When the ponies are away, the Dragons will play, or if the dragons find luck, they surely will fuck. Part 2.

A Smoldering Start, Endless Ember

When the ponies are away, the Dragons will play, or if the dragons find luck, they surely will fuck.

Part 2.

The two dragons had flown away from the castle for about ten minutes. Spike was taking them to a far away(by hooves at least) to a remote area outside of Ponyville. It wasn’t well explored since it was a road that lead between the mountains, but over here, was a small lake, where at times, he would fly to be excluded from the rest of the world.

Spike guided Ember to the lake where sand met water and he felt the warm, crunchy feeling of loose sand coax his feet. Ember looked around, finding some beauty in this secluded lake, reminding her of the time Thorax and her flew away from the ponies when both came to visit Spike.

“Wow, its… wonderful here.” She turned to him. “And… no one will come here?”

He shook his head. “No, this part of the area is away from the main road, so its isolated and away from any one for miles.” He paused and looked at the lake. “I-I come here to separate myself from others, wanting to be away from it. Ever since I grew my wings, I have felt the need to do it.” He slowly made his way to the lake, where the seemingly calm dark water, reflected his newly adjourned features. He gave a small smile towards his reflection which is returned: “I want to separate myself.”

Ember nodded in acknowledgement. “Yeah, it's a bit of an instinct to separate oneself from others. You want to mature, you want to grow, you want to hoard and keep it to yourself.”

He sighed and nodded. “Yeah, I knew it had something to do with that.” He shook his head. “I don’t want to be that… dragon.” Ember looked at him, curiosity causing her to cock her head towards him. He looked, crestfallen, staring at the water below him. “I don’t want to be like them, Ember.” He then looked up and at her with worry and sadness donning his face. “I don’t want to be greedy or selfish or violent or angry. I just… can’t.”

The way Ember was raised, she would see that as weak or as pathetic as any dragon could get. She would have probably have kicked any dragon she knew like that, down for thinking so weak thoughts.

That was the old her. After months spent talking to him, she realized that Spike was a better dragon because he wasn’t greedy or violent. He didn’t ask for a piece of her hoard or to gain some favors as Dragon Lord. He treated her like any other dragon instead of someone his better. He ‘worded’ to her on equal footing, never talking down at her when she made a mistake in words or didn’t understand them.

His charisma came from the fact that he never boasted about the feats he accomplished, treating them as everyday tasks and chores. From helping save the world from Nightmare Princesses, Chaos Chimera, to saving an entire Empire, twice! Not a lot of it made sense to her but she saw that he had indeed done more than most dragons have done in thousands of years. It also worked into her heart, that despite the gain in height and prowess, he would still be the same, caring and loving drake she had come to adore.

Twilight said they had written love letters to each other. Ember denied love… she was too powerful for that. But then came the fact that her father was one of the few that had shown her that love was just as powerful. Torch loved her mother dearly and with conviction. She felt that she would never fall for that… type of scenario.

Yet, here she stood next to one of the most wonderful dragons she had ever met, alone and together on a remote area away from prying eyes. To her, it never really mattered that others would have watched or that she was going to do something lewd. But Draco knows that it was Spike whom made her feel special and to be intimate with him, requested special circumstances.

Unbeknownst to the both of them, they were quietly being spied on by a certain orange dragoness by the trees.

“You don’t have to be,” Ember replied, holding his claws in her own. He looked at her, seeing the beautiful lake reflect moonlight in her amber. “You are your own dragon. I think that… after being around so many that are… just plain stupid or dumb…”

“What you grew tired of ruling over the dumb ones now?” Spike joked.

Ember gave a grin. “No, that is still fun to do. But what I mean is that after being around just regular dragons for so long, its nice to find one who isn’t so regular. You are different, you are strange, you are weird…”

Spike snorted. “Was that a compliment?”

Ember punched his shoulder. “Will you let me finish, you stupid dolt!”

“Ow! Okay!” he relented, rubbing his shoulder. Ember giggled at his reaction.

“See, that is what I mean. A normal dragon would retaliate and hit back, but you just took it and brushed it off.”

“Well yeah,” he responded with a bit of annoyance. “You punched me, you didn’t want to hurt me. You just did you. Nothing to worry over for.”

