Hot Summer In The Dragon City.

by Lunasservant1985

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, Other, Romance, Original Character, Second Person, Spike, Adventure, Sex, Ember, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 7416

You are being welcomed into the largest and oldest cities ever built by the dragon empire, and you're about to meet the ruler of this domain.

You always had a thing for dragons, found them cool; empowering, and exotic. Now you're being shown around an entire city of them! You're here in the hopes of making peace and prosperity between their proud and ancient civilization, but to do that you must meet and appease the Dragon Lord. The one they call...Empress Ember.

Published 2016-06-17 01:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-06-17 01:10:01 UTC

Hail Empress Ember!

Hail Empress Ember!

The hot sun streams down on you as you steady your hand to the paper, you're sketching. Your preferred drawing is one of many, it's a drawing of a dragon. You want to give him more a neutral or even a smiling profile as opposed to the usual snarling or growling way they are often drawn. You weren't short on models either! You were being lead to the edge of the cliffs over the red canyons of ZurEnArh...at least that's the draconic name for the land, the name the dragons call it. The ponies map it out as The Land of Zah, but you have impressed the locals with your understanding of their tongue.

When you and your people first made contact with pony society and Equestria as a whole, you wouldn’t have dared set foot anywhere near the domain of the dragons. Not after the stories from Princess Twilight and her friends. They had gone there some time ago to help their friend Spike and were lucky to return unscathed after an encounter with a dragon named Garble and the teen-aged dragons.

Now, almost six months after they had traveled there, you and the mane six, as well as a convoy of diplomats from human and pony society, found yourself returning to the Dragon Lands in the the land know as ZurEnArh for the second time. the first trip there had come only because Spike had under gone a strange condition similar to his first growth spurt. You considered the little dragon to be your only ‘bro’ in this world. As a guy, he understood you, and you understood him. It wasn't like many humans here could sympathize or relate to you since you often found yourself in the company of diplomats and politicians.

It was that understanding that had led to you accompanying him on his trip, and you were glad you did. Ponies and humans where holding a summit in the capital of ZurEnarh, and you where there as a "straight man" or "every-man" meant to act as a neutral or sympathetic side in case things got sour.

The convoy of large more feral drakes carry the carts of ponies and humans; the caravans also held wagons of the finest cut gems, hand and hoof crafted gold and silver jewelry and pottery, large enough for all but the largest of dragons to wear and use, fine armor and war hammers and axes, with swords for the higher ranking officials, and most of all spices and and sugars that even they couldn't resist. including a few of the finest dishes prepared by the best cooks and bakers of Equestria. From the marzipan meringue madness of Ponyville's Sugar Cube Corner, to the Cherry Ranch's newest delicacy Cherry Chimichungas. (With savory Ricotta fillings) Even their appetites would be appreciative of these fine taste sensations.

Some of the larger dragons were borderline beastly and stood above you and the ponies, but others where no bigger than said ponies only slightly more muscular or about a head taller. More akin to you're companion the drake dragon Spike. You believed Spike was a drake breed because of his lack of horns and wings. While your knowlage of the Dragons was limited you knew Drakes traditionally lacked the flight and more menacing aspects of dragons. Making them more akin to the Raptors of the dinosaur family back home as opposed to the near Tyrannosaurs sized giants that guarded the caravan. Spike sat beside you helping himself to some pearls, a delicacy to him, though they were and offering to the Court Of Dragons.

"You're not gonna tell anyone I ate these will you?" The adolescent drake said as another of the clear stones went crunch in his maw. The slender build and the now slightly sharper scales made him look less like the innocent baby Twilight knew him as and more like the more "civil" ones that sat watching the ponies in their carts. You smiled at the dragon and flipped the page in your sketchbook.

"Nah bro, those lizards will have more than enough to chew on once we enter the city proper." You tell him before showing him the latest entry in your sketches. "So what do you think? Like it?"

"Heh pretty sweet, like how you captured a more, smug or pride side of them than a vicious raging side." Beside the both of you, a large dragon, bigger and more ancient than the ones with a size more parable to the other humans and the ponies snorts softly.

"Hmmph, you should know little whelp that even the most...intimidating of us are not ALL raving beasts with no sense of honor or dignity. Do you look at me and see a beast in the same vein as the orange ones; with sharp teeth and loud growls, that the witches use as mounts?' He asks you as much as he does Spike.

