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 3.

Ember felt her heart soaring at Spike’s words and bakka all… it was beautiful. She had definitely chose a great mate for her in the future. She knew that he wouldn’t be completely hers as his heart belonged to the ponies but she knew that he would be by her side for eons to come.

As much as the lovey dovey thing was getting to her, her body demanded that she remove as much seed as possible. She shakily rose up to her legs, Spike slowly rolling onto his hands and knees before standing up right.

Spike and Ember were covered in their fluids and it felt wonderful, but dirty and Spike being the way he was raised, he immediately thought it would be if he were to shower.

“Come on, lets go home and shower.”

Ember liked that, but the sudden change in wind direction had her immediately pick of the smell of another dragon once more. She inwardly growled before turning to him.

“Im… gonna clean up here Spike. I’ll meet you up inside the castle.”

Spike blinked at that, looking at the pond. “I can wait for you Ember, or we could bathe in the pond. I don’t mind…”

“I gotta take care of something,” she growled out loud, though her cheeks were flushed red. “And… its a dragoness thing.”

She hated having to say that but it would be the only way to get him to leave. Spike somewhat blushed at those words, despite having just mated with her and nodded. “Okay, Ember, I get it. Ill let you do your… thing. I’ll see you at the castle, okay?” She nodded, still flushing but didn’t say anything. Spike opened his wings and with a few flaps was airborne and flying away from the pond, leaving Ember behind.

Once she saw him disappear into the night sky, she frowned and quickly turned towards the forest clearing. Immediately, she launched herself directly into the trees. Her eyes caught the orange form quickly and with a growl, she tackled the form, earning a pained cry and yelp from the form.

She pinned Smolder down to the grass below and had either side her claws pinned by her knees and her form towering over the orange dragoness.

“What the fuck do you think your doing!?”

Smolder stared up in fear at the dragoness on top of her.

“Ember… I’m sorry!”

Ember growled. “I told you! You are not to interfere with me and Spike!”

“B-But I didn’t! I just wanted to....” She couldn’t finish what she wanted to say.

“You wanted to what? Stop us! Make sure that we couldn’t fukc again!?”

“No… I wanted to…” Again she stopped, stifling a moan lightly as somehow, Ember’s tail had brushed against her nethers on her sensitive lips, after just coming down from an orgasm. Ember hadn’t seem to notice it yet.

“Wanted. To. What!?” Growled dangerously, the Dragon Lord above her.

Swallowing her fear and anxiety of trying not to piss her off, she held her voice steady as possible. “I… wanted to watch you two go at it.”

This left Ember in silence. Her face had changed slowly, from anger, to confusion, before it settled to being stuck between two emotions.

“What?”

Smolder twisted in discomfort, as Ember’s tail twisted right up to her crotch. Not only that, but it was so visibly clear that her with either legs on the side of her, vent was open and most of the fluids that had been up inside of Ember, were now noticeably dripping onto the belly of the dragoness below. Smolder was beat red now, trying to look away from Ember.

“I said, I wanted to watch you two!” She said loudly, her eyes refusing to meet hers. “I wanted to see you two fuck and I did… so I got off on it.”

Flabbergasted, Ember finally noticed that she had indeed followed the scent coming around this area. The smell was of a teenage dragoness evident along with her recent sensual activities, Ember didn’t take into account that, up until now, she was straddling her… while her still went and recently used cunt, dripped not only her fluids, but Spike’s thick seed right now on top of her belly.

This was really awkward for both of them, though Ember was still embarrassed that she was leaking onto the dragoness below her. For a moment, they stayed silent, with Smolder feeling each and every drip of Ember’s fluids dropping on her belly, while Ember felt each fluid leave her body and drop on Smolder. Some of it actually trailed to the sides while a few, traveled south and teasingly passing her own wet opening.

“Uh… Ember?” Smolder asked, red faced, embarrassed and slowly becoming aroused again, feeling the fluids drip on her belly.

Ember was also embarrassed and… nervous… and… angry… and… confused. Next thing she could possibly think of, was how to defuse this situation that wouldn’t possibly ruin what dignity she had left as a Dragon Lord to Smolder.

