So another long day goes by with the same issues that she had thought she resolved days before. Here in the land of dragons, progress is slow. Maybe it’s the lifespan that makes these Dragons stubborn beyond all tolerance, or they’re so immature that the moment somebody breathes on them they’re at her palace door whining like younglings. She often wondered how her father put up with this mess for decades upon decades. She’s been in power seven years and her patience was as thin as paper.
Hopefully this will all come to an end soon. Those ponies that she had met some years back have been heavy on her mind for a few days. “How can they be so happy and harmonious,” she pondered as she looked the staff beside her. Hopefully upon their arrival she could find a way to contain if not end the madness that is her sorry excuse for a kingdom.
“Queen Ember…” Smog, one of her guards entered her throne room.
“Yes?” she asked.
“We have a… situation.”
“Is it those twins again?” Ember sighed in frustration.
“N-No… It’s Dëagon.”
“By the mercy of Flame; bring him in!” she demanded. With no hesitation Smog went to fetch Dëagon. Meanwhile ember sat pondering over what his problem could be now. Last time it was because he wanted her to hunt down whoever stole from his horde. Her, the Queen who presides over the land! And he wanted her to drop what she was doing just to cater to his needs. Smog soon returned with the emerald green dragon in question. “Hello your high-”
“What is it this time Dëagon?” Ember asked impatiently.
“Well if you must know, I am having some trouble as of late. My mate keeps threatening to leave me and I’ve tried to tell her that she can’t leave. We are bonded.”
“Excuse me? Is this some kind of joke!” Ember spat furiously. “You come in here, the highest law of these lands, and have the gall to ask me to help you with your marital issues?”
“W-Well Queen Ember, I was merely going to ask that you talk to her… Female to female?” he swallowed hard. Ember’s eyes were piercing and exact.
“You have less than five seconds to get out of my sight…” she said in a near demonic growl; the blood running cold in both Smog and Dëagon. He quickly bowed and hurried out of the throne room before she could get a chance to strike him down. She took a deep breath and sat back down, but on the inside she was raging. Maybe this new way of running things wasn’t working. Her father always kept these selfish and dependant fools in check. Never once did she see them come to him asking for extra gems. Then her mind fell on the ponies she had met all of those years ago. “What were their names again?” she asked herself.
“What was that your highness?” Smog asked.
“Nothing Smog. I’m thinking. Go back to your post.” Smog bowed and left the throne room. She continued to grasp at straws at what their names were. “I know one of their names consisted of ‘light’,” she mumbled with her claw to her chin. “Do I even remember what they look like?” she asked with a groan. Then something clicked. They had a little dragon with them. “What was his name?” she asked, finding herself grasping at straws yet again. She looked up to the ceiling looking for an invisible answer. She noted how there were sharp stalactites hanging down from above. They were rather spikey… spikey… “Spike!” she shouted out. “That was his name!”
“Queen, is everything okay?” Smog came into the room ready to defend his leader.
“Smog, I need you to find a messenger.”
“Of course. What for?”
“I’m bringing in some help,” Ember said with a confident grin.
In Ponyville Spike lay on his bed enjoying his day off while Twilight was in her room doing much of the same. Lately things have been boring. Seems the older you get the less exciting things become. Being nineteen wasn’t bad though. Ponies trust him to do more complicated things like driving carriages and managing bills. Unfortunately he didn’t grow like he thought he would have by now. It was nice finally being taller than Twilight but he felt like he still had plenty of room to grow.
He needed to get up and do something. Maybe go for a walk? He could use the exercise if he was ever going to be a great hero someday. Twilight came walking by his door yawning and stretching. She obviously had just woken up from a nap. “Hey Spike…” She leaned against his doorway.
“Hey, what’s up?”
“Nothing; I was seeing if you were here or not. You’re usually gone by now.”
“Not today… I guess the whole town is relaxing,” Spike chuckled.
“That’s impossible. Somebody’s always doing something to keep the town running,” Twilight yawned again. Spike snorted happily. There was a soft ding that resounded through the castle. “That’s the door. Can you get it Spike?”