"Hey that young dragon Garble didn't exactly give me something to be prideful about my heritage with, also Ember didn't give me any better of a reason the first time I met her." Spike retorts to the elder fearlessly.

“She believes that fixing relations with ALL our neighboring kingdoms would be wise,” he bellows. The more he talks, the more you get the idea that this might be one of the smartest if not prideful, dragons in the world. You’ve seen more than a few dragons yourself, that could even speak, but as spike said not too many of them painted the species in a positive light. “Name's Askatosh by the way, what are your's hatching and fleshy whelp?” He ask you both, as he cranes his neck in your directions. you and spike tell him and he chuckles in his throat.

The cliffs edge come into view and you both can now get a good look at the dragon city ZurEnArrh, capital of ZurEnArh. The naming thing isn't too odd, it reminds you of the city of New York in the state of New York. The buildings of the city were carved out of the sides of the canyon cliffs and inside they were cut into the mesas and buttes of the canyon proper. It wasn't anything like you expected; you initially expected a dingy and poorly constructed city and the whole canyon to be dried out and devoid of water or civil order.

The dragons were actually quite well adapted, the river running through the canyon was well irrigated and expanded with canals and green water dragons with fin like arms and flippers swam along the water towing barges and ferrying the inhabitants around, the flying ones flew in the air in formations and patters that made sense to them and them alone. "It's amazing." Spike says as he takes in the towering and perfectly cut structures of the city.

"Just wait until you see Ember, she's asked to see that human personally."

"Why Me?" You ask Ashkatosh as he and the other dragons lead the convoy down a road ramp into the city proper.

"She says you're the only one that doesn't leave a bad taste in her mouth." He replies.

It's odd seeing Ember this way, not that you haven't seen her before, it's just that she's not in her armor and battle garb. Rather she wears a white skirt with a golden trim around the edges; fine fur sandals on her feet claws, a white linen top that's quite short and like her skirt has a gold trim around the edges, she has ropes of pearls around her neck and gold bracelets on her wrists. Her sharp ears pierced with diamond earrings, and another in her bared midriff and navel, flicking her tongue out for a second to take a drink of the dream-berry wine reveals that she even has a silver ball piercing through her dragon tongue. "Welcome my...friends, especially you Spike and you human." She says before setting the silver goblet back on her silver tray off to the side of her throne.

The throne itself was was solid gilded gold and in-lain with emeralds; diamonds, rubies, sapphires, and basically an entire dragon's hoard in a single piece of furniture. "Hello yourself Ember, though I ask you not call me "human," I do have a proper name." You tell her as she gets up and takes her staff in her hands. She struts over to the window overlooking the city with a balcony. She takes a brief look at everything she ruled before turning back to you. The male drake beside you chuckles softly and takes a seat on the red velvet cushion as she stands before you both.

"Ember, you wanted Spike and myself to be by your side because...we didn't leave a bad taste in your mouth? What did you mean by that?" You ask her as she chuckles and holds glasses of wine to you both. "Oh Spike and I can't...we're both only eighteen."

"Oh you big babies, dragons as old as thirteen are known to drink, so suck it up and live a little." She says with a slightly offended growl. Spike takes the wine glass with no qualms and took a long drawn out sip of the wine. You have more reservations about it but it IS wine after all, a drink can't hurt. "As for what I meant, I think you too are...well especially you...Sketch.

"Ember, Sketch isn't my name either." You interrupt her.

"Nor is it one that says much your ferociousness as it would as a dragon name, but I am a little impressed by...this." She says holding up your sketch pad and flipping through the pages of drawings of other dragons you've made. "Though that's not what I admire in you, it's rather your...sense of mellowness and love of the simpler things. It's almost an antithesis of being a dragon, but maybe that's what draws me to males like you and you...Spike." She says giggling at him softly. The older purple drake blushes even under his scales.

"What do you see in me Ember?" He asks as she lays down on the purple and gold couch across from you and Spike.