“Clean me up!” Ember ordered. The words left her mouth before she registered what she had just said. Smolder’s eyes went wide and her mouth dropped in surprise. Ember quickly did another thing before registering what she had done and quickly dragged Ember down. A trail line of cum came all the way from her belly up until Ember’s dripping wet hole drooling with fluids had met the mouth of Smolder’s.

Smolder’s mind went sideways as she was pulled further under Ember until her mouth was brushing against Ember’s hole. Mouth open, mind blank, and arousal that returned from nowhere, Smolder was gone for a moment.

Until, a particular drip of Spike/Ember mix, dropped onto her tongue and her mind came back from Dracona Terra and brought her back to reality. She blinked, seeing the towering form of Ember above her mouth, with her own dripping slit over her mouth. Ember was red faced, trying to act angry, but the fact that she was hovering over Smolder, made this impossible.

“Clean me up!” She tried her best not to sound nervous or shy on what she had just done but this was literally her mind coming to terms on what she had just done to Smolder. “You wanted to watch me and Spike fuck, so you got to. You didn’t listen to my orders, so… your punishment is to pick up the mess that… we did.”

Smolder felt more and more of the fluids drop into her mouth and taste slowly filling her mind with exotic flavors of salty earth, sweetness and others she can’t describe. The only trouble was distinguishing between which was Spike’s or Ember’s.

She had nothing to say to Ember, so she did as she was told and with a drag of her tongue, she scraped a large portion of Ember’s cunt, collecting any around it onto her tongue. Ember shivered at feeling the tongue, the first time ever feeling one on her nethers. Smolder was slow, purposely, as she pulled in from the direct center and towards her clit. The dragoness below her customized herself to the flavor, tasting thicker layers of musky male and older female. She dragged her tongue on the inner thighs and sides of Ember, licking anything that dripped from her core.

At this point, she began to pick up the pace, already enjoying the fluids on her tongue, lapping up what she could on the sides and between Ember’s vag and anus. Cleaning up was left behind with Smolder’s saliva but it was still better than mixed fluids.

Ember began a slow rock of her hips as Smolder’s tongue brushed her lips, teasing her inner labia and teasing her. She had just climaxed from being fucked by her mate, but her arousal also began to return once more, as Smolder put more effort into her cleaning… or teasing, she wasn’t sure. She lowered herself until her knees took most of the weight of her body and she slumped over Smolder’s head, dropping to her claws to support the rest of her body. Her legs involuntarily ceased Smolder’s head tightly to keep her there.

Smolder merely grunted, but continued her cunnilingus on her Dragon Lord. More and more of the mixed fluids disappeared, leaving something to be desired, but Ember’s arousal started to re-show, the orange dragoness began to taste pure, liquid cunt juice from Ember. She was less thicker than Spike’s seed, from what she saw, but it still tingled and stringed like a few of Pinkie Pie’s candy.

Sweetness was from Ember, but a touch of earthly brimstone and copper was the primary taste for her. The blue dragoness above her moaned now, no longer focusing on the cleaning but the fact that she wanted to get off a second time, with a tongue now involved. She grounded her hips upon Smolder’s snout, trying to edge the dragoness further and further.

Smolder had her focus on Ember’s tasty cunt but she felt her own seeking some attention. She reached with her claws and began to claw herself again. She was already drenched again, pouring from her slit after climaxing not just a few moments ago. She should be spent, but doing this right now… had her really wanting to go on again.

She pushed her claw digits back into her vag and began to vigorously rub her inner walls once more, as her tongue pushed into Ember’s own. Her tongue wasn’t as sharp as Spike’s but it was tin enough and long enough to prop inside of Ember’s hole. By now, Ember had lowered herself low enough, that she could cover her vag with her own mouth, taking in all her fluids without a drop missing and stick herself deeper into her Dragon Lord.