“Yeah, I got it.” Spike got out of his bed again glad that he finally gained height over Twilight. He walked through the hallway leading to foyer. He expected anything; Rainbow looking for another Daring Do book, Pinie Coming in just to come in, Heck even Fluttershy looking for some company. As he opened the door he saw something or someone that he would have never expected.
“Are you the pony called Spike?”
“Not a pony but yes I’m Spike,” he said while looking up at the slender winged dragon.
“I have a message for you from Queen Ember of Dragons,” the dragon said in a quick burst. He was obviously exhausted from his trip. He handed Spike the parchment and took off into the sky.
“Don't you want to rest or something?” Spike called out but he was too far away to hear him. Spike shrugged and headed back inside with the parchment in hand wondering what ember could want with him. They’ve been back to the dragon lands a few times since the last time he saw her, but that was Twilight’s curiosity begging her to go on a Safari.
“What did they want?” Twilight asked as she approached Spike with a steaming cup of cocoa
“I got a message from Ember.” Spike presented the parchment to her. Twilight enveloped it in her magic, unwrapping the letter. On the inside was illegible scribblings that looked to be in pony, but she could only make out a few words.
“I hope it wasn’t important. I can’t read any of this,” Twilight fussed.
“Mind if I try?”
“Sure… Celestia knows I can’t read it…” she took an angry sip of her cocoa. Spike scanned the letter surprised that he could make out every letter and sentence.
“Hello Spike. You may not remember me. All matters considered, I need you and your f-” he stumbled some. “I need you and your fries?” He looked to Twilight.
“I dunno. I don’t even know how you’re reading that. Just keep going.”
“I need you and your frie’s help. These dragons are becoming more and more crazy every day and I am just about at my limit of what I can handle. If you can heed my plea for help I’ll be forever grateful.
Queen Ember”
Twilight and Spike looked at each other.
“I don’t know about you Spike, but that sounds like a friendship problem to me,” Twilight said with a chirp.
“Yeah but your cutie mark isn’t glowing…” Spike pointed at her hip. Twilight looked down at her side to make sure he was right.
“Huh… Then I guess it’s up to you then Spike.”
“Me?”
“Yes you. She sent that letter to you looking for your help,” Twilight took another sip of her drink, reveling in the warmth it left behind.
“The letter said bring your fries though,” Spike pointed out.
“Well, take some hay fries.” Spike gave her a straight stale look.
“You know as much as I do that she meant ‘friends’,” Spike protested. “Why are you so fixed on me going alone?”
“You’ve gotten older. You don’t need me to foal sit you anymore,” Twilight answered simply.
“The letter explicitly said ‘bring your FRIES’! You and I both know dragons aren’t the brightest bunch when it comes to writing…” Twilight stood there for a minute, looking down at the sediments from the powder swirling around on the surface of her beverage.
“Okay… I’ll go with you,” Twilight sighed.
“Yes! Thank you!” Spike hugged her, spilling some cocoa on the floor.
“No problem. I’ll write some letters to the others as well as a response to Ember. In the meantime you pack and get everything ready.” Spike rushed off to his room happy that they were going to do something other than sit around and get fat.
Back in the Dragonlands Ember continued her duties as best as she could. Several educated dragons stood in her throne room debating on the state of their kingdom as of late.
“I do not see why we should adopt the pony’s system. What works for gentle creatures does not apply in this harsh environment.” One brown dragon stated with pride.
“Be that as it may. We have been living like this far too long. We have no money, barely any infrastructure, our people are starving and fighting for scraps! By the Flame! We barely have a Government to build upon!” Another dark blue dragon interjected.
“Then perhaps we don’t need a government at all. Let the dragons govern themselves.” The other Brown dragon proposed.
“Gentledrakes, we have to come up with some kind of solution! We abandoned our old system of throwing anything at the wall to see what sticks because it is what led us to this! A desolate land torn by war and petty conflicts over something as simple as ‘who gets to live in cave A or B!” The eldest ashy purple Dragon spoke with a fiery spirit. “I lived over half a millennia under Queen Ember’s father. I’ve seen what our old way of thinking can do. This is why dragons are no longer unified. There used to be one clan, now it’s every male for himself!”
