A Smoldering Start, Endless Ember

Flash Fire

Spike had never in a million years would have thought he would be in bed with two females at once, let alone two dragonesses. Smolder was on his left with Ember on his right. None were in the mood to complain, seeing as they were sharing a bed with the one they care for.

Fantasies couldn’t come close to the feeling of two females of high body heat next to his. Though having bigger wings to sleep on was a totally different story, since this was the first time he had them this large and with little room to spread; trying to sleep on them was taking some time to adjust.

According to Ember and Smolder, it would take some time for your body to align to the new sizes when sleeping on them. Luckily, beds were comfortable instead of hard surfaces like most dragons sleep on. Even Ember couldn’t complain about the comfort of the bed. Well… no that was a lie. She complained a lot that it was ‘Too comfortable’, like she was going to fall through. After exactly six minutes and forty two seconds of complaining,(Spike had been counting) she fell quiet then she fell asleep.

“Took long enough,” Smolder snarked lightly, hearing the snoring of her sleeping Dragon Lord/Hoard Mate/Friendship-with-benefits. There were no real words to call it what they had no. Ember was no doubt the alpha of this little… ‘thing’, they had here. “I was starting to wonder if cushy beds were too much for a Dragon Lord.” She had her head resting on his arm, said arm was wrapped around her.

“This is her first time, you dragons don’t get a whole lot of comfort stuff down in the dragon lands, so I guess this makes sense.” Spike rubbed the head of Ember, as she laid snoring on his other arm. “It makes me wonder if she is going to want to take this back home with her.”

“She has her own stuff there, like pillows and coins.”

“But not a bed like this.”

“Right.”

Smolder began thinking about their current situation. As is, Spike was supposed to be Ember’s relief for the current mating season for the time being. She was entering her heat, but she would not bear a clutch(As far as they knew) if she were using the Bloodstone Scepter to keep her biology from creating the eggs in her body. Smolder on the other claw was entering her first heat this week. If Spike were to fuck her, she would bare no clutch for she was still too young.

Now, both were now in part with Ember in this… ‘thing’ of theirs and it just made her heart flutter with joy and warmth that she would have dragons to care for her, outside of her brother and mother, that would not judge her for what and who she was.

She was a loving dragon, who was friends with a yak, a griffin, a hippogriff, a changeling and a pony. She loved to wear girly dresses, lace based or cotton panties under said dresses. Tea with one lump of sugars were her acquired tastes. Eyeshadow with blush applied to face and teeth brushed to white perfection. With all of that, would she give it up to move back to the Dragon Lands with Spike and Ember to live there forever, or… would she choose her life here and try and find another dragon worth trying to keep here in Ponyville?

The thoughts worried her and she really wished there was an easier answer. Her worry seemed to catch Spike’s eye.

“Something wrong?”

She looked down a moment, “I-I was wondering if I have to leave all this behind, if I go back with you two back home? I mean… I love this… us, but I don’t want to leave any of my friends.”

This confused Spike a bit, pulling the smaller, not younger, dragoness up close. “What makes you think that you would have to abandon this?”

“Aren’t… you and Ember heading back towards the Dragon Lands?” she asked.

He gave a nod. “Yeah, but doesn't mean we will be going back there permanently. If anything it would probably make us all closer if we can start showing dragons more about the benefits of friendship and all that.”

“And… How do you plan on doing that? You know dragons suck at making friends. Look how long it took us to be friends with you and other creatures.”

Spike snorted. “Like what, a day? That’s how long it took Twilight and me to make friends here in Ponyville. I’d go so far as to say that it's twenty minute’s worth, forty tops before we all became good friends.”

Smolder stared at him a bit bewildered. “That’s… oddly specific.”

He shrugged. “It’s more accurate than you realize and more scary to hear it from Pinkie Pie herself how many minutes it will exactly take for something to happen.” Both shivered at Pinkie’s oddly cosmic awareness of certain situations.

Forgetting about the crazy pink pony for a moment, Spike went back to the subject. “I know this situation is odd but it will be great to try and work things out between dragons and ponies.”

“And what do you think dragons are going to want in return, besides friendship?”

Before Spike could respond, a small grunt left Ember, growling at them with eyes closed. “Whatever the fuck I demand of them.” She answered with some disdain. “You both need to shut up and let me sleep. This is the best thing ever and I want to enjoy it. We can deal with it tomorrow.”

