Death Likes me Rough

The Beginning of The End

Pt. 2

Spike had not been prepared for having to deal with two dragonesses and a changedling. What came more of a shock was how willing and unfazed by the two extra guests, Ember seemed to be. This gave Smolder the impression to not hold back on him.

His face was licked and kissed by the orange dragoness, grinding her already wet thighs against his own. Her scent was already flooding his nostrils with the smell of a needed female.
Unlike his mate and the love of his life, Smolder oddly smelled of essential oils, charcoal and a bit of lilies. Her time with Occellus or perhaps she has become used to pony culture fully?

Speaking of the changedling, while he was getting dominated by the horny Smolder, Occellus was getting groped and rubbed by Ember while they watched them both. The features between pony, changedling and dragon were not so vast that Ember easily had already had one claw nestled between the baby blue legs. Occellus had come in wearing nothing but a skirt and a loose shirt(something that was only worn since she did carry some assets unlike dragons) and since she was in the most flammable area, it would have been instantly burnt off.

Ember cared none of that, sticking a digit in between her slit, and holding her against her. Her cheeks blushed bright red, her soft muffled moans became more audible and her secretions dribbled past Ember’s claws and down her legs.

“I-I-I’ve n-never i-imagined that Smolder would-d do something like this- ohmp!” A digit pushed into her slit, creating a reaction that slowly started the fire of an inevitable climax.

“I am not surprised,” Commented with a soft blow of air to her ear. “She was always shy here in the Dragon Lands herself,” She licked her sides, playing her outer digit on her labia while still keeping her middle claw nestled within. Smolder had managed to secure herself fully as the dominant partner and now, had grinded Spike’s shaft across her sex, smearing their fluids together across their bodies. “How is she with you?”

Occellus shivered as Ember’s claw reached a particular part of her inner slit, one of many that changedlings had but not other creatures. “R-Rough…Mmpphh!!” A small gush of fluids left her. “I-I-I have t-t-to change into a d-dragon-nn-aah! I-I’m less-s bruised and sore that way ahhhh!”

Ember blew a small bit of hot air into her ear before she gave a small nod and pulled away. “Then I think it's best if you change into your dragon form now… because I am pretty sure by tonight, you’re definitely going to be sore. You got three dragons to deal with and one of them has a spear that will penetrate you… if you want and that thing is strong.”

As if to prove a point Smolder had finally had enough and decided to press her dripping slit down on top of Spike’s hard and strong shaft. Wide eyed, Ocellus watched her lover almost cry out in surprise and moan with an intensity she never would have… unless Ocellus did something truly kinky and outside their normal play.

Spike groaned at how tight Smolder was, her body almost not used to receiving such a prize within her. Despite the age difference, the height difference didn’t seem too vast, only their regions were way off. As each ridge passed into her soaking lips, it sent wave after wave of powerful spasms and pleasure to her body. The squelching sounds that left her body indicating what fluids tried to leave her tight hole and what fluids were mixing with his.

“Fuck your huge!”

“Fuck your tight!” Both dragons moaned their own chant on one another. And to fully emphasize their own points, a visible bulge formed on the lower abdomen of Smolder, as Spike’s spire slowly slit up into her. Ocellus was staring wide-eyed at the display, awe mixed with fear consuming her heart at the thought of having to take something like that into her. In panic, she did transform rapidly into her brown dragoness form, she aptly named Kindle, which steadied her a bit due to her thicker scales, but the pleasure was almost pushed harder now that Ember didn’t have to hold back. Two digits sunk into her slit, morphed into a dragoness’s and it further induced Ember’s need to fully go all out on her.

Smolder was on top of Spike, having fully taken his shaft into her hole, moaning as loud as possible at the feeling of his tip breaching her womb. Spike was also in an euphoric high for how tight she was, but it also felt different and even odd knowing that the female before him was not his mate.

She met his hips when she settled down on his shaft. These pillows provided little leverage since she sank in a bit but that didn’t stop her from rising up once more, leaving herself half way in, before bringing herself back down on him, trying to get used to his body.

With a few shifts, grinds and adjustments, the duo began their fun with slow and deliberate humping into one another. Spike thrusted while Smolder lifted and fell. Soon, the two dragons began a rhythm and with it, came the dance that warranted the other’s to join.

