” Growled dangerously, the Dragon Lord above her. 

Swallowing her fear and anxiety of trying not to piss her off, she held her voice steady as possible. “I… wanted to watch you two go at it.”


This left Ember in silence. Her face had changed slowly, from anger, to confusion, before it settled to being stuck between two emotions.

“What?”

Smolder twisted in discomfort, as Ember’s tail twisted right up to her crotch. Not only that, but it was so visibly clear that her with either legs on the side of her, vent was open and most of the fluids that had been up inside of Ember, were now noticeably dripping onto the belly of the dragoness below. Smolder was beat red now, trying to look away from Ember.

“I said, I wanted to watch you two!” She said loudly, her eyes refusing to meet hers. “I wanted to see you two fuck and I did… so I got off on it.”


Flabbergasted, Ember finally noticed that she had indeed followed the scent coming around this area. The smell was of a teenage dragoness  evident along with her recent sensual activities, Ember didn’t take into account that, up until now, she was straddling her… while her still went and recently used cunt, dripped not only her fluids, but Spike’s thick seed right now on top of her belly. 

This was really awkward for both of them, though Ember was still embarrassed that she was leaking onto the dragoness below her. For a moment, they stayed silent, with Smolder feeling each and every drip of Ember’s fluids dropping on her belly, while Ember felt each fluid leave her body and drop on Smolder. Some of it actually trailed to the sides while a few, traveled south and teasingly passing her own wet opening.

“Uh… Ember?” Smolder asked, red faced, embarrassed and slowly becoming aroused again, feeling the fluids drip on her belly. 

Ember was also embarrassed and… nervous… and… angry… and… confused. Next thing she could possibly think of, was how to defuse this situation that wouldn’t possibly ruin what dignity she had left as a Dragon Lord to Smolder.

“Clean me up!” Ember ordered. The words left her mouth before she registered what she had just said. Smolder’s eyes went wide and her mouth dropped in surprise. Ember quickly did another thing before registering what she had done and quickly dragged Ember down. A trail line of cum came all the way from her belly up until Ember’s dripping wet hole drooling with fluids had met the mouth of Smolder’s.


Smolder’s mind went sideways as she was pulled further under Ember until her mouth was brushing against Ember’s hole. Mouth open, mind blank, and arousal that returned from nowhere, Smolder was gone for a moment. 

Until, a particular drip of Spike/Ember mix, dropped onto her tongue and her mind came back from Dracona Terra and brought her back to reality. She blinked, seeing the towering form of Ember above her mouth, with her own dripping slit over her mouth. Ember was red faced, trying to act angry, but the fact that she was hovering over Smolder, made this impossible.

“Clean me up!” She tried her best not to sound nervous or shy on what she had just done but this was literally her mind coming to terms on what she had just done to Smolder. “You wanted to watch me and Spike fuck, so you got to. You didn’t listen to my orders, so… your punishment is to pick up the mess that… we did.”

Smolder felt more and more of the fluids drop into her mouth and taste slowly filling her mind with exotic flavors of salty earth, sweetness and others she can’t describe. The only trouble was distinguishing between which was Spike’s or Ember’s. 

She had nothing to say to Ember, so she did as she was told and with a drag of her tongue, she scraped a large portion of Ember’s cunt, collecting any around it onto her tongue. Ember shivered at feeling the tongue, the first time ever feeling one on her nethers. Smolder was slow, purposely, as she pulled in from the direct center and towards her clit. The dragoness below her customized herself to the flavor, tasting thicker layers of musky male and older female. She dragged her tongue on the inner thighs and sides of Ember, licking anything that dripped from her core.

At this point, she began to pick up the pace, already enjoying the fluids on her tongue, lapping up what she could on the sides and between Ember’s vag and anus. Cleaning up was left behind with Smolder’s saliva but it was still better than mixed fluids.

Ember began a slow rock of her hips as Smolder’s tongue brushed her lips, teasing her inner labia and teasing her. She had just climaxed from being fucked by her mate, but her arousal also began to return once more, as Smolder put more effort into her cleaning… or teasing, she wasn’t sure. She lowered herself until her knees took most of the weight of her body and she slumped over Smolder’s head, dropping to her claws to support the rest of her body. Her legs involuntarily ceased Smolder’s head tightly to keep her there.

Smolder merely grunted, but continued her cunnilingus on her Dragon Lord. More and more of the mixed fluids disappeared, leaving something to be desired, but Ember’s arousal started to re-show, the orange dragoness began to taste pure, liquid cunt juice from Ember. She was less thicker than Spike’s seed, from what she saw, but it still tingled and stringed like a few of Pinkie Pie’s candy.

Sweetness was from Ember, but a touch of earthly brimstone and copper was the primary taste for her. The blue dragoness above her moaned now, no longer focusing on the cleaning but the fact that she wanted to get off a second time, with a tongue now involved. She grounded her hips upon Smolder’s snout, trying to edge the dragoness further and further.



Smolder had her focus on Ember’s tasty cunt but she felt her own seeking some attention. She reached with her claws and began to claw herself again. She was already drenched again, pouring from her slit after climaxing not just a few moments ago. She should be spent, but doing this right now… had her really wanting to go on again.

She pushed her claw digits back into her vag and began to vigorously rub her inner walls once more, as her tongue pushed into Ember’s own. Her tongue wasn’t as sharp as Spike’s but it was tin enough and long enough to prop inside of Ember’s hole. By now, Ember had lowered herself low enough, that she could cover her vag with her own mouth, taking in all her fluids without a drop missing and stick herself deeper into her Dragon Lord. 


The duo females forgot the world around them, feeling nothing else but their own pleasures. Ember was perhaps the highest in ecstasy right now, for she was receiving more pleasure in the last ten minutes, the most dragoness get in a century. She had her first fuck with a male she had desired for almost a year, but was receiving oral pleasure from a dragoness she cared for. Her body was in the clouds while her mind was in Dracona Terra. She was not sure if she was going to last as long as she did the first time, for she was practically pouring from her cunt and into Smolder’s mouth.

The teen below her was great at what she was doing and she was enjoying herself no less. Ember’s tail had gone to help Smolder by rubbing up and down her clit area, earning a moan from below and in turn, vibrating and causing Ember to moan at the feelings. 

The end was approaching fast for the two and with it, so did their movements. Smolder really dug into Ember’s snatch, licking deep and vigor around her walls, gathering and pulling in all the fluids into her gullet. By now, she was addicted and though she has never questioned her sexuality before,  Smolder did know that she only liked Ember’s cunt and Spike cock for now… 


Ember began to huff more and more, squeezing her thighs but restraining from crushing Smolder’s head with her powerful legs. Her body began quivering more and more as her orgasm came closer and closer. Her moans were higher now, turning to small grunts or roars. Her tail twitched back and forth, still managing to rub over Smolder’s slit, while she continued to claw herself off. Her inner thighs were completely soaked and part of Ember’s tail was coated in her own fluids. 

Both dragonesses voiced their pleasures and before either of them knew it, both had climaxed rather quickly. It wasn’t as intense from their first time, but it still felt wonderful. Ember didn’t roar with a powerful flame this time, but half moaned, half roared in europhia as she squirted into Smolder’s mouth. Her legs squeezed the dragoness a bit tightly, but felt no pain as she climaxed as well, her own mouth opening wider and accepting all the fluids from Ember’s squirting labia. Her own vag squirted trails of cub upon her thighs and tail, again not as strong as the first one but still felt draining. 

Thankfully, Ember’s wasn’t a powerful climax nor a lasting one as fluids Smolder’s mouth once and was done. The orange dragoness below couldn’t swallow it all, so she pushed some out of her mouth, but once she was able to breathe, she swallowed what she could in a single gulp. She was still tightly squeezed by sapphire legs, but she felt comfortable enough have breathing room. 

Ember’s will was strong, as she barely remained on her elbows as to not collapse on top of Smolder and suffocate her. Her thighs twitched as the lingering effects of her climax died. Smolder, after regaining her breath back, meanwhile having done the original job of cleaning Ember from her session, now focused on just cleaning up from their session. Though she was carefully to avoid her labia, quickly making small passes to collect any drips or tangles, cleaning up her sides with her numb tongue. 

Her own claws felt cramped from having just masturbated twice. Smolder sighed, accidentally blowing wind to Ember’s cunt and making her quiver, earning a small mewl of shivers. “No more.” she half mumbled.

Smolder didn’t know how to feel at the moment now. She just ate out her Dragon Lord in the most awkward moments. She enjoyed tasting every drop from her and still, she was trapped under her thighs and was still breathing her smell. Somehow cloud nine was no longer a pipe dream but merely a reality that was right in front of her… literally. 


“All clean…” Was all Smolder managed to say. Ember chuckled at that, feeling there was more to it than that but she felt that right now, this was a tension release from both of them.

“Right…” Was all she said. Now she had to really clean up and Smolder too before they returned back to the castle. “Lets go do a quick clean at the lake and head back. Don’t need Spike to wonder what is taking so long. 


Smolder followed without question. She really wasn’t sure what to do other than follow Ember now. Her thoughts hadn’t fully returned and she was just following what she was being told. 


The two dragonesses quickly washed and cleaned out there bodies as much as possible to avoid any lingering scents. Complete submergence and excessive washing was pushing it, so they could head back. Once ‘presentable’, both females took wing and headed back. Smolder was still off putted by the current situation. She wasn’t sure what to make of Ember.


“Ember?”

“Not now… not yet.” She responded. Smolder wasn’t sure if she was upset or angry or anything. Her voice lacked any true emotions other than just trying to get back home. Smolder let it drop.





About ten minutes later, they arrived back at the front door and both were relieved, though Smolder was apprehensive of walking alongside her. She stayed at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for her to go in. Ember noticed the lack of footsteps and turned to see the teen dragoness waiting.

“Aren’t you coming in?” she asked, motioning for the door.

Smolder rubbed her left shoulder with her claw, looking away from her. “D-Don’t you think its going to be weird for both of us to come in at the same time? If Spike didn’t know I followed you, wouldn’t he suspect something?”


Ember thought on that. In truth, she would have disregarded it and gone in, but this was Spike she was talking about. Spike was no normal dragon, he was a super smart dragon. Normal dragons wouldn’t understand nor care what had happened, because of sheer stupidity or lack of care. Yet as soon as she would walk in and Spike would see Smolder, he would suspect something. Let alone why Ember decided to stay a lot longer than she said she would.

She sighed out loud and clenched her fists. “I just had to fall for the smart dragon.” she said to no one in particular. She was to blame in this situation really. She fell in love with an overly sensitive, super genius, loveable and dorky dragon, that didn’t even live in her lands. Maybe that was a good thing. But she also just had one of her own kin eat her out and allowed it.