At this, Ember dropped her smile and nodded.

“Yeah, I was just being me.” Her attitude dropped and Spike noticed. “You literally got hurt and you knew that I didn’t mean to hurt you, yet I still did because you know what kind of dragon I am.”

In his own way, Spike liked Ember for being who she was. A tough, strong dragoness who defied her father, trusted a pony loving dragon to help her and took the throne of Dragon Lord. She was a kind, sensitive dragon, but she was raised to be a tough one at it. So seeing her so down by being one, it threw things into perspective on how much he had changed her.

“But that’s what makes you unique too.” He brought her claw to his mouth and gave it a quick kiss, awkward since he had a pointed muzzle and no lips, which earned Ember a confused look. Spike flashed her a sheepish smile. “You did what no other dragon has done before. You’ve changed the lands to be better than they were before. Little if anything but you’ve slowly started the change.”

He pulled her in close and upfront. He looked a bit down at her, his height beating her by a half a foot. His emerald eyes glossed over her amber ones, deep beautiful in orange colors that reminded him of the volcanoes he had see in the dragon lands.

“You’ve changed me for the better.” He motioned for the upgrade in his body. He wrapped his much longer tail around her’s, tying them close. Ember, in her life, had never been this close or intimate with a dragon. The feeling of another dragon’s breath and musk so close. Their heartbeat beating against her own body, the deep rumble of instinct to rut him because of her approaching season.

In truth, both were waiting for context on what to do next. Spike wanted to keep holding Ember like this for as long as possible. Ember wanted to throw him down and immediately rut him. However, both were not ready and it showed.

“So… what now?” he asked her, not sure of himself. Ember really wanted to fuck him, especially with those dreamy eyes. However, she knew that he was inexperienced and not really showing any signs of arousal. Still, she wanted to show how much he meant to her.

“I… would think that we just… go at it...” she sounded unsure, feeling embarrassed as well. “Normal dragons would just throw themselves at each other and just start fucking.”

He gave her a small grin. “We… me… are not the most normal dragons to just start… uh…” He couldn’t say it. Twilight raised him not to curse.

Ember saw this and actually giggled cutely. “You can’t say the word ‘fuck’? Really?”

He gave an embarrassed nod. “When you are raised by a strict pony whom chastises you for speaking incorrectly, it gets embedded in your head.”

Ember didn’t understand the word but she nodded. “I bet.” She then paused, thinking of another topic. “Have you… ever wondered where you’ve come from?” She ran her claw across his head, letting him be cupped by her palm. “Have you ever thought why you lived with them?”

He paused, thinking of the ‘Sludge’ incident a bit back, though he couldn’t find a fault in himself for it. Instead, he looked past her and towards the lake, shimmering in moon light. “In truth,” he began, sadness echoing in his voice. “I did, at one point. I wanted to see how I came to be here. Why did Celestia have my egg and so on. Then I go to the dragon lands and find myself among dragons and find out that most dragons are mean and greedy.” He quickly turned to her and smiled. “Most,” he emphasized. “Not all.”

She nodded but didn’t speak. He continued on. “Then the Gauntlet of Fire starts and I never get to look past it. Smolder already told you about Sludge?” A small growl left her, he quickly brushed his head against hers, easing her mood quickly. “It’s alright, its over with.” She stopped her growl and rested her head against his neck. He wrapped his arms her body. “After that… its just never came up again. Then, I realized it doesn't matter.”

At this, she removed herself from him and really looked perplexed at this notion. “What do you mean it doesn't matter? How can it now matter?”

Spike shrugged, though he could see this really upset her. Trying his best, he would explain it to her. “I don’t think it matters to me anymore because I am happy with what I have here, Ember. I love my life here with my friends and family. Twilight, the girls, Thorax, Smolder and so on…” He paused and let a small chuckle. “They are what matter to me Ember, not my past.” His smile dropped, transforming into a sadden smile. “If the little that I learned from Sludge, is that not all dragons are kind and caring for their young. I mean… what if my parents didn’t want me? What if I was abandoned?” His voice gave in a slight crack of sadness but he pushed past it. “I’d… rather not think that my parents were bad or hating dragons, Ember. I’d rather know that my egg was founded in miracle by Celestia, who alongside her and Twilight, I was raised to be the dragon you know and lov… care for.”