“I admire your passion Spinious, but the decision ultimately rests in the hands of the Queen…” The dark blue dragon gestured to Ember. She had zoned out during much of the conversation, waiting impatiently for a reply to the letter that she sent.
“Queen Ember?” Spinious asked.
“Hmm?” Ember was torn from her thoughts.
“What say you on the matters of our governmental structure?”
“If you want my honest opinion. My father -though he did successfully rule over dragons eons before my birth- was a fool. He has left this land to the chance of those who believe that they have the power to rule over others as they see fit . I intend to do the opposite,” she spoke, pretending to have been listening to the gentledrakes’ conversation. “I understand that the matter is not appealing to most, but in my heart I truly believe that adopting Equestria’s way of governing their people is the best step forward.” Suddenly in a cloud of green and black smoke a letter appeared before her. “Males, we’ll discuss more on this topic at a later time. Dismissed…” The four males bowed in respect and all but one left.
“I am proud to see that you seek a future of peace my Queen,” Spinious bowed as he exited the throne room. Ember gave him a soft smile before turning her attention to the letter that appeared before her. She opened it, reading aloud. “Dear Queen Ember, this is Princess Twilight Sparkle; caregiver of Spike. We are both pleased that you have requested our help in your time of need. We will arrive in two days to assist you with whatever you may need.
Twilight Sparkle”
Ember sighed in relief. In what she hoped was two short days the solution to her problems may just be at hand.
Ember paced around her throne room wondering where might her guests be. She said two day’s in the letter. This -being the second day- was halfway gone. She didn’t expect to recognize them right away, but when they eventually arrived she would know. The thing that made her feel even more uneasy was what they would think of this mess. Seven years and all she has to show for it is increased gang activity and a congress that would rather solve problems with their fists and claws.
“Your highness!” Smog came running in.
“Yes?” Ember tried to mask the undulations in her tone.
“The ones you sent for have arrived,” he bowed.
“Excellent! Let them in.” With a quick nod Smog ran back to the door. She stood with her head held high waiting for them to come in to view. Then she saw the bright clothing of the ponies as they became illuminated by the glow of the fires that hugged the edges of the throne room.
“Queen Ember. It is I; Twilight Sparkle. I have brought my friends as you requested.” Ember looked over the group, scrutinizing them as he did. She only remembered seeing Twilight -the purple one- and the white one. These new ponies were strange but she accepted their presence.
“H-Here I am guys!” Ember heard a deeper male voice. “I almost fell up the stairs,” the male chuckled as he set down a mountain of chests and suitcases. Ember watched curiously, waiting for the male to come into view. As he did her eyes went wide in surprise.
“You’re Spike I presume?” she asked not taking her eyes off him.
“Yes your highness,” Spike bowed. She only had faint memories of this dragon. She most definitely did not remember him being so tall; nor did she remember him being so handsome.
She cleared her throat and dropped her gaze on the group as a whole. “Thank you for bringing your friends Spike. You have my gratitude.”
“Not to sound Impatient Your highness; But what have you summoned us all here for?” Rarity asked.
“I gathered you here today because my kingdom is falling deeper into anarchy and disharmony. Long ago I remember that Spike here showed me what the power of friendship and reliance on those other than yourself can do.”
“Spread friendship then? Yeah, no problem,” Rainbow cockily stated.
“I’m afraid it won’t be that simple. Most of these dragons have been living under my father for hundreds of years. It is going to take more than me and my board of advisors to change their minds. That is why I brought you all here. You ponies have a way of changing the minds of the most stubborn of creatures. After all, you have the embodiment of chaos living with you. So will you help me?”
Twilight looked to her friends for assurance. “We’ll help you get this place on the right track."