That cut their topic short but both younger dragons agreed and allowed sleep to take them over.

Next morning came and both Spike and Smolder had difficulty waking up their blue dragoness. Apparently, the bed was so comfortable, that it was difficult to rouse the sleeping dragon lord. Smolder and Spike were kicked off the bed, quite literally by the first rays of the sun as dragoness rolled herself in the sheets to cocoon herself.

“She has never done this before.” Stated a bewildered Smolder. “She has like… 50 pillows in her cave and she has never been this lazy.”

Spike gave a knowing nod, grinning at the sapphire dragoness. “Yeah, well that is a four thousand thread count along with insulated clouds for you. The first time I tried it, Twilight had to threaten me awake by saying she was going to burn my comics.”

Smolder snorted at that. “Twilight burning books?”

Spike gave a flash of annoyance to her. “To her, those are not real books, so she would happily burn those.” He then turned to the snoring dragoness in the bed. “I don’t think anything could wake her up at this point.”

Smolder thought for a moment before responding. “Bucket of cold water.”

Spike gave an unsure nod. “Yeah that could work but I care for my life and yours too much to risk her wrath for that.”

Smolder smiled at this, giving a shoulder brush at that before looking back down at their dragon. “What about fucking her awake?”

Spike’s eyes went wide, turning to the smaller dragoness before him. She turned her eyes up to him, a grin plastered on her snout. “Oh, don’t give me that. You know that would definitely work.”

He did know that, he really did. But he felt like he should wait on that bit later. Maybe try to involve all three of them. Right now, he had to raise this dragoness. Celestia, it was early too and he wanted to start eating breakfast right now-

“That’s it!” He said aloud. He actually waited to see if that would wake her but it didn’t.

“What’s it?” Smolder asked. He grinned at her and grabbed her arm, bringing her with her.

“We’ll wake her ass up with a good breakfast!”

And so, the two dragons set up to make a good breakfast. Smolder got the tools and food Spike asked for and he cooked and prepared everything. Yesterday, he created an omelette. Today, he was going to be a bit unorthodox.

“I could do another omelette but I figure we could try something else.”

Smolder met him inside the kitchen where he already began pulling out ingredients for his next meal.

“What could beat omelettes caked in gems?” Her eyes looked over his shoulders, trying to see his choice in items. “I mean, unless you're doing something with meat in it.”

Spike actually bobbed his head while still looking inside the fridge. “Last I checked, I had some fish, poultry, and at least a bit of ham.” He pulled out his head and looked at her dead serious. “This cannot leave the castle! Fluttershy and even Applejack would lose their minds.”

Smolder merely nodded, though the question came up. “Where did you-”

“Let’s just say that with open borders and trade, Griffons offer ‘goods’ that are not viewed kindly here in Equestria.” He left it at that. The purple drake brought out a container that was completely tight, only being to be open with magic or claws with a screw on the cap. Pulling on the cap, he twisted and it opened with a hiss, revealing the contents of what was just established. The half of a bass, a chunk of raw ham and cut pieces of white meat belonging to some sort of avian.

Smolder’s eyes went a bit wide at what she saw, licking her chops a bit and then looking up at him. “What do you plan for that?”

He saw that hungered look in her eyes. He flashed her a smile that showed his fangs.

Ember was in dreamland. It was hard to say when was the last time she had a nice, calm dream. Usually her dreams are filled with violence, reckless fun and perhaps every now and then, a nice wet dream. Usually those have her stain her area of rest and she ends up having to clean up.

But this bed… this fucking bed… this bed that she fucking loved… She wanted to stay in it forever. Herself and her mate… and her second mate.

Even now she could visualize taking this back to the DragonLands making it part of her hoard. The only thing was she had to find a way to keep it from being consumed in flames as well as to make sure no other dragons would steal it. The blankets she could use for cocooning herself, but the pillows are what made it worthwhile. She had tons of them at her cave but something made these special. Spike mentioned that they contained clouds, something pony made by the pegasus, so they were soft, fluffy but never lost their form.

She could also see herself being held down on these pillows while being slammed hard in the back by Spike with his hard cock. Her face buried these things on this bed while still able to breathe and be comfortable. Dragon matings were usually brutal and on hard ground or, if you do traditional mating, you take to the skies. Those are much more difficult and can be fatal unless done over lava or the ocean.

