Chapter? The one wherre Loona is in it, duh.
Dangerous Damned Doggo Dashes Down Delightful Delicious Dragon Dong
Lusty Loona lavishes lonely lizard-like lovingly, lasting long lives.
Hormonal Hell Hound Hunting Heat Hold, Hungrily Hammers Hot Helper
Spike sighed for the umpteenth time as he wandered around the castle. It was one of loneliness and perhaps a bit of sadness. He was currently by himself.
Twilight was off to the Panthera empire negotiating a peace treaty with the queen of the Abyssians. He wanted to come but the feline royal had a bad history with dragons, even if Twilight could vouch for him.
The rest of the mane six were off doing their things with some odd reasons of them not being able to bring him. Applejack went to Appleloosa for family only reunion, Rainbow Dash is off touring with the Wonderbolts, Fluttershy and Discord off in who knows what dimension. Pinkie is visiting her family to help with the farm and Rarity went to attend a fashion show for her newest lines in Manehattan.
He tried others around but something also triggered them away. Starlight along with her herd of Trixie and Starburst are in Las Pegasus to visit Trixie’s father. The Cutie Mark Crusaders had their Cutie Marks called by the map to Griffinstone, aided by Gabby. He thought that would have been an invitation to go see her, but just like the queen, dragons were not really welcomed there, despite them speaking on his behalf, he was denied asylum.
Big Mac and Sugar Belle are on vacation with their son, bringing Granny Smith with them. Lastly, the student six that he had become somewhat acquainted with during the last few years, returned home. He wanted to go with Smolder, but she wanted to spend time with her mother and brother since she hadn’t seen them in a year. An excuse not to see Ember since he and her… well, best not bring up and dwell upon the proposal.
Another sigh left him as he knew he was alone for now. Truly one of those days where he wished he had more friends to hang out with. As the years went by for him and the others, he had stuck with the same ones, never really branching out much though he did try. Even when other creatures started joining Equestria like more dragons, minotaurs and even Diamond Dogs, he still stuck close to those he knew. Perhaps that was his fault, feeling like he would always be by Twilight’s side or that the others would be there for him but in one of those rare days, it felt like fate had him by himself.
It shouldn’t be outside the realm of possibility, afterall he was much older and more mature now. Standing a bit taller than Big Mac, he had gained height, weight, and size, making him look more adult. While he had the shape much like Garble but with less triangular form, he had more or less evened out in his form. A more pointed snout, angular head with two short horns on top with short pointed spines on his back. Lastly, his wings grew bigger to hold his form in the air, while also being long enough to wrap around himself.
He had the part of an older, smarter teacher, so many that he could… Oh, who was he kidding? He was Twilight’s advisor, assistant and best friend. He wouldn’t have time for a student, let alone companionship.
It was hard for him to date without the complications that surrounded him. He had tried before but… there was some difficulty with knowing you were the advisor and sibling of the Princess of Equestria. Sure, a few… Many tried to throw themselves at him for the chance but it was not out of love, more so than gaining a hoof or favor in her majesty's court. No matter who it was, they always wanted to be in Twilight’s view, but not his. If he hadn’t been trained by Applejack or Rarity to spy deceit or mistrust someone trying to gain favors, he wouldn’t have known that most only cared for the perks. All except for her…
Absent of his own surroundings, he bumped open a door to a certain section of the Castle he hadn’t been in awhile. This one carried certain magical or dangerous items of use that were kept out of public use or access.
His being unlimited access, he half wondered how easy it was for him to enter through here. He gave it a shrug and decided to browse his curiosity. The displays, the artifacts, the magic that radiated from here always sent odd tingles down his spine. Because of his draconic heritage, magic deflected off of him, which only increased when he aged and grew in size. That didn’t stop it from tickling his scales with their odd touches.
From the Alicorn Amulet on the pedestal, to the Staff of Sacanus; the still magically enhanced Smarty Pants doll, to the Six Artifacts used by the Young Six, to the Shimmering active Crystal Mirror and to the Portal Panti-
‘Wait, Shimmering active Crystal Mirror?’ Spike doubled on that and sure enough the Crystal Mirror was activated and glowing. ‘Uh-oh… that should not be happening.’ He thought in alarm as the portal caused a powerful glow.
In his mind, the portal had been closed permanently after Sunset Shimmer destroyed the mirror on herside to prevent a supposed ‘invasion’ from entering. It was a sacrifice she was willing to endure as she wrote in her final journal entry.
‘Maybe… she found a way back?’ He thought. Though as he felt a bit less guarded, something poked its way through the portal, but not a pony hoof. It was a furred claw?
Then the entire body fell through with a heavy thump followed by… “Ow! Mother Fucker!” A fully covered fur form fell through the mirror! At first, he thought it was a dog, since the visuals were close. A bushy long tail, pointed ears, canine snout with jelly bean toes on its legs but clawed hands. However, its fur was a ghostly blend of white in certain areas with even messy hair that stretched into silver! Highlighted black streaks, the dog… no, ‘Diamond Dog?’ Maybe but it was too… bipedal and not top heavy. Well, top heavy in that it didn’t rely on its upper arms. Maybe more akin to a wolf on two legs.
He did notice it had a bare of ample breasts, something he noticed some Diamond Dogs had as well as the Minotaurs. She also wore clothing like them but they were limited. Shredded up but still functional like her shorts… very short shirt that covered her breasts with a pentagram shape on top of them. Her shorts barely covered her upper thighs and her long bushy tail was black on top with a white understreak. Lastly, was her eyes. Those red eyes you would find on a creature of pure evil or a demon.
“Fuuuuuuuuuck….” She moaned. “How the fuck did I mess up the spell again?” Gathering herself, she noticed that she was not at her target destination, but rather somewhere else and in front of her, was a weird, lizard thing. It was tall, purple and green with wings that looked faintly like those weird dragons in fantasies but not at all like a ‘hell-drake’. A sheepish but ghostly smile adorned his snout.
“Uh… hi?” He waved, not too enthusiastically, still staring at the she-wolf.
“The fuck?” While he was aware of swears that existed, especially as he grew up and he passed certain age requirements to access certain mature content, he was in a bit awe at how easy it came to her to swear so easily. Most ponies, including the hard, edgy ones stay aware from swears. He only heard it from pirates, sailors and the minotaurs that pass through. “Who the ‘hell’ are you?”
He blinked. “Spike.”
She narrowed her eyes. “And… where am I?”
“Equestria.” Annoyingly simple answer.
“And where is that at?”
“On Equus?”
She gave a deadpan face. “You gonna keep giving me short answers or what?”
A small blush left him. “Sorry, though I don’t know what else to say to someone who just felt out of a magic mirror from a different dimension.”
The she-wolf blinked. “Different dimension?” A soft turn of her head to scan her area to show her that indeed, she was not where she was supposed to be at. In fact, everything here, despite being in some inclosed space, was way too bright and colorful to be her target destination. Not to mention that the weird… lizard, creature thing, that looked like one of the ‘hell-drakes’, was also way too brightly colored and jolly looking.
A short annoyed growl left her. “Fuck! Well that’s just fucking great.” She stood up on her back paws, confirming she was a bipedal creature and met him almost eye level. She then dusted herself off and paused. Her eyes went behind her to the mirror and saw that it was solid instead of glowing. She squinted, reached out to touch it and found it… solid. Her own reflection. A small bit of panic went through her as she realized that she may be stuck here.
“Well shit…” She swore out loud. She then turned sharply to Spike. “How do I open this back up?” She pointed behind her to the mirror.
A shrug was his response. “To be honest, I don’t know except that Twilight once used a book to keep it open to the other world and here by hooking it up to the machine. After the other side of the mirror was destroyed, we thought it would never open again.” He gave the cursing she-wolf a small nod to the side of the mirror where she saw a small mechanism where a book could fit in. “If you had something to connect to your dimension and ours, you could go back. However, the mirror would normally open on its own in thirty moons.”
The wolf froze and more terror creeped on her. ‘30 moons?’ As in… 3-0 moon cycles? As in… 30 months?!’ Two and a half fucking years!?