The duo females forgot the world around them, feeling nothing else but their own pleasures. Ember was perhaps the highest in ecstasy right now, for she was receiving more pleasure in the last ten minutes, the most dragoness get in a century. She had her first fuck with a male she had desired for almost a year, but was receiving oral pleasure from a dragoness she cared for. Her body was in the clouds while her mind was in Dracona Terra. She was not sure if she was going to last as long as she did the first time, for she was practically pouring from her cunt and into Smolder’s mouth.

The teen below her was great at what she was doing and she was enjoying herself no less. Ember’s tail had gone to help Smolder by rubbing up and down her clit area, earning a moan from below and in turn, vibrating and causing Ember to moan at the feelings.

The end was approaching fast for the two and with it, so did their movements. Smolder really dug into Ember’s snatch, licking deep and vigor around her walls, gathering and pulling in all the fluids into her gullet. By now, she was addicted and though she has never questioned her sexuality before, Smolder did know that she only liked Ember’s cunt and Spike cock for now…

Ember began to huff more and more, squeezing her thighs but restraining from crushing Smolder’s head with her powerful legs. Her body began quivering more and more as her orgasm came closer and closer. Her moans were higher now, turning to small grunts or roars. Her tail twitched back and forth, still managing to rub over Smolder’s slit, while she continued to claw herself off. Her inner thighs were completely soaked and part of Ember’s tail was coated in her own fluids.

Both dragonesses voiced their pleasures and before either of them knew it, both had climaxed rather quickly. It wasn’t as intense from their first time, but it still felt wonderful. Ember didn’t roar with a powerful flame this time, but half moaned, half roared in europhia as she squirted into Smolder’s mouth. Her legs squeezed the dragoness a bit tightly, but felt no pain as she climaxed as well, her own mouth opening wider and accepting all the fluids from Ember’s squirting labia. Her own vag squirted trails of cub upon her thighs and tail, again not as strong as the first one but still felt draining.

Thankfully, Ember’s wasn’t a powerful climax nor a lasting one as fluids Smolder’s mouth once and was done. The orange dragoness below couldn’t swallow it all, so she pushed some out of her mouth, but once she was able to breathe, she swallowed what she could in a single gulp. She was still tightly squeezed by sapphire legs, but she felt comfortable enough have breathing room.

Ember’s will was strong, as she barely remained on her elbows as to not collapse on top of Smolder and suffocate her. Her thighs twitched as the lingering effects of her climax died. Smolder, after regaining her breath back, meanwhile having done the original job of cleaning Ember from her session, now focused on just cleaning up from their session. Though she was carefully to avoid her labia, quickly making small passes to collect any drips or tangles, cleaning up her sides with her numb tongue.

Her own claws felt cramped from having just masturbated twice. Smolder sighed, accidentally blowing wind to Ember’s cunt and making her quiver, earning a small mewl of shivers. “No more.” she half mumbled.

Smolder didn’t know how to feel at the moment now. She just ate out her Dragon Lord in the most awkward moments. She enjoyed tasting every drop from her and still, she was trapped under her thighs and was still breathing her smell. Somehow cloud nine was no longer a pipe dream but merely a reality that was right in front of her… literally.

“All clean…” Was all Smolder managed to say. Ember chuckled at that, feeling there was more to it than that but she felt that right now, this was a tension release from both of them.

“Right…” Was all she said. Now she had to really clean up and Smolder too before they returned back to the castle. “Lets go do a quick clean at the lake and head back. Don’t need Spike to wonder what is taking so long.

Smolder followed without question. She really wasn’t sure what to do other than follow Ember now. Her thoughts hadn’t fully returned and she was just following what she was being told.

The two dragonesses quickly washed and cleaned out there bodies as much as possible to avoid any lingering scents. Complete submergence and excessive washing was pushing it, so they could head back. Once ‘presentable’, both females took wing and headed back. Smolder was still off putted by the current situation. She wasn’t sure what to make of Ember.

“Ember?”

“Not now… not yet.” She responded. Smolder wasn’t sure if she was upset or angry or anything. Her voice lacked any true emotions other than just trying to get back home. Smolder let it drop.