But the true joy of all of this, was the fact that she would have to dragons always keeping her company. Two that will always be by her side, night and day, waking up and sleeping by her side. Neither seeking hoard nor status, just wanting to be with her.

Though as her body wanted to keep her in that comfortable, luxurious bed that was made by the gods themselves, some other part of her body wanted something else. A part of her body she wanted to satisfy right away.

Her belly.

Her dream immediately turned to her mountainous hoard back home that contained every gem, jewel, and piece of earthly delight that could satisfy her. Or perhaps some nice caught fish of the sea.

However, her dream took an usual turn as she thought of catching a game. A wild boar that roamed the lands far from her home but worth the flight over. Nice and juicy meat, filling her mouth with red copper taste, chewy to the point it was orgasmic.

But that was a dream right? But that was just fantasy, right? So why is it that it seemed real, that she could almost smell it? The smell was of boar yes, but it was cooked, not raw. She burned a piece of boar once so she remembered the smell, but this scent was much more potent, covered in spices, and gems. It was blended in with other ingredients and it was until she began drooling in her bed that she realized that her fantasy was a reality.

Slowly opening her eyes, Ember was greeted by a plate that held food. The food was two pieces of bread on the top and the bottom and between the two pieces of bread, she could see and smell the meat… meats as there were other types within, along with scrap pieces of gems, with flattened egg whites, and assortment of vegetables.

Spike brought a tray along with other plates that held other breakfast meals as well, while Smolder held a tray of assortment of drinks. Groggily, she slowly sat up. “Hmm… what is this?”

Spike gave a toothy grin.

“Breakfast in bed!” His cheery attitude and bright voice was way too much for Ember. Yet, the fact that he came in bearing food in her slumber, was more than what most drakes do to their ‘nesses’. If anything, this further cemented his status as the ultimate mate to have. Her stomach growled in agreement of the food he had provided while her instincts told her to fuck him hard later for this.

Sitting up, she pulled up close, as Spike pulled up the tray and revealed folded out legs so it could support itself. Smolder placed one of the drinks onto the fold out tray table. In the glass cup, Ember saw orange liquid in it.

“What is that?”

“Orange Juice.” Stated Smolder.

Ember gave a huff. “I know it's orange but what kind of juice is it?”

Smolder and Spike gave a look to one another before simply responding. “Its orange juice.”

“Not really creative on their names are they?”

Both shrugged and settled on the large bed. Ember could smell the meat that resonated on the sandwich. “I thought Equestrians don’t do or handle any kind of meat?”

Spike gave her a small nod, with some unsteady look. “They don’t, which is why I had to buy this in secret and kept it away from the others. The griffins go around and sell what they can. One just happened to pass by and be selling this.”

Ember snorted at this. “And I supposed that if any of your ponies found out about this?”

“That is why we are keeping this quiet.” Smolder answered a bit bitterly, pulling a sandwich from the plate. “If anypony… err any creature found out that there was meat in Ponyville, they would lose their minds.”

Ember rolled her eyes. “Whimps.”

Spike gave a half nod in agreement. “While that is true, the only ones who know of this are Twilight and Starlight.” His mood dampened. “It took forever for Twilight to understand that her brother was a carnivore. And it really showed how much she truly hated knowing that I needed this to grow and become stronger.”

The Dragon Lord agreed. While she only indulged in fish by the sea and the occasional wild boar if it comes close enough to the lands or in her travels, something about this made it more special. As she grabbed the sandwich in claws, she stared at it and gave a few turns and twists.

“What is in it?”

“Poison.” Was the immediate answer from Spike and Smolder.

She gave them a look. “The fuck?”

Both gave her cheshire grins, that would normally irk her, yet she realized who she was dealing with. She sighed. “You know, there are better ways to piss me off in the morning.” She immediately took a bite into it and moaned out loud in delight.

Spike and Smolder began to eat their own, the youngest chomping a huge chunk of his sandwich, adding his own merit to her morning waking. “Yeah, Smolder suggested that we throw ice cold water on you but I told her you would probably kill us.”

Smolder didn’t look up as she focused more on her sandwich, knowing that Ember was giving her a look. Trying not to get her in any more trouble, Spike added in. “She also said that I should just ‘Fuck you’ awake.” A bit of red appeared on both of the younger dragons.