‘Okay… Loona, don’t panic! don’t panic!’
“But maybe when Twilight comes back by the end of the week, she can help you get back.”
‘Okay, less panic, less panic but still, understand your environment and asses and… and…’
She took a deep breath, trying to gauge everything once more. So far, no hostile enviroment or seemingly non-hostile and the wanna be ‘Barney’ the dragon over there was still looking at her like she was the odd one.
More so, the annoyance grew as she grew uncomfortable at his stare.
“What?!” She snapped.
Spike shrunk slightly. “Sorry, I just have never seen a wolf like you, or any kind of Diamond Dog for that matter.”
Loona huffed and crossed her arms. “I’m a Hellhound, that’s why!”
Spike blinked. Okay, that was not what he expected to hear and he became slightly cautious. A hellhound? Like Cerberus from Tartarus? Hel was just a different name for it but… still, a small stance had him defensive, almost instantly triggering Loona.
“Look, I don’t want no trouble, but I do have to make it clear that I will defend Princess Twilight or any of the magical properties here.”
Loona gave a small growl. “Back the fuck off, ‘Barney’! I just want to know what the fuck happened with the spell and get the fuck out of here!”
“And your tone and choice of words could be nicer.”
“FUCK OFF!”
Spike knew she was trying to find refuge but he also saw that there was something else. While she was in a defensive position too, he saw that she was not hostile directly but rather, akin to a trapped animal. She didn’t understand her environment and was probably scared. While he knew she properly couldn’t physically hurt him due to his draconic anatomy, he still couldn’t predict if her ‘demonic magic’ would hurt him or that she was trying to gain access to the artifacts in this room.
She didn’t seem to be looking for anything in particular and her eyes did show she was lost, so he could give her a bit of a benefit of the doubt that she was not looking for trouble. He eased his stance and actually took a step back with both claws raised. “Alright look, if you are lost and are trying to get back, like I said I can’t help you yet, but if my friends were here, we could. I won’t hurt you and I will even help you get suited here.”
The she-wolf snarled. “And why the fuck should I trust you?”
Spike gave a small bounce of his head. “Because you are stuck in a world you know nothing of and possibly could be imprisoned for trespassing unless without me being your way out of here.”
The word ‘imprisoned’ brought her back old memories of when she was in the cells before Blitzo had rescued her. Despite the way he was and his idiotic nature, he still cared enough about her to adopt her as his daughter without the fear of ever going back to a cage or cell.
She also began to back down as well, though her guard remained vigilant. “Fine, just… help me get back home soon.” A small, soft if barely saddened tone left her.
Spike nodded. “Sure, though can I ask for your name?”
A pause before she answered. “Loona.”
A hard snort left Spike before he could stop himself, earning a growl from her. “Something funny about my name… ‘Barney’ or Spikey, what-ever-the-fuck your name is?”
He shook his head. “No sorry, it's just… we had a ‘Luna’ here before, but she no longer lives here, so we won’t be confused by calling you both out. Though I am sure it's spelled differently.”
“Two o’s instead of a ‘u’ like I am sure the other one is.” She replied sarcastically. Though she gave him another look over. “And you're what? A lizard of some kind or a wannabe dragon?”
“Yep!” He answered a bit too happily. “I am a full dragon, with wings,” He gave them a flap, “-fire breath,” he gave a short blow of flames, “-and your friendly ambassador for the Princess Twilight and the Dragon Lands!”
The way he smiled, the way he held his head up high and he's too… perky demeanor was overboard for Loona. She was not used to this amount of happiness, not even on her best days. In fact, this felt all too happy and giddy for her liking but… maybe that was her inner ‘hellish’ nature and such.
Still, this dork would probably be her only ticket out of here and if it took a week, well Blitz probably wouldn’t mind her taking a vacation to some distant place…
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…Nah, he is totally freaking out right now. Though the real mission and reason for leaving Hell in the first place was do to her heat approaching fast and last thing she needed was to be tackled and raped by some horny fucks that couldn’t stop until their dicks were wet. Even if she hid herself for the days it would last, eventually her coming out would still have some asshole trying to fuck her stupid. Speaking of…
“And… you say there are other… dogs or whatever around here?” A bit of a defensive worry came through.
A small bob of his head. “While they are not ‘hellhounds’, the Diamond dogs are… uh less than easy being around Canterlot, since few still trust ponies, so you won’t encounter them here.”
‘Ponies?’ Loona thought, though a mental grin formed. ‘I get to get lost in a dimension where there are ponies and Blitz is not here to be part of it! Ha! He is so going to be jealous, he’ll lose his shit! Maybe if I take photos and take them back. Oh, I hoped I didn’t crack my phone or something.’
Pulling out her phone, she saw that while it wasn’t cracked, it did show she had no signal and her screen kept flickering though it may have some interference.
“Woah, you got one of those… portable phone things, huh.”
She gave him a glance. “Yeah, why? You guys have them too?”
He shook his head. “Not… as small or advanced as yours but we are trying to push for it.” He then gave a wave of his claws. “Since we got cut off from… someone on the other side of the mirror, we didn’t get much more details on their world then we would have liked.”
Loona gave a small huff, not caring for the dragon’s little problems, but still in a world she had no idea how it operated, she would be better at understanding it.
“Alright, show me around here and maybe… just maybe it won’t be so bad,” ‘And I can stave off my heat while I’m here,’ She mentally added.
“Sure!” Spike chirped too happily, earning a mental groan from her but held silent as she was led out.
Loona was actually impressed upon leaving the room, for she found herself in Castle walls, like Spike said. She knew because of the grand halls and architecture that surrounded them, the colors and style, while a bit too tame for her taste, she noticed that this would indeed be part of some kind of kingdom.
“Shit,” She quietly muttered in awe. “And I thought only the Lords of Hell have something like this.”
“It is pretty great, isn't it?” Spike answered with a smile. “Centuries of pony construction and Harmony formed these very stoned walls and buildings on the top of a mountain.”
“Wait, we’re on top of a mountain?” Loona asked exasperatedly, rechecking her surroundings.
“Yeah, it helps the Princess keep an eye out on the surrounding area when it was built.”
She wouldn’t dare admit outloud but that was pretty impressive. Not to mention all the designs, the few portraits that did show ponies on them. Ponies, Ponies, more ponies… shit, that was a lot of ponies and Blitzo wasn’t here!
She finally encountered her first set of ponies, a pair of shorts… white and gray ponies, with wings! And others with horns?! ‘Pegasus and Unicorn ponies?’ Okay she definitely needed to take pictures and show her da- Blitz.
She pulled her phone, took a few quick pictures, startling the guards both because of what she was and the brief flashes of her phone. Seeing her walk by Spike, they ignored her though they couldn’t help shake off this odd feeling from her.
Upon reaching the grand hall, Loona found herself in awe at the size of the palace, revealing the actual magnitude of this place. To say ponies were building this was hard to believe with just hoofs and all that made it unbelievable, but… she was a hellhound walking in a different direction with a dragon beside her where everything was bright and colorful.
A hot one at that…
Her eyes went wide and she almost missed a step. ‘Where the fuck did that come from? Oh… shit was her heat affecting her here? Now? Great… Well, maybe he won’t notice.’
As she was led on, Spike finally showed her the doors that led to the outside world. He turned, gave a half bow and with a grin, flashing his sharp pearly white teeth, he opened the doors. “Welcome to Canterlot and Equestria.”
The doors opened and she was instantly greeted by warm sunlight. Not that ugly, weird sick artificial light in hell that she used too, nor the smokey, polluted skies with the hazy sun of the ‘other’ world.
No, this was clean, fresh, untainted, unpolluted, and completely natural sun and air that almost sickened her to a degree. She wanted to hurl, to spew, to set this whole place on fuckin fire and watch it burn…
Yet she couldn’t. For the life of her, she couldn’t or wouldn’t. There was something in the air, something… magical about the area around her. It was like something in the area that radiated her to be… good… nice… kind…
And her heat was now being amplified… The fuck!? The warmth that radiated around her belly grew and she half wondered what made it so.