Ember half dragged, half carried Ocellus/Kindle to the pillows to join the others. She pulled them both to the side of the pillows, laying down first before bringing Kindle on top of her. In this form, Ocellus was physically tougher than before, but the fact that Ember could still make her squirm and buck and twitch against her body was surreal. Her digits hadn’t even left her slit as she had brought them over, her claws full coated in love juices from Kindle. Curiosity had her and Ember wondered if there was a difference between her changedling form and her dragon form.

She stuck the fluids into her mouth, earning a wide eyed gasp from her. Ember instantly moaned at the taste, noting that there was a huge sweetness that emanated from her while a bit of ivory was added into the mix, a sort of odd blend you wouldn’t get from a dragoness’s snatch.

Kindle practically was in euphoria upon seeing that and even knew that… changedlings did carry sweetness to their biology(according to a few changelings with non-changeling partners and mates) and that it was a sure way to-

Ember replunged her claws back in her, causing her to cry out as claws spread her labia open, creating a powerful pulse of euphoria to wrack her body. She let out a faux burst of flames to leave her mouth, as Ember ruthlessly clawed her.

Smolder was already slamming her form down ontop Spike, with enough to shift the mass of pillows around them. Poor Spike, while enjoying himself, was unfortunately at her mercy and couldn’t much but be swallowed by pillows while his mate was busy handling Smolder’s mate.

The differences between the two were adaptable but still welcoming. Their combined juices began to pour from her groin and coating his waist. As he continued to fuck Smolder, he was suddenly covered by a shadow, a brown shadow and then… someone with a wonderul sweet smelling vent sat on his face and he was flooded with a unique florescence scent and taste that soon spread across his mouth.

Kindle was now in full bliss as she was shoved down onto Spike’s face and his snout was pressing against her gaping labia. It had taken a moment between her being shoved onto his face and his hot breath inhaling her fumes before his tongue had reached out and lapped her juices.

Ember watched the spectacle of two females fucking her mate and while that would normally irratate most, it turned her both on and off. Turned on, because no matter the female, Spike would always be on bottom… at first. The fact that he seemed to have no idea how to please two females at the same time but was still making an effort, also elated her desire to try and bring others. The only off part was that he wasn’t one of the few dragons who had two appendages so she could join.

Instead, the dripping from her slit would have to be satisfied with his tail, which she promptly grabbed from between his legs. She then lined herself right behind Smolder, holding onto her, while she used his tail to slide the tip into her own snatch. Her moan is a needed vocal piece for Spike as if instinctually or not, began to push his tail into the love canal of his mate, knowing that it was her using his tail.

Never had there ever been such a higher state of ecstacy… no wait. He just achieved that the other day earlier but this was more. This was a physical and an emotional part that existed here and now for him, not on an astral plane. This was his reality, his current situation.

The one that flooded his mouth with such sweet tasting fluids, the other that took his pride on such a wild ride, and his heart that took his tail. The trio of females that he was pleasing, doing everything and anything he could to make them happy, that was his reality.

Kindle/Occellus was the first to cum, the changedling in dragon form, flooded his mouth with liquid sweetness. Like liquid sugar pouring from her slit, he was doused in her flood of secretions. He half choked on her release, not really prepared for the sudden gush that left her sweet tasting snatch.

He inhaled through his nose, keeping his tongue swirling within her hole and prolonging her orgasm. Meanwhile south of his face, Smolder was held by Ember, who rode alongside her. The blue dragoness rubbed the upper lip of Smolder's, increasing her impending climax. Spike had quickly grown accustomed to them and promptly doubled his efforts.

His tail pistoned or twitched inside of her making her really spill her juices on him, while he thrusted up into Smolder with much vigor. He could feel himself getting ready for his climax and his mind hadn’t registered if it was okay to cum inside of Smolder or not.

Occellus was done cuming but she still sat on his face while he continued to drink in her bodily fluids. She slumped forward onto Smolder, who caught her. The orange dragoness looked at her pleased mate who had half lidded eyes and a stupid smile, she managed to line her mouth with hers as she was being thrusted in.