Either way, she had a dilemma but then… who the fuck cared? She was the mother fuckin Dragon Lord! Who was she scared of and why did she had to hide it?

“Lets to go in and deal with it!” She stated, trying to sound like her normal self without fear of anything.

Without another word, Smolder followed Ember inside. Just as they thought, Spike was waiting for them. He had a bowl of gems, several towels and some weird cans that smelled like a bunch of mixed chemicals that said ‘Air Freshener’ on the sides.

Turning to the opening doors, he smiled and was about to greet Ember but then saw the smaller for of Smolder appearing right behind her, looking a bit conflicted.

“Smolder? What are you doing outside? How did you get outside and why did you come along with Ember?”

The sudden bombardment with questions had her lost and she stumbled on how to speak. However, Ember spoke before her with the confidence that made her Dragon Lord.

“She was catching some air when we left Spike and just so happened to come in at the same time.” She lied. Not even fully together and she just lied to him right away. What kind of future mate was she?

Though the lie worked and Spike nodded. “Alright, well I hope you took care of your… business well enough.” Both him and Ember reddened a bit, though Ember gave a side glance to her younger companion who also blushed lightly. Moving past it, he motioned for Ember to follow. “Ready to test out a pony made bed? Better than anything you have ever slept on, I guarantee it!” 

This immediately perked up Ember’s interest. A place to sleep off the floor and having a pillow on your head to lay on. Dragons didn’t really have anything close to the kind of comfort level ponies had here. 

She held off any excitement not knowing what she was in for. Ember made her way towards him, as he lead her up the stairs. He waved back at Smolder, “Night Smolder!” He pulled Ember in close, the two walking up in unison and tails somewhat intertwining as they ascended.

Smolder meanwhile felt a bit betrayed or left out. It hurt that she wasn’t going to join them any time soon, but it also wouldn’t do her any good if she were to join them for some odd reason. Spike may have bought the lie for now, but her interaction between the two would go noticed and like Ember stated, ‘Nothing is for sure yet.’ She pushed her luck twice tonight, she didn’t need to push it once more. Sighing in resignation, Smolder headed towards her room inside the castle, hoping to at least end this night with some peaceful sleep.





Ember was led on by Spike, passing many doors that lead to many rooms. None that seemed to be labeled or that there was any real way to tell any distinction from any other door. 

“How… do you not get lost in this place? It looks smaller on the outside but it's bigger on the inside?”

“You know, I think Doctor Whooves would appreciate that sentence.” He chuckled, earning a confused glance from Ember. He shook his head and continued to walk her to the room. “Its a bit of magic. Its a Magic Castle after all. I mean, you saw that it could heal itself, that there are only a few windows outside but that there's like a lot of rooms. What about windows?”

That in itself made Ember really think and she felt confused and then hurt trying to think of it more. She shook her head, huffing with a small puff of smoke. “Right, magic.” She finished bitterly. 


He just gave her a smile before stopping in front of a random door, again with no markings or anything to indicate itself distinct from other doors. He turned the knob and opened the door for Ember.  Ember blinked and for the first time, saw what a pony sleeping cave looked like. A ‘room’ as what Spike would call it.


He flicked something to the side of the wall and light flooded the room, promptly showing her in detail what this room held. In the center, laid a giant bed, not made of rocks or gems, but of pony material. He called it in his letters a ‘mattress’. Pillows adored them, she knew of those for many dragons did try to steal them for their comfort. Sheets or layers to wrap yourselves were on the bed. From the bed, she turned her attention to another, smaller room with white tiles. To the other side of the room, there was a giant window, where she could open it and see the night lands.

All in all, this really was… boring.


“So… its just for sleeping in? That’s it?” Spike slumped and his whole demeanor fell. Here he was, trying to impress his love interest in pony things, yet it failed to do anything. He sighed and moved in, bringing her along inside, closing the door with his tail.

“Come on Ember, give it a chance. I promised you in the letters that you would enjoy some pony based so keep in open mind at least.”

She looked at him, seeing a pleading look from him with cutesy eyes and a stupid doopey smile that either made her want to punch him or fuck him… or both. She sighed with a small growl. “Fine, show me this… ‘room’ and all that it has to offer. Smolder and you both said that it beats caves.”

“It still does. Speaking of Smolder, perhaps you should give her a bit of a break you know. I mean, I know she went to spy on us, but she at least eased you a bit more.”

Ember’s eyes went wide and fear gripped her heart. “Y-You… you know?”

Spike merely nodded. He made his way towards the mattress before turning around and sitting on it. He patted the space next to him for her to sit. She was hesitant, not moving from her spot and he gave her a sad smile.

“I do. I mean, I heard her moaning in the bushes, not to mention her smell. Don’t forget, everything increased for me, Ember. Sight, smell, hearing and so on. I can tell that you two did something before arriving here. You only just… washed yourselves, that's about it.” He motioned for the other room. “The bathroom here would have really cleared everything, with soap and hot water.”

At this point, Ember felt shame and embarrassment, her cheeks turning red. “I…” She couldn’t come up with anything to defend herself. In truth, she was sure that she would have the strength to be nonchalant about what she had done, but instead she felt her pride and strength as a Dragon Lord, defend her actions towards her future mate… if he still chose to be it.

“I’m not mad, just upset you pushed Smolder to the side. You kind of been doing that since you got here.”

“But she knows… now! That I am trying to get with you!”

“Yet, she is hurt that you are trying to keep me to yourself and that you tease that we may get together?” How did he know all this? The question seemed to come out verbally since he answered. “I am not stupid Ember. I have a kid brain with an adult body but don’t forget who raised me.”

Right, the gods-damn smart pony who makes big words in every sentence she speak. Not to mention that in his letters, he told her how he was also raised not just by one of the smartest ponies around, but the smartest families and the Princess herself. “You tend to think or speak out loud and others can hear it. Not to mention that I know how you work.”

Ember huffed, somewhat irritated at that statement. “You don’t know me that well. Letters and months of speaking only for me to physically come today, doesn’t tell you everything about me.”

Spike looked crestfallen, his demeanor fell and he slumped a bit. “Okay that's fair…” He stopped there. Ember expected more, but Spike just stayed quiet and disappointed. This hurt Ember, though she played it off with a huff.

“Oh, grow a backbone, Spike! Your a dragon, for Draco’s sake. Your emotions shouldn’t be this broken easily.”

He looked up at her, watching her amber eyes, seeing traces of small remorse on her choices, as well as guilt. He knew how she worked, he knew how she was raised and despite their letters short of true emotions being shed, he knew that she really cared for both him and Ember. 

His mind worked a lot better now that it expanded and grew, both physically and mentally. He still had his old memories and such, but he continued to see things in a greater contrast. So, he was aware that despite her tough exterior, she would not want to call or say his emotions were easily broken, especially since she declared her love for him.

But he was also aware that he had to break that shell, every now and then in order to keep her from returning to her old ways. He feigned a sad sigh and rose from the bed, keeping his face low.

“Okay Ember, I’ll… focus on growing a backbone, so until then I guess I’ll see you in the morning.” He moved to make his way out, seeing her face changes into confusion before switching to realization then fear and panic. She had made a mistake and was paying for it,  though Spike knew it was cruel way of teaching her something, he  wanted her to understand that his emotions were more than just simple dragon ones.

She quickly grabbed his arm, holding him in place, making him turn to her. “Wait Spike!” She paused, trying to find her footing and her words. She swallowed whatever odd draconic mindset she had before and looked up at him with some guilt and discomfort. “I know I am new to this whole thing but… you said it yourself, I am a dragon first and foremost, so dragons and emotions are not something we deal with.”

That forced Spike a small scoff, coming out unintentionally. Did she really just say that? “So… were all the emotions you had for me just… something unreal or true? Was it all a lie?”

Fear gripped her heart and she could feel him trying to pull away from him. No, this was the first time she felt fear, true utter fear had filled her heart and it was almost surreal to hear to pain coming from him.

“No! They were true Spike!” She pleaded, squeezing him to stay. “I’m sorry about what I said but… I-I… I’m just unsure on what to do with all of this! I don’t know what it's like to have a relationship, let alone with a dragon is smarter than most dragons at home, including me!” He saw her eyes shimmer, even moistened with sadness, fear gripping the edge of them in the lost of him in her life. “I-I grew up like this and… I am just afraid that others will not take me seriously or that I will look weak among other dragons!”


For a few moments, Spike stared at her in silence, letting emerald eyes focus on hers. Emotions were pouring out of her and he saw the female he had been wanting to be with, right now in front of him. She was scared, she was hurt and she didn’t want to lose him. She was showing the true side of herself and he wanted more of that to come out.

He didn’t pull away, rather he unwrapped his arm and pulled her arms closer to him. Their muzzles were practically touching, with his being higher than hers. His voice was calm, gentle and she could sense the warm, forgiving tone that graced his snout with a smile touching the edges.

“I am not other dragons, Ember. You, above all else should know this. I am different, I am not like them. I am… weird…” This forced a half choked sob, half laugh out of her, earning a bigger smile from him. “You shouldn’t be afraid to show your emotions to me. You shouldn’t hide them from anyone around here, this is a very understanding place. Not only that, but here, we respect everyone’s emotions. From dragons to ponies, to changelings and griffins to everyone else.” She felt stupid for this, even more so that he continued to ease her worries.

“You’ll never see me or anyone make fun of you for behaving differently than other dragons. Smolder and I are great examples of what happens when we do share our emotions. We are better for it.” He then brushed his snout against hers, instantly easing her heart and removing any lasting harm on her psyche. “What happens from here on out, you tell me or Smolder what you want or need. We can help you be a better dragon, but we also know that you won’t fully change your habits. Nothing come easy or new for us dragons.”

She snorted in agreement. “That’s for sure.” With that, she sighed and laid her head across his neck, feeling the heat and steady beating heart of his. Silence passed between them, letting their hearts sync and their moods settled down. Once the moments passed, Ember sighed. “I should… go talk to Smolder and tell her…”

Spike hummed in agreement. “That would be best, but I think that before anything, you should really plan on what you want to say.” He pushed away from her to look at her in a serious manner, something she hasn’t really seen in him before. “You have been playing with her emotions, somewhat neglecting the fact that, yeah… we have been trying to go steady the last couple of months now. But she was there to help me out in what it was meant to be a dragon.”

Ember cocked a raise brow with a small grin. “I am sure it had nothing to do with the fact that she fucked you first?”

Spike turned a bit red, clearing his throat away from her before responding. “Yeah well, don’t blame me… entirely for that. Blame the fact that I’ve been cocked teased for a long while by fashionista unicorn and was kind of aching for some action.”






