A Smoldering Start, Endless Ember
Proper Dragon Mating Techniques
A.K.A (How to Fuck Your Dragon)

Spike grunted as he was shoved onto the bed. Smolder threw off her top blouse, meaingless in this situation but kept the skirt and panites on. She straddled SPike’s waste where his draconic heritage stood strong and tall. He was no big dragon, but for a whelp his size, it was ‘decent’. She eagerly albeit harshly grabbed his pointed shaft, causing him to gasp in some fear and discomfort.

She gripped his shaft, small beads of pre-seed beginning to ooze out from the pointed tip.

“You know…” A blush appeared upon her features. “Your the first drake I’ve ever touched here.” she commented, lightly stroking his shaft.

Spike gulped, a pleasing feeling slowly crawling up his spine and legs.

“Y-You s-sure about that? Y-You seem t-to know what your d-doing.”

She grinned and leaned down to bump her snout with his, shaft still in her claws. She licked across his snout, letting some drool linger onto his face before rising back up and continuing her work on him.
“I watched one of my brother’s friends suck him off at one point. Kinda snuck out of my way and watched silently as he was being jerked off.” SHe used her index claw to gently run it up and down his shaft, causing him to shudder. Her own vent still lingered with the post-orgasam but she continued to secreate her juices, slowly dripping or cascading from her legs and onto his waist. The room smelled of teenaged sex drive and it didn’t help that neither of them had any real experiences
“B-But have you ever actually…”
“No,” she answered quickly. A smile of familiarity touched her. “But if I was going to have my first, I am glad it was you.” WIth that, she pulled up and slowly grinded her vent over his shaft, bringing moans from them both. She teased them both, rubbing his oozing tip over her dripping hole, making soft squelching noises as they continued to rub on another.
Enough teasing, she finally relented and slowly parted her vent with his tip, easing her way into herself. His hot organ perfectly slid inside her moist entrance, barbs slowly scraping her walls and temperatures matching each other. Being roughly the size to hold with her whole claw, he slid in her with little struggle and under her own power, she lowered herself until his shaft was deep in her and her vent met his.

A sigh left her and as she opened her eyes, she looked down at the drake before her. Adoration, ecstasy, high on dopamine and perhaps… a bit of curious love struck, Spike looked before her like she was his goddess. His eyes sparkled, he had a stupid smile on his face, plastered with pleasure and care, he was just happy to be part of this.
Smolder liked that he was enjoying this too… despite being on bottom. She knew that as pony raised dragon, he would have no problem with her being on top as well as not care for her leading. That is why she enjoyed this more than anything. The fact that she had him deep inside her, she could feel his heartbeat through his organ, the laboured and strong breathing coming from him, and his eyes full of lust, was what made this amazing. Other males would rather be on top, doing their best to quickly get off and not care for the female afterwards. Leave them unfinished, dirty and unwanted.
Yet, Spike took care of her first. He licked and drank her juices without much hesitation. She moaned and orgasamed directly into his face and he was invigorated. She shoved him down on the bed with her on top and no complaints. He was deep inside of her moist depths and did not beg her or demand to continue. He was on her level and she was on his. This is what made it perfect.

And with that, she took her time and her leisure, but made sure that he would get it too. Slowly using her strength on her knees against the bed, she slowly raised herself off of him, feeling his shaft exiting her, with their fluids mixed and creating strings of secretions to expand. She didn’t fully exit however, just barely leaving the tip before lowering herself back down to meet his hips. His barbs once more sending shocks of pleasure up and down as she lowered herself.
She then ascended once more, then descended again. Both moaned in almost unison and Spike had finally managed to work his arms and laid them on her hips to help her. He had not control but he did want to help her by making it more easier for her. Feeling his claws on her hips, she smiled and gazed up on him with adoration.
“No dragoness has ever experienced something like this.” she softly moaned. “At least, not with them on top...Hmmm!!.... A-and not with a drake going this steady.” A soft gasp left her as she began rolling her hips up and down, creating a steady rhythm of their session.

