“Oh, come oooooonnnnnnnn!!”

The purple dragon pouted after that involuntary whine, and crossed his arms in frustration while standing before the three Alicorns. Even though he knew better than to act so juvenile about the matter being discussed (especially when he hated when ponies automatically assumed he was much younger than he actually was), it was hard to cover how upset he felt about the situation. There were about dozen different things he wanted to say to the Princesses, which he knew he’d likely get away with saying due to his status as a Royal Assistant/Advisor. However, the drake also knew it was wiser to just keep his mouth shut for the time being.

“Spike,” said Twilight Sparkle as she huffed with a roll of her eyes. “I really don’t think I should try to explain why this is important for us to address to you. You know just as well as we do how important the Equestria Games are in terms of International Diplomacy.”

“Yes, yes I know!” groaned the dragon as he scoffed and shook his head. “Believe me, I helped out with enough of your Royal Reports to know how prudish some of the visiting countries can be. But you can’t seriously be acting this strict about it, can you!?”

While Twilight sighed and rubbed her temple with a hoof, Princess Celestia decided to chime in on her former student’s behalf. “Spike, given the circumstances for an event like this, I really don’t think what we’re telling you would be considered ‘strict.’”

“Besides,” added Princess Cadance, who was standing beside Twilight with an apprehensive look of her own, “It’s only for a couple more days. I really don’t think it’ll kill you to not have sex during that time.”

“Urrrrrghhhhh!!” Spike’s teeth gritted tightly as he groaned sharply to that statement. After taking a quick breath, the drake tried to speak up for himself while ignoring how much his left eye was twitching. “I seriously don’t see what the big deal is here! I mean, yeah, I might be a slut. But does that really mean you all have to try and ban me from having any sex during the games?! What do you think is gonna happen if you don’t make that rule?! It’s not like I’m gonna put up a ‘Public Use’ stand in the middle of the Empire or anything!”

Despite how crass the dragon was acting, Celestia was the first to point out with a raised hoof, “Well, technically you have done that before, Spike.”

“That was different!” retorted the drake as he pointed a claw up at her. “That was during Nightmare Night, and after all the kids went home!”

Now it was Twilight’s turn to groan while covering her frustrated expression with a hoof. Even with how long it’s been since that Dragon Migration, the Alicorn was sometimes still unnerved that Spike had developed such a promiscuous personality after he returned. Of course, due to the fact that he technically wasn’t hurting anyone (not to mention the extensive amount of time he spent in therapy, which proved that Spike wasn’t traumatized or negatively affected by his experiences with those dragons), enough time had passed that nopony seemed to care anymore. As long as he was happy with how he saw himself, and was capable of helping out ponies in ways that Twilight and her friends weren’t comfortable with, then the fact that he was a shameless slut wasn’t much of an issue.

However, that didn’t change the fact that she and the other Princesses were still peeved that they actually had to drag the little dragon to an unused storage room in the stadium, just to tell him to keep his claws and orifices to himself. Especially for the sake of Diplomatic relations.

“Spike,” said Cadance as she gave him a firm stare with her brows raised, “None of us are implying that you aren’t responsible with your… methods of assistance with ponies. We just don’t want those to be seen by Dignitaries who would strongly disapprove, and make things harder for us when it comes to International Summits and trade negotiations.”

Spike may have been upset, but he was mature enough to understand the Princess’ worries on a political perspective. However, he still breathed out pertly before asking, “Well, what do you expect me to tell the Crystal Ponies around here? Do I need to bring up how much they all adore me whenever they see me around?”

“No, please don’t,” muttered the pink Princess while sighing with a hoof over her eyes. Cadance may have been the Princess of Love, but even she was shocked beyond words after witnessing the aftermath of Spike’s multi-day “Celebration” he received from the Crystal Empire following Sombra’s defeat. The Crystal Ponies were justifyingly grateful, not to mention generous for no longer being slaves to King Sombra, but the massive orgy that ensued around Spike afterward would’ve been wild enough to make Incitatus* blush. Even over a year after that event, the drake could’ve been mistaken as a Fertility God from all the action he’d be offered or received every time he wandered the Empire’s streets. Because of that, Cadance had to take a breath before saying, “I’m just saying that given what usually occurs with you, it would be best to not cause any conflicts with outside nations due to social differences or taboos.”

