The life and times of Lafayette Ryder

Sujenymos has already landed by the time we arrive on the field and most of the young dragons have congregated around him; feeding, speaking to, and pleasuring him as he calls for it. Twilight and I leave the car and approach him, ignoring the multitude of youngsters between his legs and the half consumed Borometz sheep near his head, when we near him he looks too us and flashes what I can only assume to be a dragon’s version of a smile.

“I must thank you my friend; this is a most splendid welcome and a wonderful buffet you have prepared for us. My children and I are quite pleased by it.” He twists his neck around and lowers his head to the ground; from where I stand I can now look him directly in the eye.

“Glad to hear that Sujey.” He chuckles at the nickname I’ve given him.

“Sujey, eh? Well it’s better than my last title of Suerayjemnos the bastard!”

“Sure is,” I agree, “so this may just be morbid curiosity but I’ve just got to ask; you said that all the dragons under your rule were your children… if that’s true then…well…” I nod towards the dozen females servicing him at the moment.

“Oh, them? They are not my children they are mine wives!” he lets loose an earth quaking guffaw at my misunderstanding.

“So if all the dragons you rule are your biological offspring,” Twilight begins, “where do you find mates?”

Sujey laughs again and grunts a bit in pleasure as one of his brides fondles him. “My good, old friend Duwiqdencaf supplies them; every year he grants my twelve of his daughters to keep as companions and sire more children with, and every year I graciously present him with a baker’s dozen, I do believe that is the correct term, of my finest whelp so that his family may grow as well. I give him one more than he gives me so he’ll always be in my dept in case I need his assistance with anything!” the aged dragon winks at us and sighs, blowing a thin stream of flame through his lips as he does.

“Wouldn’t that soon become incestuous?” Twilight asks curiously.

“What? No, I only mate with my own mistresses who are Duwiqdencaf’s children and not my own, likewise he only mates with my gifted daughters and not his own.” He argues.

“But-”

“Drop it Twi.” I step in to prevent any accidental insults being exchanged.

“I would just like to thank you aga-” the silver patriarch’s words are cut short as he moans in pleasure. “Do forgive me, I hope my wives action’s do not disturb you, we’ve been flying for nearly a week without respite and they are eager to…” he waves a claw lazily in the air as he racks his mind for the word. “How you say?”

“Fuck?” I offer.

“Exactly!” he exclaims.

“Don’t worry about it,” I assure him, “I can respect a man, dragon or otherwise, who can receive oral sex and negotiate diplomacy simultaneously.”

“HAH!” Sujey rewards my joke with a deafening roar of laughter. “As do I! Hades, every time the three heads of the dragon families meet we bring our finest females along with us to fornicate with and boast about.”

“I think we should do that next time we go talk to Celly.” I nudge Twilight and receive a solid punch to the thigh for my words.

“NO.” she says, ending the discussion on that topic.

Sujey laughs a bit more and readjusts his body.

“Sergeant Ryder?”

“Yes?” I turn my attention back to the elephant in the room, or perhaps I should say dragon in the field.

“Where did you acquire such delicious vitals such as these?” he asks as he delves into the Borometz sheep again, making Twilight gag a bit.

“I created them, if you wish I can make some seeds for you and the other dragon families,” I conjure a few sacks of watermelon sized seeds, “just plant them in a bit of soil and water them, wait a day or two and you’ll have a brand new plant with fifty or so sheep. After that; just skin them and eat away, if you open the skulls you’ll find more seeds and can grow even more plants.”

“Many thanks,” Sujey says as he calls for one of his mates to retrieve and store the burlap sacks I made for him, “but I have one question.”

“Shoot.” I tell him.

“Why must we skin the meat-fruit of these vines? When we first feasted on the ones you so generously grew for us they were naked and had soft flesh through which our teeth easily tore.”

“We already sheared those ones, they have thick wool that grows on their body, to eat it would be a folly.”

“Ahh, thank you for explaining that…hmm,” the silver king hums from deep within his throat, almost a purring sound, “I wonder how bedding made of such a substance would be?”

“Well wool is very soft and fluffy.” Twilight tells him.