Spike grunted feeling more pleasure rippling and twisting his body. His head was high on the clouds but he heard her sweet voice. “Am I really worth this all to you?” he asked, through his breaths.
“L-Less talking…. Uhhffff…” With that, she continued to ride him out and push for the pleasure. Not arguing, Spike mustered what energy he had in his young body to continue. Never in his life would he imagine getting this amount of pleasure, let alone this early in life.
His crushes of Rarity were all but ghost whispers in the back of his mind which was now filled with a draconic lust. Smolder was fully in his mind now and it was all he needed. The sweet sound of her moans, the strong grip of her hips on his, their fluids mixing and cascading on him and to the bed. This was true pleasure at its finest.
Young and inexperienced, worry free and total freedom, passionate and unbound. The two dragons continued their intercourse without the world outside to bother them. However, with their experiences, came timing it also came with uncontrolled, pre-teen desires to finish quickly. Spike felt a surge of pleasure coming from the base of his shaft, a wonderful feeling of ecstasy slowly building its way up.
Smolder herself was working her way to a second orgasm, her juices flowing endlessly from her vent and onto his hips. She felt her walls closing in on him, with his barbs already reaching full flare and making it hard to concentrate. Pre began to spurt from his shaft and coat her walls, all the while he groaned at her with warning.
“S-S-Smolder!” he managed to gasp out. “I-I’m getting c-close!” His first orgasm to be inside of another creature and it was the most amazing feeling. Smolder continued to ride him, feeling her climax approaching soon. “M-Me… t-too!” She moaned. With their squelching increasing in noise level and their desperation to finish, both teen drakes pushed themselves at their limits, using their energies to final reach their ends.

As draconic as it could get, both dragons roared in unison, releasing flames from their mouths. Smolder fired her flame directly up in the ceiling, while Spike’s matched hers. Luckily, there was no overhead lamp and it was crystal walls and roof, so nothing essentially burned. Spike’s shaft throbbed as he shot his load, deep into Smolder’s depths of her inner core, while Smolder climaxed hard and flooded his shaft with her juices.

Their mingled fluids instantly clashed and creating an almost eurpha wave that shook them to their cores. The bed was drenched in their combined fluids and reeked of their sex. Both dragons finally reached their points and with a satisfied grunt, Spike thrusted weakly a few more times in her, firing off anything else he had in him before stopping. Smolder herself finally stopped squirting herself and only twitched in response at the after-climax. With what little energy she had, she slumped over and felt right next to him, bringing his legs together with her so that he stayed inside of her.

The next few minutes had the two in post-ecstacy with their minds hazed in blurs and sounds. They were dizzy but felt wonderful. They were tired, but were happy. They smelled dirty, but never have felt more pure. Smolder continued to gently rub herself on him, even as his shaft slowly began to deflate and return to its protective covering. Their hearts began to slow down, reverting back to its normal pace. Their fluids began to slowly dry and created a thick paste between them, only to separate with their breathing and creating a thick web of dragon fluids. Their minds regressed back to reality and with it, came back to their eyes boring into one another.

Smolder then weakly wrapped her arms him and brought his head to her breast area, where she rubbed his head against hers. A stupid grin formed on her.

“T-That…. Wasssss….. Awwwwwwessssome…” she tried to explain but lacked the energy, which came out more of a growl. Spike was in a bind as his head was gently smooched against her scaled chest. He couldn’t speak so he rumbled against her chest, which sent more tingles to her, in agreement. With their energy drained, sleep found them quicker than expected.

After their short nap, roughly only a hour had pass. Smolder was wide awake but remained bed ridden. Spike was slowly coming too, though he remained firmly placed upon Smolder’s chest scales. He did however continued to rub himself against her. She didn’t mind it, for it meant that he was comfortable with her, enjoyed the session and it was a form of ‘cuddling’ for dragons.

Normally, she would have repulsed at that, but the fact that he was not trying to drag himself away from her or leave or even try to ruin the moment with egotistic bragging, made her content that he was a gentledrake.