“Then, just have me do stuff behind closed doors!” shouted Spike with his claws raised. He gave the three an expectant look, like he felt that answer was unbelievably obvious. “Shouldn’t that be enough for all of you?”

“Why do you think we’re talking to you about this right now?” asked Celestia with her eyes narrowing on him. “You are aware that crystal walls aren’t sound-proof, right? I was walking down the main hall of the castle with the Dutchess of Maretonia, which turned very uncomfortable for both of us when we overheard the very detailed happenings involving you and half the kitchen staff!”

Spike could see that Celestia was rather pissed (and rightfully so), but Spike couldn’t help growing a cheeky grin while blushing at that reminder. "Uhhh... Heh heh heh~"

“SPIKE!!” yelled all of the Princess at the same time.

“W-What?!” he blurted after a small jolt from their outburst. “I was just in there for a taste-testing! You should be yelling at them for offering those frosting samples on their--”

“SPIKE, NOW IS NOT THE TIME!!!” roared Twilight furiously, which was sudden enough to make Spike and the other two Princesses flinch in surprise. The Alicorn had to take a breath, and covered her face remorsefully after such an un-Royal reaction. Fortunately, Spike was too flustered by his guardian’s outburst to try and say anything. Instead, he merely stood wide-eyed with a slight look of unease on his face.

“Ughhh… I’m… I’m sorry for yelling at you, Spike...” Twilight knew that she had to take action, but she still felt the need to mutter that apology just in case her assistant took it too personally. After a quick sigh, the Princess lowered her hoof and spoke in a more maternal, but still stern tone of voice. “Spike… you know that I love you. And given all that’s happened in both of our lives, I don’t think it needs to be said that I will always love you, no matter what. I’ve lived with you long enough to accept you for who you are, and to let you live your life without any judgement…”

Spike bit his lip uncomfortably, and nodded in response to Twilight’s undoubtedly sincere words. Even though the two have had some rocky patches between them over the years (especially after he grew a more sexually-open mindset), those hurdles only helped to make their relationship grow into an unbreakable bond. Despite her hesitances regarding his actions, Spike knew that the pony would never stop loving him, nor would she painfully judge him for his decisions. Because of that, he kept himself silent so she could finish her speech.

“And right now, we’re not asking you to refrain from things due to us being ‘prudes,’ or not understanding what makes you happy. We all clearly do, and if this was any other time you know we wouldn’t be intervening like this. But this is the Equestria Games, Spike. This is an event where creatures from all over the world gather to join in innocent, family-friendly competition. If you were to do anything inappropriate, it would not only endanger our titles as competent leaders, but also negatively affect Equestria’s social and economic climates as well.”

“Not to mention,” added Cadance with a shrug, “there are children all over the Empire. Do you really want to risk being seen by any foals and breaking one of your strictest rules?”

Spike huffed and closed his eyes in understanding. Given how young he looked, Spike made it explicitly clear early into his new lifestyle that he was a legal adult, and refrained from doing anything child-related. That not only meant performing acts away from child-friendly venues, but also flat-out refusing to serve any pedophiles who may have seen him as a kid. And given how Cadance's statement about the event’s crowd population was correct, the drake could only sigh and nod apprehensively. “Okay, I… yeah, I get that. But I have been avoiding doing anything outdoors around here.”

“And like I said,” stated Celestia in repeated emphasis, “the crystal walls aren’t sound-proof. I know this may be an inconvenience, but you have to understand why we’re treating this so seriously.”

Once again, Spike could only exhale while looking away from them with his arms crossed. He still had a slight pout on his face, but he looked significantly less upset than he was a few minutes ago. Part of him wanted to disagree to the Princesses’ measures, but he knew that the Equestria Games wasn’t like most other events he took advantage of for sex. So despite his lingering ideas, the drake closed his eyes and sighed before shrugging in reluctant acceptance. “Well, I… okay, fine. I understand.”

Twilight breathed out with a smile in relief. “Alright, thank you,” she replied in a more courteous tone towards the little dragon. However, her muzzle skewed a bit before she decided to add with slight hesitance, “So, ummm… would you be alright with doing a Pinkie Promise on the matter?”

“Oh, come on!”