In that moment that she did, she moaned deep into Kindle’s mouth as a powerful orgasm left her body and her walls squeezed tightly, on Spike’s dick. She held onto her mate as their tongue met in each other’s mouth, mixing their oral fluids. At the same time, Ember watched the action and leaned in so that her face could be near their own to join.

Spike gave a deep grunt as he managed to push up on Kindle’s hindquarter’s up, getting some air. His face was coated in a sticky, stringy mess of secretions that lingered on her lower legs and his face. His trusting was less but now both females that rode him were pushing themselves as he slowed down. His phallus began to twitch inside of her, already feeling the imminent pleasure ride up from his internals to his base.

The drake focused hard enough to speed his tail thrusting inside of his mate, hearing her moan behind Kindle and Smolder. His tail then was clamped on tightly by her vent, earning a prompt growl of pleasure and knowing that she was cumming, he focused on his. Whether he could cum inside her or not, he didn’t care.

He went back into Kindle’s lips, just as his dick throbbed, twitching wildly inside of Smolder which also caused his tail to twitch inside of Ember’s body. A moan left him as his tip began to fire shots of thick dragon seed into Smolder’s womb. His tail tip pushed into Ember’s womb, penetrating it and wiggling madly within her. Both females cried out in total orgasmic bliss as one was flooded with seed, while Ember came hard on his tail, clamping down on it. Occelus had a smaller second orgasm when Spike’s moan vibrated against her nethers and once more flooded him with her sticky honey.

The four dragons rode out their individual but near synced climaxes, coating Spike in at least three different secretions of females on him. The pillows were also in a messy state of fluids, though none of them seemed to care.

Ember pulled Smolder back, giving her a lick across her face, whispering to her, “You did great with him.” She brushed her claws around her chest.

Smolder gave a groan and looked down at herself. Her belly was slightly bloated with his seed and it was being held closed by his still hard phallus in her. She shuddered as he shifted and spilled some of his seed out of her gut. He pushed aside Kindle, allowing her to fall on the side of the pillows.

A content and stupid smile was plastered on him, along with having a face full of stringy secretions from Kindle. Both of them laughed as he looked so disgustingly silly like that. However that didn’t deter them from leaning down and laying with him. Smolder laid on top, still trying to remain with him while Ember laid to his other side. Pulling close, they began to clean his face from the fluids, not minding at all.

Cleaning his face was the best part for him, as he got to open his mouth and let their tongue’s invade his own, trying to comb up the fluids from the changedling. Even in her dragoness form, she still tasted just as sweet, something all know knew that most changedlings had a sweet taste to them.

He in turn began licking back, causing a swirl of saliva and juices to blend, spreading the fluids in their mouths. One would lick his face, the other would clean his mouth, then they would switch roles.

About five minutes of cleaning and trying to coax one another a bit more, the four dragons let their energy and bodies cool down to rest. Spike held onto the two females to his left and the one on his right, feeling content with what just happened and perhaps… maybe perhaps hoping for something like this again one day.

He even found out a bit more of Ember, a side he didn’t get to see before and same with Smolder and Occelus. What did this mean to them in the future?

Night came and so did the anticipation. Not just the thrill or the anxiety, but the sheer fact that something new and big was going to be introduced to a place that has never experienced something as unique and as powerful as music, let alone metal.

When the trio of dragons and pseudo-dragon had flown over to where the pit was, every dragon that was ever alive in the lands, young to extremely old, was present. Every color of the rainbow could be seen with dragons and including exotic looking ones, many in which Spike has never seen before. Word must’ve traveled beyond the Dragon Lands to other areas with dragons to come here.

Yet despite this, the only thing that went through his mind and he had accidently said out loud was, “Wow, I’ve got a lot of dragons to disappoint… or please.”

Instead of denying or disagreeing, like Ember was about to, Smolder nodded and spoke right alongside him. “Yeah and the worst case being that you actually have to stay here until those idiot ponies are caught, so your options of hiding out here or anywhere is pretty limited.”

A growl left Ember while Spike, somehow in the middle of flying slumped in form. Still, he put on a brave face and pushed forward.

The booth that contained the source and possible all power to change the dragon lands forever, now lied in his claws.