At this, Ember actually looked a bit intrigued that she would even suggest that. Taking another moanful bite, a bit of white mayo came out of her mouth, slowly dripping down her maw. “It would be nice to wake up, having my vent fucked hard by you or gagging on your dick.”

Spike was mid bite when he heard that. He didn’t chew properly and a gem bit got lodged in his throat. He started choking on the food, nearly knocking over their food and drinks. Smolder safely pulled away their drinks while Ember just watched in small amusement as Spike was hacking and coughing loudly. This time, she understood the action and the reasoning.

“You shouldn’t be so surprised that I would expect an early morning romp.” Ember stated so easily, taking another bite of her sandwich. “If you're going to be my mate…” She glanced at Smolder. “-Mates,” she clarified, earning a smile from Smolder. “You have obligations and certain expectations to meet, especially if you want to try to prove yourself to other dragons.”

Spike quickly took a large swig from his cup of orange juice, swallowing the bit and clearing his airways. Once settled, he gave Ember a quizzical frown towards her. “Who do I have to prove to be your mate? Isn’t it enough just by me being with you?”

“Yeah!” Agreed the smaller dragoness. “Spike already earned your love, isn’t already enough? Don’t expect him to be a dragon that you think he needs to be, let him be the one you want him to be.”

A frown crossed her features, though Ember was not used to other dragons talking back at her, let alone argue her judgement. Once more, she forgot who she was dealing with, possibly the two smartest dragons around, let alone in the Dragonlands. She felt shame flush through her and she didn’t expect to feel this. Both Spike and Smolder have gotten more emotions out of her, positive and sappy ones out of her, than even her own father. Perhaps, that is why she chose to want to keep them as her mates. They challenged her, but remained loyal. They were outspoken, but kept her mind sane. She was being fucked… but also loved, and perhaps she needed to return the love… outside of fucking.

“You really know how to bring the worst out of me, you know? Making me feel… feelings and stuff.”

This earned a chuckle from Smolder while Spike just grinned. “Yeah, we know but eventually you are going to have to get used to us since we are your mates.”

“Yeah, me and Spike know all how to speak about our feelings, as well as making others do the same.”

The Dragon Lord huffed and resumed eating her sandwich alongside her mates.

The rest of the time, the trio of dragons made small chatter as they ate. In truth, this was a comfort for all of them, knowing that they could have a nice morning with one another. Spike enjoyed that he was able to talk to Ember without the need of mentioning things about other dragons. Smolder was happy to be part of the conversation and added her own little tibids about her life here. Ember was more or less in tune with her mates, enjoying the small things the ponies provided. The ideas that they could provide and share with the Dragonlands seemed a bit of a stretch but in truth, if given the chance, it could work.

Breakfast was finished soon and Spike brought all the plates to the kitchen to get them clean. Meanwhile, Ember and Smolder had an idle female and female chat with one another with him away.

“You're not going to be in heat any time soon, right?” Ember asked the younger dragoness. It was a stupid question because peak season was approaching but the fact remained that the only reason Smolder was part of the this hoard was the fact that had Spike first before Ember. Last thing she wanted was a second mate to bare the first clutch, let alone one that was way younger than her.

The younger dragoness shook her head, though she felt a bit embarrassed to talk about it. “No, but it doesn't change the fact how I feel and I think that if I were to get egg-heavy, my parents would kill me.”

Ember snorted at that. “Likely, but I want to be the one that bears it first.” She paused, then added. “Though not anytime soon. Last thing I need is dragons thinking I’m going soft, especially this young.”

“Well, if I am going to be part of this, there is no way my parents are going to agree that I am part of a hoard already.”

“They will if I tell them too,” Ember growled, though the grin said it all. It felt… comforting knowing that she was going to be part of something unique. Sure there were plenty of ‘hoards’ in the Dragonlands, but not as insane as this. She kinda felt special about the situation. Ember tied them back to her heart and home in the Dragonlands, never forgetting their nature and origins. With Spike, it let her have the freedom to express and to be who she wanted around another dragon without fear or ridicule. She could be Smolder, the beautiful and pretty dragoness around her hoard and never worry a thing.