“Please,” she added with a much sterner stare on him. “We already have an important meeting we’re running late for, and I don’t want to keep wondering what you might be up to if you don’t promise us you’ll be on your best behavior.”

He wanted to chastise her for not trusting him, but the drake still groaned with a roll of his eyes before blurting, “Alright, FINE! I promise I won’t solicit any sex, OR accept any solicitations for sex from ponies during the Equestria Games, alright?!” He then raised his claw, and gave the familiar motions while sealing that pact with, “Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!”

“Thank you!” With a very content smile on her face, Twilight went in to give her assistant a thankful hug. While Celestia and Cadance nodded gratefully and their leaves, Twilight stayed for only a second more to add, “And don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll find something to occupy your time with until the games end. Just enjoy yourself, alright?”

Spike merely sighed flatly and nodded. “Yeah, yeah…” The dragon was clearly bummed, but he still mustered up a smile as he waved the Princesses goodbye. By the time the three Alicorns left the room, he only waited about five seconds before he pulled down at the sides of his face with a frustrated groan. “NNNNGGGGGG!!! S-Stupid family-friendly games!”

Spike wanted to sulk back in his bedroom, or even use his breath to set something on fire, but he knew that neither of those options would be a good solution for his disappointment. It’s been over a day since that romp with the kitchen staff, and he hadn’t been able to get any proper action since then. The last thing the dragon wanted to admit was that he was addicted to sex, but he knew any statement otherwise would’ve been a lie. Whether it was in his mouth, in his claws, or shoved up his immaculately tight hole, he knew that he was gonna go stir-crazy if he didn’t get his fix of cock soon. But with that Pinkie Promise he made, he knew that Twilight would likely never forgive him if he broke that now.

“Urrrghhhh… Well… at least I have my toys in my room,” he muttered to himself with a meager shrug. Since his quarters was back at the Crystal Castle, the drake knew he had quite a walk from this stadium to reach his Terrible Drake collection. They weren't a perfect replacement, but he could at least get his prostate a good rubbing to help ease his growing blue-balls. But given how many crystal ponies were around, Spike cringed at the thought of having to turn down so many guys for the Princesses’ sake. Alas, all he could do was take a deep breath as he left the storage room with a scowl on his face.

However, like a grand coincidence of miracle-like proportions, the drake re-entered the rear hall of the stadium just as a particular athletic team were walking past the door. Spike’s emerald eyes widened in an instant, and his jaw nearly dropped to the floor at the sight of the three massive brutes. Having just finished their final runs for the afternoon, the athletes representing the Gryphon Kingdom looked absolutely drained while breathing heavily and walking in tandem. With biceps as thick as tree trunks, builds as muscular as Bulk Biceps (along with properly-proportioned wings), and the distinct scent of heavy musk wafting from their sweat-beaded feathers, the dragon was frozen as a strong blush practically exploded across his face.

That Pinkie Promise played back in his mind, but not due to his conscience trying to remind him to be good. In fact, it seemed that his mind thought back to it as a realization came to him…

I promise I won’t solicit any sex, OR accept any solicitations for sex from ponies during the Equestria Games…

I won’t solicit any sex, OR accept any solicitations for sex from ponies…

Sex from ponies…

Ponies.

Spike may have not been planning any loopholes when he made that promise, but he was infinitely happy that he inadvertently did. Especially when one of the gryphons stopped and noticed the blushed dragon. The muscular avian had a deliciously thick and toned chest, covered with a ruffled plume of brown feathers that were beading in sweat. The fur along his slender feline backside carried a tan color similar to a lion’s, which went along well with his thin tail with a tuft of brown fur at the end. His brooding golden eyes carried a similar shade to his massive jagged beak, which grew a sly-looking smile when he caught sight of the drake.

“Hey, wait a minute…” The gryphon pulled out his claw, which prompted the other two gryphons to stop while behind him. One of them had pitch-black feathers above his light grey coat, while the other had a plume of purple feathers that was only slightly darker than his fur. Neither of them seemed to notice the dragon until they heard the brown one say with an excited smile, “Holy shit, you’re Spike, right?!”