About ten minutes later, they arrived back at the front door and both were relieved, though Smolder was apprehensive of walking alongside her. She stayed at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for her to go in. Ember noticed the lack of footsteps and turned to see the teen dragoness waiting.

“Aren’t you coming in?” she asked, motioning for the door.

Smolder rubbed her left shoulder with her claw, looking away from her. “D-Don’t you think its going to be weird for both of us to come in at the same time? If Spike didn’t know I followed you, wouldn’t he suspect something?”

Ember thought on that. In truth, she would have disregarded it and gone in, but this was Spike she was talking about. Spike was no normal dragon, he was a super smart dragon. Normal dragons wouldn’t understand nor care what had happened, because of sheer stupidity or lack of care. Yet as soon as she would walk in and Spike would see Smolder, he would suspect something. Let alone why Ember decided to stay a lot longer than she said she would.

She sighed out loud and clenched her fists. “I just had to fall for the smart dragon.” she said to no one in particular. She was to blame in this situation really. She fell in love with an overly sensitive, super genius, loveable and dorky dragon, that didn’t even live in her lands. Maybe that was a good thing. But she also just had one of her own kin eat her out and allowed it.

Either way, she had a dilemma but then… who the fuck cared? She was the mother fuckin Dragon Lord! Who was she scared of and why did she had to hide it?

“Lets to go in and deal with it!” She stated, trying to sound like her normal self without fear of anything.

Without another word, Smolder followed Ember inside. Just as they thought, Spike was waiting for them. He had a bowl of gems, several towels and some weird cans that smelled like a bunch of mixed chemicals that said ‘Air Freshener’ on the sides.

Turning to the opening doors, he smiled and was about to greet Ember but then saw the smaller for of Smolder appearing right behind her, looking a bit conflicted.

“Smolder? What are you doing outside? How did you get outside and why did you come along with Ember?”

The sudden bombardment with questions had her lost and she stumbled on how to speak. However, Ember spoke before her with the confidence that made her Dragon Lord.

“She was catching some air when we left Spike and just so happened to come in at the same time.” She lied. Not even fully together and she just lied to him right away. What kind of future mate was she?

Though the lie worked and Spike nodded. “Alright, well I hope you took care of your… business well enough.” Both him and Ember reddened a bit, though Ember gave a side glance to her younger companion who also blushed lightly. Moving past it, he motioned for Ember to follow. “Ready to test out a pony made bed? Better than anything you have ever slept on, I guarantee it!”

This immediately perked up Ember’s interest. A place to sleep off the floor and having a pillow on your head to lay on. Dragons didn’t really have anything close to the kind of comfort level ponies had here.

She held off any excitement not knowing what she was in for. Ember made her way towards him, as he lead her up the stairs. He waved back at Smolder, “Night Smolder!” He pulled Ember in close, the two walking up in unison and tails somewhat intertwining as they ascended.

Smolder meanwhile felt a bit betrayed or left out. It hurt that she wasn’t going to join them any time soon, but it also wouldn’t do her any good if she were to join them for some odd reason. Spike may have bought the lie for now, but her interaction between the two would go noticed and like Ember stated, ‘Nothing is for sure yet.’ She pushed her luck twice tonight, she didn’t need to push it once more. Sighing in resignation, Smolder headed towards her room inside the castle, hoping to at least end this night with some peaceful sleep.

Ember was led on by Spike, passing many doors that lead to many rooms. None that seemed to be labeled or that there was any real way to tell any distinction from any other door.

“How… do you not get lost in this place? It looks smaller on the outside but it's bigger on the inside?”

“You know, I think Doctor Whooves would appreciate that sentence.” He chuckled, earning a confused glance from Ember. He shook his head and continued to walk her to the room. “Its a bit of magic. Its a Magic Castle after all. I mean, you saw that it could heal itself, that there are only a few windows outside but that there's like a lot of rooms. What about windows?”

That in itself made Ember really think and she felt confused and then hurt trying to think of it more. She shook her head, huffing with a small puff of smoke. “Right, magic.” She finished bitterly.