"Oh Spike, pipsqueak, little drake. You are so...different than the other dragons, you're time with those ponies no doubt a testament to that. You know initially I thought that those ponies in essence that your time with them had...tainted you. I mean they robbed you of the potential that you had as a dragon that you could have been had you not been...taken by them in a manner of speaking. Only now I see that wasn't the case. You are...like a dragon that shows a side that truly can be a new direction for us as a whole. A sort of breaking from the age old molds that so many of our kind has been tethered too for far too long." She says stretching out and yawing softly, her long tongue with the piercing sticking out.

"Uh thanks...I think Ember." He says with a smirk. The three of you sigh and relax as the sun sets over the red cliffs of ZurEnArrh mountains. The soft red beams keep the two reptilian drakes in the room warm, it's like, the perfect temperature for them to be nice and comfy with the warmth balanced by the gentle caress of the breeze as it blows through the room.

"Look at it...the last of the great empire my ancestors reined over in the days of this young world. Before Ponies became the ruling divinity that sent armies overland to claim it for themselves....Did you two know I"m descended from the Empress RaMaSes"

"Ramses? like the pharaoh of..." You start to ask as she interrupts.

"No RA MA Ses...it's ancient Draconian...you see modern dragon names and speak is similar to the modern colloquial English sans a few terms like the city name and a few dragon names are different than our ancient and more guttural tongue. "Zur arrj ra zor el." Is our old language we spoke before the equine society made us adopt the English language. We still use our ancestral tongue for various reason, but enough of that. Anyways...the last of the ancient dragon rules was an ancestor of mine, Empress RaMASes. She was a great ruler, but even I don't deny that she did a few things that are...not something to be proud of.

Empress RaMaSes kept the ponies...back when there was a sort of unity among the tribes as slaves. Everything you see from the palace around us to the city of ZurEnArrh itself, was built by their hooves as dragon masters whipped their backs. I take no pride in the history that built this city, but she did many other things too...so many seem to only focus on that one little detail of her reign. Without ever bringing up that she built up a treasury that rivals even my own; she established order among the tribes and built the first army of organized dragons. Still I am deeply regretful her empire was built on the backs of pony slaves."

"It's history Ember." You tell the Dragon Lord to reassure her as you notice she's getting close to a carved marble tub. Like a fountain really, the carved stone heads of dragon statures constantly pouring water in the basin. "My own people have a history they aren't too proud of, from various points in it. So really you're not the only one, just remember. It wasn't you're fault. It was before your time and really you have no need to feel shame for the sins of the past."

your words seem to reassure and even comfort her. She giggles and makes a soft nose in her throat possibly a growl which to her you guess is a sign of understanding. She then snaps her claws and summons two female dragons, they both wear tiny chain-mail thongs with see through lace fabric and chain-mail bras. They also had beaded veils covering their snouts.

"Cinders and Sparks...my..servant dragonness's, girls please show the handsome spike here to the...Caldarium. Spike you're just going to love an oil massage and cleanse with the hot steam and water of my private spa...as for you Sketch...stay with me.?" She asks. The female dragons lead spike away before he can even protest, they giggle softly in an un-dragon like way as they lead the blushing drake away, leaving you and the light blue Dragon Lord alone.

"Uh Ember, why did you have those girls leave the two of us too..." You can't bring yourself to finish because of what you see. She stands before you naked save for the jewelry she had decked herself in, and even that goes in a matter of moments.

"Wouldn't want them getting tarnished or ruined." She said as she flared her wings and opened them behind her as they stretched beautifully behind her. Her breasts where taut and firm, and fully packed. Her nipples (though you question why reptiles or..reptilians like her have them.) are hard enough to cut glass and you swear you can see them twitch softly. She stretches her left leg out tantalizingly to the edge of the water in her bath. The placid surface stirs softly as her clawed foot dips in, she shivers.

"Damn my cold blood...cold water is always a mood killer...excuse me for a second my esteemed guest." She says before crouching down to a few stones in a steel container near the water basin. She takes a deep breath, her lungs sucking air in with vigor as her chest puffs out with her breath inhaling. She holds her breath until you see her cheeks turn a shade of blue and she releases. A wall of bright blue flames and violet smoke stokes the steel of the rock container, the metal glows red hot as the stones sizzle and steam as they get nice and hot. "Ahhh perfect."