Spike came in a few minutes later, in tow with Twilight and Starlight. Though Starlight was still weary on Spike and seemed to keep her distance.

“Morning everyone!” The alicorn greeted. “Hope you had a good night. Spike tells me that you had a hard time waking up a bit, Lord Ember.”

The two dragons turned to Ember who turned a bit red at that. She crossed her arms in a huff, muttering something about ‘stupid pony made’ things. In truth, the pillows in her cave were all pony made so she knew the level of extreme comfort they carried.

“Good to know we can provide comfort,” She stated with a smile but then it turned a bit serious. “Though I apologize, I am going to have to go to Canterlot, so I can’t entertain you, Lord Ember. Princess Celestia is asking for me and Starlight in attendance, so I guess it’s up to Spike to show you around.”

Spike nodded. “Yeah, I was going to either way, let her see what everyday pony life is like.” He paused before adding. “And… I hope that I can make amends with a few ponies that I caused trouble with yesterday.”

“Like me?” Starlight had grumbled. Spike heard it but gave no indication he cared. In truth, he only was happy that it was just going to be him and the dragonesses.

“Well then, have fun.” He added idly. Both Twilight and Starlight waved their goodbyes and left the castle. The sound of a sudden ‘pop’ and flash, both mares disappeared from existence. Once gone, Spike turned to the two females.

“So, want to view the town around, or do you have something else in mind?”

… 5 minutes later.

Ember let out a loud moan as Spike’s tongue pushed and spread her walls across with his thick long tongue. This was undoubtedly far the best thing about being on a bed while enjoying the highest of an indescribable approaching orgasm that she could ever experience in her life. She didn’t think a tongue could reach that far in her yet, Spike here was as deep as he could go, which was pretty deep since his new found growth gave him a bigger tongue.

She sat on his muzzle, letting him eat her out, while his claws held her thighs, squeezing and dragging his claws across her legs. Meanwhile, Smolder got to experience his bigger girth for the first time. The ridges that now complemented his shaft, scrapped her walls like never before. The young dragoness was as high on her orgasmic bliss as Ember’s, her body taking in as much of Spike as possible.

The size differences between the two was noticeable as the bulge protruding from her womb as any indication by how much Spike grew for both of them. But that wasn’t the best part of all this.

Spike, for his end, was in pure heaven. His tongue was buried in the nectar of a DragonLord, a female of high standards. He thought that maybe one day his tongue would be inside of Rarity and that would be the highlight of his youth. But this was infinitely better, knowing that this was the highlight of his life.

With an approaching orgasm from the trio, Spike put in the effort of making it count. Retracting one claw from Ember’s hips, he placed it on Smolder’s and began to really rock the smaller dragoness, thrusting his hips.

“Fuck!” She moaned out loud. “This is so much then clawing myself off in the shower!”

Ebmer huffed, trying her best to hold herself up with her knees and arms. However, his relentless attack on her walls were making her knees weak and her strength fail. Her juices poured out like a river, almost flooding his mouth, yet he bared no complaint from it.

The duo females were reaching their climaxes soon, as Spike was doing everything in his power to try and please them to the utmost of his abilities. Smolder was a lot tighter with his newly grown cock while Ember was different taste then Smolder.

With his taste buds lingering on her, he knew that he would enjoy every chance he could to taste both of them and they would love this feeling every chance they could.

His claws dug into their scales, his ferocity became restless, his moans upon tasting his mate while fucking the other drove him to please them until the end. Like a true drake, he made sure to put forth his full, as he dug his tongue deep into the quenching walls, his lack of air only fueled him to get her off faster. His hips slammed upwards, almost lifting off his rider, only being held by his strong arms.

The bed groaned under the strain with the amount of activity on it, but neither occupants cared. The sheets were drenched, the bodies were hot and the room reeked of heated air and sex.

The dragonesses moans now echoed in the room, their breaths coming out short and with smog. Their ends were fast approaching and their beloved drake was pushing for the final length. With his might, he pushed his tongue deep into Ember’s pussy, closing his mouth around her vent while shoving his head forward. He thrust his hips hard, slamming his entire length into Smolder’s hole, causing her to go forward, he reached his limit and they reached there.