He didn’t say ‘love’ because he wasn’t sure if they were there yet to say it to each other. Not once had they ever used the word in their letters. Yet, he still cared enough for her to say it… if she accepted it.

And that is what Ember wanted, his love, his acceptance and his life by her side.

“I wouldn’t care about my past if it meant I could never be the dragon that I am now. The one you chose to be with you as your life mate.”

The words carried through and through, even as the night wind blew past them and carried the sweet scent of the lake and forest. The moon shone brightly into each other’s eyes, making their eyes shimmer and dance in wondrous lights. Ember’s heart stopped and for that moment, she knew that this was going to be their moment, that this is what they were waiting for.

Ember’s heart started back up and with an eager growl of lust and adoration, she threw herself at him. Spike was caught off guard and barely managed to catch her, but the added weight had him fall backwards and land on the sand with a heavy thump and a grunt upon his butt. She wrapped her legs on the side of his waist and her hips and his met, where she could feel the small opening of his slit meeting hers.

“You have no idea how hot you have just become by saying all that!” She growled, her face hiding nothing of the lust she felt her him. Already she could feel her slit moisten and part, slowly emitting her scent into the area. Spike caught immediate whiff of it.

Ember’s smell was stronger than Smolder’s. A rich scent of earthen brimstone, weighing heavy with musk that Spike felt it, was what a female should smell like. She was about to enter her prime, with her body slowly changing into something wonderful. This was the beginning for her, the heat that one day become so strong, that she would have no choice but to mount and ride the nearest male close by. She chose him. But for now, she wanted to be with the male she dared give her heart too. The one that would one day provide for her whatever she needed.

Ember wrapped her legs tighter, bringing their crotches closer together with her slit pressing on his, feeling the signs of Spike’s organ starting to press past his protective slit. Spike stiffened, his shaft slowly starting to emerge and peek over. Her scent was strong, extremely strong, even with them being out in the open, Spike’s newly enhanced sensitivity to smells, took in Ember’s scent into his lungs.

As she leaned in, she began to grind herself on him, trying to coax him out of his shyness. Her snout came to him, her tongue stuck out and she began to lick his cheek, trying to slather him in her saliva. Spike shuddered, slowly but surely wrapping his arms around her back, pulling her close. Due to his body held down by her own, all he did was just hold her in place, allowing her to do whatever she wanted to him. He wanted her to take control because he wasn’t even sure what to do.

The blue dragoness noticed this. Male always prefer to be in control, to be on top or to be the one that goes first. But here, she felt in control because she knew who he was, how he is and what he will be like when they bond eternally. At this point, her rubbing had continued to a bit more excitement. She was secreting a large amounts of fluids on lower belly, letting her juices flow onto of him. This had his hardening shaft that had come out already, get coated in her fluids, something the twitching member seemed to enjoy. But Spike could already feel himself pressing against Ember’s body, just not its designation.

From the treeline, Smolder could smell the combination of Ember’s and Spike’s sessions. She was downwind from them, close enough to see directly at them, but not in their view. For some reason, this really, really intrigued herself, as she though smelling another dragoness’s scent would be a turn off or a distraction, yet… Ember’s smell was lovely. Perhaps it was because she was Dragon Lord, perhaps its because it was mating season or perhaps the idea of a ‘hoard’ with one of the few dragons around that most have respect… or ideal affection for this reason…

Smolder didn’t dare answer that herself. She couldn’t, she wouldn’t, she… was leaking from her own slit now and had dropped to her knees behind the tree, watching her Dragon Lord and her first fuck dragon, began to ride each other. How was this such a turn on?

She stared in awe, half envious gaze as Ember really began to grind her hips onto Spike, pressing his shaft in and around her folds, smearing their secretions together. Smolder laid a claw to support herself against the tree, while the other claw began to rub her gaping slit. Two claws rubbed her opening with rigor, hearing the now soft moans of Ember and Spike at their amazing coitus.