"What are those for?'' You ask though she answers as she picks up a few stones with a pair of tongs. When she has a good amount in the bottom of the basin, the water steams softly nice and warm. She then takes a few jugs of scented oils and a basket of flowers in her claws. The oils cascade into the water as they make it smell like bluebells and hydrangeas. Blue flowers to match the coloring of her scales. The flowers she spreads on the surface of the water are dried rose petals and rose hips, with a few bits of lavender for good measure.

"Care to join me?" She asks as she lowers herself into the water, sighing happily and letting a few puffs of smoke from her inner flame over the surface of the tub. You can only nod as you watch the bathing beauty of a dragon rub her breasts with her claws. She gasps and groans softly as she kneads the hard nipples in her claws. The talons roll and gently pinch the perky hard nubs. The dragoness lets harsh guttural moans and soft hisses as she does.

"Yes your great Dragon Lord Ember." You tell her as you start to dip a shoe into the water.

"Take your clothes off you nub skull." She says flicking a few streams of water at you with her tail. You chuckle and decide to tease her. You slowly pop the collar buttons to the black button up you're wearing with a male stripper smirk, an invisible cheesy porno music playing in your ears...Bow chica boom chow, bow chica boom wow. She purrs and growls before flicking her long pointed tounge at you, The clear surface of the water allowing you to get a nice look at her naked, scaly body. She leans forward untill her legs stick up over the surface and she spreads them onto the sides, you see everything. The soft fleshy pink lips of her dragon pussy, they quiver softly and bloom open reavealing the soft inviting inner depths, a stream of pussy juice trails from her vaginal opening to the water's surface.

"You like that don't you babe?" You ask with a soft, sensual growl of your own as you pop more buttons of your shirt and then pull the flaps apart exposing your bare chest. You swing and swivel your chest side to side while gyrating on your hips as your arms go behind your back and slip the shirt off. You rub the shirt like a towel on your shoulders almost like a professional Chippendale dancer, only with about three-fifths the body muscle. You then swing it over your head while still shaking your hips you then toss the shirt to your dragoness audience of one. She cathches it before it hits the water and takes a sniff of the collenge and sweat on it.

This has a reaction from her, as her wings pop and flare open hard. Apperently dragons can get wing boners too. Getting an idea, though she didn't do the same show for you as she got nude behind your back. Ember reaches for her clothes until she holds a light green thong in her claws, she tosses the skimpy underwear to you and you catch them as she did your shirt. You hold them in your hand and gently rub them on your face, you take in the potent musk of her dragon scent. It's noticeably a stronger scent than a female human or even a pony. You get a little worried as it's almost like her scent is a strong kind your face will have for some time, like how the stink of anchovies lingers on your hands; breath, and even soaks into your body odor when you eat them, but you don't care.

"Sweet Saint Bernard you smell good." You compliment her as you take a final whiff of her dragon musk, then let her panties hit the tiled floor of the chamber. Your hands work the button of your black jeans while swinging your hips around. She works a claw digit on the puffy lips of her pussy; not penetrating, but teasing the swelling up lips as you open the fly of your jeans. You kick your sneakers off and step out of your socks as you let the pants drop and leave you shivering in the cold draft of the chamber in your black boxer-briefs. Ember is pleased as she rewards your showmanship by sticking two of her fingers into her pussy and moaning softly as they pump in and out of her at a rapid pace.

"Have you ever done this before handsome human?" She asks as she finger-bangs her self deeper and faster, her claws making wet squelching sounds as she finger her pussy.

"Not professionally, or for a sexy bathing beauty like yourself Ember." You tell her as you drop your skives and your hard steel pipe springs out finally free to breathe. She growls with more of her beastly lust as she swims over to your end of the tub. She looks like a crocodile or sea serpent as she paddles her tail and clawed feet over to you. She rises just out of the surface until her face is level with your waist, sensing what she's up too you get a tad bit worried.

"Watch the teeth if your doing what I think your doing babe." You tell her as one of her scaly but soft and smooth hands wraps around the shaft of your lance. She scoffs and rolls her eyes as the wet fingers start to slowly jerk off the hardened slab of man meat in her dainty yet also strong and powerful hand-claws.