“Good,” Ember nodded. “I don’t have separate rooms for all of you. Half of you can take one, and the other as well. Smog will show you where to settle down.” Smog jogged ahead of the group and led them away. Spike stretched some then bent over to pick up the ridiculous amount of supplies that they brought. “He certainly did grow…” Ember thought as she fixated on his muscles pulling against his skin. “How could he have grown that much in that short amount of time? I am just now reaching maturity…” she watched him as his strong tail swayed back and forth. As he lifted the boxes he looked back to her. Their eyes locked on to each other, glowing a bright yellow as they did so.
“Spike! Come on!” Twilight called out. They broke from each other’s gaze, their eyes reverting to their normal color.
“Coming Twilight!” Spike called out. Ember watched him until he was gone, her mind swimming in a sea of though; both curious and depraved.
“Here you are Princess,” Smog showed them to a large room that had no furniture but the walls themself were on fire;they were nearly cool to the touch. Twilight, Pinkie, and Rainbow Dash all stepped in. “I like it!” Pinkie Shouted as she did cartwheels around the room.
“Yeah, but where are we gonna Sleep? There are no beds,” Rainbow whined.
“Leave that to me,” Twilight said. With a glow from of her horn, four mid sized beds appeared in front of them.
“Well, I guess that works,” Rainbow said as she flopped onto the one she claimed as hers. Soon Spike entered with all of their stuff.
“Hey, this is pretty nice.” he looked around the room.
“Yeah, I suppose it isn’t that bad,” Rainbow kicked off her shoes with a stretch and a yawn.
“Oh no you don’t… You’re going to help unpack.” Twilight lifted her out of bed with her magic and stood her up.
“I hate it when you do that…” Rainbow grumbled.
“First things first; we need to separate our luggages. I know for a fact that the chests belong to Rarity... Spike, can you take them to the other room?”
“Gotcha.” Spike took hold of the chests and went on his way. This place was really cool. It was a little bit stuffy due to all of the torches, but all in all he loves the design. The walls looked like they were oozing lava, and the floors were decorated in marble with flames etched into them. He never thought he'd find anything like this in the heart of the dragon kingdom.
“This simply won’t do!” Rarity fussed. Spike entered the room and saw Rarity standing in the center with scowl plastered on her face.
“Rarity calm down. We’ll sort this out.” Applejack tried to calm her down but Rarity wasn’t budging.
“You invite us over to stay in your home and you don’t even have the proper accommodations? How can I be calm Applejack! This spits in the face of hospitality and I won’t have it!” She turned her nose up.
“If it makes you feel better I got your things,” Spike said as he ducked in through the doorway, nearly dropping on the the chests.
“Thank you Spike. Maybe I can make a mat or something… This floor is going to be detrimental to my back,” she whimpered.
“Twilight conjured up some beds in the other room…”
“She did?” Rarity nearly ran out of the room in pursuit of Twilight.
“This is gonna be one heck of an undertakin’. Right Fluttershy?”
“Oh yeah, but I believe we can pull this off,” Fluttershy said with a smile.
“What about you Spike? Do you think we can handle this?”
“Yeah. I’m sure you guys can do this,” Spike said plainly.
“What do ya mean ‘you guys’?” Applejack asked as if she was offended.
“Like you guys? I don't get what you mean…” Spike shrugged.
“So you’re not gonna help us?”
“I don't think I can. I’m just here to organize and take notes.” Just as Applejack was about to retort Rarity came back shoving Twilight into the room.
“Now make the beds!” Rarity demanded.
“Okay geez. You didn’t have to kidnap me.” Twilight’s horn glowed again. Suddenly three beds perfectly identical to the ones in the other room appeared.
“Hmm…” Rarity scrutinized.
“What?” Twilight was obviously offended.
“Nothing darling. They’re pristine now go and get yourself settled in.” Twilight left with a scowl. “I thought they’d be… bigger. Ah well, beggars can’t be choosey now can they?” She levitated her chests over to the bed that she chose. “Thank you Spike,” she blew him a kiss before sending him on his way.