Spike gaped a bit, feeling his shaft get pushed into the opening of Ember’s labia, feeling her hot depths just from the tip of his organ. Her fluids poured from her body in such frequency, that he almost had no effort sliding right in her. Ember for her part had unwrapped her legs around him and instead pushed him onto the floor of the beach. Spike’s didn’t complain as they separated for a bit. But Ember quickly switched over to her knees, raising herself up a bit, making herself look taller and imposing. Spike stared at the beautiful dragoness above him, almost standing out brightly from the night-sky. Her eyes were brighter than the stars behind her, blazing like the fires of an erupting volcano at night.

But that’s what this was. Their volcano, their force of nature, their goal to reach an explosive end. But maybe a bit less violent than a real volcano.

Ember lowered herself upon his shaft, spreading her labia upon his spire, earning a moan from them both. With his increased size, he also grew in that regard, almost double his length he had when he was with Smolder. Ember continued to sink down upon him, spreading more herself upon him. His ridges were thicker now, scraping her sensitive walls as she lowered herself on him, his base was thicker, spreading her lips further away and he was longer now, almost filling her up to the point where a visible line could be seen from her belly.

Finally, her hips met his once more, settling back onto her knees with her wight being supported by him. Spike didn’t really notice nor care, as his shaft was wrapped in a tight cavern of moist juices from the Dragon Lord herself. Ember visibly vibrated or shook, as a micro-orgasm came from her core.

Smolder gushed a heap of juices from her cunt, the two claws that were currently embedded in her caked in her secretions. A low cry of ecstasy left her, as she had also achieved a small orgasm as she matched Ember’s descent onto Spike. She envied her Dragon Lord right now. She may have taken Spike’s first mating, but she got to experienced his upgraded equipment and judging by how deep she was as well as how tall he was, moments before Ember buried herself on him, Smolder knew that Ember was about to get the fucking she wanted.

A small grunt left her as she pulled her claws from her soaking snatch, covered in her juices before she pushed them back in, just as Ember rose herself from Spike’s shaft and begin the cycle.

Ember moaned as she rose, feeling Spike’s shaft leave her, both making them shudder at the feeling of their organ’s separating, with small squelching sounds and wet noises coming from between them.

She then slowly lowered herself back onto him, trying to let her body remember his outline. He was definitely bigger than she imagined but it was so much better because she was in control. Spike may have had his time with Smolder, but this was meant to be true pleasure of beyond normal mating.

She knew that Spike’s new enhanced physique along with endurance and stamina, they could truly make this count for a long period. That’s what she needed and so did he. She looked down towards his emerald eyes and leaned down until their muzzles nearly touched.

“You feel… amazing…” she hissed, pressing herself down upon him, grinding herself forward and back, side to side, causing them to both groan in ecstasy. Their juices mixed but most of his flowed down and coated Spike’s lower region in the fluids. Spike reached for her hips, keeping her there as he tried to speak.

“You feel… wonderful, Ember.” He had a goofy grin on his face. “Especially being this… bigger, this better.” He sighed and rubbed her sides, letting his claws glide up and down her sides. “After all these months, I think my fantasy becoming reality is awesome.”

Ember grinned and licked him across his snout. “Did you imagine being this big…” she then looked down in between them, his bulge outlined in her belly lightly. She looked back up and squeezed her walls, seeing his eyes shut and he groaned at that, earning a playful grin from her. “...or being this deep inside?” she finished.

He shook his head. “No, at least… not this big and not this soon.” He paused, opening his eyes and looked at her. “And not when you looked any more beautiful then you do now. I feel like… I’ve died and gone to Elysium.”

Ember continued to grind against him, keeping their organs wet and active. “Is that what ponies believe when they die? Elysium?” He nodded. Ember then quickly raised herself before settling back down quickly and hard, earning a large groan from him. She shuddered at feeling her walls clamp down on him as his shaft’s ridges rubbed her inner walls with their sensitive flesh. “Dragons have their own....hmmm…. Believes.” She placed her claws on his chest to begin a slow steady rhythm of rising and falling down on his hips. “We call it… ‘Dracona Terra’. It’s were dragons go when they die… or feel like they are beyond this world. A haven, a world were dragons live and nothing else.” She felt his hips thrust up into hers, earning a sharp gasp.