In the Carousel Boutique…

Rarity tossed and turned in her bed, her dreams actively plaguing her withering revelations.

“Not...a cock… tease…” she half mumbled in her sleep. “Just… like to… get my way…”







“But I still want you and Smolder to get a handle on it.” He affirmed in his tone. “I don’t want to hear the two dragons I care for fighting, let alone trying to get over one another for my affection.”

“She couldn’t get close to you if she wanted, not as long as I am Dragon Lord…”

“Ember!” Spike warned. She flinched at his sudden growl but sighed. 

“Right, sorry…” She then shook her head. “I don’t think right now is good though. I am sure I pissed her off so she might avoid me, but maybe in the morning we can talk.”

A puff of smoke left his nostrils. “Better. Though I do have to ask, will she be with us at all or do you want her to stay away completely?”

This forced Ember a small grunt. “I told her… I didn’t have an answer yet.”

“You need to have one.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t want to destroy what we all have. Yeah, despite what we all just went through today, we want to make sure that no one’s feelings are hurt. Yours, mine or Smolder’s. I care for her as much as I care for you, but I don’t want her to grow up resentful of her own kind, like I did with Garble at the time.” He motioned to everything around them in the room. “I have all this because I am with ponies and it was they who taught me to be a better dragon. I want others to learn the same way. If we can open a school where dragons can learn friendship, then I know for sure that we, as a species can become better. Right?”

Ember felt a bit empowered by his words and she nodded. “Right.”

He then flashed her a wink before speaking up louder.

“Isn’t that right, Smolder?”

Ember blinked owlishly before a small grunt left her. 

“OF course she heard that.” She saw Spike give her a small stare of his own to her before she looked past the door. “You might as well get in here since you have a habit of coming at the best of times.”

At first silence greeted them, then a sigh as Smolder came around the corner with a look of indifference. Once more Ember wanted to yell at Smolder for interfering yet… Spike was here, so she resorted to a simple question. “How much did you hear?” she asked, crossing her arms.

Smolder rubbed her left shoulder and looking down. “Um… I came when you told Spike to get a backbone.” Ember flinched at that, even lowering her arms. Smolder did show some resentment for that statement. “Yeah… I heard that and I wanted to say that Spike did have a backbone… more so than even you. If he has saved Equestria, the Crystal Empire and chose for you to be Dragon Lord instead of himself, then he is a better dragon than any of us will ever be.”

Any other time a dragon would have talked to her like that, she would have beat them down stupid. Any other dragon would have the spine to show her up like that, would have been body slammed. 

But it was not just any other dragon talking to her, it was Smolder. The one in few dragons that she respected and has come to like more and more, to a point where she showed an emotional response for her. Now, they were in this odd triangle of emotions, conflicts and such that it made these really complex.


“Regardless of what you may see it as, Smolder,” began Spike as he pulled her in and Ember closer together. “We, as dragons, have choices to make on how we can be better than the others, but show them that being like us, can lead to a better life. I truly believe if we go back to the Dragon Lands, we can prove that we function better as a unit, then separated.”

The speech made the females’ hearts soar with admiration and care. He was truly amazing, if not intelligent far beyond his age and it would show not just to Ember and Smolder, but to every dragon out there, he would have made a far superior Dragon Lord than anyone else.


The wonderful moment however was ruined by one key thing though.

“Uh… I don’t think it would be the best thing right now to try and change dragon minds right now?” Smolder stated in an even tone.

“Why not?” asked Spike.

“Uh its heat week?”


Ember all but smacked her face for forgetting that. “Yeah,” she groaned. “They would be less likely to listen while trying to fuck each others brains out.”

Spike thought on it nodded in acceptance. A short pause followed before he asked, “So what now?”
> Flash Fire
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A Smoldering Start, Endless Ember



Flash Fire



    Spike had never in a million years would have thought he would be in bed with two females at once, let alone two dragonesses. Smolder was on his left with Ember on his right. None were in the mood to complain, seeing as they were sharing a bed with the one they care for. 

    Fantasies couldn’t come close to the feeling of two females of high body heat next to his. Though having bigger wings to sleep on was a totally different story, since this was the first time he had them this large and with little room to spread; trying to sleep on them was taking some time to adjust. 

    According to Ember and Smolder, it would take some time for your body to align to the new sizes when sleeping on them. Luckily, beds were comfortable instead of hard surfaces like most dragons sleep on. Even Ember couldn’t complain about the comfort of the bed. Well… no that was a lie. She complained a lot that it was ‘Too comfortable’, like she was going to fall through. After exactly six minutes and forty two seconds of complaining,(Spike had been counting) she fell quiet then she fell asleep.

    “Took long enough,” Smolder snarked lightly, hearing the snoring of her sleeping Dragon Lord/Hoard Mate/Friendship-with-benefits. There were no real words to call it what they had no. Ember was no doubt the alpha of this little… ‘thing’, they had here. “I was starting to wonder if cushy beds were too much for a Dragon Lord.” She had her head resting on his arm, said arm was wrapped around her. 

    “This is her first time, you dragons don’t get a whole lot of comfort stuff down in the dragon lands, so I guess this makes sense.” Spike rubbed the head of Ember, as she laid snoring on his other arm. “It makes me wonder if she is going to want to take this back home with her.”

    “She has her own stuff there, like pillows and coins.”

    “But not a bed like this.”

    “Right.”


    Smolder began thinking about their current situation. As is, Spike was supposed to be Ember’s relief for the current mating season for the time being. She was entering her heat, but she would not bear a clutch(As far as they knew) if she were using the Bloodstone Scepter to keep her biology from creating the eggs in her body. Smolder on the other claw was entering her first heat this week. If Spike were to fuck her, she would bare no clutch for she was still too young.

     Now, both were now in part with Ember in this… ‘thing’ of theirs and it just made her heart flutter with joy and warmth that she would have dragons to care for her, outside of her brother and mother, that would not judge her for what and who she was.

    She was a loving dragon, who was friends with a yak, a griffin, a hippogriff, a changeling and a pony. She loved to wear girly dresses, lace based or cotton panties under said dresses. Tea with one lump of sugars were her acquired tastes. Eyeshadow with blush applied to face and teeth brushed to white perfection. With all of that, would she give it up to move back to the Dragon Lands with Spike and Ember to live there forever, or… would she choose her life here and try and find another dragon worth trying to keep here in Ponyville?


    The thoughts worried her and she really wished there was an easier answer. Her worry seemed to catch Spike’s eye.

    “Something wrong?”

    She looked down a moment, “I-I was wondering if I have to leave all this behind, if I go back with you two back home? I mean… I love this… us, but I don’t want to leave any of my friends.”


    This confused Spike a bit, pulling the smaller, not younger, dragoness up close. “What makes you think that you would have to abandon this?”

    “Aren’t… you and Ember heading back towards the Dragon Lands?” she asked.

    He gave a nod. “Yeah, but doesn't mean we will be going back there permanently. If anything it would probably make us all closer if we can start showing dragons more about the benefits of friendship and all that.”

    “And… How do you plan on doing that? You know dragons suck at making friends. Look how long it took us to be friends with you and other creatures.”

    Spike snorted. “Like what, a day? That’s how long it took Twilight and me to make friends here in Ponyville. I’d go so far as to say that it's twenty minute’s worth, forty tops before we all became good friends.”

Smolder stared at him a bit bewildered. “That’s… oddly specific.” 

He shrugged. “It’s more accurate than you realize and more scary to hear it from Pinkie Pie herself how many minutes it will exactly take for something to happen.” Both shivered at Pinkie’s oddly cosmic awareness of certain situations. 

Forgetting about the crazy pink pony for a moment, Spike went back to the subject. “I know this situation is odd but it will be great to try and work things out between dragons and ponies.”

“And what do you think dragons are going to want in return, besides friendship?”

Before Spike could respond, a small grunt left Ember, growling at them with eyes closed. “Whatever the fuck I demand of them.” She answered with some disdain. “You both need to shut up and let me sleep. This is the best thing ever and I want to enjoy it. We can deal with it tomorrow.”

That cut their topic short but both younger dragons agreed and allowed sleep to take them over.





    Next morning came and both Spike and Smolder had difficulty waking up their blue dragoness. Apparently, the bed was so comfortable, that it was difficult to rouse the sleeping dragon lord. Smolder and Spike were kicked off the bed, quite literally by the first rays of the sun as dragoness rolled herself in the sheets to cocoon herself.

    “She has never done this before.” Stated a bewildered Smolder. “She has like… 50 pillows in her cave and she has never been this lazy.”

    Spike gave a knowing nod, grinning at the sapphire dragoness. “Yeah, well that is a four thousand thread count along with insulated clouds for you. The first time I tried it, Twilight had to threaten me awake by saying she was going to burn my comics.”

    Smolder snorted at that. “Twilight burning books?”

    Spike gave a flash of annoyance to her. “To her, those are not real books, so she would happily burn those.” He then turned to the snoring dragoness in the bed. “I don’t think anything could wake her up at this point.”

    Smolder thought for a moment before responding. “Bucket of cold water.”

    Spike gave an unsure nod. “Yeah that could work but I care for my life and yours too much to risk her wrath for that.”

    Smolder smiled at this, giving a shoulder brush at that before looking back down at their dragon. “What about fucking her awake?”

    Spike’s eyes went wide, turning to the smaller dragoness before him. She turned her eyes up to him, a grin plastered on her snout. “Oh, don’t give me that. You know that would definitely work.” 

    He did know that, he really did. But he felt like he should wait on that bit later. Maybe try to involve all three of them. Right now, he had to raise this dragoness. Celestia, it was early too and he wanted to start eating breakfast right now-

    “That’s it!” He said aloud. He actually waited to see if that would wake her but it didn’t.

    “What’s it?” Smolder asked. He grinned at her and grabbed her arm, bringing her with her. 


    “We’ll wake her ass up with a good breakfast!”





    And so, the two dragons set up to make a good breakfast. Smolder got the tools and food Spike asked for and he cooked and prepared everything. Yesterday, he created an omelette. Today, he was going to be a bit unorthodox. 

    “I could do another omelette but I figure we could try something else.” 

    Smolder met him inside the kitchen where he already began pulling out ingredients for his next meal.

    “What could beat omelettes caked in gems?” Her eyes looked over his shoulders, trying to see his choice in items. “I mean, unless you're doing something with meat in it.”

    Spike actually bobbed his head while still looking inside the fridge. “Last I checked, I had some fish, poultry, and at least a bit of ham.” He pulled out his head and looked at her dead serious. “This cannot leave the castle! Fluttershy and even Applejack would lose their minds.”