“So…” he half muffled through her chest. “What happens now?”

Smolder thought about it and felt that she could just leave him be and they could say it was a one time thing. It was spontaneous, it was quick and real feelings weren’t involved, right? She knew that this was his first time, but he also had to know that no real love or emotions were put into this. Just two dragons going at it, exploring each other without repercussions or feelings to be hurt.

So, why did she hesitate to answer him truthfully? She liked him… alot, but no love or strong emotions were in this … session of theirs.
“I-I-I’m not sure.” she answered. She slowly pushed him away and looked into his emerald eyes with hers. “I mean… you know this isn’t love and all that, right?” She prayed it wasn’t like that.
Spike gave a somewhat hesitant nod. “Uh, yeah I know. But uh… will it be?”
Again, she had no real feelings for him, other than adoration and maybe some slight(huge) crush on his heroic deeds and selfless nature. Saving an entire empire and having a giant statue made of pure food sounded like the works of a noble dragon. She wasn’t sure herself if her feelings would ever manifest into something more, she didn’t have that much trust in herself to say ‘yes’ but she wouldn’t dare say ‘no’ that something couldn’t be build out of this.
Using her best judgement, she gave a small sniff and sigh.

“I’m not good at this whole ‘feelings’, you get me?” He nodded. “So I’m not going to say ‘yes’ to you right now or maybe even later, but I uh… I think over time we can find something to work on.” She paused. “Dosen’t mean you get to be ‘lovey dovey’ around me or when I’m with friends.” She gave another pause and somewhat whispered. “Only when its just me and you.” A blush formed on her cheeks. He nodded but remained silent. He had nothing else to say. She continued to look into his eyes before closing her own and pushing away. She dared not fall for him now. “Come on, we got to get cleaned up. Don’t want Twilight or anycreature else to come into my room and see us like this.”
Not arguing, the two separated from each other. They used the sheets to clean themselves, seeing as they needed to be washed either way. Hopefully Smolder could get these clean before any creature had a chance to smell or see the drenched sheets. Putting them off to the side in a dirty hamper, Smolder than headed to her shower. Spike remained in place however.
She stopped, not hearing his footsteps behind her and saw him just standing there.
“What are you waiting for?”
“I-Ill wait until your done.” He said almost embarrassedly. Smolder groaned and rolled her eyes. “Come on! You and I already naked and we just rutted each other. You think a little shower time is going to be any different?” He still seemed hesitant and he had fantasies about being in the shower with another female, but his young mind was still recovering from what they had just done.
Not waiting, she made her way to her restroom, followed quickly by Spike. The two entered, quickly setting the knobs to high heat and began to bathe. Though no physical interaction happened after, Spike still felt shy about sharing a shower with Smolder, yet he continued on and kept busy, by scrubbing himself. Occasionally he would get a peek under her tail to see her butt or a good look at her slit, where his seed had been slow to drip out of her and disappear with the water.
Trying to avoid another embarrassing moment, he quickly clean himself as best as possible, even volunteering to get Smolder’s back side and wings, before exiting the shower first.

Smolder finished up shortly after and the two dragons went to her bed where they began to take off the sheets to have them washed. The silence that was between them unerved them both, yet none of them could speak to each other. Spike didn’t want to pursue something that wasn’t there for sure and Smolder didn’t want the drake to have high hopes for something that maybe nothing.

Breaking the tension, Spike sighed and decided to speak first. “Well, if we are gonna… not be together, then are you okay with me still trying to go with other… uh interest?”

A painful pinch hit her heart, almost physical enough for her to flinch, yet she held back any emotions like a true dragon and shrugged casually.

“Up to you, I really don’t care. For all I care, you could go after Ember and let her rut you.”

Fate had a funny way of showing up at the right or wrong opportunity, especially those whom test it. Let the fool, be quelled by their actions, and least test fate, with their boundless words.