“That sounds amazing,” he grunted, finally feeling the steady rhythm of their hips meeting. “Shall we go there, together?”

Ember didn’t respond for she growled and began to slam herself down on him as his hips met hers. Every time he came up, she slammed down, but they never separated long enough for his entire shaft to leave her body. He never wanted to nor did she him.

Their moans now echoed loudly, out crying the bustling wind in the are, the small crashes of water against the shore or the wild life buzzing around them. Spike felt like he was experiencing sex for the first time again, mostly because this was his first time in this body upgrade that he felt it. His senses were higher along with the increased size and ridges upon his shaft, he was experiencing nirvana or ‘Dracona Terra’ for the first time. He dared not forget his experience with Smolder, but he would always feel that this was his triumphant rise.

Smolder bit on her arm to keep from moaning out loud and alerting them. She was ‘grounded’ according to Ember, but damn it was she was glad that she followed them. Her claws flew in and out of her vag, letting her juices come pouring from her labia and ‘watering’ the grass below her. She could smell herself and that she was deeply turned on at seeing those two dragons go.

Her interest in Ember had grown now, finding her Dragon Lord attractive with her belly expanding and deflating by Spike’s larger shaft. She kind of wished that she could be in the middle somehow, maybe Spike was the one fucking her while she was… clawing or licking Ember’s pussy. Again, her feelings were a mess and she wasn’t sure of the reason. She had never found a true feeling for loving Ember but the same could be said with Spike. Her feelings for him didn’t really come up until after they fucked but now… she wanted him, just like Ember did. And she wanted Ember because Ember was her idol and she felt more acceptance coming from her than anyone else.

Her curious nature allowed her to see from parties on what she wanted. Was it because Ember somewhat put hope into her that is she so choose, they could become a hoard? Or maybe that, if and when Ember becomes ‘eggheavy’, that she would be the rebound Spike would seek when Ember wasn’t available? It didn’t matter to her, it honestly didn’t. She wanted to be part of both, she wanted to be between and around them and she hoped that she could be.

She bit into her arm harder, as more juices gushed from her soaking slit and continued to expel secretions from her body.

Ember moaned loudly as she continued to slam her body down on Spike’s shaft, feeling his ridges scrape every inch of her hot walls. She didn’t hold back at all, as she let loose bursts of flames from her mouth as she rode him own. Their bodies slapped heavily upon each other, the juices splashing on each other, up to the point where more and more times, their mingled fluids started reaching their chests, arms, neck and lower mouths.

Spike’s euphoria was beyond anything he has ever experienced in his life, as he met Ember’s hips with his own. His claws held her hips tightly, helping her rise and fall upon his spire, earning hot blasts of fire from her mouth, along with her tightening walls around his organ.

He took in short, deep breathes to keep up with Ember’s stamina and speed. He may have worn himself a bit trying to ‘kill’ Starlight but he knew that he wanted to keep up with Ember. She had experience… at least he think she did, but he also knew that maybe this was his time to shine and prove to her that he was better with this upgrade and that she could rely on him for whatever.

She was in control, but he was willing to push past her limits. He also needed to find what made her wild, what made her squeeze her walls around his shaft and what would bring her over the edge. His claws upon her hips didn’t seem to do much… unless he dug them in her a bit. Through his ecstatic haze of ecstasy, he took his claws into her hips, letting his claws sink into her tender sides.

This had no affect, though she twisted a bit to the sides, signaling maybe a tickled response? He lowered them down, dragging his claws towards her lower haunches, where her ass was. This worked as she let loose a heavy moan, releasing huge burst of fire from her maw.

He continued to do this for a bit, wondering if now would be a good time to find all of Ember’s weak points or pleasure points so he could do this to her in the future. He reached up to her spine, continuing to drag his claws hard on her scales. Her tightening walls told him everything and more, as it squeezed around his shaft with such tightness, it still begged the question if she had been with others or not.

“W-What a-are... doing to m-me?” she half moaned, unable to create full sentences. She continued to ride him, but her legs quivered and shook, preventing her from rising high like she did in the beginning to take most of him out and in. At this point, she felt her body beginning to show signs of her impending climax.