“Pretty great, isn’t it?” He boasted cheerfully, ignorant to her squirming. “You know, I think this is the first time we have had a Hellhound out here in Canterlot or even a Diamond Dog for that matter near the capital in a long while.”
Loona gave a small grunt, rubbing her thighs together. “And I suppose there have been other Hellhounds or… dogs or whatever that have been in this world before,” A small snark leaving her.
“Well not counting Cerberus,” This caught her attention.
“Wait, Cerberus? Like the actual Guardian of Hell, Cerberus?”
A small nod. “Yeah, he escaped a while back but we got him back to Tartarus, though I suppose you have a different Cerberus than us?”
He went on to explain and oddly compare the difference though she gave him vague responses on her end.
A pair of ponies had come by to complain to Spike before they reached the final steps. Their incessant whining of demands and all quickly irritated Loona quickly. Before they could get out anymore, she barked them. “HEY FUCK OFF! HE WITH ME RIGHT NOW!”
The ponies took off in a mad dash at the Hellhounds flashing teeth and loud growl. Spike sighed and rubbed his face. “Did you have to do that?”
“No, I just can’t stand complainers.” A sniff before she actually pulled out her phone again and took a picture of the town with all the ponies walking amok. A grin worked its way to her mouth quickly. “I can’t wait to show this to Blitz! I mean he is gonna lose it when I tell him I ended up in a dimension with ponies!”
Spike lifted a brow. “You don’t have ponies where you are from?”
“Not as bright and colorful as you and them, but more so, he will love this nonetheless. Best part is that he can’t stand that I have one up on him when it comes to adventures.”
“Another ‘Hellhound’ then?”
“Nah, my da- I mean, Blitzo is an actual Demon Imp. My employer actually.” She continued to take pictures of the world around us.
Spike continued to study the HellHound in front of him, somewhat peeked interested in her. She seemed far more easy going than anything out of Hel or Tartarus for that matter.
There was a charm to her that he couldn't place and while he remembered her origins from a different dimension, he saw something that intrigued him. What it was, he did not know.
“So, you gonna show me around or am I not allowed to see this ‘Canterlot’ you are boasting about?”
His eyes briefly met her fiery red ones and saw something in them that made him smile. “Sure, let's make this ‘Blitz’ Imp jealous.” A soft skip, barely missable step, caused her to walk with the dragon through the town square.
Spike led Loona through Canterlot center, where she was actually left speechless of everything around her. Sure, the other ‘world’ had bright colors and areas around but nothing like this. The ponies, the shops, the atmosphere itself felt bright. What astounded her more was the level of security or in this case, lack of when it came down to a Hellhound walking out in the open without fear!
She did slowly see other creatures however, Spike naming them as she pointed them out, “That’s a griffin, a hippogriff, a changedling, a minotaur, a yak, and a zebra. And yeah, those are dragons too, not lizards.”
Each new creature, she took a quick picture, adding to her glee and wonderment. However, it would seem that she also had gained some looks as well. Ponies or creatures would stare at her for a moment, but not long enough to make her feel… uncomfortable. Yes a few whispers but nothing that stood out, which only seemed to make her feel that much more odd since these creatures seem so understanding.
She looked back at her phone and scrolled her photos. “Uh, well then I guess this must be as close to ‘heaven’ as possible, huh?”
A warm smile radiated from Spike. “As close to a paradise as you can get. I mean, we still get problems here and there but we are pushing for it. And to be quite honest, even the worst things can be converted over time to being something great or good.”
“Like what?” Not looking up.
“Well, you said you were a Hellhound and you haven’t really done anything bad… uh, well minus screaming at those mares, but outside of that, you have been tame.”
She paused, looked up from her phone. “What, you expect all Hellhounds to be evil and insane?”
While he knew he said something that would offend her, he gave a quick wave of his head. “No, but you gotta understand it from my perspective,” She placed one paw on her hip while holding the phone idle in the other, as if waiting for his answer, which he provided. “You are from a different dimension where we know nothing of, coming in here cursing like a sailor, carrying a sorta of… negative vibe around you and dealing with mares on a short temper.” He paused then twiddled his claws. “That would have the signs of an ill-fated villian in our books but yet you are surprisingly calm and easy going with your attitude. Not to mention that compared to the actual Diamond Dogs we have had, you are the best canid we have had here.”
She shouldn’t be blushing, but… she was definitely blushing. He was right in so many ways that it infuriated her that her darker nature was as tame as it was. So WHAT. THE. FUCK… was wrong with her?
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Well this world should be thankful that she was calm, collective, easy going and she wasn’t losing her fucking mind with all this weird shit going on around her because she was trying to hide the fact she left her dimension to escape her heat.
That was the one part she hopefully didn’t have to explain to this-
“And you are certainly the better smelling one of any that have been here before.”
Loona froze and she swallowed. “Smell?” She didn’t know if she said it outloud or just thought it but he heard it with a nod.
“Well, yeah. Most of the Diamond Dogs smell like dirty earth or unwashed mutts. That’s actually another reason why they are not around because they do give off a bad odor and most of the ponies shoo them away with a broom or hose.” He then gave a small blush of his own. “Not you though, you are well, I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable or anything but your scent is better.”
Unsure if it was her heat or where she originated from, but she dared to ask, “And… what do I smell like compared to them?”
“Cinnamon.” Was his answer, which stopped her heart for a far longer beat then it should have but she relaxed upon hearing that.
“Cinnamon?” She asked, somewhat haphazardly, even a little thrown off about his answer. He nodded but didn’t add anymore, either out of fear or embarrassment, which seemed to steam hers up a bit way more. Both were now red tinted cheeks that seemed to have no cap. As he said it, she felt it, but the heat on her cheeks matched those between her legs.
He cleared his throat and tried to move away from the uncomfortable topic. “Sorry, um… well since you are a new arrival, want to try some food?”
Food did sound good and would hopefully prevent this awkward moment longer, perhaps even lighten her mood more… which, to be honest, was not as bad as she normally was. That in of itself was saying something.
“Lead the way,” She answered with a wave of her palm. Spike did so, though the she-wolf quickly lifted her arm, took a sniff of her pits and smelled… not so bad. The fuck was this place that made pits not so… smelly? Ignoring it, she half wondered if she actually died and went to heaven.
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If this was heaven, her pussy wouldn’t be aching with the approaching heat and her attitude would have either sent her back to hell or she would have her mouth sensored or something. A twinge in her loins emphasized this, having her blushing red and she proceeded to follow the dragon with a lowered tail.
He didn’t lead them far, as there was a place for her to eat down the streets, which promptly got her to ask, “What kind of food do they serve here if it's mostly ponies?” She gave a small grunt. “I ain’t eating grass or hale and shit like that.
Despite the constant cursing in her mouth, Spike gave a warm response. “Well, with all the new species, including some carnivores who can only eat meat, the only option was either fish, chicken or other non-sentient alternatives. So, there are burger and meat markets but very exclusive to a part of Canterlot and the rest of the areas. Some areas don’t start selling until night time.”
Hearing that actually made sense, but smelling it from here, oh… she shuttered and that was enough to make lick her chomps.
“Oh shit, that smells amazing!”
The few that heard her curse, moved away in shock but Spike ignored it for the more, happier and even dare say, keener Hellhound. Her tail was wagging involuntary with excitement as he led them closer until the sign came up and the plaza revealed a burger joint.
The place was not at all what the other world looked like and it actually seemed… pleasing to the eyes. The building is designed to look like a mini castle but not white or ghetto. It was neatly designed that matched the rest of the infrastructure with a simple design but made to appeal to the surrounding area. The area advertised the meat selection but with no visual pictures. Yet… her nose picked up the fact that everything smelled amazing and a small bit of drool left her mouth. They pulled up close to a window.
Why did she hear an angelic choir?
A griffin… thing with white top half, pulled open the window and happily asked, “Hello! Welcome to Royalty Burger, home of the Princess Buger! How can I serve you?”
Spike turned to Loona. “Have you ever tried chicken burgers or even fish ones?”