    Smolder merely nodded, though the question came up. “Where did you-”

    “Let’s just say that with open borders and trade, Griffons offer ‘goods’ that are not viewed kindly here in Equestria.” He left it at that. The purple drake brought out a container that was completely tight, only being to be open with magic or claws with a screw on the cap. Pulling on the cap, he twisted and it opened with a hiss, revealing the contents of what was just established. The half of a bass, a chunk of raw ham and cut pieces of white meat belonging to some sort of avian.  

    Smolder’s eyes went a bit wide at what she saw, licking her chops a bit and then looking up at him. “What do you plan for that?”

    He saw that hungered look in her eyes. He flashed her a smile that showed his fangs. 





    Ember was in dreamland. It was hard to say when was the last time she had a nice, calm dream. Usually her dreams are filled with violence, reckless fun and perhaps every now and then, a nice wet dream. Usually those have her stain her area of rest and she ends up having to clean up.

    But this bed… this fucking bed… this bed that she fucking loved… She wanted to stay in it forever. Herself and her mate… and her second mate. 

    Even now she could visualize taking this back to the DragonLands making it part of her hoard. The only thing was she had to find a way to keep it from being consumed in flames as well as to make sure no other dragons would steal it. The blankets she could use for cocooning herself, but the pillows are what made it worthwhile. She had tons of them at her cave but something made these special. Spike mentioned that they contained clouds, something pony made by the pegasus, so they were soft, fluffy but never lost their form.

    She could also see herself being held down on these pillows while being slammed hard in the back by Spike with his hard cock. Her face buried these things on this bed while still able to breathe and be comfortable. Dragon matings were usually brutal and on hard ground or, if you do traditional mating, you take to the skies. Those are much more difficult and can be fatal unless done over lava or the ocean.

But the true joy of all of this, was the fact that she would have to dragons always keeping her company. Two that will always be by her side, night and day, waking up and sleeping by her side. Neither seeking hoard nor status, just wanting to be with her. 

Though as her body wanted to keep her in that comfortable, luxurious bed that was made by the gods themselves, some other part of her body wanted something else. A part of her body she wanted to satisfy right away. 

Her belly. 

Her dream immediately turned to her mountainous hoard back home that contained every gem, jewel, and piece of earthly delight that could satisfy her. Or perhaps some nice caught fish of the sea.

However, her dream took an usual turn as she thought of catching a game. A wild boar that roamed the lands far from her home but worth the flight over. Nice and juicy meat, filling her mouth with red copper taste, chewy to the point it was orgasmic. 

But that was a dream right? But that was just fantasy, right? So why is it that it seemed real, that she could almost smell it? The smell was of boar yes, but it was cooked, not raw. She burned a piece of boar once so she remembered the smell, but this scent was much more potent, covered in spices, and gems. It was blended in with other ingredients and it was until she began drooling in her bed that she realized that her fantasy was a reality.

Slowly opening her eyes, Ember was greeted by a plate that held food. The food was two pieces of bread on the top and the bottom and between the two pieces of bread, she could see and smell the meat… meats as there were other types within, along with scrap pieces of gems, with flattened egg whites, and assortment of vegetables. 

Spike brought a tray along with other plates that held other breakfast meals as well, while Smolder held a tray of assortment of drinks. Groggily, she slowly sat up. “Hmm… what is this?”

Spike gave a toothy grin.

“Breakfast in bed!” His cheery attitude and bright voice was way too much for Ember. Yet, the fact that he came in bearing food in her slumber, was more than what most drakes do to their ‘nesses’. If anything, this further cemented his status as the ultimate mate to have. Her stomach growled in agreement of the food he had provided while her instincts told her to fuck him hard later for this.  

Sitting up, she pulled up close, as Spike pulled up the tray and revealed folded out legs so it could support itself. Smolder placed one of the drinks onto the fold out tray table. In the glass cup, Ember saw orange liquid in it. 

“What is that?”

“Orange Juice.” Stated Smolder.

Ember gave a huff. “I know it's orange but what kind of juice is it?”

Smolder and Spike gave a look to one another before simply responding. “Its orange juice.”

    “Not really creative on their names are they?”

    Both shrugged and settled on the large bed. Ember could smell the meat that resonated on the sandwich. “I thought Equestrians don’t do or handle any kind of meat?”

Spike gave her a small nod, with some unsteady look. “They don’t, which is why I had to buy this in secret and kept it away from the others. The griffins go around and sell what they can. One just happened to pass  by and be selling this.”

Ember snorted at this. “And I supposed that if any of your ponies found out about this?”

“That is why we are keeping this quiet.” Smolder answered a bit bitterly, pulling a sandwich from the plate. “If anypony… err any creature found out that there was meat in Ponyville, they would lose their minds.”

Ember rolled her eyes. “Whimps.”

Spike gave a half nod in agreement. “While that is true, the only ones who know of this are Twilight and Starlight.” His mood dampened. “It took forever for Twilight to understand that her brother was a carnivore. And it really showed how much she truly hated knowing that I needed this to grow and become stronger.”

The Dragon Lord agreed. While she only indulged in fish by the sea and the occasional wild boar if it comes close enough to the lands or in her travels, something about this made it more special. As she grabbed the sandwich in claws, she stared at it and gave a few turns and twists.

“What is in it?” 

“Poison.” Was the immediate answer from Spike and Smolder.

She gave them a look. “The fuck?”

Both gave her cheshire grins, that would normally irk her, yet she realized who she was dealing with. She sighed. “You know, there are better ways to piss me off in the morning.” She immediately took a bite into it and moaned out loud in delight. 

Spike and Smolder began to eat their own, the youngest chomping a huge chunk of his sandwich, adding his own merit to her morning waking. “Yeah, Smolder suggested that we throw ice cold water on you but I told her you would probably kill us.”

Smolder didn’t look up as she focused more on her sandwich, knowing that Ember was giving her a look. Trying not to get her in any more trouble, Spike added in. “She also said that I should just ‘Fuck you’ awake.” A bit of red appeared on both of the younger dragons.

At this, Ember actually looked a bit intrigued that she would even suggest that. Taking another moanful bite, a bit of white mayo came out of her mouth, slowly dripping down her maw. “It would be nice to wake up, having my vent fucked hard by you or gagging on your dick.” 

Spike was mid bite when he heard that. He didn’t chew properly and a gem bit got lodged in his throat. He started choking on the food, nearly knocking over their food and drinks. Smolder safely pulled away their drinks while Ember just watched in small amusement as Spike was hacking and coughing loudly. This time, she understood the action and the reasoning. 

“You shouldn’t be so surprised that I would expect an early morning romp.” Ember stated so easily, taking another bite of her sandwich. “If you're going to be my mate…” She glanced at Smolder. “-Mates,” she clarified, earning a smile from Smolder. “You have obligations and certain expectations to meet, especially if you want to try to prove yourself to other dragons.”


Spike quickly took a large swig from his cup of orange juice, swallowing the bit and clearing his airways. Once settled, he gave Ember a quizzical frown towards her. “Who do I have to prove to be your mate? Isn’t it enough just by me being with you?”

“Yeah!” Agreed the smaller dragoness. “Spike already earned your love, isn’t already enough? Don’t expect him to be a dragon that you think he needs to be, let him be the one you want him to be.”

A frown crossed her features, though Ember was not used to other dragons talking back at her, let alone argue her judgement. Once more, she forgot who she was dealing with, possibly the two smartest dragons around, let alone in the Dragonlands. She felt shame flush through her and she didn’t expect to feel this. Both Spike and Smolder have gotten more emotions out of her, positive and sappy ones out of her, than even her own father. Perhaps, that is why she chose to want to keep them as her mates. They challenged her, but remained loyal. They were outspoken, but kept her mind sane. She was being fucked… but also loved, and perhaps she needed to return the love… outside of fucking.

“You really know how to bring the worst out of me, you know? Making me feel… feelings and stuff.”

This earned a chuckle from Smolder while Spike just grinned. “Yeah, we know but eventually you are going to have to get used to us since we are your mates.”

“Yeah, me and Spike know all how to speak about our feelings, as well as making others do the same.”

The Dragon Lord huffed and resumed eating her sandwich alongside her mates.


The rest of the time, the trio of dragons made small chatter as they ate. In truth, this was a comfort for all of them, knowing that they could have a nice morning with one another. Spike enjoyed that he was able to talk to Ember without the need of mentioning things about other dragons. Smolder was happy to be part of the conversation and added her own little tibids about her life here. Ember was more or less in tune with her mates, enjoying the small things the ponies provided. The ideas that they could provide and share with the Dragonlands seemed a bit of a stretch but in truth, if given the chance, it could work.

Breakfast was finished soon and Spike brought all the plates to the kitchen to get them clean. Meanwhile, Ember and Smolder had an idle female and female chat with one another with him away.

“You're not going to be in heat any time soon, right?” Ember asked the younger dragoness. It was a stupid question because peak season was approaching but the fact remained that the only reason Smolder was part of the this hoard was the fact that had Spike first before Ember. Last thing she wanted was a second mate to bare the first clutch, let alone one that was way younger than her.

The younger dragoness shook her head, though she felt a bit embarrassed to talk about it.  “No, but it doesn't change the fact how I feel and I think that if I were to get egg-heavy, my parents would kill me.”

Ember snorted at that. “Likely, but I want to be the one that bears it first.” She paused, then added. “Though not anytime soon. Last thing I need is dragons thinking I’m going soft, especially this young.”

“Well, if I am going to be part of this, there is no way my parents are going to agree that I am part of a hoard already.”

“They will if I tell them too,” Ember growled, though the grin said it all. It felt… comforting knowing that she was going to be part of something unique. Sure there were plenty of ‘hoards’ in the Dragonlands, but not as insane as this. She kinda felt special about the situation. Ember tied them back to her heart and home in the Dragonlands, never forgetting their nature and origins. With Spike, it let her have the freedom to express and to be who she wanted around another dragon without fear or ridicule. She could be Smolder, the beautiful and pretty dragoness around her hoard and never worry a thing.

Spike came in a few minutes later, in tow with Twilight and Starlight. Though Starlight was still weary on Spike and seemed to keep her distance.

“Morning everyone!” The alicorn greeted. “Hope you had a good night. Spike tells me that you had a hard time waking up a bit, Lord Ember.”

The two dragons turned to Ember who turned a bit red at that. She crossed her arms in a huff, muttering something about ‘stupid pony made’ things. In truth, the pillows in her cave were all pony made so she knew the level of extreme comfort they carried.