“No, I’d prefer a nice bed of gems and jewels over that any day.” He refuses the idea.

“To each their own,” I say, “I like soft bedding.”

“How strange, I thought all creatures enjoyed to slumber on a horde akin to my own.” He scratches his chin at the unexpected knowledge.

“Nope.” I tell him.

“Well then, what do you use gem for?” he questions.

“Accessories and money.” Twilight tells him.

“What a silly thing to do.” He grumbles. “Oh well, I guess if you can’t find pleasure in a earthen bed than you may as well get some use, even if it’s a foolish use, from mother Zaranquenyes’ scales.”

“Hmm?” Twilight murmurs

“Don’t you know how jewels came to be?” He asks, shocked by my wife’s apparent ignorance to such common dragon lore.

“No.” Twilight tells him.

“Oh,” he grunts, “remind me sometime and I’ll enlighten you on the history of the dragons and how this land was made, for now I must attend to my wives, I’ve kept them waiting far too long.”

“I’ll definitely take you up on that offer!” twilight shouts as Sujey turns to his many brides and whispers to them in his own tongue.

“See you later Sujey!” I call as his wives set about taking turns mounting him and quickly collapsing in post orgasmic bliss.

“Should you stop by in an hour or so my wives will be content and we may speak more.” Sujenymos says to us as we get in the truck and drive away.

We drive over to a diner to get some lunch while we wait for the king to finish his frolicking and fucking. We walk in sit down and a waitress rushes over to our table immediately.

“What can I get for you Mr.-”

“Mr. Ryder.” I correct her before she even has a chance to use that stupid nickname.

“Um…Ok, Mr. Ryder. What can I get for you today?”

“Triple cheeseburger, no tomato, a large order of French fries and a beer.”

“Peirce Brother’s ok?” the waitress asks me.

“That’s fine.” I answer.

“And for you Miss Ryder?” the waitress asks Twi.

“A Ceaser salad and the veggie pot pie.”

“Anything to drink?”

“Cider please.”

“Mmmkay I’ll have that right out for you.” the young women smiles at us and walks away. As soon as she’s gone Twi slumps her head on the table and sighs.

“What, watching a twenty ton dragon get sucked off not your thing?” I ask sarcastically.

“No, well yeah, it’s just that I’ve never really studied dragons even though I’ve raised a baby one myself. It feels like I’ve missed out on an entire branch of knowledge and…and…and AAGGGHH!” Twi groans and scoots her head over so the waitress can set our food down. I thank the girl and take a big bite out of my burger.

“Don’t worry about it Twi, you’ll get to learn plenty about it tonight.”

“Why is that?”

“I’m sure Sujenymos would be glad to tell you all about it. How’s the food?”

“Not bad, I really like these potatoes and kale, they taste great.”

“Well I’m glad we made a good selection of crops to grow.”

“Yeah.”

“What’s up?”

“Nothing…”

“Come on Twi, I know when you’re bullshitting me. so tell me what’s up.”

“You’ve been so depressed lately-”

“Don’t change the subject. I know I’ve been feeling shitty lately and I know why. Know tell me what’s up with you.”

“It’s what the girl said, what all your people seem to call me “Miss Ryder”, it reminds me that…”

“That imma kick the bucket before you’re even halfway through your life.”

“Yeah.”

I reach over and hold Twilight’s soft hoof in my rough hand.

“I’m not planning on dying anytime soon, and I’ll be damned if I go before I accomplish everything I’ve set out to do.”

“How many things do you have left to do?”

“I’m going to insure that this world is as great as it can be. I plan to bring peace here, for everyone; ponies, griffins, humans, dragons, everyone. And I’m not going to let anything stop me until I look out and see my people not only thriving but really living, until the world is fixed, until my family is happy. I’m not going anywhere soon Twi, I’ll be right by your side for years to come. Now promise me that you’ll stop obsessing about this and just enjoy whatever time we’re together.”

“Ok, I promise.”

We finish our food and head back the clearing; Sujey should be done by now. As we drive back through town I say a quick prayer thanking God for letting things go well and that they stay that way.

As we near the clearing my heart drops at the sight before me.

So much for things going well.