...This was going to be fucking epic or suck so bad.

Dragons that knew who was in charge of the new technology and about to bring something different, all began to cheer and roar in anticipation. The four dragons landed near the stage dome built, having many dragons already up close and nearly personal. The cheers and roars continued, with Spike feeling really excited and nervous at the same time. With everything going on in Equestria and here, he hoped that his time here would be spent trying to build relationships both healthy and friendly.

Whether it's with the teenagers that once bullied him or the adults that paid no mind to a young one like himself, he hoped that after tonight, it would be a change for the better.

Landing directly on the micro stage, Spike and company were instantly sent almost backwards at the cheers and roars.
He quickly ran up to the deck and as he looked down at the console, he quickly flipped on the switches. The whirring of magical electricity and hums could be heard coming to life. Lights, low hums from the bases could be heard and the stage began to warm up with everything planned.

He looked over and saw the many dragons that filled the area. Swallowing, he hoped that with what was about to happen, this would allow living here to be a bit easier. He picked up the mic hanging on the corner, flipped the switch for the gems scattered throughout the lands and the main switch for the giant speakers.

Licking his chops, he took a deep breath… and let everything fall away.

“GOOD EVENING EVERY DRAGON!!!!!!” The power in his voice amplified and almost shook the foundation of the speakers.

But the attitude worked no less, for a near deafening response was given of cries and roars from many dragons came back at him. Young and small, big and old, he heard their cheers.
That was enough.

He gave a grin. “We are here today, because you wanted to hear something good, something new! Something… that will make you bang your head and roar with excitement!”

More roars and cries of approval were given. Nodding he then looked over the sea of dragons and didn’t want to delay much longer. Giving a final look over his controls, the lists, the plays made and so on, he took in more confidence.

“Many of you once believed that ponies, diamond dogs, griffins and other species were weak, nampy pampy mammals and such and could never be as hard core as us dragons, right?”

There were a lot of certain roars and growls of approval, though a small portion was divided and that was what he wanted more of. He gave a final grin before pulling up a track one of the devices usbs, highlighted it, then hovered over the play button.

“Well… I’m gonna prove you wrong!” He pressed play.

The heavy strum of violins was the first thing they heard, nearly causing many to jump that were nearby the speakers or the amplified gems, before the heavier part of the music really slammed down.

Many dragons were instantly blown away by the heavy drums and beats, even scaring a few of the larger ones at the intense noise. Those near the gems could feel the vibrations through the floor.

Stroke lights of red, dark blues and even a low gray began to flash all round the stage as the music began its first lyrics.

‘Mired in illusion, Lost in the Masters game!’
Silenced by the idea of time, Nurtured with lies and deceit!’

Dragons began to slowly grow accustomed to the loud noise, their heads slowly bopped to the music.

‘The silent seeker, the seer, Travels beyond the veil!
The silent seeker, the seer, Fleeing the dense womb of ignorance!’

While they didn’t know the lyrics right away, some began to really listen and pay attention, trying to find the words and sing them

‘To the trained eye, there are no coincidences!
The more you see, the less it makes sense!
To the trained eye, there are no coincidences!
If you can not see, You can not truly know!’

The music continued on and the dragons began to jump or cheer, or even begin some form of hitting one another, especially towards its peak. With a part of the song vocales area, the dragons banged their heads and began chanting with the song. They didn’t know the lyrics but they repeated what they heard.

‘We are the current sum of all the ages
Leaving a trail of burnt pages, Thrown into darkness as stars. We travel alone as one’

As the song continued with more vocal, Spike saw from the distance the elder dragons getting into the tune and it pleased him to know a few did enjoy it. In fact… he saw not far from it, Torch himself slowly bobbing his head. This really was a good look. The dragons in the area continued to bang their heads or each other in joy and were even trying to move with the music's tone. With heavy tones, they bounced or moved just as heavy.

The song was reaching its peak with the final heavy bass playing and the song going all out in its pitch in volume, the dragons were getting pumped and energetic. The vibrations were from both the music and the dragons stomping on the floor, slowly added to it by the bigger and older dragons.

The song hit its final notes, with arena fully blessed by its powerful intrsutrments, voices and the metal that it unleashed.