He just gave her a smile before stopping in front of a random door, again with no markings or anything to indicate itself distinct from other doors. He turned the knob and opened the door for Ember. Ember blinked and for the first time, saw what a pony sleeping cave looked like. A ‘room’ as what Spike would call it.

He flicked something to the side of the wall and light flooded the room, promptly showing her in detail what this room held. In the center, laid a giant bed, not made of rocks or gems, but of pony material. He called it in his letters a ‘mattress’. Pillows adored them, she knew of those for many dragons did try to steal them for their comfort. Sheets or layers to wrap yourselves were on the bed. From the bed, she turned her attention to another, smaller room with white tiles. To the other side of the room, there was a giant window, where she could open it and see the night lands.

All in all, this really was… boring.

“So… its just for sleeping in? That’s it?” Spike slumped and his whole demeanor fell. Here he was, trying to impress his love interest in pony things, yet it failed to do anything. He sighed and moved in, bringing her along inside, closing the door with his tail.

“Come on Ember, give it a chance. I promised you in the letters that you would enjoy some pony based so keep in open mind at least.”

She looked at him, seeing a pleading look from him with cutesy eyes and a stupid doopey smile that either made her want to punch him or fuck him… or both. She sighed with a small growl. “Fine, show me this… ‘room’ and all that it has to offer. Smolder and you both said that it beats caves.”

“It still does. Speaking of Smolder, perhaps you should give her a bit of a break you know. I mean, I know she went to spy on us, but she at least eased you a bit more.”

Ember’s eyes went wide and fear gripped her heart. “Y-You… you know?”

Spike merely nodded. He made his way towards the mattress before turning around and sitting on it. He patted the space next to him for her to sit. She was hesitant, not moving from her spot and he gave her a sad smile.

“I do. I mean, I heard her moaning in the bushes, not to mention her smell. Don’t forget, everything increased for me, Ember. Sight, smell, hearing and so on. I can tell that you two did something before arriving here. You only just… washed yourselves, that's about it.” He motioned for the other room. “The bathroom here would have really cleared everything, with soap and hot water.”

At this point, Ember felt shame and embarrassment, her cheeks turning red. “I…” She couldn’t come up with anything to defend herself. In truth, she was sure that she would have the strength to be nonchalant about what she had done, but instead she felt her pride and strength as a Dragon Lord, defend her actions towards her future mate… if he still chose to be it.

“I’m not mad, just upset you pushed Smolder to the side. You kind of been doing that since you got here.”

“But she knows… now! That I am trying to get with you!”

“Yet, she is hurt that you are trying to keep me to yourself and that you tease that we may get together?” How did he know all this? The question seemed to come out verbally since he answered. “I am not stupid Ember. I have a kid brain with an adult body but don’t forget who raised me.”

Right, the gods-damn smart pony who makes big words in every sentence she speak. Not to mention that in his letters, he told her how he was also raised not just by one of the smartest ponies around, but the smartest families and the Princess herself. “You tend to think or speak out loud and others can hear it. Not to mention that I know how you work.”

Ember huffed, somewhat irritated at that statement. “You don’t know me that well. Letters and months of speaking only for me to physically come today, doesn’t tell you everything about me.”

Spike looked crestfallen, his demeanor fell and he slumped a bit. “Okay that's fair…” He stopped there. Ember expected more, but Spike just stayed quiet and disappointed. This hurt Ember, though she played it off with a huff.

“Oh, grow a backbone, Spike! Your a dragon, for Draco’s sake. Your emotions shouldn’t be this broken easily.”

He looked up at her, watching her amber eyes, seeing traces of small remorse on her choices, as well as guilt. He knew how she worked, he knew how she was raised and despite their letters short of true emotions being shed, he knew that she really cared for both him and Ember.

His mind worked a lot better now that it expanded and grew, both physically and mentally. He still had his old memories and such, but he continued to see things in a greater contrast. So, he was aware that despite her tough exterior, she would not want to call or say his emotions were easily broken, especially since she declared her love for him.