She had and they were crap in L.A. where food regulations were… questionable. Yet, the food here smelled god damned divine and she actually began to briefly imagine what good food they were serving here. Her restraint wasn’t visible since her tail wagged and her eyes wide with anticipation. Spike, noticing this, grinned and gave the griffin two claws up.
“Two mega Chicken Princess Meals, with extra sauce on the burger, large fries, with dark ghost hot sauce and two large mega gulps of cola,” He paused and turned to Loona. “You… are not allergic to anything right?”
The she-wolf, eager to eat but trying to remain cool about everything he ordered, just gave a casual wave. “Eh, nothing bothers me, so long as they don’t give me the shits later.” The griffin gave a light squawk at the vulgar language of the ‘Diamond Dog’ before him but turned to Spike, who gave a shrug and rolled a claw.
“I think that it's for now. Put it on the tab.” The griffin, already knowing Spike as this place’s regular, gave a nod.
“Be out in a few, Prince Spike.” With that, he pulled out of the window and began to work on the orders.
Loona gave a double take. “Wait, Prince Spike?’ I thought you were an advisor?” A small bit of panic started to form but he just waved it off with a small huff.
“I hate the title since it makes ponies treat me all special. Though very few actually acknowledge me as prince, it's not as strong as the actual princess who rules here.”
“Then why the hell do they even bother with it?” She asked, somewhat remaining doubtful that anyone with a title such as ‘prince’ would forgo it. In the nine circles of Hell, if you had a title, you would do well to display it, as it held power and fear.
“Because I don’t wish to be treated like a prince when there are those below who get treated like garbage for not being born under a title. I chose to be Spike, that is all.”
That had Loona think about her own life situation. Sure, it was not as glamorous or as loving as Spike’s life was, but compared to before, she was way off better. She got adopted by a fucking idiot of an Imp, but… he took her out of the cell and gave her a home with a job. She has a somewhat tame cozy lifestyle, with food and decent… co-workers, even if one of them is a fat-ass and the other is a nice bitch to work with, she had a much better outcome than most other hellhounds.
“Yeah,” she muttered lightly. “I guess… being thankful for what we have should be enough.”
Spike gave her a sympathetic look. “I can’t imagine how Hel works but I am at least hoping that you are living comfortably. Well… as comfortable as you can get there.”
When her red eyes met his, she saw that there was no deception or faux pause to his words. He was genuine, he was honest and the fact that he was cool in his own weird, unique way, she was starting to see him in a different light. He was starting to look pretty hot and-
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‘Oh fucking hell, her heat!’
“You know, nothing beats being home, but an outdoor burger with juices falling off the sides, greasy and juicy fries with hot sauce, along with a deep gulp, can be the next best thing.” He stated with a grin, though she swore a few words were purposely slowed down and emphasized… or was that her mind?
She didn’t think long about it as a pony server came with their order and holy shit… Just from the visuals of the food, did the quality actually look picture accurate. The smell, the sight, the taste through her nose, had her mouth water.
The burger was not just veggies like she thought, but three patties of chicken with some kind of sauce dripping from it. The crispy fries were glistened in the natural sunlight with the salt sparkling off them. And the giant drinks had cold condensation running down the sides that made a true call of the heavens as the food was brought before them.
The server placed it down before them with Loona almost on the verge of delirious hunger. “Go ahead dig-”
The Hellhound immediately tore into her food with devilish veracity, digging into the hot food that would normally cause others to hesitate, but her attitude said otherwise. While he seemed shocked at first, he quickly found this a bit of a wild streak he rarely found in other creatures, especially dragons or diamond dogs.
The way she tore into her food, taking chomps, shoving fries down her mouth and drowning in her drink, it gave a sort of sick but attractive streak to her. He began to eat his burger normally with both claws on it and watched the Hellhound to his delight. Others that happen to be passing by, watch in either sheer horror or in astoundment, which could be seen as horror or disgust at the sight. This only further added to his joy at watching her eat.
In just under a minute, she had finished her food, with no scraps left and no burger left. Her drink was all but dry, he noted her eyes scanning her area for anything until she eyed his food. He pushed his fries and tore through those too. As she scavenged for scraps, he quickly finished his burger, took a long swig of his drinks, gently wiped his mouth with napkins and offered the rest to her.
“Satisfied?” he asked her with the offered, non-sacrificial items in his claws. Her face was red with sauce, making her look like she just finished off a fresh kill… no pun intended.
Returning back from her hungered haze, she would normally(aggressively) deny that, but judging by the looks she was getting from Spike and other paterons, she took the napkins and began to wipe down her face.
Loona was normally one to not care about what others thought of her, let alone the mess she created, but with the looks of ponies not used to Hellhounds, especially like her, she opted to be far more tame. Unless she was back in places like L.A, she had no quarrel of showing off her mood, she cleaned herself up with reddened cheeks and her area.
This was not her usual behavior and she blamed the magic here for it!
When all was said and done, a very calm but still easily tempered Loona, walked Spike through Canterlot once more. He had become infatuated with her now, more so that she was a whole different other breed of character. In short, she reminded him a lot of like Ember… which for some reason made this more weird for him then the obvious fact she was a Hellhound from a different dimension. And his status with Ember was left… questionable.
“So…” He broke the tension with the no longer red tinted face Hellhound. “You enjoy everything so far? Well, I know the food was good,” He smirked, giving her a knowing glance.
Loona opted to ignore his eyes, half out of embarrassment, the other half trying to make her non-serviceable phone way more interesting.
“Yeah it's nice… whatever.” Her blush is still visible through her white fur. “The food was… alright.”
Spike snorted. “That’s horseapples and you know it!”
Loona had to pause and looked up from her phone. “Was that your attempt at trying to swear?”
He shrugged. “Hearing others swear is a bit of a taboo around here. I’ve heard of it on my travels and know them in multiple languages from griffins, to seaponies, to minotaurs and even the dragons have their own. But because of where you are located, swearing is almost a law violation.”
“Are you shitting me?!” A few ponies heard and glared at her. She saw them from her prephial. “The fuck are you looking at?!” She barked. A few quickly walked away in hurry.
“Please don’t antagonize the ponies, it's going to be tough to explain all the complaints to Twilight when she gets back.”
She crossed her arms and huffed. “Not my fault these ponies are lame and a bunch of pussies for not knowing the real deal in life.”
“I wouldn’t doubt that on your end, but still. The less trouble it is on me and her when she gets back, the easier it will be to send you back home.” He paused and they did a slow walk. “Why did you leave your home anyways? I heard you yell about how you messed up a spell or something?”
Loona gave him a glance and shook her head. “While that its none of your fucking business, I left to get away from everything for a hot while. I just needed some space.”
He nodded. “Yeah, I guess everyone needs a vacation from your life every now and then, though I don’t know that vacationing to a different dimension would be a thing, unless I knew it could be better than something else I have done before.”
Loona lifted a brow. “Normally I don’t, but judging from everything I have seen, isn’t this place its own little heaven or some shit? You guys don’t seem to have the troubles a hound like me would have in hell. I mean, seriously. What’s the worst fucking thing you and the ponies here have ever faced?” There was a mock in her tone, which begged to be challenged and Spike with a grin of his own, was happy to oblige.
For the next half hour, Spike ran down the events of the last two decades that could be considered hellish in these standards. The beginnings like Nightmare Moon, Discord, Chrysalis and Sombra, to later bigger threats with Tirek, the Legion of Doom, Discord in disguise of his father Grogar. Then the actual Grogar came and the near apocalyptic event that required the leaders of each species to bring an artifact of their own to save the world. Then listed sentient and non-sentient species and so on.
Normally, she was not one for tall tales or the bullshit of other people’s or in this case, creature’s lives, but the sheer fact that they were describing world ending scenarios seemed pretty horrific. Hell, in its own way did have some dark and greedy shit, but she knew that the world didn’t have shit like Rampaging monsters, demi-gods mad with power and the like. In all seemed tame in her eyes… as did his own.