‘The silent seeker, the seer, Travels beyond the veil!
The silent seeker, the seer, Fleeing the dense womb of ignorance!!’

He flashed the lights to a dark red, matching the team of the song and the lava around them just as it dropped.

The cheers and roars overshadowed their arrival, practically even making his ears ring a bit. Ember and Smolder seemed to lavish in the cheers, but poor Occellus in her draconic form had to shield her ears with claws. Still, this was a success but he still knew that there was more.

Without waiting for anything else, he played the next song.

This one had a weird instrumental sound that no dragon, not even Ember, Smolder nor Occellus could identify. Spike just gave a grin and spoke through the microphone. “This… is dedicated to us dragons!”

A cheer rang through the pits, with stroke lights beginning to flash in dark colors of gray, deep blue and purple. Normally such colors would be terrible in such areas of night but the hazy glows of the nearby magma flows and rivers somewhat uplifted the lights. Suddenly the heavy rift of the guitar and drums began to play and then, the start of the song. Instantly, the dragons began to bang their heads.

‘Nomads plunging into the vast abyss, Unattached, Fleeing through the chasm!
Naked in pure darkness, embracing the new dawn!’

A weird nomadic chant played for a moment.

‘We are gods! Here for the taking!’
‘Yield to the Dragon's embrace!’ A powerful roar of approval and cheer came over them upon those words sung. ``We are Wolves, and snakes!
‘Yield to the Dragon's embrace!’

‘As pawns in this secret game, No one knows nothing!’
Yet, in the realm of sacred play, everyone knows everything!’

The music took a small dip in play, then it was instantly hit by a heavy blast of music and a cord that seemed to send a shockwave throughout the surrounding area.

‘A winged and secret flame! Leaving this paradigm, A dimension we are set to flee!
A winged and secret flame! Leaving this paradigm, A dimension we are set to flee!

Then the music shifted and became calm with the piano in play. Spike took the opportunity to speak as the slow segment of the song played with lights deeping a low blue and purple.

“My fellow dragons!” He said evenly, speaking into the microphone. A wonderful cheer of roars and approval greeted him. “This is a wonderful time to be here, to bring you something new and exciting, to fill your hearts with music and power!”

More roars and cheers greeted him, even by the adults. The music was pushing his confidence and while he knew that he could fail at it, they would all still love the outcome of what he would play for them.

As the music took on a sharp tone with the classical instruments, he spoke with the song then against.

“There will be a day where I hope that dragons and ponies and other creatures can come together to work in unison, and while I know that there are many who disagree, I know that if that day comes, we all come together and bang our heads in unison. If and when it comes, I ask that you join me, join them to make even more awesome music together. To sing, to dance and to become more than what we are now!” A roar of approval.

“So I ask, if that day comes, will you join me!?”

A loud roar of cheer greeted him.

“I SAID… WILL YOU JOIN ME!?”

The roar was deafening once more and every dragon joined in chant. With a grin, he yelled, ‘Then sing it with me!”

Then as if one, every dragon sang what they could remember.

‘WE ARE GODS, IN THE MAKING!

WE ARE HERE, FOR THE TAKING,

YIELD TO THE DRAGON’S EMBRACE!!!!!

WE ARE OF TRANSCENDENCE!

WE ARE… WOLVES AND SNAKES!!!!!!!!’

Grabbing the mic once more, Spike chanted into and pumped his fist up and down.

“Aye, Aye, Aye!”

Every dragon in return did the same, chanting in unison.

“AYE AYE AYE!” Matching in tandem with the beat.

Then the music slowed, in which a small dip would pause, but Spike purposely slowed it to a complete stop, along with lowering the audio and lights, giving a somewhat dramatic and uneased pause.

Then… he flipped everything to an eleven and the music blared out insanely high. It practically sent a musical shockwave throughout the area. Everydragon jumped up but with joy and energy as the song continued with full force.

‘A winged and secret flame! Leaving this paradigm! A dimension we are set to flee! The arrival is in the departure!
We are sculpted into life, by the hands of DEATH!!

“Once more, chant with me!” Spike demanded into the mic, pointing it out towards the crowd.