But he was also aware that he had to break that shell, every now and then in order to keep her from returning to her old ways. He feigned a sad sigh and rose from the bed, keeping his face low.

“Okay Ember, I’ll… focus on growing a backbone, so until then I guess I’ll see you in the morning.” He moved to make his way out, seeing her face changes into confusion before switching to realization then fear and panic. She had made a mistake and was paying for it, though Spike knew it was cruel way of teaching her something, he wanted her to understand that his emotions were more than just simple dragon ones.

She quickly grabbed his arm, holding him in place, making him turn to her. “Wait Spike!” She paused, trying to find her footing and her words. She swallowed whatever odd draconic mindset she had before and looked up at him with some guilt and discomfort. “I know I am new to this whole thing but… you said it yourself, I am a dragon first and foremost, so dragons and emotions are not something we deal with.”

That forced Spike a small scoff, coming out unintentionally. Did she really just say that? “So… were all the emotions you had for me just… something unreal or true? Was it all a lie?”

Fear gripped her heart and she could feel him trying to pull away from him. No, this was the first time she felt fear, true utter fear had filled her heart and it was almost surreal to hear to pain coming from him.

“No! They were true Spike!” She pleaded, squeezing him to stay. “I’m sorry about what I said but… I-I… I’m just unsure on what to do with all of this! I don’t know what it's like to have a relationship, let alone with a dragon is smarter than most dragons at home, including me!” He saw her eyes shimmer, even moistened with sadness, fear gripping the edge of them in the lost of him in her life. “I-I grew up like this and… I am just afraid that others will not take me seriously or that I will look weak among other dragons!”

For a few moments, Spike stared at her in silence, letting emerald eyes focus on hers. Emotions were pouring out of her and he saw the female he had been wanting to be with, right now in front of him. She was scared, she was hurt and she didn’t want to lose him. She was showing the true side of herself and he wanted more of that to come out.

He didn’t pull away, rather he unwrapped his arm and pulled her arms closer to him. Their muzzles were practically touching, with his being higher than hers. His voice was calm, gentle and she could sense the warm, forgiving tone that graced his snout with a smile touching the edges.

“I am not other dragons, Ember. You, above all else should know this. I am different, I am not like them. I am… weird…” This forced a half choked sob, half laugh out of her, earning a bigger smile from him. “You shouldn’t be afraid to show your emotions to me. You shouldn’t hide them from anyone around here, this is a very understanding place. Not only that, but here, we respect everyone’s emotions. From dragons to ponies, to changelings and griffins to everyone else.” She felt stupid for this, even more so that he continued to ease her worries.

“You’ll never see me or anyone make fun of you for behaving differently than other dragons. Smolder and I are great examples of what happens when we do share our emotions. We are better for it.” He then brushed his snout against hers, instantly easing her heart and removing any lasting harm on her psyche. “What happens from here on out, you tell me or Smolder what you want or need. We can help you be a better dragon, but we also know that you won’t fully change your habits. Nothing come easy or new for us dragons.”

She snorted in agreement. “That’s for sure.” With that, she sighed and laid her head across his neck, feeling the heat and steady beating heart of his. Silence passed between them, letting their hearts sync and their moods settled down. Once the moments passed, Ember sighed. “I should… go talk to Smolder and tell her…”

Spike hummed in agreement. “That would be best, but I think that before anything, you should really plan on what you want to say.” He pushed away from her to look at her in a serious manner, something she hasn’t really seen in him before. “You have been playing with her emotions, somewhat neglecting the fact that, yeah… we have been trying to go steady the last couple of months now. But she was there to help me out in what it was meant to be a dragon.”

Ember cocked a raise brow with a small grin. “I am sure it had nothing to do with the fact that she fucked you first?”

Spike turned a bit red, clearing his throat away from her before responding. “Yeah well, don’t blame me… entirely for that. Blame the fact that I’ve been cocked teased for a long while by fashionista unicorn and was kind of aching for some action.”

In the Carousel Boutique…

Rarity tossed and turned in her bed, her dreams actively plaguing her withering revelations.