"Aww shut up and enjoy it you pansy," she says half tempted to call you pussy. She doesn't, instead opting to bring her lips to the mushroom head of your prick. She growls softly as if eyeing a finely well cooked rib-eye steak. Or in this case, a nice hot, juicy smoked sausage. "Mhhhmmm yummy." She says as she softly licks on the tip, her long, thick tongue laps at the hard cock as her hands push those sweet rocking tits she's got together and she makes them jiggle and sway side to side and them bounce and jiggle while she licks your dick like a treat.

"Mhhhmmm yes work those lovely meat pillows like that for me." You practically order her as she squeezes them hard in her hands. while her tongue starts to coil around your cock. It wraps and winds around the head and shaft until your dick is gripped in the grasp of the slick purple muscle. The sight is unlike any thing you've ever seen! Not even the most limber of chick's tongues can do what this dragon hottie has done. She has WRAPPED the flexible appendage in her maw AROUND your dick! She growls deep in her throat and then makes the long slippery muscle start to pump and jerk around your shaft softly. It's like getting a hand job and blow job combined into one!

"Fuck! That's...Fuck!" Is all you can say as she works her tongue on you in way no mare or human woman ever could. She tugs her tongue on your dick before releasing it, leaving your man hood dripping with excess trails of saliva all along the shaft and tip. She grasps onto the sides of the tub and lifts herself up over the surface of the water. The droplets of water drip down of her curvaceous scales. Every drop runs and drips from her toned and firm ass, to the little droplet the runs like a river through the valley of her her cleavage, all the way to the few drops that leave wet trails on the Venus mound above her hairless, clean shaven pussy.

"My turn." She says as she lays on the sides of the tub and lays with her hands on the sides in a seductive pose, the one where she has her hands lying flat on the sides while she stretches her body out with her legs spread apart wide, giving you a great view of the succulent juicy snatch. "Lick and eat out this pussy good." She says with a hiss as her tongue, in a snakelike way flicks from her mouth as she hisses. It is very very snakelike though not enough to detract you from the cunnilingus request.

"As the great Empress wishes, so shall it be." You says as you bring your lips to her the puffy, wet flaps of her pussy. You are intoxicated by the strong but captivatingly strong scent, from the lighter shades of blue scales that run from her belly scales to her throat. She runs her claws through the three spines on her head sensually moaning as she does. She makes the spines send a few jets of water from them. Her soft red ruby like shimmering eyes glow and glimmer finer than any of the gems the ponies have brought on the journey to her. The soft purple screen of her wings spread wide as her legs.

You softly plant your lips on the lower lips of her vagina. She tilts her head back and grunts and moans as you give her..."lip...service." The strong flavors of her moist juices tantalize and drive your desire to make love with her wild. You resist and settle for kissing and drinking from her fountain. Ember’s tail flops and flails around a bit, smacking against the ground then shaking as you service her, thank your God and Princess Celestia that she's not the kind of dragon with a metal tail or a razor blade at the end of her tail, your were never into gore, and if she had a tail like that well...not arousing.

She grabs you painfully by the hair and briefly takes you away from your oral service as she brings her beak like snout to your lips, she then forces herself onto you hard, the passion of her kiss as she tastes her own pussy juice is beyond description. You lock lips with her, and her long tongue probes around your own. Kissing a dragon is a strange sensation, but not an unpleasant one. As you deepen the kiss, you can feel her tail wrap around your waist and support you so she can release your hair to let the pain stop. You take a moment once the kiss breaks to catch your breath and admire the remnants of pussy juice dribbling from her beak like snout. "My God you cute."

“You think I’m cute?” Her cheeks flush even deeper than ever as you look up at her, feeling her legs growing a bit weak with how intimate the situation is.

"Beautiful." You tell her as she seems to enjoy the compliment.

"Well then, I guess I should return the favor." With that, she smirks at you. She lowers her head down towards your crotch again off the side of the tub. She gives the head of your cock a teasing lick with her tongue again, and your shaft twitches in response. This time, she starts slowly taking the head inside her mouth, and your toes curl reflexively. Somehow you don't feel a single scrape of her sharp teeth at all, she has some skill!

Her tongue runs circles around the tip as she takes the whole length in a painfully slow gulp. She starts bobbing her head up and down along the shaft. Every little move she makes is giving you a new form of pleasure unlike any ever felt before. She looks up at you as she sucks you off. You rest your hand on her head and caress her spines lovingly.