“We are gods! Here for the taking!
We are wolves! And snakes!
YIELD TO THE DRAGON’S EMBRACE!”

The song ended, but the cheers and roars practically vibrated him and his eardrums to almost defining levels. Like a volcano exploding, Spike endured the full power of what dragons were like when they really liked something and would do anything for more. Many seemed to have forgotten already that he was a pony raised dragon and that while he was nothing grand nor amazing, he brought this music to the lands. He knew that this was not a quick fix to a lot of things, it would probably start the process of dragons accepting ponies for more than what they were.

He turned to Ember, Smolder and Occellus. Ember and Smolder were proud and while the changedling had her ears held tightly with her claws, there was a somewhat approving smile on her. Feeling the support, he turned back to the mic and with a lick of his chops, he spoke to his crowd.

“You dragons want more!?”

The approval shook the stage once more. Spike didn’t hesitate and set the speakers to play the list of music he and Smolder set up.

The evening was in for a treat.

Four hours had passed, Spike played various songs, artists and more. Each one had varying tones of metal from heavy, to death, to black and so on. A few left dragons confused, while others left them wanting more and even the adults seemed to enjoy the odd song here and there.

The mosh pits that had begun in slow and low numbers, scattered here in there but over time, a huge pile of dragons began to slam and hit and ram into one another, grew to almost half the size of a hoofball field. A giant swirl of dragons, young and old enough to fit in it, where they banged and roared their heads at the music.

Ember felt like this was a mission success and even the adults that normally enjoyed watching the younger ones scuffle or fight, were now chearing over their brood in fights or others. Suffice to say, the music made the pits the most dangerous but most sought area to be in. Spike cringed at some of the violence before him but it seemed to make everyone around him happy.

Luna’s moon had risen high in the sky, indicating that it was near the middle of the night and perhaps time to put in a song that Occellus thought might be good to hear.

This was a song he actually felt was the most romantic metal song out there and he wanted to dance to it with Ember. However Ember saw that a massive brawl had suddenly involved teenagers and elder dragons together in the distance and she had to sort that out before others got killed.

“I'll be back, gotta fix this.” She took off without another word.

“Ember wait!” Spike tried to call out but it fell over the cheers of dragons wanting another song. This one he really loved and he wanted to dance with Ember to it. Still, he didn’t want to make the dragons more restless and many seemed to be hanging on just a bit longer. With a grunt, he turned to the Smolder and Kindle. “Looks like we got a nice song to end the night with. What say you two make this last one special?”

Both females regarded him for a moment and Smolder grinned. “Fuck yes!” She pulled up to the Mic using her tail to pull Kindle to her side. Grabbing the mic in claws, Smolder picked up on Spike’s uplifting vibes and added her own.

“Dragons and Dragonesses! This will be one of the last songs of the night!” A few cried out in dismay or annoyance but seemed to be happy getting a few more. She turned to Occellus and pulled her close so that others could see them closer together. She gave the brown dragoness a quick kiss on her face, earning a few cheerful chants or whistles and a blush from Kindle. Her brother giving her an encouraging nod too. Turning back out to the crowd, she set up for the next song.

“This one goes out to all the couples, hoards and pairs in between! For the love is out tonight!”

The song began with an upbeat tune, rather than the heavy metal ones they had been listening to all night. The rhythm was different and so was the synthesizer until the intrustments began to play the joy and the excitement returned.

The dragons that had couples, or in hoards or just mingling with others, began to jump into the tune with one another.

‘You’ll soon be hearing the chime! Close to midnight!’
If I could turn back the time, I’d make it all right!’

How could it end like this? There’s a sting in the way you kiss me!
Something within your eyes said it could be the last time, Fore it’s over!’
‘Just wanna be, Wanna bewitch you in the moonlight`!
‘Just wanna be, anna bewitch you all night!’

Spike quickly left Smolder and Occellus handled the booth as he took wing up and out to the sky to search for his heart.

‘It keeps on giving me chills, But I know now!
I feel the closer we get, to the last vow!’

‘I don’t wanna end like this(Like this, yeah)
But the sting in the way you kiss me!
Something within your eyes said could be the last time,
Fore’ it’s over !’