Spike was, in her own eyes, an innocent creature that she rarely found in hell or otherwise. The closests would be newborns, angels and… Moxxie on a great day. But despite the innocent looks he had, Spike also had this inner monster or witheld animal in him that he would only release to those who knew him… and perhaps those that don’t. The fire in his eyes was like that of a hell-drake, but quelled by the environment and those around him. He could lift boulders but make sure to gently place them on the ground with care. He could shred through walls, but make it so that it became a door or a window to gaze outside. He could ignite the very air around him in a fiery blaze, if only to keep those nearby warm during a cold night.
The more she studied him, the more he became a male that very few hellions like herself would find attractive that were as caring or loving. He had looks, he had charisma, he had charm and the fact that he could handle a lot of heat like herself made it that much more enticing.
Yet the trigger for her was the fact that he was protecting her, despite her attitude and her ability to handle anything, he was still watching out for her. It left an almost imprint in her psyche that this drake was truly a beast with an angel’s heart.
She hadn’t realized she had been staring, nor the fact that she had been rubbing her legs together in friction, causing a huge amount of warmth on her legs and to build the scent around her.
“You okay? You’ve been staring at me for a while? Do I have something on my face?” He sniffed and cocked his head. “Your scent is oddly stronger now.”
‘Oh fuck…’ She could think of thousands of things to say to him or to do or curse or anything but what came out of her mouth was way, way worse…
“You’re fucking hot!” ‘No! Not at all what she wanted to say! “I-I-I mean it’s fuckin hot and you are t-… shit! Uh… where is your nearest restroom?!”
Spike blinked at the sudden rapid fire but since he understood at the last part, he quickly guided her back to the Castle, since they had already circled most of Canterlot by now.
The now flared Loona, of both physical and mental proportions, tried her best to regress to herself at her choice of words. The tingle of her words actually leaving a large tingle on her legs, had her almost trying to walk fast but with squeezed thighs.
At one of the nearby towers that was part of the Castle, he led her to the entrance where a restroom was located, normally for small events and such, and guided her to the entrance with a pointed claw to the back. “There is one back there, though males is right, females on the le-”
She bolted to the back and made a hard left, letting out a hard bark to a pony about to go in. “BEAT IT!” She barked, scarring the poor pony to run to another restroom.
Spike slowly followed, though with no plan on entering, as he approached the nearby hall where the doors held, contemplating on what Loona had just told him. While it wasn’t the first time he had been told that, he was a little surprised that it came from her. The attitude that she displayed showed very little of her sudden attraction to him. Not to mention that her scent was stronger and he half wondered if this was her way of trying to stave off any attempts to be… normal?
Meanwhile inside the restrooms, Loona was all but relieved that she was away from Spike and the fact that the toilets here functioned exactly like everywhere else, albeit they were lower to the ground. Truth was, she was now flaring and she had to blame the food. It felt like now after it had settled within her stomach, her heat seemed to have risen greatly.
She made sure the door was locked, even though it was a public one but luckily vacant, and set her sights at the end one where she promptly opened it, and slammed it behind her. By this point, she was shaking as she pulled down her shorts, which had a wet patch visible on it, and then her underwear, which was dredged, revealed her pussy to the cold air, earning a loud sigh of relief from her.
Spike blushed upon hearing this from outside as well. That must have been some release, though he tried not to pay attention any longer then he should have.
Luna reached in between her legs to find her legs sticky with pussy juice strings around her thighs. She rubbed her fingers in between the slit to find herself somewhat swollen with a reddish tint. A soft groan left her as she realized that whatever fucking magic was going on around here was making this worse. Not to mention that she kept quivering at the thought of trying to rub one out here. So that is what she aimed for, to have one quick release in a magical kingdom of dragons and ponies in a public restroom.
She leaned back against the toilet seat, rubbing herself gently and sighing as her claw tips caressed her lower lips. She just needed to cum once to hopefully quell herself and survive the rest of the day and then hopefully by the end of the week she can return home without having to worry about this heat anymore.
A moan leaving her was just low enough not to be heard- “Are… you okay in there Loona?” Her eyes snapped open and were now flared with anger.
Outside, Spike heard her groans and he felt that perhaps she was having trouble. Those burgers were spicy to a point where it could cause a lot of problems for creatures. “I hope it's not too bad,” He softly said . “I knew I should have just ordered her a regular-”
The bathroom door slightly opened. He blinked. “Loona? Are you better now?” For a moment, there was no answer, but then suddenly, like some creepy horror movie. He witnessed her white claws reach out from the door and…
Spike was yanked in hard by Loona, a surprise yelp leaving him, and the door slammed shut right after. A growl left her as she pushed him against the wall, growling at him.
The dragon was surprised not just by her strength and sudden change in attitude, but the fact that she was also naked and had a dripping trail of juices. Her shorts,panties and shirt were gone, leaving her bare naked.
He saw her quivering lips dripping secretions on the floor while her black tipped nipples were pointed and hard.
“Whatever was in that fucking food, got me hot!” She growled. She then ran her claws over her dripping pussy, smearing her own fluids on them before smacking him on his nose with it. “You smell that!? Huh! That’s my dripping fucking cunt that you made worse with whatever fucking magic is around here! That fucking burger also made it worse, you fucking shit!” She either repeated herself on purpose or unconcerned but her words were loud.
The drake, having been smacked with a face full of sticky fluids, involuntarily inhaled and noticed that this was the source of her ‘cinnamon’ scent. But now, it was amplified by a hundred and that it had a thick musk that he hadn’t noticed until now that was… arousing. Yet before he could comment or react, he was un-promptly led into one of the open stalls and shoved down onto the toilet seat.
“Whoa! Loona calm down I-” She jumped on top of him, growling at him as she stared at him with lust filled eyes. Her feet were on his knees keeping him down, making her drip on top of his groin area, which had the adverse effect of triggering his organ to come out from his slit.
His arousal, which confused him at first, was wanted greatly by Loona, as she continued her ravenous dripping over his rising erection. She shoved him back to prevent him from leaving or trying to stop her. “Loona, p-please,” He begged, albeit weakly as the sight of the ravenous and dangerous Hellhound was growling at him continuously. “I-I don’t want you to get h-hurt!”
Despite her heat-induced mind, Loona still managed to aggressively speak. “You should be wondering if you are going to survive this!” With that, she pressed her soaking crotch fur around his organ, grinding it hotly and with effort.
Spike, for his part, was worried for her sake. Not because she was smaller in size but, his draconic anatomy allowed him endurance and stamina to last longer then ponies. He wasn’t sure if a Hellhound could handle-
Said Hellhound all but grabbed his growing hard cock, feeling his ridges across her palms before guiding it to her wet snatch. He gulped as he held her firmly in palm, squeezing it harshly, a small bit of pain flaring in his body. However it soon was consumed by her flesh as she sank down on him, her lips spreading over his tip and causing both hound and drake to moan as she took his cock into her dripping hot cunt.
A small howl left the Hellhound, taking all those ridges from the drake and scraping her walls that touched almost every inch of her as she sank further and further down. Her pussy juices made it easy for him to sink into her, a gasp leaving Spike as he was inside the Hellhound’s hot depths. She was certainly hot like a dragoness, but a lot more tighter and more wet. He only was with Smolder once, as a friends-with-benefits thing, but this was way different.
Loona was in control and she was aggressive in her own way. She took most of him into her body, seeing a small bulge in her belly show, and his base to clog her lips. By then, Spike was fully inside of the Hellhound and Loona was long into a blissful howl at taking the dragon’s cock. It was almost a perfect fit with the tip having just touched her womb entrance.
It took her a moment to settle before using her feet on his knees to rise up from him, nearly pulling out his entire cock from her pussy before she growled and slammed herself down hard on him. Spike gave a hard grunt with a sigh as he once more filled the hound with his spire. She seemed to take it all, no problem. The way her walls clenched him, her walls trying to squeeze around the ridges and her body taking his high heat pretty well.
She growled as she rose once more, now placing her palms on his shoulders to control her movements. He opted to stop fighting and help her, but she snapped her maw at him. “You don’t touch me!” She growled. “I am taking your cock because you fucked me over! Now, I’m going to fuck you over!” With that, she slammed down again, this time, the slap echoing throughout the restroom.