"Good girl." You praise her as she giggles femininely and uses her tongue on your shaft. What you had said earlier is truer than ever, she wasn’t just cute or beautiful for a dragoness; she was hot, hotter than hell. Deciding to be just a bit more adventurous with your dragon lover, you lay on your back and pat the tiles hoping she'll understand, she does. She doesn't even pull off you as she turns around and gets into the sixty-nine position, her puffy pink lower lips are softly planted on yours. It doesn’t take much to find her nether's sweet an sensitive spots, The wet folds are practically pouring a pleasing heat onto your mouth and face. She gives you a little nod, and resumes her bobbing on your shaft. You run your tongue along her slit, the taste just as pleasant as it was before.

Prodding your tongue deep into her soft inviting depths, You find the soft spongy gland of her G-Spot. This makes her moan loudly and scream like a slut around your shaft. Satisfied at finding the tumbler on her lock box, you slip your middle finger into her. Ember moans and melts in a puddle of pleasure around your hard dick, sending a shot of pleasure through you as well. You slowly move your finger back and forth, fingering her. Then you pump harder and faster as you also use your tongue on her spongy sweet spot. She takes your cock off her snout for a second with a soft pop and looks over shoulder at you and says.

“That’s not enough for me, more you little human fleshy whelp.” She says with a bit of the tyrant that Spike and Twilight had first known her as shinning through. You also notice that her eyes are now glowing red as rare fire rubies and slanted slits like a snake about to sink its fangs into its prey. "Mooooreeee!" she says with a soft growl, then a loud guttural snarl. The (in)famous greed of a dragon, like the little spikey wikey going feral on ponyvile that one time, she's craving the ultimate release from you! So unless you want to end up a pile of smoldering ash on the floor, you'd best give the Empress what she desires.

You get an idea that will hopefully sate her lust and hormonally crazed appetite, and shove your index finger into her pussy as well. You probe around inside with both fingers while she ferociously continues her work on your cock. You are astounded at just how tight her inner canal is. It does feel somewhat different than that of a human female’s; and definitely much warmer, hot even. You don’t have time to care about the differences though, as you feel her mouth retract from your member, then plunge hard.

Ember winks at you, and immediately begins working her mouth to where you feel like your gonna pop and nut down her throat! Before long, she’s deep-throating you to the hilt of your man hood. Your hips begin to thrust into her mouth on their own. You’re just about to finish and give a taste of human juice, when she pulls back from you. She climaxes though, just softly. Her pussy quivers and squirts a spicy and sweet cocktail of her succulent juices onto your face and mouth. Her flavor is like the finest of wine and most expensive of top shelf liquors in a cocktail bomb that would get you plastered in a sip.

A thin line of saliva trails from her mouth to the tip of your cock, and she licks her lips. At the same time, you pull your fingers from her and give then a small lick, unable to get enough of the dragon's succulent juices. She tastes amazing, and you are addicted to her! Hungrily lapping at your fingers and her pussy. "What do you dragons secrete when you orgasm? Ecstasy?" You aren't that far off in your assumption though. Not that you ever TOOK ecstasy, you just know of the effects. Both the good in feeling giggly and super sensitive to touch, along with a desire to touch and be touched...as well as the grinding of teeth and violent shaking if you don't stay hydrated or over dose on it.

“Close but not exactly," she says though you don't question how she know what ecstasy is. "Female dragons all give off an aphrodisiac ten times more potent than any found in nature or made by hands or hooves, as they enter their...heat cycle.” Ember informs you, but her info is a little unsettling.

"Heat...Cycle?" You ask with a gulp, with more than just your safety on the mind. Mares were enough trouble as it was when they went into heat, but female dragons? Well at least that explains why she's so wet back there, and crazy in love with you. She smirks and clambers on top of you like a lap dog. Her tail hanging limply beside you as she straddles you. You lean forward to lock lips with her again. She returns your kiss with gusto, after a few passionate and heated moments, you pull apart from each other.

"Relax you big baby...that doesn't mean we dragons get bitey and clawy when we fuck...unless you're into that kinda thing." she says with a chuckle as her tail flails softly around.

"That uhh...won't be necessary Ember, I don't play it that rough."