It was getting late in the day. Ember stood on the balcony that overlooked the volcanic land that her palace was built on watching the sun set far to the west under the hazy clouds. Her guests should have settled into their rooms by now. Speaking of. Her mind was still bursting at the seams about what happened with Spike back in the throne room. She’s only heard about it, but she’s never seen it let alone experienced it.
She left the balcony and decided to go and see how her guests were doing. She walked through the hallways trying to clear her tumultuous mind as best as she could.She wished she wasn’t so alone in this. The only one who was helping her was Spinious; sure he knows more about the dragon lands that anybody else but she needed emotional support. Constantly having to keep up the strong, respectable, and stoic facade further drained her. On her way to the rooms she ran into Spike. He was looking around like he was lost or delirious or something.
“Spike?” she called out. He jumped and looked to her nervously.
“Queen Ember! Hi! I’m not somewhere I’m not supposed to be am I?” He stood still, not daring to move a muscle.
“Not from what I can tell.”
“Good…” Spike sighed.
“Are your friends comfortable?” Ember asked.
“Yeah, they’re doing okay. I should get back to them before they wonder where I went.”
“Wait.” Ember approached him slowly. Spike stood still wondering what she was intending to do. As Ember got closer she began to inspect him from head to toe. He looked young; much younger than she thought. The last time they met he was at her chest. Now they stood nearly eye to eye.
“Queen I-”
“You don’t need to call me queen Spike. We’re friends…” Ember didn’t know what was coming over her. Her mind went blank for the first time in months. She walked with no thought as if her body was on autopilot. Then it happened again. His eyes started to glow bright yellow. Soon he started to approach her as well. No a word was exchanged while they closed the distance between them until they were inches away from each other’s face.She took it back, he was much taller than her now. And he looked good too.
His once cute chubby cheeks were sculpted into a strong chiseled jawline; his eyes were soft yet intense. She shivered at how they penetrated her very soul. And so she looked amazing to Spike, her smooth radiant skin begged for his touch, her shallow breaths made her eyes flutter and dilate. She looked so alluring. She looked so inviting.
The glow in their eyes intensified as flames began to leak out of their mouths. The fire mixed and danced, bathing them in green and blue light. “Spike…” Ember spoke softly. She placed her hands on his face, caressing his cheeks and enjoying the feel of his scales tugging on her. She inched closer pulling him along with her. Foreign to both of them, the kiss was beyond electric. Spike had always fantasized over what his first kiss would be like and he was not disappointed. Ember didn’t know what was going on. She acted purely off instinct and it wasn't letting her down. The taste of his lips was intoxicating and this feeling was beyond anything that she could ever dream of. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him as close as he she could get him. Spike held her by her slim waist while supporting himself on the wall next to them. Soon Spike felt his khakis grow tight as he pulled her close. Ember noticed the swelling appendage rubbing against her lower stomach. Then something in her told to stop.
She broke their kiss leaving a trail of saliva and two intermingling flames. “I-I need to go!” she let go of him and rushed back to down the hallway leaving Spike alone. He started breathing heavily like he just finished a triathlon. His heart pounded and he could still feel her soft lips on his. He wanted more but he had to get back to his room. He didn’t have to but he felt as if it was the right thing to do. As he made his way back he constantly looked at his claw as if it was supposed to reveal some deep woven secret as to what happened back there.
“There he is,” Pinkie said, not looking away from her coloring cook book.
“Where did you go? I thought you said you had to use the restroom,” Twilight put her book down and gave him a motherly look.
“It’s a big castle. I was bound to get lost,” Spike shrugged. Twilight shot him a skeptical glare before going back to her book. Spike collapsed on his bed and reached for one the comics he brought along. Maybe that would distract him…
Ember lay on her back staring daggers at her ceiling. It was late at night, the moon was high and the air was crisp. The light shone through her window giving it a nice blue red glow. It wasn’t Luna’s intrusion that kept her awake; it was what happened with that damned dragon. From the moment they arrived he’s been on her mind, now more than ever. She wanted to talk to him, learn about him, maybe ask for a hug or something a little more. “Ugh!” she groaned out a puff of fire. She tried to dispel any and all thoughts of it from her mind. They’re here to help her get her kingdom in check, not play around in the sheets… Though she wouldn’t mind letting him poke at her.