Her loins burned with heat and pleasure that longed she had sought. There were nights when Spike would send her letters that had her clawing herself or using her tail to please herself. But feeling a cock, endowed, perfect in texture and being held by the most wonderful dragon in the world… she would no doubt that her fluids where about to coax her partner.

Growling, she began to ride him faster, doing quick rises and drops on his hips, trying to get herself closer to her climax. Meanwhile Spike had cried out the sudden increase in speed and force Ember was applying to him. He did his best to not release with the sudden speed, feeling his body already wanting to release. His spire continued to throb and twitch with anticipation at his imminent release.

Smolder bit harder into her arm, as she too was close to climaxing, her own tightening walls pulled on her claws. Her loins continued to pour her juices upon her claws and onto the grass below. Her eyes try to stay open, seeing her two dragons go more ferociously at it, something she would normally see at the Dragon Lands. But at the same time it wasn’t.

Sure Ember was riding Spike’s cock like she depended on it(Probably did) but she also saw from her vantage that Spike cared for Ember. The way he would caress her hips, the way he held her above him and never trying to gain control. He also took in every motion, ever thrust, every moan and cry from her, using it to his advantage. Every time he touched or rubbed or scratched any part of her body, he would remember it so he could fuel her more and more.

Smolder could practically smell the amount of sexual fluids these two were releasing, the air filling with their scents caring for miles around, however she got the most of it in her lung by how close she was to them… and how close she was with them. She didn’t know how long they had but her climax was hitting soon and hard.

The teen dragon began to huff harder, trying her best to stifle her moans, but was weak as she let out small growls and whines of her impending climax.

Ember was reaching her breaking point, her walls clamping hard on Spike’s organ, drenching his whole lower half and her legs in fluids. Never has she reached this fast to her climax, nor has she ever experienced this high in her life. Her mind swam with euphoria, pure raw pleasure coating her mind with no coherent thoughts, her moans gaining volume along with small bursts of flames leaving her mouth.

Spike saw this and realized she wasn’t lying when she said earlier that she was very ‘vocal’ about her orgasms. Good thing they were far away then. But he too felt his impending climax. Spike was for sure going to blow his load but he wasn’t sure where to do it. His moans prevented him from getting out what he wanted to say to Ember, not to mention that her tight walls had him gripped tightly and almost painfully. At this point, their rutting was just trying to finish and so they pushed themselves at their tipping point.

With a powerful roar, Ember’s head shot to the sky as she released a giant blast of flames from her mouth as she finally released and came hard. Spike grabbed her hips, digging his claws to her side and with a roar of his own, sans flames, as he brought Ember hard down upon his shaft, filling his cock throb with passion. His barbs flared, almost locking into place in Ember’s walls, as white, thick hot seed shot from his tip like a geyser, firing deep into the depths of Ember’s womb and splashing against her chamber.

Ember continued her prolonged orgasmic fire release, at the feeling of Spike’s spunk quickly feeling her body with his essescence. Each throb of his cock had shot thick shots of cum deep into her and triggered more and more of her orgasm.

Smolder let out a hard, sharp cry from her mouth, letting it out before quickly biting down on her arm as she finally climax, with her pussy squirting a large load of her juices onto her finger and the grass below her. She had her eyes tightly shut, her hips twitching at each spasm of her body releasing. On her knees, she felt her fluids cascade on her lower legs and unto the grass as well, feeling the overwhelming orgasm rush through her body. Watching the two dragons she held in such high regard… go at it was something better than anything she could imagine. The best part of it was that was so close she could taste them.

Unfortunately for Smolder however, the wind had shifted and her own scent was flung towards the mated pair…

Ember finally closed her mouth, killing her flame and dropping almost completely ontop of Spike. He caught her by the hips and held her there in his own weakened state. If dragons could sweat, they would be drenched in not only their fluids but in sweat too. Both were staring at each other, panting heavily at their own experiences.

This was Spike’s first time in his new body and the heightened senses and feeling made this amazing. This was Ember’s first time with someone inside of her, let alone someone whom she had control over. This made it even more pleasurable considering the fact that both cared for one another, allowing them to enjoy each other’s pleasure without competing. Normal dragon mating are much harsher than this.