Spike gasped and then belched loudly and powerfully a fire from his mouth. Luckily, he did it away from anything flammable. From his green flames, emerged an orange scroll with a red binding. Smolder blinked at the sudden intrusion of the scroll.
Spike caught the scroll in claws and looking over the binding. His eyes lit up with excitement. “Oh! Its from Ember!”

Smolder herself seemed surprised by this. She made her way towards him as he began to open it.
“What’s it say?”
Spike cleared his throat.

“Dear Spike, I am making my way towards you tomorrow. I have wanted to speak to you about a certain time frame that is coming up but it seems to me that I have no time to really ease you into it. The Dragon Mating season is close at claw and many dragons have come to ask to be my mate and to be part of my rule, prior to the season. I have declined every offer, even from the females that have taken a liking to me as well. However, I could not stand to be with a dragon whom only wants me for my body or for my status. I want somedrake to be with me because they want to understand me, to hug me, and to tell me that my feelings are not… useless or weak. I usually show only my aggressive side to look strong in front of other dragons. But to you, I don’t feel the need too. Which is why I am asking you, upon my arrival if you, Spike Sparkle of Equestria would you be my mate? I hope by the time I arrive tomorrow, you already have made a choice. Sincerely, Your friend, Dragon Lord Ember.”

Spike had been slow to read all that and at the very last sentence, he half wondered if he should have read that out loud at all. Smolder seemed to be affected by this too, however her expression tried to remain stoic, if not, slightly surprised. She knew that Dragon Mating season was soon, with it being the time when she would begin her first heat cycle at the turn of the season. Ember was clearly old enough to begin taking on mates. She was older than Spike and Smolder, roughly putting her in her third decade, making them almost a whole decade apart from herself and Spike. However, it was one of the reasons that she was over here and away from the Dragon Lands and happily trying to avoid… what Ember had described. Yet… it somewhat ‘ticked’ her that she had just basically given full permission to Spike to be with her. Not only that but if anything is to go one by this is that Smolder is having real competition with her Dragon Lord.
Not that she was trying to compete with Ember over Spike(who was she trying to fool?)but Spike was truly one of a kind drake. His personality, his charm, selfless, carefree and upbeat attitude that actually carried heart and warmth is what made her fall for him. She couldn’t dare admit it, but now that Dragon Lord Ember herself just admit it that she wanted him for that reason, was she wrong to push him away?

Spike had shaken from his stupor and quickly realized that he had to plan for Ember’s arrival. “Oh, I got to set everything up! I gotta let Twilight know too! Have her set up the extra rooms, prepare some of my finest gems…” He paused with his cheeks turning red. “I-I-I gotta give her answer by tomorrow!”
Smolder wanted to tell him something but she wasn’t sure what to say. She had just told him that there was no love or feelings for this. That he could go on without her, so why was she guarding herself from herself? Unable to comment, she wasn’t able to stop as Spike made her way out of her room. Before he fully left however, he turned to her and asked to her.
“Are… you gonna be okay?” He paused. “With the whole mating season thing, I figured you might want to return to the Dragon Lands and you know… have fun there?”
Smolder once more hid her emotions and she hated herself for it. “Pssh,” she scoffed. “Maybe, as long as it isn’t boring or out of whack, I’ll probably go.” Her mind screamed at her for not just saying the truth, so it was that reason she felt she lost Spike.
He nodded and with a smile. “Well, hopefully we both enjoy our time.” With that, he closed the door and made his way out to the hallways, leaving her to herself.
“Yeah… enjoy.” she half mumbled. She began to silently curse herself and began to work on getting her sheets cleaned. As she gathered them, she didn’t notice tears leaving her eyes.

Author's Note

Sorry it took so long to do this but like I said in my post here, its difficult to do clops for me anymore. This one took about a solid two months to do.
I had to stick to the shows Smolder a bit more but I also wanted it to be my own thing so I quickly push some more of the show in this and then ended with my own version. Don't worry, the next chapter will be much quicker than this one and have its own version of what can go wrong when you don't plan ahead.
Point out any errors and Ill get to them quickly! Thank you all for reading!

The explicit underage anthro version can be given link too through P.M.