“Good to know we can provide comfort,” She stated with a smile but then it turned a bit serious. “Though I apologize, I am going to have to go to Canterlot, so I can’t entertain you, Lord Ember. Princess Celestia is asking for me and Starlight in attendance, so I guess it’s up to Spike to show you around.”

Spike nodded. “Yeah, I was going to either way, let her see what everyday pony life is like.” He paused before adding. “And… I hope that I can make amends with a few ponies that I caused trouble with yesterday.”

“Like me?” Starlight had grumbled. Spike heard it but gave no indication he cared. In truth, he only was happy that it was just going to be him and the dragonesses. 

“Well then, have fun.” He added idly. Both Twilight and Starlight waved their goodbyes and left the castle. The sound of a sudden ‘pop’ and flash, both mares disappeared from existence. Once gone, Spike turned to the two females. 

    “So, want to view the town around, or do you have something else in mind?”






… 5 minutes later.


    Ember let out a loud moan as Spike’s tongue pushed and spread her walls across with his thick long tongue. This was undoubtedly far the best thing about being on a bed while enjoying the highest of an indescribable approaching orgasm that she could ever experience in her life. She didn’t think a tongue could reach that far in her yet, Spike here was as deep as he could go, which was pretty deep since his new found growth gave him a bigger tongue.

She sat on his muzzle, letting him eat her out, while his claws held her thighs, squeezing and dragging his claws across her legs. Meanwhile, Smolder got to experience his bigger girth for the first time. The ridges that now complemented his shaft, scrapped her walls like never before. The young dragoness was as high on her orgasmic bliss as Ember’s, her body taking in as much of Spike as possible. 

The size differences between the two was noticeable as the bulge protruding from her womb as any indication by how much Spike grew for both of them. But that wasn’t the best part of all this.

Spike, for his end, was in pure heaven. His tongue was buried in the nectar of a DragonLord, a female of high standards. He thought that maybe one day his tongue would be inside of Rarity and that would be the highlight of his youth. But this was infinitely better, knowing that this was the highlight of his life. 

With an approaching orgasm from the trio, Spike put in the effort of making it count. Retracting one claw from Ember’s hips, he placed it on Smolder’s and began to really rock the smaller dragoness, thrusting his hips.

“Fuck!” She moaned out loud. “This is so much then clawing myself off in the shower!”

Ebmer huffed, trying her best to hold herself up with her knees and arms. However, his relentless attack on her walls were making her knees weak and her strength fail. Her juices poured out like a river, almost flooding his mouth, yet he bared no complaint from it.

The duo females were reaching their climaxes soon, as Spike was doing everything in his power to try and please them to the utmost of his abilities. Smolder was a lot tighter with his newly grown cock while Ember was different taste then Smolder. 

With his taste buds lingering on her, he knew that he would enjoy every chance he could to taste both of them and they would love this feeling every chance they could.

His claws dug into their scales, his ferocity became restless, his moans upon tasting his mate while fucking the other drove him to please them until the end. Like a true drake, he made sure to put forth his full, as he dug his tongue deep into the quenching walls, his lack of air only fueled him to get her off faster. His hips slammed upwards, almost lifting off his rider, only being held by his strong arms.

The bed groaned under the strain with the amount of activity on it, but neither occupants cared. The sheets were drenched, the bodies were hot and the room reeked of heated air and sex.

    The dragonesses moans now echoed in the room, their breaths coming out short and with smog. Their ends were fast approaching and their beloved drake was pushing for the final length. With his might, he pushed his tongue deep into Ember’s pussy, closing his mouth around her vent while shoving his head forward. He thrust his hips hard, slamming his entire length into Smolder’s hole, causing her to go forward, he reached his limit and they reached there.

    The sudden shove forward from Spike, had both females fall on the middle of Spike and their muzzles meeting each other. Smolder and Ember ‘kissed’ upon their alignment. Both were wide eyed at the contact, but they didn’t dwell on it as both moaned in unison as Spike brought them both to a climax. Their mouths opened on each other, tongues sticking out with saliva dripping on them. Without any more to go on, Smolder took the initiative and pressed her mouth on Ember, making the ‘kiss’ official. Their orgasams trippled upon the sudden kiss, driving their bodies wild with euphoria.

    Spike managed to gain air in his nostrils as he lifted Ember up, avoiding drowning by clogging up her spewing cunt with his mouth and drinking everything that came from her. Smolder’s own vent meanwhile was cascading her juices over his cock, practically waterfalling it and around the hips, making the bed sheets and bed absorb all the juices.

    The kiss between the two was unintentional but welcoming, their orgasms had their minds on a euphoric field unheard of and the love one below them was gone, as he blew his load deep into the dragoness.

    Throbs of his cock shot thick shots of cum deep into her womb, while he chugged the massive gushing juices of Ember, swallowing just as fast as she came.

    Their bodies twitched with pleasure, making each of them vibrate for one another and prolonging their climaxes further. With almost a full thirty seconds of non-stop ecstasy, the trio finally felt the wear of their mortal bodies hit them like a train and they relented to exhaustion.

    Ember managed to roll over and off Spike’s face, which was caked in Ember’s liquid frosting while Smolder collapsed on Spike’s larger chest, not caring that some of that frosting covered her own face.

    Spike had just enough energy to pull Ember down and close to him, holding her in his right arms and allowing them to recover from their orgasms. Smolder tried to keep most of his cock in he but it slipped out of her, causing a torrent of hot mixed juices to pour out of her sensitive cunt. Whatever wasn’t lodged in her room gushed out of her vent and onto his hips. No fucks were given by both as it ran down their sides and to the already soaked bed.

    They hold onto each other for minutes, letting their breaths slow down, their heartbeats return to normal and their soft spasms of aftershocks drain from them. No words were needed between the three of them. They were all happy with one another and it showed how much.

    Once they settled down enough, silence filled the room. It was not even noon yet, but they already had enough activities to last the day and all were content with it. Spike rubbed and caressed both females, feeling his heartbeat match with their own. His mind was still in shock at the fact he just had sex with two females at once, mostly ever colt’s wet dream. The fact that his ‘upgrade’ made him last as long as he did proved that his body could handle that and perhaps down the line… much more.

    Ten minutes pass by and Ember sighed, turning to the both of them. “That was… fucking amazing.” She oozed with content, a pleased smile on her snout. Spike nodded, brushing his against hers. 

    “Yeah it was…” he then turned to Smolder. “And for you too?”

    She leaned in and licked his snout. “Fuck yeah! I never had anything better than that.” She then looked over him towards Ember. “What did you think of that kiss?”

    Spike leaned in between them, surprised on this. “Wait what kiss?”

    Ember gave a small blush, shoving him down and pushing herself up to stand over them. “When you were giving us both a ride, we fell forward and our mouths met.”

    Smolder pulled herself up so that she nearly met Ember once more over Spike with them both looking down at him. “It was unexpected but super hot and very nice.”

    Spike felt that he may have missed something awesome here, even though he was part of that awesome moment just below them. Swallowing, the teen stuttered a reply. “C-Can you two uh… y-you mind showing me it again?”

    Ember and Smolder smirked at this though Ember still was unsure what a kiss really meant for dragons with no lips. Still, whatever made him happy. Without hesitation, both met in the middle over him and let their mouths meet. But to compensate for the lack of lips, they stuck their tongues out to meet, licking each other on their mouths.

    Spike was in awe at seeing the display in front of him. He felt drained from his ordeal but felt a small stir happening once more below him. The kiss however didn’t last long and both females seperated. His only response to that scene was… ‘Awesome.’

    Both seperated and giggled at him. Laying back down, the females closed around him, feeling his arms and wings wrap around them.

    “So,” began Smolder. “Now that the morning romp is over, what do we do now? Show Ember around the school? Around the town?”

    Spike nodded, recovering from his happiness and gave both females a nod. “Yep, I think we can show Ember the best of ponies but at the same time, find other things we do to have fun around here.”

    Ember gave a small snort. “I doubt that ponies have anything that can surprise me.”

    Spike and Smolder smirked at each other.





    Ember watched wide eyed, as water fell from the metal tab above her. No, not just regular water either, Hot Water! Boiling hot water! She moved into the shower step, watching in awe as the shower head spewed hot water through holes and fell onto the floor, where the hole at the bottom drained all the water.

    She then turned to Smolder and Spike, who had grins on them. She tried to play it off cool and gave a half measured shrug. “Ehh, it shots hot water, so what? It's just a waste of perfectly good drinking water.”

    Spike kept his smile. “Step in.” She blinked at the request but complied. She stepped over the raised step and allowed the water to hit her scales. While it was not hot like lava, the sensation did feel wonderful. Almost too late, she let out a small sigh as the boiling water hit her scales and cascaded down her body. The fluids that had covered her body began to be rinsed off. 

    Smolder and Spike were watching with smiles but then it turned a spectule as Ember began to enjoy the hot water a bit more. The duo almost got entranced as they watched the droplets and rivers of water fall down over her scales. The glistening moisture that ran down her saphira scales sparkle and shimmered. The steam that began to fill the shower instantly made her body become covered and much more sexier since her privates were almost obscure.

    Sensing the inevitable, Spike motioned for Smolder to join him with her. No hesitation, the duo entered and joined their beloved hoard mate and began to partake in her enjoyment of the shower.

    Spike pulled close and behind Ember, rubbing her wings and massaging them in the right places while Smolder ran her claws down her chest. Ember opened her eyes to see the duo working on her, not complaining but still asking. “What are you doing?”

    Both blushed. “Sorry,” Answered Spike. “You looked hot in this shower, so it kind of… stirred things.”

    “Yeah,” agreed Smolder, still running her claws over Ember’s breast area. “You kinda just made this whole shower thing turn sexy and all.”

    While Ember was normally flattered by her mates and their attempts to please her, she was still a bit tired and not to mention, she had again been surprised by the accomplishments of what ponies were capable of, trying her best to enjoy it.

    “While that is fine and all,” She answered with some measure of appreciation, she ultimately had to stop it. “-I think we can wait a bit up trying to fuck me again for a bit.” She allowed Smolder to continue her roam over her body. “But I don’t mind if you guys just make this shower a bit more interesting.”

And so they did. While they didn’t directly try to fuck her again, Spike suggested that they try different settings of the showerhead, while rubbing natural body shampoo and oils around her to enjoy their smells and texture.

The showerhead was switched between gentle showers, to massage, to others, letting Ember to enjoy the different styles of being covered in water. Spike had grabbed shampoo, specially designed for his scales to keep clean while maintaining healthy scales. In truth, this was made by Zecora to help with that(though it was at the time he didn’t realize that he needed meat to keep his scales healthy) and made his own supplements of scale polish.