But then again, Spike and Ember weren’t normal dragons to begin with. Ember sighed and took in a deep inhale… pausing as some new smell came in. She blinked, thinking that she may have smelled something else. She took in another deep whiff and found… the smell of another dragon nearby. One that had a familiar smell that she knew of too well.

She didn’t let that get to her moment yet, so she focused on Spike whom had a goofy grin on his snout. Ember gave a lustful grin of her own, softly grinding her hips, making lewd sounds with their mixed fluids. Spike hissed, feeling his super sensitive shaft get teased a bit, still hard and buried inside of Ember’s walls.

“Easy,” he hissed, somewhat arching his back to eased his sensitivity. “I… feel a bit overwhelmed.” He looked up at her with admiration though. “You are in control…”

She nodded but then looked down at her belly, to see a slight bulge there. Whether its from him or the seed he unloaded on her, she looked a bit gravid. Grabbing and pulling his left arm, she laid his claw on her belly and rubbed it with her own.

“You were beyond what I expected Spike. You have overwhelmed me." She paused, sighing as his shaft began to shrink and her flooded womb now began to pour out from her. Yet, she continued to rub her shrinking belly, as if still feeling the bulge. “You will definitely be a great dragon to give me eggs. Though even you may leave, I hope they take after you by a whole lot.”

His caused him to look up at her in confusion. “Why would I leave?”

Ember sadly shrugged, feeling the last of his organ slipping away as well as the seed that filled her womb, began to pour from her vent like a dam, spilling onto their legs and to the floor.

“Most males leave after they mate with their females or right before their females have their eggs. No point in sticking around for a choir they believe a female should be responsible for.”

Spike deflated at that, despite him having the greatest sex in his life, he looked up at her with sadness. “That’s… sad, for those dragons then, knowing they don’t know who their father is.”

Ember looked confusingly at him before realizing who she was talking to. She immediately tried to defuse his worry. “Spike, thats how must dragons are, that's how most the history goes. Not every dragon born care for their except a single parent…” she paused. “Unless they reach age to leave.”

Spike thought on it before adding in, “So what made your father different? Why did he stay for you?”

Ember was visibly caught off guard by that but not entirely annoyed nor affected in a negative way by the question. “My father… actually chose a specific female to have an egg with. He chose my mother because he liked her colors. After they mated, my father kept my egg while my… mother… moved on.” A small, hurtful tone was detected in her voice, but she brushed it off with a casual, dragon-like shrug of pretending not to care.

Spike grabbed both of claws in his own, looking intently up at her. Despite the high they had both just come down from, the passionate fucking they had and the overall stench of their bodily fluids, Spike managed to give her a look of honesty, sincerity and adoration that few were incapable of.

“If we do… have hatchlings, eggs, together in the future, I would never leave you.” His emerald eyes held strong and glued to her amber ones. “If you want me to be your life mate, I will. But I want you to know that no matter what, I want to be there for them. When you lay, when they hatch, when they grow and even when they leave. After that, if you want, we can start again, and I hope you will as well. I don’t dragons anymore to grow up without the love and care I received from my family here.”

Bakka… Was all that went into Ember’s head.

Bakka me… went through Smolder’s head, upon hearing that.

That was the most beautiful, the most wonderful and the most heartfelt thing that both females have never heard in their life. Spike had basically admitted he was willing to go through everything from mating, egg laying, hatching and raising of the hatchling.

Both dragonesses knew that this was only the beginning of Spike’s personality that would be explored. How much more would be revealed could be either’s guess but both figured that this was the beginning of an important relationship… that may affect all three later.

Author's Note

So originally this was going to have another scene but I decided to split it because I just wanted to release something already. For the last two months I havent released anything and it began to gnaw at me. So for me for any mistakes but i wanted this out and done, especially with the last chapter since MAY!
But since I was writing the rest of it and split it, the next chapter should be out soonish, no later than a week or so. I want to expand upon it, but also not rush how to finish this little section.
I have been focused on four MLP stories that I switch in between because its hard to focus just on one, so thats why its been taking me to long to do any of these. But I have a few almost done and expect more in the coming weeks. Thanks again for sticking with me!

Update: Anthro versions are updated and ready to be read! Ask PM for links!