Another rise then another slam, her juices providing much lubrication to allow his organ to glide in and out of her with ease. Spike couldn’t describe how she felt, for this was amazing and despite her being in control, she was well disciplined to come down on him. Her will to take control while in a Heat induced mind on a dragon was sheer madness. But then again… he was dealing with a Hellhound after all.
Loona was now running on instinct to fuck the dragon below her but still sane enough to remain in control and to make sure that he was her bitch at the moment. Her pussy enjoyed this ‘barney’ colored motherfucker like never before. His cock was hot, his body was hot and he was hot, though she would never dare admit that. No, not even the fact that just his ridges alone were enough to touch every inch of her pussy made her feel wild! He wasn’t even playing with her tits, which angered her more but realized that this fucker had no idea how, so she left it that, focusing more on getting off.
She settled to a steady motion of bouncing on his cock now and letting her legs touch the floor, while still remaining in motion. Pre-cum was starting to leak from his tip and fill her womb, adding to the juices that fell from her. Luckily they were in a toilet so everything that fell, directly fell into the bowl.
Spike had long accepted her control and sat back as the Hellhound rode him. He wanted to help her, but just like Smolder, she was going to stay in control and do everything herself.
She continued to fuck herself senseless on dragon cock until she finally had him sink his tip to breach her womb and spread it open. “Fuck!” She moaned harder and an unexpected orgasm tore through her, spraying hot canid juices on his thighs which trickled down into the toilet which sounded like someone was urinating on it.
Spike hadn’t come in awhile and her actions had him leading to a close orgasm but she stopped when she came. A whimper left him but she gave a grunt. “I-Im not done, just give me a minute.”
And so he sat there and waited until she resumed, though this time, she made him grab her hips to help. Both claws around them and he quickly worked with rhythm with her, allowing them to both enjoy this much quicker.
Her sensitive cunt was already getting ready for another orgasm, but she felt like this drake was getting ready for his own. Not stopping, she growled as she bounced faster on top of him, making sure that his tip breached her womb over and over again, her moans and growls echoing the restrooms.
Spike could feel his approaching orgasm and held out as long as he could to warn her. “L-Loona-a! I-I’m gonna-”
“Me too! Fucking hell!” She clenched around his cock, trying to squeeze the cum out of him. “Fucking flood me, you fucking dragon. I want my heat gone!”
Spike now contributed and put effort into making her cum, thrusting quickly into her pussy and making Loona howl. With his aid, she slammed herself down hard onto him, taking him down to his base and groaned with him. Spike let out a draconic growl that vibrated her and sent them both to a mind blowing orgasm.
His cock shot thick gooey spurts of hot dragon cum deep into her womb and flooding it. A bulge formed on her belly as he flooded her, while Loona herself came harder than she has ever cummed in her life. The twitching and made growls of pleasure coursing through them was like a literal volcano exploding into her cunt.
She settled against his chest as the orgasm passed through them both, noting that he had wrapped his arms around her back and gave light rubs to them. All their fluids fell into the toilet so, thankfully, there was less of a cleanup.
When both had settled down after that, Loona and Spike walked out together a bit awkwardly but far more… content with one another.
Loona, still red faced but far more relieved now, managed to softly speak. “I uh… ‘thank you’ for that. I-I didn’t think it would be that strong for me.”
Spike gave a reassuring smile. “It’s fine and I get it. You wanted to leave your dimension to escape your heat but I guess crossing over didn’t help out, did it?”
She shook her head. “No, it made it worse but… I appreciate the help with it.” A pause and she gave a small weary glance. “Are… are there any dragon/diamond dog hybrids out there?”
The purple and green drake froze at what she had stated. While there were all sorts of magical creatures and hybrids out in the world, he knew nothing of ‘those’ kinds of cross species. He really was just hoping she was not going to get pregnant, so he opted to ease her mind. “None that come to mind and besides, I don’t think you should worry. Dragons and Hellhounds are probably way off to be compatible with one another. Not to mention dimensions and magical differences are a huge factor.”
“Right… right…” She muttered. Then both fell into silence. For a moment, the deep rescinding thought of potential offspring filled their minds and many half formed ideas came to mind, yet it would only bathe in their pool for a moment before Spike slowly offered his claw to her.
She looked at the claw then up at him, questioning his motive. “If there is no sense in worrying about it until we know for sure, then for now, I can still help you get used to living here for the time being. I can still show you the best of what us ‘prissy’ Canterlot ponies and dragons can show you.”
The warmth in his smile, the fanged charm and the calm tone did it so much for her. She was wondering if the mistake to this world was now a wonderful blessing or a pre-destined meeting. With care, she took his claw and both headed out.
Loona was treated to the rest of Canterlot as Spike had the guards and staff to treat her like a V.I.P. A luxury and a title she has never had before that made her feel special for the first time. A hidden appease for her mind, body and soul as she was given a kind of special treatment.
While many commented on her being a ‘Diamond dog’ of sorts, he told her just to accept it. That she was one but of a better breed, quality, intelligence and cunningness. Where that last one came from, she knew not, but she didn’t comment or correct him.
As the day progressed, she was more entranced by the lucrative and magical aspect of this dimension. While magic or science were not as flashy or used often in the Nine circles, unless you were a Lord, Lady, Boss, etc, this was more flashy with charm and cuteness.
The unicorns used their horns, the pegasi used their wings and the earth ponies their hooves to grasp shit that they shouldn't be able to. Then came the biggest thing that she saw on all the ponies, though none of the other species and Spike had. “Hey, what’s with their weird ass tattoos. Everypony here has some kind of thing for tramp stamps and all that?”
Spike snorted a laugh. “Heh, no. That is their Cutie Marks. Each pony has one based around their special talent and what appears on their flanks is a representation of that.”
“So what their special talent is… is branded on their asses?” Crud but she received a nod. “And… they get their names, based on the Cutie Mark, when they are born?”
“No, that comes after. Like years later, usually when they are foals or teenagers.”
“That makes no fucking sense! How the fuck do they get their names based on their ass marks if that shit don’t appear until way later!?”
“One of life's greatest mysteries! Or… the creator has some weird sense of humor.”
“...I can believe the latter if you have more than one deity or god or some shit like that.”
“Ugh, don’t remind me. We have a list as long as your tail with gods, demi-gods and other deities that exist. As far as I know, the ponies have their gods, we dragons have our own, the griffins, yak, changelings and yeah, even that mule over there has his own god.”
Loona crossed her arms. “So anyone here can be right and everyone here can be wrong, then?”
“Pretty much.”
“And the gods are just among you or do they have some divine temple or something they live at?”
“We have one that lives with my best friend, whom he married too. I think they are expecting their first foal soon.”
Loona gave him a look of indifference. “Gods and mortals having children? Shit, that is like some weird mythology that we got in hell too.”
“Huh, I guess there is not that much of a difference then. But if you want, I can go on and explain more.”
Spike and Loona spent the rest of the day talking and walking around. The culture, the history, the creatures involved, began as a story far into the past that blended into the present of the last decade with current affairs still in progress. It blew her mind that not only was this still a different dimension, but with just a bit more brighter colors then the other world.
Hell, even now, after their quick fuck-session earlier, she still had an affliction for Spike as he spoke on and on. It was rare that she could stand anyone talking this long, especially for hours on end, but he did so without irritating her. Perhaps because her liking towards him made him tolerable… or maybe she just didn’t know what else to do since she had no cell service in another dimension.
By the setting sun, Spike decided it was time to head back to the castle. This time, he invited her to the suites of the castle where guests and V.I.Ps were given luxurious commodities.
He led her to her room for the time and when those doors opened, her mouth dropped and her eyes grew wide. “Welcome to V.I.P guest room.” He invited her to show the scale of it to her. The size of the room was easily bigger than the office she worked at and three times the size of her own little square! The bed alone was almost twice her size, the bathroom off to the room was in of itself a spacious area and she even had a balcony!
Seeing her flabbergasted look had Spike feeling smug and gave her a nod. “Yeah, I know it's a lot to take in but we do have to treat foreign dignitaries and… well dimensional hellhounds with respect, so I hope it's to your liking?”