He worked her backs, her wings, and her head. Smolder meanwhile, used a natural soap bar that had a strong smell of lavender and sandalwood. While dragons were not known to indulge in smells and lotions to smell good, Smolder had utilized the products of ponies to smell as good as possible and to make herself stand out. This particular soap got her noticed by her friends, so she wanted to work on Ember’s scent. She didn’t smell bad, she just liked knowing that Ember would be nicer in smell that would have both Spike and herself want to rub themselves all over her.

The two younger dragons worked on their elder mate, doing everything they could to please her but not stimulate themselves to it. Ember enjoyed the feeling of having claws and digits roam her body while hot scalding water poured over them all. 

The smells were… intoxicating for her, not used to smelling such strong scents of flowers, sweets and other things that her lovers were rubbing over her. Spike was so gentle on her sensitive wings, especially the membrane and skin parts of her body. She was in bliss as he handled her so delicate, yet making sure to reach every corner every curvature of her body. 

Smolder meanwhile focused on her front, rubbing her chest, her arms, going down to her hips. Smolder tried to avoid her nethers, not really wanting to stir something up yet.

While it did feel like they were trying to shower her, Spike knew that Ember had to indulge her in some activity here. His claws rand down her back and wings, down to her spine before grabbing her tail, lifting it up and rubbing the underside. Ember allowed him.

Smolder rubbed the soap over her belly, running it on her sides, quickly switching to her legs before making her way up to her thighs. Ember allowed it.

The sensation of everything had unknowingly started Ember’s arousal once more. Her vent had gotten tingling when the hot water had started running down her body but it began to moisten with the actions of Spike and Smolder. While the duo didn’t notice her scent due to the smells and steam that was around them, Ember treated her moans as if they were just targeting the right spot on her body. Smolder was near her nethers, yet the water that ran down her scales conceale the amount of juices that left and mixed with the water that dropped down her legs.

Smolder might have noticed it or not, but she still was trying to focus on her inner legs, rubbing them without focusing too much on the vent before her. Spike was now reaching lower towards the base of her tail, rubbing her sensitive area, going as far as casually brushing her tail hole.

    Ember held the most conviction to not show her arousal, letting the water disguise it, though it was hard as her legs began to shake. The hot waters ran down and into the slit of her vent, letting her innards be targeted by tingles. Even now she restrained to tell them to stop fucking with her and start fucking her because of what she was experiencing. 

    But she didn’t have to do that, she didn’t have to say anything nor did they need to ask. The second they stepped into the shower with her, they already had a plan. They wanted her to experience the full might of everything that they could do to her. She was their hoard master, she was their mate, she was their Dragon Lord. She could command them to please her until she dropped dead or unconscious and make sure that they did so as well. She would demand that they never look at another dragon again and be tempted by their flesh!

But she didn’t have to do that. She won’t have to say a single thing or ask them a favor. They already knew her, they already had her blessing to touch and fondle her; just like they were doing now, their choice to please her was their own will. The moans were not because she was telling them to do something, but because they chose to do it. To rub those weird but soothing smells all over her body. They choose to target her sensitive areas, from her wings to her arms, down her legs and tails.

Ember the Dragon Lord could have everything she ever commanded and yet, she needed nothing more than just the two with her. Spike had been rubbing her tail hole now, knowingly teasing her rear entrance. Smolder was rubbing the soap on her privates, using the edge of it to spread her lips and exposing it to the outside.

Her moans were now known to be from the pleasure she was receiving, the massages and cleaning turning into something far more. Spike was teasing her rear entrance, switching digits to use one of the bottles, ‘lotion’ he had whispered into her ear, before dabbling it on his digits and rubbing her there. It was such a strange feeling, so alien and unique to have something enter through that hole. 

Smolder had already dropped the soap and just focused on rubbing Ember’s love hole, rubbing it without much penetration. She could see Spike through Ember’s legs, giving him a smile.

Ember was shaking now, her legs almost wanting to give out on her. The fluids coming from her legs were almost more distinguished for her fluids were a bit thicker and ran down slower. Still, it showed the signs that Ember was enjoying herself. The orange dragoness was pushing much effort to get Ember to cum, knowing that this would be one of the better sensations to get off on, during a shower then dry.

Spike’s teasing yielded fruit for Ember as he finally pushed a single digit up her hole, earning a gasp from her, as well as a small spasm of juices spewing from her cunt, at the sudden intrusion. 

Smolder caught part of it on her mouth, instinctively sticking out her tongue to lick some of her juices before the water washed it away. She knew that now, she had to push on, inserting two digits into her vent, spreading and trying to get an orgasm from her. Ember flexed and nearly fell when Smolder penatrated her pussy.

Spike wrapped a single arm around her midsection, while keeping his other digit inside of her tail hole. Ember gasped as he wiggled his digit in her, making sure it was in her. Once he knew that she had adjusted, he slowly retreated his finger before shoving it back in, beginning the small trusting notions. Ember used his arm to hold her up while weekly used the other to hold herself on the wall. 

She didn’t honestly expect this euphoria in an environment like this, with her holes being touched and filled, without the need of tongue nor cock. Even as she squirmed, she didn’t feel Spike’s own rod against her tail, nor did she feel Smolder’s tongue upon her nethers. They still rubbed her body with caress that it blended so well into her mind that it hardly identified as sexual need. It was pleasurable with both her mind and body as her senses were targeted in many ways.

He rubbed her chest with the arm that held her while her tail hole was being trusted by his claw. Smolder used one of her claws to continuously stimulate her vent, rubbing her innards and targeting her inner core, while she used her other claws to squeeze and massage her legs to the point where they felt like jelly.

Her climax was fast approaching and her legs were no longer supporting her, being held by a single strong arm with her tail lifted on his digit. Smolder already pushed up on her vent to get as deep as possible while squeezing her inner thighs.

The saphira dragoness had never felt so many senses targeted at once that this was the first time in her life that she had cum so hard and so fast, it left her limp and gone. Her mind went blank as she came, her inner walls squeezing Smolder’s digits while her tail hole quenched around Spike’s. 

The gush of fluids spewed harder and faster then shower, almost to the point of glistening brighter from her vag. Smolder did her best to get as much as she could in her mouth, even shoving herself directly beneath the hole. Spike did his best to hold her up as she went limp, only removing his digit from her.

The orgasm was not as long as it was earlier but it was enough to drain Ember. Smolder got what she could without water entering her mouth as she took most of her juices in. Once Ember’s fast orgasm ended, Smolder removed her digits and stood up to them. Ember was barely hanging on but Spike was holding her up.

She moved her head over Ember to lean into Spike. He instantly knew what to do and opened his mouth at an angle to allow Smolder to open her own and meet his. At this angle, the two got in close enough for Smolder to shove what she could of Ember’s juices into Spike’s mouth. 

Despite the Dragon Lord between them, Spike managed to stick his tongue inside of Smolder’s mouth and lap up what he could from her, their size difference being the only withstanding.

With their mouths in the juices of their hoard master, Spike and Smolder were truly and faithfully devoted to Ember. A pack sealed with a kiss, some juices and a little more joy.


The trio got out of the shower; Ember had to be semi-lifted over the ledge of the shower and placed on the toilet to be dried off. The shower was turned off, the trio having pleased Ember once more and their scales cleaned, they were ready to tackle the rest of the day.

    “So,” began Spike as he dried himself off with a towel. “What do you think of the pony invention of the ‘hot shower?”

    Ember sighed, feeling Smolder drying her off with another towel. “It was… amazing, no doubt about it.” She then allowed the smaller dragoness to reach behind and other areas. “Though I know you two planned to fuck me in there, I didn’t expect it to be that…”

    “Great?” asked Spike.

    “Epic?” Supplied Smolder.

    “Orgamisc?”

    “Hot!” They each threw in another word before Ember nodded to it all.

    “All of them.” She then shakily stood up, feeling still a bit drained but managed to get a hold of herself. She saw that her scales were almost shimmering in clean with a decent smell coming from her. “Though I will be honest, I don’t think I have ever been this clean before.”

    Spike pulled her close, sniffing her and enjoying her shimmering scales. “Well, it could be like that, everytime you come here and we shower together.” 

    “Yeah, but let’s make sure that we don’t have ponies here.” Supplied Smolder as she finished drying herself off. “I mean, we still have a bed to get clean.”

    Spike grunted at being reminded of the bed… that was drenched in Celestia knowing how much cum. No doubt the mattress itself had absorbed most of their fluids with the clouds embedded within soaking up most of their essence. He would have to get rid of the bed and get a new one before Twilight or another guest came to use this room.

    Sure enough, the bed was a mess and it stank of dragon sex. While Spike began to take off the sheets, Smolder helped Ember ready herself for the outside by applying scale lotions over her.

    Spike yanked and pulled on the covers, rolling them into a large ball of wet sheets. As he did so, Smolder walked out and brought out a perfume she had recently acquired from Rarity. “Hey Spike, do you think this will smell good on us?” Smolder accidently sprayed him as he turned to look at her. The spray fume of the bottle instantly landed on his noses, triggering a powerful sneeze.

    A burst of flames shot out from his mouth and Smolder was instantly engulfed in his flames. However, despite the fact that she was fireproof, she was not prepared for dragon fire mail and was instantly vaporized by it in a cry of surprise. Her body was covered in green flame and she was gone, being turned into a giant flame and being shot out of the room.

    As Spike recovered from his sneeze, to his shock and horror, he had engulfed Smolder in his flames that would be letters sent to Celestia.

    “Smolder!” He cried in dismay. Ember quickly shot out of the restroom. 

    “What happened?” She paused not seeing the orange dragoness in the room. “Where’s Smolder?”

    Spike was in panic. He couldn’t believe he had sent a living thing, let alone a dragon through fire mail towards Celestia. “I think I accidently set her on fire and sent her to Canterlot!”

    Ember’s snout twitched in confusion at the thought of setting a dragon on fire, let alone being sent to another location. “How did you do that?”

    Spike was still panicking though he knew he had to explain it to her. “The same way I have been sending you letters!” Thanks to the Bloodstone Scepter, Ember and Spike had managed to link the magic to it and they were able to send letters to one another. Yet they knew their limits to it.

    “But I didn’t know you could send others… living things through it?”

    “Me either!” He half yelled, worrying about Smolder. He decided that he needed to quickly reach Celestia. But before trying to find a quill and scroll, he released a small belch from his throat and a scroll, carrying the Princess’s Emblem on it, showed ‘she’ already got the message.

    Spike immediately tore it open and read the contents out loud.


 

   “Dear Spike, While I appreciate that you and Twilight have stopped sending me Friendship letters months ago, as well as not using it for pranks, I feel as though I should mention that sending me dragons would be added to the list of things that ‘should not’ be sent to me. First, I was startled to get a letter from you during a meeting. Second, the fact a dragon, let alone a student of Twilight’s school, was able to go through has some disturbing implications.