This is precisely what she wanted to avoid. She has no time to try and mate with any male. Besides it wasn’t like the ones within her age range were suitable anyway. It was in a male’s nature to go through immaturity at a young age but these males were absolutely ridiculous! It made her even more angry that she lost that much control over herself for a dragon that she met nearly a decade hence. She tossed and turned becoming increasingly annoyed that this was preventing her from getting a good night’s sleep. All she wanted was a little touch; just somebody to hold. She wished that she could have felt more. His broad chest and strong hands. The way he held her… She needed to feel his touch. “By the Flame…” She got out of her bed with one goal in mind.
Spike was just as bad as Ember. He kept thinking hard about what happened. It felt so good, and it felt so right. That look in her eyes burned deep into his mind. She was begging without saying a word. But he figured it’d best not to think about that right now. Who know’s what tomorrow has in store for them. He pulled his power ponies blanket over him and he closed his eyes waiting for his dreams. Just then Ember peeked into the room to see if he was there. She looked around in the darkness but saw only four lumps under an assortment of blankets. She sighed alerting Spike to her presence.
“Ember?” He saw her silhouette in the faint light coming from the hallway. Ember quietly snailed her way over to him.
“Spike… I need to talk to you…” From the look in her eyes something was definitely bothering her.
“We can talk…” he whispered. She motioned for him to follow her. He donned in his slippers and walked with her to wherever they were going. Spike watched her tail sway as she walked in front of him. She led him through what he could assume was her bedroom before they stopped at a balcony that overlooked most of the dragon lands.
Ember took a deep breath. “Spike…”
“Yes?” Spike was ready to do whatever was asked of him.
“What do you think about what happened earlier?:
Except for that… “Can I be honest?”
“Brutally…”
“I liked it… I liked it a lot. I didn’t expect you to kiss me at all so it was a pleasant surprise.” Spike grinned from ear to ear, eagerly waiting for some reward. “Did you like it?”
Her mind was screaming at her to tell the unadulterated truth but she stayed her tongue severely. “It was alright… Not bad for a first kiss…” That was it Ember. Play it cool.
“That’s nice to know,” Spike sighed. Ember picked up in the disappointment in his voice.
“I lied… I really liked it. That’s why I wanted to talk to you.” She turned to face him, surprised that he was wearing nothing but pajama pants and pony slippers. “I was thinking that maybe we could try again. You don’t have to. I just want to know if you wanted to.” Spike smiled and approached her. Ember’s blood ran hot the closer he came.
He stood over her with a kind smile. “I would love to,” he spoke softly. It was so adorable “Would you like to?” She blushed as she looked up at him. His eyes glowed against the pale moonlight. Ember nodded. Spike took hold of her pulling her into his chest. His scales were hard while being smooth to the touch. She knew he was still a little young but that didn’t distract from his musculature. She felt as much of his chest as she could. “How’s this?” he asked, his voice resonating through her.
“Y-Yeah…” she continued to inspect him as best as she could. She rubbed his rock hard belly; she could have sworn he was flexing. Either way, she made her way lower and lower until she made it to the hem of his pants. She started to tug at them asking permission to move forward. Spike lifted her chin with his finger luring her into a kiss. Her wings began to flutter as she became love drunk off his actions.
As she began to infiltrate his pants, Spike let his hands migrate lower and lower until he reached the base of her tail. He groped and massaged it earning cute moans from the closed off dragoness. He dared go lower groping her firm ass; kneading it like dough. Every time he squeezed she would squeal and tense up rubbing against his growing erection.
It became too distracting to ignore and her curiosity was running wild. She reached down gripping it hard. Spike jumped a little. “Did I hurt you?” Ember covered her mouth in worry.
“No. I didn't know you were going to do that,” Spike chuckled. He looked at her in her loose cotton pajamas wondering what could be hidden underneath. “Can I uh…”
“Can you what?” Ember’s eyes lit up with curiosity.