‘Just wanna be, Wanna bewitch you in the moonlight!
Just wanna be, wanna bewitch you all night! (All Night!)
Just wanna be, I wanna bewitch you one last time with me tonight!
Just wanna be, I wanna bewitch you all night!’ (All Night!)

Spike searched high and quickly for his beloved, his heart buried in a sea of dull colors and scattering of dull sparkling rainbows.
As he searched and searched, his heart ached, trying to find his sapphire amongst the rest of the lands and as he began to feel fear; he finally saw her.

She was amongst a group, trying to get away from them but was trapped and almost being buried by their dancing. Fear turned to determination and want to turn to need as he sought for his other half. Taking a swift dive down, he angled himself to come from the side under a larger and taller set of dragons.

He came fast and hard, focused and clear to help her and when his sharp eyes saw an opening, he shot forth, half skidding on a clear pathway. Ember barely had time to register his arrival when he scooped her, arm around her back and another under her legs and with a powerful gust of wind and force behind his wings, shot out and up into the sky.

He flew high enough up to be away from the crowd but low enough to hear the music, just as their forms were highlighted brightly by Luna’s sparkling moon. It was here that his dance and his love for him flourished for her, using the heated thermals to keep them high in the air.

‘Just wanna be, Wanna bewitch you in the moonlight!!!

Their eyes met, like two star crossed lovers, with smiles forming on both.

Just wanna be, wanna bewitch you all night! (Whoa Whoa!)

Ember and Spike twirled, as their love and wings help them dance in the air.
‘Just wanna be, Wanna bewitch you in the moonlight!!!
Just wanna be, wanna bewitch you all night! (All Night!)
They danced high above the others, their love blooming the world with moonlight.

Wanna bewitch you in the moonlight!(Moonlight)
Just wanna be, I wanna bewitch you all night!!!’

As the song began, Spike knew that this was the beginning, their beginning of a beautiful life here with her, the dragons… and perhaps something far more. Regardless of what happened to those who wanted him gone, he was happy here.

‘Woh-woh-who-wohh!
Woh-woh-who-wohh!
All night!
Woh-woh-who-wohh
Wanna bewitch you all night!!!’

Two hearts merged and the end of the night was just the begining of their lives.

Author's Note

WHOA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What a BLAST!!!!! This chapter sat unoutched for a year while the others worked on. And so happy that this is the end of the first half of Death Likes me rough. Yes I know, first half and with the other half, it will be the end. Now, to clear a few things up.

Those who remembered in my blog post (here) may remember why I delayed this but for those who don't... well you can read it but Ill give short answer here.
My first intial debate for Death Likes me Rough was that it was going to tackle a global virus and infect Equestria. It honestly would have played out liek Covid, but... because real life covid happened, the story almost got canned and deleated. However, it was such a highlighted story and even begged on PMs and such to continue, I had to spend a good portion of time to revamp the story and mix things around. I didn't want to offend anyone with the original plot, especially those who have passed due to this virus(including family of my own) and make this hated. Now that covid is somewhat dying, I still feel uncomfortable to going back to the original plot. I even had to cut the story down by half.

With that issue, also came with my blog on how I felt on MLP. Now read it or not, I am still with what I said but since this is a Spike based story, I will focus on this one to finish it. The cut half is sadly only going to be five chapters. Again, I really wanted to write more but I refuse to use the original plot.
Next, there will be an interlude next after this a short one, followed by focuses on Spike ONLY, no one else. So if motives and all that will not be explained in the back, Spike is my focus and I chose to leave stuff in the back.

For those of you who are interested on how the original plot was going to be, the songs here and in the last chapters, hint at what was going to take place. Each song I chose specifically for what might have happened in the plot and what might still happen in this one. The song carry meaning and that is why I also wrote down the lyrics. Hell, I put in a few secrets in here for it! Listen to the songs, I hope you get hooked on the artists and listen to their amazing work!

Lastly, the clop was meh... sorry but written by rush so I apologize. If you got this far, yes I will try to get more SmolxCellyxEmbxSpi in future chapters. The next chapters will try to have a bit more clop.
Thank you all for understanding why this took awhile and I hope that I can update this with a bit more clarity and speed. Thanks also for sticking with me during these weird times in the world.