    Twilight is here with me and as we ask what has happened to her, Smolder clarified it was an accident. Regardless, she is fine, though a bit lightheaded about the sudden teleport, we will have Twilight and guards escort back to you within the next hour or so.

    Please learn to control your breaths next time and learn to sneeze away from others. Remember the ‘vampony’ sneeze!

    With Care, Princess Celestia.




    Spike let go a big sigh he hadn’t realized he had been holding until now. Ember pulled him close to comfort him. “Hey, she’s okay.” she assured him. He nodded but couldn’t help but feel a huge wave of guilt and fear come to his heart at the thought of Smolder being hurt because of him.

    He didn’t know what had happened but he knew he had to find the answers out soon.





Smolder came flying back almost an hour later, with two guards escorting her, as well as Twilight. Smolder looked beyond embarrassed but seemed safe. All of them landed gently on the ground.

    Spike and Ember quickly approached her. “Smolder! Are you alright?”

    She gave a hasty nod, though she was quickly hugged tightly by Ember and Spike, surprising her. It was a welcome thing but unexpected. Twilight pulled up to the trio, with confusion and worry crossing her face.

    “How did Smolder get transported to Canterlot, Spike?”

    Spike separated from them and turned to Twilight, giving a shrug, almost as confused as Twilight. “I am not sure… we,” He paused, trying to find something legit to say without coming off as gross to her. “-were trying out perfumes. Smolder accidently sprayed one on me and when I sneezed, I turned to Smolder on accident. I blew fire at her and she disappeared. That’s when I realized that I had really just sent her away, but I wasn’t sure.”

    Twilight seemed to believe it was an accident though that begged the question. “How could you send her though? We only used your fire to deliver letters to Celestia.”

    Smolder put her input. “Celestia didn’t even know he could do that, let alone transport another living thing. ‘The fire breath spell was to be designed only for a single purpose’, is what she told me.” The smaller dragoness gave a shutter. “It felt so weird, is that what teleporting feels like to you unicorns?”


    Twilight gave a small smile of comfort. “It’s not an easy thing to master, but eventually you get used to it.” Twilight then turned to Ember. “Is this another upgrade for Spike?” She asked, though it sounded more of an accusation with a bit of a bite. Ember heard it, though she held back any snark towards the Princess. Instead, she focused on Spike.

“It is, though it was not something I could see. The scepter gave him enhanced features, perhaps this is one of them.” She gave a grin and pulled in close. “This really is going to make things a lot more interesting in the future.” A purr left her, but Twilight rolled her eyes in frustration.


Spike couldn’t agree more, though his attention to Ember’s purr flew over his head. Instead, he was thinking about what he could do with this kind of newfound ability. Okay, it wasn’t a new ability but an enhancement of his usual one. Still, he wondered that if Smolder could get accidentally transported to Canterlot, then could he travel to and from places with just his flame breath alone? Could he do bigger objects? 

… Could he do it himself? 

“Spike? What are you thinking?” Twilight asked, a concerned look on her face. He blinked, refocusing on Twilight and Ember, while Smolder just tried to remain cool after everything that just happened. He shook his head of his daze before looking at his sister with a grin. 

“In your almighty words Twilight, ‘Let get experimental!”

Several things happened at once. The guards that had accompanied them, held themselves back from bursting in laughter, managing coughing fits. Smolder looked more worried upon hearing that, wondering if she was going to be the test subject, Ember looked confused, and Twilight’s face lit up at hearing the word, ‘Epermintenal’.


Spike and the others met inside the map room, where Twilight had quills and scrolls laid out to record properly. Ember and Smolder were here to watch as he got his own scroll and began to make notes.

“Okay, so we know that I can transport ‘non-living’ things to Celestia such as scrolls, food, gems, etc with my magical fire breath. And we know that I can ‘accidently’-” He looked to Smolder with a remorsval smile. “-send a dragon to Celestia. Now, the questions are, how did it work? How can I control it? What else can I send through? How do I send things through other locations? And… can I use it on myself?”

Twilight wrote all of those down pausing at his last question. She looked up at him. “You… want to send yourself through?”

He nodded, pointing at her horn. “You can teleport, roughly a range of miles with just a memory, so it stands to reason, why I shouldn’t be able to teleport with it.”

Twilight thought of it, adding in, “Your magic is different from mine. Teleporting is complex and strategic. Yours was a spell given by Celestia when you had hatched as an egg to help me deliver letters.”

“Who's to say it can’t be changed?” Ember put in, involving herself in the conversation. “I already altered his body, why shouldn’t this be part of it?”

    Twilight still didn’t like her meddling but she did bring in a good point. “Well… there would have to be a rune, or a magical item or something for Spike to hold onto when he sends it.” She put a hoof on her chin. “Celestia placed a spell on him as a newborn because she knew that Dragons are resistant to magic as they get older.” She paused then looked at all of them. “Unicorn magic.”

    “So, you can’t make it so he can just… send something to anywhere he wants?” Smolder asked.

    The alicorn shook her head. “Not intentionally at least. With Ember giving him a boost or an enhancement in his biology, chances are that she increased his resistance to magic by a lot.” As if to demonstrate, she pointed her horn and him and fired a light spell. Ember was irked by this sudden fire but Spike seemed unaffected by it. He blinked at the hit, but when Twilight stopped her magic, nothing happened, earning a confirmed nod from her. “See, I hit him with a spell that I've used on him before and it worked. A simple one, but it had no affect.” She turned to Ember. “The altercation of his chemistry has boosted his defenses against non-draconic magic and possibly any future spells he might come across.”

    A moment of silence passed between the four of them, all contemplating on this newfound discovery. Though Spike liked the idea of being immune to magic, he looked towards Twilight. “What spell did you use on me anyway?”

    Twilight gave him a sad smile. “Your favorite one, the ‘Insta-Mustache’ spell.”

    Spike deflated. “Ahh, mare! I actually thought that would at least stick with me!”

    Smolder’s nose wrinkled a bit of disgust. “You actually thought that facial fur was good on you?”

    Ember looked between them. “Facial fur?” She asked out loud. Smolder quickly spoke before Spike could. “Its the stupid peace of fur or hair or whatever you see the stallions have that comes from under their noses or chins.”

    “Hey! It’s not stupid! It's a good look!” Ember disagreed, shaking her head of the image in him with fur on his face.

    “Not in my mind. It looks burdensome and sticky.”

    “Hey!” Twilight began to argue but Spike quickly cut her off.

    “Regardless!” He said, speaking loud enough to silence them. “I need to figure if we can control my ‘Fire Breath spell-” He was cut off when Smolder groaned. 

“Ugh, that is such a lame name. Call it something catchy like ‘Flash Fire’ or something. It should be awesome, especially since you're going to try and teleport.”

Three heads turned to her, as if she grew three heads of her own. “What?”

Spike actually liked the idea and gave her a grin. “Yeah, that could work.”

Twilight rolled her eyes. “Whatever you wish to call it, you still need a way to safely transport living things without hurting them.”

“And for me to send it where I want.” He added. Twilight nodded, looking back at her notes. “Well, like I said, you are now more resistant to magic than before, so altering it on you magically won’t work.”

Spike nodded. “True, but what if like you said earlier, we create a ‘rune’ or something to make it so I can transport something to it.”

“Aren’t runes stationary though?” Smolder asked. While she may not know a whole lot of magic, she knew enough to know what runes and some magical items worked in the ‘O&O games’ Spike and her friends played.

Twilight was pleasantly surprised by her knowledge giving her a smile. “Some are, but there are ways you can enchant certain items so that they can be runes but portable.”

“Then all we need is a rune and something that I can use as a spawn point when I send something or someone through!”

“Maybe like a candle with your flame can act as the beacon?” Suggested Smolder. 

“Smolder that’s brilliant!” Twilight instantly stated, Spike nodding with her enthusiasm and Ember seemingly pleased that she was getting praised for her ideas. The young dragoness blushed at the praise and even felt Spike pulling her in close. 

“And we will call it ‘Flash Fire!’ with a spawn point ready!” Giving her a quick brush of his snout against her head, making her more flushed, he excitedly looked at Twilight. “And now, we will make it so in the future, for whatever need we have, we now have a way to transport anywhere we want!” He looked over the map of Equestria and beyond with a glint of joy as he knew that with the world getting smaller for him, his mates and his friends, they had almost no limits to where they can’t go!

The adventures were going to get grander!
> Epilogue
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A Smoldering Start, Endless Ember



Epilogue 



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    Spike, Ember and Smolder were heading towards the Dragonlands. They were heading there so Ember can make an announcement that she would be retreating from the Dragonlands to stay in Equestria for the duration of the week while dragons entered their ‘heat.’

It was apparent that neither of them wanted to be around other dragons during the time, with the off chance of getting lured into the mass orgies or being tackled and forced into it. That applied to Spike as well…


Smolder just wanted to stay with her new ‘hoard’ during this time. She would have originally would have stayed in her mothers cave to wait it out, though there would have been a chance her mother would have also been ‘participating’ in the events. She would wait there and no dragon would enter the cave without repercussions.

She would endure the feeling of isolation for a week, without interactions with other dragons. If she had the choice, she would have hung out with her friends but they were out with their own families. Without them, Smolder would endure pure boredom with a small amount of hate and pain dwelling within her heart.

    Yet, Great Draco and Mother Wistala blessed her with the arrival of Spike and Ember. Yeah, it got to a rocky start, but now she was not going to be alone anymore. Now she was going to be with others, hopefully for as long as possible.


    Ember’s fate seemed to go not as she planned but welcomed it with joy. First she became Dragon Lord! Her! Dragon Lord, but not without the help of a certain pony raised and loved, dragon. Spike was weird as all tartarus, but when they continued to get in touch afterwards, it became something she never would have experienced.

    Love and care for a dragon, who didn’t seek her hoard, status or even her body. Spike made it clear that he was interested in her and her alone. He could have kept the scepter, he could have claimed the throne, he could have claimed her if he wanted.

    Yet all that, he didn’t and he still got her. He got her fucking heart and she loved it.


    Spike was essentially happy that his life has gotten better now. He had two dragons that he loved. One just so happy to be the Dragon Lord, so that was a small plus and the other happened to adjust and understand pony society like him so that was another plus.

    Sure, it would take some getting used to trying to give attention to both, but he would put his heart out there for both of them. He will spend every waking moment to try and please them… physically and emotionally. And now that they both understand what kind of dragon he was, they would do the same. He still would hold his responsibilities to Twilight and the girls, but now he had the responsibility to be there for his hoard… his loves.