“I know this sounds strange… But, can I see your body…?” Ember looked at herself realize that he was underdressed compared to her. She pulled from the bottom of the light blue shirt revealing her slender but toned midriff. Spike watched diligently as her breasts came into view then just like that; her shirt was gone.
“No nipples… Just like me,” Spike thought as he drank in the details of her curvy body.
“What do you think?” Ember asked, her blush growing and confidence fading.
“I think you look amazing.” Spike gave her a peck on the lips before moving lower nibbling and suckling his way down. He even shot little puffs of fire that made her twitch and groan. He stuck around her navel, licking against the grain of her scales endlessly teasing her. He pulled her pants down some, granting him the sight of her black lace panties. He wondered how she came across such a thing out this far, but he had a more pressing matter at hand; make this dragoness scream…
He pulled back her panties and slithered his long reptilian tongue directly down her slit. The moment he made contact Ember groaned with pleasure and her wings unfurled to their full length. Spike lapped at her like she was a delicious sugary treat while Ember swam in a world of unhinged pleasure. Forget hugging, this was the touch she was begging for. This is why her and Spike imprinted on one another. By the grace of the Flame, he chose her lover. And one hell of a choice it was. He would flick the end of his tongue rapidly before taking a long lewd lick down the length of her hot pussy. Flames and smoke sporadically escaped with her intense moans.
Tired of beating around the bush Spike aggressively ripped her pants off and sat her on the railing of the balcony. “Don't fall,” Spike teased. Ember fluttered her wings while she took this moment to regain her composure. Before she could she felt a pinpoint of pleasure rise from her crotch. Every muscle in her body tensed as she grabbed Spike's hair, clenching a patch in her claw. He pushed his tongue in deeper, sucking on her lips and teasing her swelling clit. Ember lost every bit of rational thought as her brain became flooded with hormones that further intensified the pleasure that she felt. She was so lost she didn't realize that she was breathing and howling like some deranged dog.
It would all culminate as she was steady approaching her climax. And to be honest it terrified her. Her body has never acted in this way before. She was spasming, she arched her back, she could most likely be heard from halfway across the kingdom. That didn't matter though. Seven years of pent-up aggression, annoyance, anger, frustration all of it!; were released in the moment she reached her first climax. “Aaaaaaaaahhnnn…..” she howled into the night letting lose the most intense jet of fire that she had ever conjured in her life.
She was gasping for air, her body still tensed. She relaxed relinquishing her grip on Spike who had vaginal secretions covering the whole of his face. He set Ember down. She was acting like a cadaver. Her eyes were hollow and she sat limp and loose. Spike took her shirt and covered her with it. “Ember… Are you okay?” Ember slowly nodded with a faint chuckle.
“Didn’t… expect it…. t’be… exhausting…” she spoke with a slur. Spike picked her up and carried her bridal style to her bed. He laid her down gently and made his way towards the door. “Where are you going?” She sat up and looked at him with longing eyes.
“I thought you were too tired. You couldn't even stand a moment ago.”
“That may be true, but you and I are far from finished.” She gave him a seductive grin. She got off the bed, nearly toppling over. She pressed her chest against Spike while rubbing his hard dick. “I don't know much about mating. This is the first time I’ve done this with anyone…” she admitted while stroking his cock through his pants. “After what you did.” she reached into his pants and took a firm hold of it. “I'm more than eager to continue…” She got on her knees. Slowly she untied the elastic keeping them up as if it were a gift. His throbbing member was fighting to break free as she pulled his pants down. Then, there it was. Bobbing in front of her. As you know neither Ember or Spike know much about making love so to her this was the biggest and most beautiful phallus she has ever seen -even if it may be the only one.
He was thick and covered in veins that ran haphazardly along the topside of his shaft. On the underside there were little backwards facing bulbs, something she was looking forward to in the main event. “What do you think?” Spike asked nervously.