A slow nod from Loona was given. She gave steps inside to witness the bright lit room with chandeliers and white style wall colors. The soft cushion-like carpet beneath her paws was almost heavenly and softly textured that it tickled them. Okay, now she was once again hot and bothered but because he was treating her like a fucking princess, noting that he went on despite her face turning to lust once more.
Spike pointed to the restroom. “Bathroom is there and yes we do have hot water. There is also a phone next to the bed if you need to order room service. This bed was made from a thousand woven cloud strands and-”
“You just wanna skip the intro and just go straight to railing me on this bed?” She cut him off all of a sudden.
Spike gave a ‘Huh?’ to her sharp cut off and sudden change in attitude. Without waiting for a response, she walked in further, took off her clothes in almost single motion with both hands and sat on the bed with her legs spread open and her breasts out for display.
The effect, while odd, was almost immediate for him. Having no issue with understanding her anatomy any more, he walked in, closing the door with his tail and approached the Hellhound. His arousal was slow, just because he wasn’t prepared. He inhaled her scent once more, taking in deep breaths before taking in her cinnamon spiced scent and allowing his spire to pop out from his slit.
Loona licked her chomps as she saw his barbed cock come out, ready to take that wonderful beast. She flashed him a fanged smile, reeling back more on the bed and spreading her legs to give him a nice look at her wet lips.
“Give it a nice long bath, big guy! I need you in me without issue!” She teased him as she reached down and spread her lips further.
Spike was hypnotized at this point and dropped to his knees before the Hellhound and moved head in between her legs. He held no hesitation as this was a personal invite with permission to go to town on her. His long, serpentine tongue came out and landed on her labia, almost flooded with the tang of her taste. Her cinnamon now turned sweet with a low bitter tone, unlike his gems that lasted with a savory copper. It was unique and that he felt that he could bottle this up and save it for a nice day.
His mouth pressed against her, his upper jaw pressing on her clit and earning a gasp. He pressed his long tongue up and down on her, lapping at her with intent. By now, Spike’s own organ decided to fully come out from his body and twitch at full mass.
Loona moaned at the drake as he ate her out with much vigor, not like she has experienced being eaten out. She has licked herself but could never maintain it long enough for her to cum. Unlike her tongue that was flat, his serpentine one was thinner but tickled her in such a way that it almost made her pleasure doubled. The way its forked middle could flick up and down at the same time while his hot mouth, hotter than her own, added to her pleasure. By then, she was a dripping mess but one that he lapped up faster than a drop could land on the bed.
His draconic nature gave him far more endurance and stamina that he utilized to his advantage. He grabbed either side of her legs, placed them on his shoulder, lifted her up and really dug his tongue into her, making the Hellhound moan louder than before.
The claws of his tug slightly into her legs, the angle while uncomfortable, and the slow bending on her back, all fueled her fire all the more. He seemed to really enjoy eating her out, to the point where his tongue now buried itself into her and held onto her firmly as he lifted her higher up.
The hellhound no longer cared who heard them, as her moans grew louder. Her claws dug into the sheets of the bed, with her upper legs trying to lock around his head. Her left palm kneaded her breast and pinched her nipple as Spike continued his visceral licking of her pussy. She knew not why this change of his attitude but right now, she couldn’t care.
Her approaching orgasm was also a surprise for she had the pressure building almost quickly. Her juices came out like a river at this point and the dragon was a hole taking it all in with stride. His organ had swung them both back and forth, as if he was ready for his partaking in his release. His tip leaked draconic seed onto the bed, half knowing they would be changed in the morning.
He then quickly pulled up and lined his cock to her pussy, getting a quick nod from her before he sank himself into the white Hellhound. She was about to howl but he quickly held it with his claws and only vibrated down her body. “Not here,” He warned though it came out like a growl that it sent shivers down her spine. “They will hear it. Bite into my scales as hard as you can or the pillow.”
His turn to take control, he grabbed a pillow, pushed it into her mouth. She bit on it, he slammed himself into her and her muffled moan gave out loud and long, her eyes glazing over in an instant. He didn’t stop to allow her to reocover and began to fuck her senseless. Knowing that the Hellhound could take it, he pistoned in and out of her pussy while holding her down with most of it body weight on her.
Despite his weight, she took it and his cock, her blissful state not allowing her to wrap her legs around him. She moaned into the pillow, saliva matting it as Spike continued to pound into her hot depths once more. Spike had never been like this before but Loona helped change him, to be a bit more aggressive on the bed.
As he continued his relentless thrusts, he leaned down and began to lightly nibble on her neck, triggering a louder moan from her, wrapping her arms and legs around him in reflex. His teeth scraped through fur and pressed hard against her skin. Hot white bone made contact; an almost immediate orgasm from her as she squirts hard on the bed and staining the sheets, though on he went.
Spike growled on her body, sending vast shivers on her frame as he felt her clench on him. He himself didn’t want to make her beg for it, so he pushed for an orgasm on her as much as possible while trying to cum as well.
He thrusted with ease into her pussy, waiting to hit her cervix yet, holding legs with one claw and wrapping his other claw on her head. She was hysterically half growling or moaning in this state, her body in spasms as pleasure wracked over her.
The drake knew that he wanted her to be satisfied and more so, that she remembered this for a long time. His teeth returned to soft nibbles but ran across her neck and chest, with his tongue occasionally coming out to lap at her. Oh, that worked wonders and she held no complaint as her teeth sunk deeper into the pillow and tore through fabric and cotton. Her walls clenched hard, he growled onto her neck and gave the barest of pressure on the skin.
Loona still managed to howl through the pillow as a second orgasm came from her pussy, while Spike held back a bite with all his might as he too came hard. He pressed the tip into her womb once more, flaring and spilling hot seed within and filling her with warmth unlike Hellfire could never ever state.
Her hips rolled up and down, prolonging her orgasmic bliss moment, while Spike stayed lodged into her body, keeping that cum within and hopefully quenching her heat.
For now, their minds were absent if consequences were made, but for now, he kept himself happy and her as well during their post orgasm bliss.
Once their orgasm settled, Spike wrapped his arms around Loona in a comforting embrace. Something neither was used to, but the Hellhound was… welcoming to say the least. She had never been with anyone like this, let alone being comforted.
The hardness of his scales, the pointed snout that pressed against her ear in soft nips, the gentle caress of his large claws roaming her body as he kept her close while his large wings covered them. His hot breath tickling her ears made her warm, his excess seed spilling from her body leaving her feeling whole and wanted, a placid member still pressing against her but not forcing itself in. She knew he could go again, but her permission was needed first.
She fell asleep wrapped up in his arms and wings wrapped around her. Not that she complained that night.
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The day after, Loona learned more about this world and its inhabitants, its culture, its history and the rest of the world. Unlike the other place, this was truly a magical place of prosperity, peace and care. She was indifferent to stares that long became a casual glance and now, was happy to roam about in peace.
Another thing was the early signs of her heat returning, meaning that his seed didn’t take hold and she was not pregnant. Upon announcing this, both had released a sigh of relief but mentally, they suffered a small minor ache.
After that, he showed her the more lucrative side of Canterlot, which after a small brief tour of what it was, became a tame thing to what the Hellhound was used to. Not long after that, he told of a festival coming tomorrow involving the anniversary of the defeat of the Legion of Doom. Twilight would also return tomorrow night to hopefully be able to help Loona return to her dimension.
It was something Spike didn’t want…
He made the best of it because he wanted her to have good memories of a place outside of Hel. The hope was that she would visit often or spend longer periods of time here. Despite the attitude and her vibe at first, he had come to enjoy her. Yeah, the sex was part of it, but it was also the fact that he could not hold back with her and she was no one to fuck with. She took nothing from anycreature and she voiced her thoughts. Not always a good thing but it let him and those around him know what she was about. However this week would end by tomorrow, he would make this her greatest memory.