Spike’s eyes widened quite a bit, and he grew a shaky grin as he tried to keep himself casual. “Uhhh… Y-Yeah! I am!” He reached out his claw and introduced himself politely to the gryphon. “It’s a pleasure to meet you! I know a lot of crystal ponies call me Spike the Brave and Magnificent, but you can just call me Spike.”

“Sounds good to me,” replied the gryphon as he firmly shook Spike’s claw. “Name’s Blaze Clawston, but you can just call me Blaze…” After finishing his claw-shake, the athlete’s eyes narrowed on Spike as he added with a cheeky-looking smirk, “I will say, though… I’ve heard you being referred by a lot of other names around here~”

Seeing that all-too familiar gleam in the gryphon’s eyes, Spike’s smile turned much more coy while replying with a shrug, “Well… I suppose I have, Blaze. If you don’t mind me asking... what names for me have you guys been hearing?~”

The drake’s smirk was accompanied with a slanted raise of his brow, which caused Blaze to chuckle knowingly. He took a second to glance back at his fellow gryphons, who both cackled a little with similar-looking grins of their own. “Well…” After a brief pause, Blaze looked back down at Spike and answered with a playful shrug, “We may have heard from some crystal ponies that you’ve been known as... the Crystal Empire’s unofficial carriage~”

That reply made Spike giggle with a cheeky tilt of his head, not showing any disagreement with that term. “Yeah, I’ve heard that one before. And… given how many stallions have ridden me hard around here, I can’t say that name’s a lie by any means~”

Blaze and the other two smiled wickedly wide, which only made the dragon’s expression turn more suggestive while standing before them. Spike leaned against the wall of the hallway, and wiped his chest with the knuckles of his free claw as he asked, “Just to clarify something, since I’m not a hundred-percent sure… Are the locker-rooms around here made with crystal walls?~”

Blaze seemed a little confused, but the black gryphon piped up with a raised talon, “Uhhh… actually I think they use cinder blocks for the locker rooms. Probably for safety reasons or something.”

In the split-second he thought things over, Spike’s smile became just as wide as his new friends. Since he wasn’t technically breaking his Pinkie Promise, nor would he be endangering International scuffles within more sound-proof walls, the drake looked up at them and said in a very pleased tone of voice, “Well then… are you guys needing a little... assistance after such a big game?~”

Blaze chuckled with a crack of his neck, and narrowed his eyes on Spike while his brows are raised. “You sure about that? Because we have like, five other gryphons waiting in showers right now~”

That addition caused the dragon’s fangs to be clearly seen beneath his giddy grin. “Mister Clawston, I seriously hope you're not underestimating me~”

"Wellll.... I just wanted to make sure you knew that," Blaze said with a roll of his eyes in clarification. "I'm sure you have a lot on your schedule, so we didn't wanna, you know... take up too much of your time."

"Oh, don't worry about that, big guy~" purred the dragon, his pupils slitting for a brief second as he felt his primal urges kicking in. "Luckily for you guys, my schedule just opened up rather wide... And I have a feeling that won't be the only thing opened wide from the looks of things~"

While the other two turned back to each other to high-five in anticipation, the dragon motioned Blaze to come closer with a ‘come hither’ movement of his claw. After the gryphon leaned down, Spike whispered naughtily into his ear, “If you bring me to the locker room with you guys, I’ll let you have the first go~”

With a devilish smile practically welded on his beak, Blaze picked up Spike with two of his talons pinned between the scales on his head. “Deal!~” he shouted cheerfully before hoisting him onto his back, and motioning his teammates to follow him. “C’mon, guys! I think it’s time to... hit the showers~”

As Blaze's friends cheered with revived energy, all that Spike could do was smile in elation while riding the muscular gryphon's back. However, as the four made their way down to the halls towards the locker-rooms, the drake shivered a bit and thought to himself, Oh man... I really hope the cinder blocks will be enough to cover what happens next~

Author's Note

*Just in case anyone reading this isn't a history expert, Incitatus was the horse (and official consul member) of Caligula, one of the most controversial and sex-crazed Emperors of Rome.

Also, I want to clarify that this story's Blaze Clawston is the same Blaze from my magnum opus series Brushed Away. However, I don't consider the universes of Brushed Away and Chronicles of a Sluttified Spike to be in the same canon. Troy and Canvas might be in SlutSpike's universe, but SlutSpike is obviously not in Brushed Away's.