“I think it's-” she gave the tip a kiss “-amazing. Like you…” with no hesitation she took the entirety of his dick down with no complications. She wrapped her tongue around his pulsing shaft and began going to work. Spike looked down in pure disbelief. Not in anytime soon did he expect to be in the situation that he was in at this moment. And she was doing such a fantastic job despite a few teeth pricks here and there. Eventually she took him out of her mouth and let her tongue handle the rest. It danced on cock tightening around it while jerking him simultaneously. One thing began to cross his mind; where in tartarus did she learn to do this? He tried to hold out as best as he could but the jerking along with her licking his tip was too much to bear.
“Ember! I… I can feel it!” Ember quickly took his cock back into her mouth, waiting for him to blow his load. Spike grabbed her horns and started thrusting furiously until in one last and strong lunge he exploded deep down her throat. “Arrrghh!” he groaned. After a few more jelly like ropes of seed shot into her mouth Spike pulled out breathing heavily. “You're right… That takes a lot out of you…” Ember nodded and ran to the balcony where she threw much of what she tried to swallow up.
“By the Flame that was horrid!” she gagged.
“Did it taste bad?” Spike asked, clutching his knees as a runner would at the end of a race.
“No. There was so much! It went down too fast!” she continued to sputter and spit over the balcony.
She came back in. Spike was standing up straight and so was his friend. He looked at her captivated by how the moonlight perfectly captured her form. She looked absolutely beautiful. She sauntered over to him pulling him into a passionate kiss. They kissed groping and feeling each other. Ember decided that now was the time. She led him back to the bed and shoved him onto his back. Spike hit the sheets with a poof while she sat just above his dick.
“Are you ready?” she asked as her eyes started to glow bright yellow once again.
“Of course I am...Spike replied, his eyes igniting as well. Ember raised her tail, taking extreme care that she lined their sex’s up just right. Confident that she was perfectly aligned she threw her hips down on him. Maybe it was a lucky shot or maybe it was precision but she hit it just right. They both groaned at the new feeling. Ember lay flat on Spike throwing her ass back and forth.
It was such a strange but heavenly feeling. She could feel every vein every bulb and every throb as she rode him. Ember was moaning softly while Spike was grunting and growling with puffs of green smoke escaping his nostrils. “Spi-i-i-ke… Ember moaned as she felt all of her troubles and frustration being pounded away. Then suddenly Spike sat up and flipped her over on her back, pinning her arms down as he did so. “Spike?”
“Sorry Ember. I’m on top now!” Spike began to thrust hard and steady getting yelps saturated with pleasure from Ember. She couldn't move, all she could do was lay here while this virile male fucked her silly. “G-Go faster…” she moaned. Spike ramped up his speed pounding away at her like a jackhammer. He let go of her arms and used the bed for support. Ember wrapped her legs around Spike's waist and dug her claws into his back. He winced in pain but he knew that this was her telling him that she wanted more.
In one final burst of energy Spike pounded her so hard the slaps seemed to echo around the room as Ember continuously hollered his name at the top of her lungs. Spike was getting close, feeling that tight warmth growing deep inside his belly all while he pounded his way through Ember’s third consecutive orgasm. “Here it comes!” Spike shouted. Shooting three thick ropes of cum deep into her womb.
His arms grew weak and his head felt light. He fell to the side to be sure not to crush Ember. She was so tired she couldn't even keep her eyes open. She looked over at Spike. Once again he was breathing as hard as a marathoner. Ember rubbed her belly fortunate that she wasn't in season. “Spike…” she drearily called to him.
“Yeah…?” Spike gasped.
“Are you okay…?”
“I’ll be fine… Jus… Jus gimme a minute.” Ember looked back to her ceiling staring at it like she had before bringing Spike to her room “Eternal Flame… I am forever grateful,” She whispered. And cuddled up next to Spike. He took her into his arms. Ember yawned and no more than a second later Spike heard soft snores coming from the Dragoness. He was thinking about trying to make it back to his room without waking her but this moment was too much to give up. So he pulled her comforter over them and settled in for the night.
Author's Note
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