    His life felt… complete but his journey was just beginning and now, he had two to complete it with him.


    

    “So, you think it’s going to work all the way out here?” Askes Smolder, pulling up to them.

    Spike gave a confident grin. “If I can send scrolls halfway across Equestria, then this should be no different.”

    Ember pulled close. “We already wasted a day and a half testing the different ranges. Doing it from the Dragonlands will make it so much easier to get back.”

    Spike agreed, the air had turned dry and it began to grow hot. The smell of sulfur and brimstone filled his nostrils before he even saw the first volcano.

    The trio had arrived before the first day. Yet, by their approaching sight, they could already see and smell… dragons participating in their heats or their fun.

    Ember looked unimpressed as they flew over the first signs of a mass orgy of elder dragons down below. Smolder looked on with curiosity while Spike just focused on Ember. He was flying by her side, but slowed his flight to get a small few behind. The smell was already affecting him. though he shook it off when he also could smell the males as well.


    Ember pushed past and made it towards the land center, where teens were preping themselves by bringing large parts of their hoars to snack on or fight over… or fuck over. 

    She knew that it was just a way to increase the chance of potential mates or partners to participate. Something she no longer had to worry about. The center pit is where most of the dragons would be at, so she would make her announcement there.


    The trio made their way towards the center of the pit, though Ember kept them hovering. Most of the dragons there saw her, with a few hungry and lustful eyes wondering if she was going to participate.


    Raising the scepter to make a call to all out dragons, the jewel in the center glowed and every dragon stopped what they were doing. Yes, even those in mid coitus or those that were just about to climax. Many males could be heard groaning in pain.

    “To all the dragons, listen to your Dragon Lord!” Not caring for the pain or discomfort of many, she continued with her speech. “I am here to welcome the week of great pleasure! To celebrate the mass gatherings of dragons and to bring forth not only to quench our loins, but… to bring forth new life!”

At that point, it felt like she needed to say no more than, so she quickly decided to do that since she could see many males about to faint or cry in anger… or pain.

“I ask that you take care of yourselves, that every dragon is volunteering and should everything go well, we will have a mating or orgy to remember! My time will not be here!” This actually caused a few heads to turn, wondering what she meant. A few actually came close by to see her up close. “I will instead be away in Equestria for the week, learning about our fellow ponies and seeing what new things we can learn from them.” She then motioned for Spike and Smolder. “I will not be going alone. I have two companions to stay by my side and will return at the end of the heat week.” She paused, expecting something but just got blank stares, though a few males and females seemed put down that she would not be part of the orgies.

With a sigh, she casually waved the Scepter, releasing her hold over the dragons. “That is all.”

The dragons blinked away their Dragon Lord’s influence and slowly began to restart their vigor. Spike pulled up close.

“Is that it?” He asked, not sure what this was meant to really do. Ember however just nodded with a grunt. 

“Yeah.” She seemed upset about something but she let it go as Smolder pulled close. Looking to Spike, she gave a half shrug of indifference.

“I think that giving a grand speech should only be held for something truly serious, no offense Ember.” Ember gave a small nod.

“Right, lets just go already and-”

“Smolder?” A voice caught their attention. The trio saw down below them was Garble and his crew, who were already surrounded by potential… interests.

“Gar Gar?” It took all of Spike’s effort not to snort and laugh at that. Garble gave a snort of annoyance upon that but pushed no further. Instead, he focused on his little sister.

“I thought that you were going to be at mother’s cave to wait this out. What are you doing with them?” His tone carried a bit of a bit to it, though it didn’t really carry heavy since he was in the presence of the Dragon Lord. His eyes were however glazed over the purple drake that was standing next to them. He looked oddly familiar. “And who’s the new drake?”

    Spike gave a grin. Oh, getting this big and almost meeting Garble’s size did give him a boost in ego, though for now, he settled on just a light gloating. “What Garble, don’t you recognize me, or have all those brawls finally knocked something off your head?”

    Garble's eyes went wide as the voice kicked a memory in him. “Spike?” He realized that not only had he gotten bigger, but it wasn’t a greed growth, rather it was something else. “But how?”

    Ember waved the Scepter in front of him. “I gave him a little boost. Now then, what problem do you have with Smolder being with us?”

    Garble gave a small grunt. “I just… thought she was going to be with my mother and away from the heat. Not hanging out again with the namby pamby ponies! Isn’t tortures enough that you sent her there to learn ‘stupid pony things’ and all that?”

    Ember growled but she was quickly tapped by Smolder to calm down. Knowing that it wasn’t her fight, she backed off and allowed the younger dragoness to deal with her idiot brother.

    Growling she moved forward towards her brother, who actually backed up a step at the retaliation. “Garble, you shut your mouth! I wanted to go to the ponies this week because of this. At least there, I would be able to hang out with my friends and Spike.”

    Once more, Garble’s eyes glared at the newly grown dragon, who was not more than the size of his knee caps long ago. His growth probably also triggered his sexual drive too and him being near his sister only fueled his anger. “He doesn't go anywhere near you! You should be at home!”

    This time Ember didn’t intervene and stomped up close to him. “Back off Garble! She gets to choose where she wants to stay!”

    “She was supposed to stay with our mother!” He returned, huffing indignantly. “Our mother wasn’t going to be part of the heat week this year, so she would have someone to spend time with!”

    Ember gave him a venomous look, however she saw from the corner of her eyes a mass gathering and she really meant, a mass gathering of giant dragons entering a large orgy pit. The ground was already shaking from their activities. A certain color popped out of all of them and she gave a point with her Scepter.

    “Isn’t that your mother over there?”

    The duo thought it was just a way to distract them both but they turned towards the massive piles of elder dragons that were going at it and sure enough… their mother was getting railed hard by a dragon on top of her while a few more tried to join. Her unmistakable orange-yellow scales could be seen from afar and her moans were also carried through the wind.

    Garble squinted, not sure if it was her until he realized that it was and his face turned red with embarrassment. Ember had a smug grin on her snout while Spike was just in awe at the fact that dragons could move… or bend that way. He was almost impressed, almost. 

    Smolder however had her head cocked to the side. She was unaffected by her mother being part of the orgy, rather who was on top of her. “Hey, that is not dad on top of her… or below her.”

     This only added to Garble’s humiliation, though he heard the snicker of Spike. Ember felt like this conversation was over and gave a grin. “Well, there you have it. Your mother is clearly part of this year’s heat week, so Smolder can be with us until this is all over.”

Garble quietly grumbled, sighing in defeat. Smolder gave her brother a small pat on his shoulder. “Hey, it’s alright Garble. Besides, I think that you of all dragons would have me hanging out with a bunch of ponies than on the off chance a random dragon might have his way with your little sister, right?” 

Garble loved his sister, more than anything else and he would bury and incinerate any dragon who would dare touch. She was not old enough to have a clutch but that wouldn’t stop many from finding a way to enjoy themselves on her. A bitter sigh left him and he nodded.

“Yeah… yeah, I think that would be better.” He gave a grunt. “I still don’t like it though.”

“You don’t have to like it, but it works out. Sides, I get to learn a few things here and there.” She gave him a quick hug. “Don’t worry, I'll be back by the end of the week and we can hang out or something.”

He liked that. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close before both seperated. The ground shook once more and their mother’s moans echoed in the distance, before it was gurgled out.


Smolder returned to the side of Spike and Ember. Spike gave a nod. “Ready to go back?”

She nodded. “Sure, though I am not sure how well it's going to work.”

Garble heard this and his eyes furrowed. “What’s not going to work?” He growled lightly.

Not answering, Spike inhaled and gently exhaled a flame over Smolder. She was instantly covered in flames before she turned to ash and shot past them towards Equestria. Garble instantly flipped.

“What did you just do, you little whelp?!” The red dragon instantly stomped towards them but Ember pointed the Scepter right at his face, mere inches away. She held her own growl.

“Back off, Garble! She is fine!” 

Despite who he was talking to, he still let loose a growl towards the Dragon Lord. “What happened to my sister?!”

Spike gave a small grunt of reply. “Magical teleport or… ‘Flash Fire’ as she calls it.” He then began to lightly bob his head and look up, mentally counting down. Ember meanwhile kept Garble at bay.

“Stand down Garble, or I will make sure that every dragon here will get to participate you'll be left hanging limb for the rest of the season!" The red ruby glowed menacingly, forcing Garble to step back in defeat. He kept an angry look at Spike however, wondering if it would be worth it to lose his ability to get some tail over allowing something bad to happen to his younger sister.


Spike continued his little mental counting and after a couple of minutes passed, he let lose a small belch and a scroll popped up. He caught it and saw that Smolder had given the greenlight. Ignoring the anger coming from Garble, Spike gave a nod to Ember.

“She’s fine and made it all the way to Equestria.” He then thought of the number in his head. “So, it's about a five minute trip.”

Ember pulled the Scepter away from him and vanished it with a wave, hiding it from view. Ember was happy about the news and gave Spike a big lick over his face. “Great, now we can get back anytime, we just need to set one up over at my cave to go back and forth.”

Spike nodded, grinning with glee. “Can’t wait to see what we can do next!” With a nod of her own, Spike engulfed Ember in flames and she too flew away towards Equestria, leaving him, Garble and the mass of dragons already causing the grounds to shake and the air already creating a vast fume of debauchery. 

Garble had waited a bit more than he thought and went to voice himself towards Spike, however Spike beat him to it.

“Don’t worry Garble, nothing will happen to Smolder when she is with the ponies.” Again, Garble hated knowing she was with them but it helped to know that they were weaklings.

Giving a small snort, Garble pointed a claw on him. “If you even look at her funny-” he warned with a growl.

Spike had been keeping himself in check, right up to the moment that he knew that Garble would go back to his old ways. Instead of fearing him, he merely gave a small nod with a smile on his snout. “I won’t give your sister any funny looks…” Then the building of his silence had reached its turning point, as he knew that while Garble didn’t want any dragons to touch his sister… Spike wasn’t just any dragon. His smile turned into a grin as he began to ready himself for ‘Flash Fire’.

“Don’t you worry for Smolder because…” He began to take steps back, putting distance between himself and the red dragon. Garble noticed this, wondering what he was doing, though now a rage began to build up as something was about to happen. Spike now had a shit eating grin and with a brave and last hoorah, he gave the red dragon a final ‘goodbye.’

“Hey Garble?” The red dragon just blinked angrily at Spike. Spike flashed his pearly whites at him. Giving him the middle digit of his palm, that flew over his head in meaning, Spike gave his final words. 

“I fucked your sister!” Spike engulfed himself in flames and disappeared in a flash of fire.




	The End