She chuckles and you both separate from each other as she lays on her back, her legs spread out and her wings fluttering against the tiles eagerly. She holds an arm out and concentrates hard, she seems to make her staff return to her like Thor's hammer. The gem on the tip glows as your senses suddenly feel as if your being entranced by her. The world slowly shrinks to the scaly beauty before you. Nothing else seems to matter in the slightest.

"Wondered if this can work on you primate minded types if I focus." She says with a chuckle, you wonder for a moment if she meant that as an insult but it vanishes as she seems in total control of you with only minor control allowed so you can enjoy it all too. "I asked ponydom to teach my people the magic in friendship, but you will tech me what it means...to love." She says as your mind melt in the pleasure she sends in waves of magic auras over you. You can only nod as you hover over her and hold her hand claws down at the sides of her head as you line the tip of your dick up with her pussy. The final hurrah for the both of you.

"Fuck me." She says with a growl before giving you her predator's gaze again; this time you feel no fear as you position your lance, and in a single hard thrust, pierce her defenses...so to speak. She growls, borderline roars as you feel the tightness of her inner walls clamping and squeezing on you. Not to mention the radiating heat from her..."blast furnace." You're lost in the passion as the two of of mate like there's no tomorrow. She chomps down softly as she can onto your shoulder, you're only a little worried if she draws blood. You thrust and thrust, pounding away at her pussy as you feel sweat dripping onto her. The air grows thick with the savage musk of the nearly primal fucking.

Ember tenses up with her tail and claws curling up then going limp as the nails of her talons leave nearly cut streaks of red on the backs of your hands. You lean up and locks lips with you as the only sounds in the room are the wet squelching of human skin on dragon scales, and the only smell the musky smell of sex. Her inner depths quiver and squeeze in a grip so tight it's almost impossible to thrust. Thankfully her grip loosens and relaxes as she squirts fluids all over your thighs. You take that as a sign that your finally allowed to get some release yourself.

"I'm cumming.." You softly gasp as you lock eyes with her and they no longer are a predator's eyes, but the soft loving glow of a lover's eyes.

"Give it to me, give it all to me." She says with a hiss as you give Ember one final thrust as you feel your shaft throb and blow its hot, sticky loads of thick jizz into her fiery depths. She roars loudly and it almost deafens you, if not make your bones rattle from the noise. She looks up at you chuckling nervously as slow down still buried balls deep in her.

"Natural reaction?" You ask.

"Yup." Is all she can say as you pull out of her, the both of you walk almost exhausted from the lovemaking. As you predicated, your shoulder is purple with a few red pin pricks where her teeth sank into it. And the back of your hands are red from her squeezing them.

"You don't have a septic bite do you?" You ask then remembering the oral sex she gave you before.

"No you dunce it'll heal." She says as the two of you settle down on the couch and into each other's arms. You forget all about the minor wounds dragon mating has inflicted almost instantly feeling her warm body cuddling up with yours. She purrs and growls in her throat as the two of you cuddle.

"So I take it the diplomatic negotiations went well?" You ask with a chuckle as she nuzzles her snout into your neck. It's then that you suddenly feel...warm and very sleepy.

"There IS...one side effect to a dragon's bite...at least one that's in the heat cycle or on the hunt. Our bodies can only just tell the difference." She says giggling softly.

"Oh really Ember? What's that?" You ask suddenly realizing that your voice is...really slurred and slowed, as if you've been hitting the bottle.

"It's not toxic or venomous, but a female dragon's saliva in heat or on the hunt, is a mild sedative. It calms a wily male or the prey and well...I guess you can feel the effects now." She says as the world turns into a swirlng mass of blue and light blue, the color of her scales. "sleep tight...my mate." She says her voice a thousands yard away as your body shivers and sweats as she holds you close. What did she mean by that?...

Your awakened from your slumber by the blaring of horns and trumpet. "GAH! WHAT THE FUCK?!" You ask jumping out of the couch of Ember's chamber. You can't tell how long you've been out, but it must have been hours. The sun is up and Ember stands boldly on the balcony of her palace. Her armored gaurds blaring the tumpets to call her subjects to order, her cerimonial armor and guilded crown atop her head.