Truth be told, Loona hated how she was being corrupted by this dimension’s frilly and prissy nature, but loved…err, enjoyed this dragon’s care for her. She never received this amount of attention in Hell, even through her adopted father Blitzo. Well, scratch that, she got too much but it wasn’t the same as here. Spike was thoughtful, funny, cute and a helluva good fucking lay. His cock makes Hellhounds look tame at best. How she ended up here, no one fucking knew, but she was happy to have ended here.
She just didn’t like knowing that she may have to break his heart when she left home. She knew of heartbreaks and crushes being squashed, aware of the aftermath and the pain that comes after. Despite her hellion origins, she still had enough of a heart not to break him.
The day blended through as he showed her the best of everything, even offering to buy her little trinkets, though she opted out of that since she wasn’t aware of what will happen if they cross dimensions due to the magical differences. She didn’t deny any food however.
One conversation that did come up held an uncertain role for him when she brought it up. “So, outside of me, you have no relationship with anyone else?”
Spike had to pause on that, not sure how to answer it properly. He opted for giving her a shortened response. “I-I was proposed to be a consort to someone else, another dragon, and I turned her down.” Loona blinked at this. He further elaborated. “She wanted me to stay with her in the DragonLands permanently and be with her, but that would mean being away from Twilight and my friends. Sure I would be able to visit but… it wouldn’t be the same. If I left, what would they do without me?”
Loona sniffed and cocked her head. “Weren’t you alone for the last couple of days with your friends off doing their own thing? I mean, they all have their own lives to live, what’s stopping you from living yours?”
He tried to answer, but couldn’t. She gave him a small grin. “My suggestion is that if you truly want to be here, in this world or any, you take your chances and live them as best as possible. If you stay in one place too long, you’ll never experience the best and the worst of the world. It's the reason we are alive, to take risks and know that despite what may happen, you are living to your fullest.”
He reflected on her words the rest of the day, knowing she was right. Just because others had their own things to do, didn’t and shouldn’t mean he would stay and mop in a castle. Not to mention that his proposal wasn’t an end to something, it was the beginning of something else possibly.
By night, they retreated back to the castle, though this time, there was no denial in their physical needs as Loona’s heat came back. Apparently dragon seed was good for quenching heats, but not knocking up Hellhounds. So, bending her over on the bed and making her howl as he fucked her senseless happened multiple times through the night. And it was a night both would forever remember and treasure.
Come next morning however, Twilight had returned early, wanting to prepare for the festival early. She was not aware of what news would come when Spike came to her first by presenting Loona to her. After a brief explanation of her arrival from another dimension and not the one from Sunset’s world, Twilight had many questions ready to ask but settled only for one for now since she was late to do other things and knew that she was trouble from the start and the few complaints she had received.
“Do you have anything physical from your world or dimension that we could use as a conduit to send you back?” She knew that just like the book, a conduit had to be made between that world and their own to act as a bridge.
Loona gave a half shrug. “Other than the clothes on my back. What you want me to give up my fucking panties or someting?”
Her crude language was not something Twilight wanted to deal with as well, with the mouth the queen had in Panthera. Breathing in and then out, she calmly explained to Loona. “It would have to be something visible.” A pause as she saw Loona with a phone. “That would work.”
Loona blinked, looked at her, then at her phone. It took a hot second to click and she promptly shoved it down her short pockets. “Like fuck I am going to give up my phone!”
Twilight frowned at her. “That is the only thing that would probably hold the portal long enough for you to get through. Otherwise it would be thirty moons before it opens and even then, we are not sure if it's going to be your dimension.”
A growl left Loona, though it morphed into a small whine. “Fuuuuuuck. I have so many pictures and info on here that I want to take with me! I need to make my da- Blitzo so mad because I visited a dimension where ponies are fucking everywhere!”
Spike wanted nothing more than to keep her here to stay with him, but it wouldn’t be fair to either of them to deny something like home, even if it was Hel.
Knowing the inevitable of departure, he asked Twilight to provide her with a bag of pictures of ponies, literature and even journals of what had transpired. This seemed to ease her greatly, though the irate of her lost phone was still present.
As Twilight began to prepare the mirror to house the phone, Spike turned to Loona. His face showed signs of distress and sadness, a coming of his time with Loona.
“Are… are you sure that-” she stopped him with a finger to his snout.
“I know what you wanna say, I know what I want to say, but know that I did have fun. You treated me like a fucking princess-” A small look came from Twilight upon hearing that but continued to work on the machine. “-And I will always appreciate that. But I have to go back home. I don’t belong in your… piece of ‘Heaven’ here. I belong in my personal Hell and that is where I choose to be.”
Spike felt heartstruck at that but he nodded with sadness. “Spike,” Twilight called to him. “Can you help me with this real quick?” This prompted him to sigh and nod. “Sure.” He answered dutifully.
As he left Loona, her eyes scanned the rest of the room, noting all the items and trinkets, though a particular and somewhat surprising item was on display. She studied it further with a grin forming on her face.
Spike gave Twilight a hand on an adjuster with the phone finally being able to connect. As soon as it did, the phone lit up as did the mirror portal. Instead of bright colors, there was a fiery haze and the smell of ozone. The smell came through, prompting Spike’s nose to twitch in different but Twilight to cover her nose.
Loona quickly shoved it in her pants while walking with something behind her back. Approaching, she could already smell the scent of Hell’s nature… odor. Sighing, she smiled and approached Spike. “I guess… that’s my cue.”
Spike smiled weakly though she was quick to lean up to him and give him a lick to the side of his snout
“If I can, I'll try to visit once more,” She slipped something to the back of his claw and hid it from Twilight’s view. “Thank you for everything… Prince Spike.” Spike grasped what she had slipped him as she pulled away. Twilight teleported a small bag to her.
“I gathered a few things in a quick session that you can take to your world. I hope that these souvenirs will suffice for the loss of your phone, Loona.”
“Thanks Princess Purple, glad to know that the ponies over here ain't too bad!” Twilight wanted to correct her but let it go. Loona then turned to Spike. “Remember what I told you, take chances and live it up to its fullest.”
Spike managed a genuine smile. “I will, thanks Loona.” The Hellhound winked and without hesitation walked back into the portal. The second she did, the phone short circuited and sparked hard, causing it to fry and close the mirror.
He held back a tear though he smiled at the warm memories he had with the Hellhound. Twilight made sure that the mirror was properly closed before she turned to Spike. “So… what did happen while I was away besides an interdimensional Diamond Dog or Hellhound popping through?”
Spike blushed and opted to shrug casually. “Not much, though I knew that with her, I learned a lot.”
“Like what?”
He paused. “Well, having a back bone when it comes down to dealing with people and individuals and such.”
Twilight lifted a brow. “That’s it?”
He knew he could say more but decided with a nod and to dodge anything else. “Yeah, but first let's monitor the Festival. There still is a lot to do.”
Not arguing but hated denied information, she walked with Spike out of the room. He gave a glance back at the mirror and squeezed the object in claw. ‘Let’s see if it works across dimensions,” As he held the flask like machine.
Loona had taken the other part of the two pieces. A pair of portal panties, so maybe it wouldn’t be a lonely night tonight.
Spike took her words to heart not long after and decided to send a letter to Ember, accepting her proposal and hoping that she would come by tomorrow. It was time he started to live his own life, with and without his friends.
When the festival started later that afternoon and into the night, Spike sat on top of the balcony of one of the towers, seeing the many down below. As he did this, he held the flask which when opened the screw top, revealed a small inner tube. There was a button under the top that when pressed, would activate a portal and from said portal, whomever was wearing those panties would have their pussy come through. Twilight warranted this as a dangerous product since it could break dimensional barriers but… he felt a little like a Hellion and was going to enjoy this a few times before he and Ember would come together.
He waited a few seconds before fuzzy white hair and a plump set of Hellhound pussy lips appeared. Grining, he leaned in, hotly blew into them, whispering. “Hey Loona, miss me already?”
Not bothering to get an answer, he lapped at her lips and managed to hear the moan vibrate through the cylinder, knowing full well, it was his favorite Hellhound.
Despite spaces and dimensions apart, both Hellhound and Dragon would spend many times together, still enjoying their blissful long distant relationship, never forgetting the chances they would be taking for a long time to come.