“Not...a cock… tease…” she half mumbled in her sleep. “Just… like to… get my way…”

“But I still want you and Smolder to get a handle on it.” He affirmed in his tone. “I don’t want to hear the two dragons I care for fighting, let alone trying to get over one another for my affection.”

“She couldn’t get close to you if she wanted, not as long as I am Dragon Lord…”

“Ember!” Spike warned. She flinched at his sudden growl but sighed.

“Right, sorry…” She then shook her head. “I don’t think right now is good though. I am sure I pissed her off so she might avoid me, but maybe in the morning we can talk.”

A puff of smoke left his nostrils. “Better. Though I do have to ask, will she be with us at all or do you want her to stay away completely?”

This forced Ember a small grunt. “I told her… I didn’t have an answer yet.”

“You need to have one.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t want to destroy what we all have. Yeah, despite what we all just went through today, we want to make sure that no one’s feelings are hurt. Yours, mine or Smolder’s. I care for her as much as I care for you, but I don’t want her to grow up resentful of her own kind, like I did with Garble at the time.” He motioned to everything around them in the room. “I have all this because I am with ponies and it was they who taught me to be a better dragon. I want others to learn the same way. If we can open a school where dragons can learn friendship, then I know for sure that we, as a species can become better. Right?”

Ember felt a bit empowered by his words and she nodded. “Right.”

He then flashed her a wink before speaking up louder.

“Isn’t that right, Smolder?”

Ember blinked owlishly before a small grunt left her.

“OF course she heard that.” She saw Spike give her a small stare of his own to her before she looked past the door. “You might as well get in here since you have a habit of coming at the best of times.”

At first silence greeted them, then a sigh as Smolder came around the corner with a look of indifference. Once more Ember wanted to yell at Smolder for interfering yet… Spike was here, so she resorted to a simple question. “How much did you hear?” she asked, crossing her arms.

Smolder rubbed her left shoulder and looking down. “Um… I came when you told Spike to get a backbone.” Ember flinched at that, even lowering her arms. Smolder did show some resentment for that statement. “Yeah… I heard that and I wanted to say that Spike did have a backbone… more so than even you. If he has saved Equestria, the Crystal Empire and chose for you to be Dragon Lord instead of himself, then he is a better dragon than any of us will ever be.”

Any other time a dragon would have talked to her like that, she would have beat them down stupid. Any other dragon would have the spine to show her up like that, would have been body slammed.

But it was not just any other dragon talking to her, it was Smolder. The one in few dragons that she respected and has come to like more and more, to a point where she showed an emotional response for her. Now, they were in this odd triangle of emotions, conflicts and such that it made these really complex.

“Regardless of what you may see it as, Smolder,” began Spike as he pulled her in and Ember closer together. “We, as dragons, have choices to make on how we can be better than the others, but show them that being like us, can lead to a better life. I truly believe if we go back to the Dragon Lands, we can prove that we function better as a unit, then separated.”

The speech made the females’ hearts soar with admiration and care. He was truly amazing, if not intelligent far beyond his age and it would show not just to Ember and Smolder, but to every dragon out there, he would have made a far superior Dragon Lord than anyone else.

The wonderful moment however was ruined by one key thing though.

“Uh… I don’t think it would be the best thing right now to try and change dragon minds right now?” Smolder stated in an even tone.

“Why not?” asked Spike.

“Uh its heat week?”

Ember all but smacked her face for forgetting that. “Yeah,” she groaned. “They would be less likely to listen while trying to fuck each others brains out.”

Spike thought on it nodded in acceptance. A short pause followed before he asked, “So what now?”

Author's Note

And just with the epilogue around the corner, I have come to enjoy this as a good series to enjoy a little odd shipping from my favorite creatures. One thing I have to comment is the amount of love and care that I actually put into this, as well as being received well by you, my readers.
I didn't expect this to go over well, but here it stands now as one of my best fics. Thank you all for enjoying the read. Hope your waiting for the best to come during the holiday seasons!

Editing was quick and fast, not accurate... sorry!