"Come on you're gonna be late." A red eyed and black dragon says shaking you fully awake. You quickly cover up your privates as he slips a long flowing red and white royal robe over you and lifts you lowering your legs into a pair of soft furry pants. Your still confused as fuck as to what's going on as he shuffles you with his claws to the balcony. "Come on come! Move it! You don't wanna be late to your own coronation don't you?" He asks with only more questions than answers.

"What in Celestia's name are you?..." You're too flabbergasted to speak, you stand before the blue temptress from last night, she smiles at you as her guard stands behind you...cutting off any "retreat." Below you in the city of ZurEnArrh's streets; on the tops of the mesas and buttes, and the rooftops of the buildings. A mass of every dragon and the ponies and humans who came her silently await the word from the Empress. Ember turns to address them all.

"MY kinsmen drakes and dragons, my favored pony and human guests, this is a day of great celebration! For I have made my descion. Ponies! Return to your princesses and tell her that ponydom need no longer fear the dragons! We are one now and forever in a new chapter in the annuls of Equestrian and Dragon history!" They cheer and praise her words, but she silences them with her staff. "And in better news to my people, you're Empress has found her Emperor!" This is something that makes the gear turn and the cobwebs clear from your head...you're going to be emperor of the dragons!?

"Now wait just a minute here! Don't I get a say in this?!" You ask nerviously as another dragon dressed in what can only be described as...a cardnial's robes.

"Nope, you and I mated, so now you shall be my mate for life and my Emperor." Ember says with a smug grin on her face. The dragon cardinal then slips a golden ring your hand and hers.

"Do you...human, take the dragon lord Ember, Empress of us all. As you're life mate? To hold and cherish? to rule at her side for all eternity? and to rule as our high lord and master in peace? Our cheiftian in war?" He asks you as you feel the ring glow magically in your hand, is it a magic power ring? Ember gives you a glare with her staff glowing as she thinks you're about to say no. 'Say yes or the court will rip you apart and feast.' She says wordlessly.

"Yes! I...Most certainly do, I love her and will forever love you Empress Ember." Your words calm her instantly as her expression changes to that of a blushing bride. She holds her clawed hand out to you and you slip the ring on her ring finger with a chuckle.

"And lord Ember, do...take this...human." He says slightly sickened but accepting of the notion. "Granting him the blood of the dragon and the perks of being one of us in mind and soul if not in body?" He asks as he then holds a golden crown with rubies; sapphires, and emeralds in the head band.

"Fuck right I do!" She says enthuisaticaly as she jams the ring onto your finger, the gem isn't a white diamond but a red ruby. The ruby glows with a blazing glow and you feel like your blood is boiling hot and your skin seems to feel like it's bulletproof! What the hell is this ring?"

"Then I declare you mates for life, and you...human, I declare you Dragon Emperor...and bestow upon you the title of...Emperor Screech!" He shouts as they sky thunders with the dragon's accepting of it all. The Dragon Cardinal bestows the crown on our head.

"Screech?" You ask confused as they Dragon gaurd circles around you and then they lift you up into their claws, they start to toss you in the air and catch you.

"What? It's a dragon version of your old title sketch." Ember says as she makes her staff glow. "Feel our blood and power surging through you now and forever Emperor Screech! Now...a royal feast for my guests; subjects, and my new mate!" She says as the guards carry you back into the palace raised up in their claws...

"Me? Emperor?...Mate? Wait this isn't...please...no...nooo...wait...don't I get a...Ohhhhh GOOOOODDD!" You scream out as the ones not carrying you raise their spears and chant 'Screech! Screech! Screech!' They carry you off back into the depths of Ember's...and now your palace. The life of the Dragon Emperor awaiting you....Is this a happy ending?

On the one hand, you have a hot female dragon for a wife and a power ring that gives you all the powers of a dragon while still retaining your human body. On the other, you are MARRIED TO A DRAGON; you're half dragon with an non-removable ring on your finger and now ruler of a society of nearly godlike beings. Well...it can't be all bad, you're fifty percent sure you can't get her pregnant even with the dragon blood ring, Ember's a rich ruler with treasure and riches beyond your wildest dreams, and even if she's the only one you'll ever get to have sex with, You're sure things can stay fresh in the royal bed chambers for years to come.

"Well your highness what are you waiting for? once this feast is over, you and I have a country, nay en empire to run! these dragons aren't going to rule themselves you know!"...Gee you and Ember really ARE married!