The sudden shove forward from Spike, had both females fall on the middle of Spike and their muzzles meeting each other. Smolder and Ember ‘kissed’ upon their alignment. Both were wide eyed at the contact, but they didn’t dwell on it as both moaned in unison as Spike brought them both to a climax. Their mouths opened on each other, tongues sticking out with saliva dripping on them. Without any more to go on, Smolder took the initiative and pressed her mouth on Ember, making the ‘kiss’ official. Their orgasams trippled upon the sudden kiss, driving their bodies wild with euphoria.

Spike managed to gain air in his nostrils as he lifted Ember up, avoiding drowning by clogging up her spewing cunt with his mouth and drinking everything that came from her. Smolder’s own vent meanwhile was cascading her juices over his cock, practically waterfalling it and around the hips, making the bed sheets and bed absorb all the juices.

The kiss between the two was unintentional but welcoming, their orgasms had their minds on a euphoric field unheard of and the love one below them was gone, as he blew his load deep into the dragoness.

Throbs of his cock shot thick shots of cum deep into her womb, while he chugged the massive gushing juices of Ember, swallowing just as fast as she came.

Their bodies twitched with pleasure, making each of them vibrate for one another and prolonging their climaxes further. With almost a full thirty seconds of non-stop ecstasy, the trio finally felt the wear of their mortal bodies hit them like a train and they relented to exhaustion.

Ember managed to roll over and off Spike’s face, which was caked in Ember’s liquid frosting while Smolder collapsed on Spike’s larger chest, not caring that some of that frosting covered her own face.

Spike had just enough energy to pull Ember down and close to him, holding her in his right arms and allowing them to recover from their orgasms. Smolder tried to keep most of his cock in he but it slipped out of her, causing a torrent of hot mixed juices to pour out of her sensitive cunt. Whatever wasn’t lodged in her room gushed out of her vent and onto his hips. No fucks were given by both as it ran down their sides and to the already soaked bed.

They hold onto each other for minutes, letting their breaths slow down, their heartbeats return to normal and their soft spasms of aftershocks drain from them. No words were needed between the three of them. They were all happy with one another and it showed how much.

Once they settled down enough, silence filled the room. It was not even noon yet, but they already had enough activities to last the day and all were content with it. Spike rubbed and caressed both females, feeling his heartbeat match with their own. His mind was still in shock at the fact he just had sex with two females at once, mostly ever colt’s wet dream. The fact that his ‘upgrade’ made him last as long as he did proved that his body could handle that and perhaps down the line… much more.

Ten minutes pass by and Ember sighed, turning to the both of them. “That was… fucking amazing.” She oozed with content, a pleased smile on her snout. Spike nodded, brushing his against hers.

“Yeah it was…” he then turned to Smolder. “And for you too?”

She leaned in and licked his snout. “Fuck yeah! I never had anything better than that.” She then looked over him towards Ember. “What did you think of that kiss?”

Spike leaned in between them, surprised on this. “Wait what kiss?”

Ember gave a small blush, shoving him down and pushing herself up to stand over them. “When you were giving us both a ride, we fell forward and our mouths met.”

Smolder pulled herself up so that she nearly met Ember once more over Spike with them both looking down at him. “It was unexpected but super hot and very nice.”

Spike felt that he may have missed something awesome here, even though he was part of that awesome moment just below them. Swallowing, the teen stuttered a reply. “C-Can you two uh… y-you mind showing me it again?”

Ember and Smolder smirked at this though Ember still was unsure what a kiss really meant for dragons with no lips. Still, whatever made him happy. Without hesitation, both met in the middle over him and let their mouths meet. But to compensate for the lack of lips, they stuck their tongues out to meet, licking each other on their mouths.

Spike was in awe at seeing the display in front of him. He felt drained from his ordeal but felt a small stir happening once more below him. The kiss however didn’t last long and both females seperated. His only response to that scene was… ‘Awesome.’

Both seperated and giggled at him. Laying back down, the females closed around him, feeling his arms and wings wrap around them.

“So,” began Smolder. “Now that the morning romp is over, what do we do now? Show Ember around the school? Around the town?”

Spike nodded, recovering from his happiness and gave both females a nod. “Yep, I think we can show Ember the best of ponies but at the same time, find other things we do to have fun around here.”

Ember gave a small snort. “I doubt that ponies have anything that can surprise me.”

Spike and Smolder smirked at each other.

Ember watched wide eyed, as water fell from the metal tab above her. No, not just regular water either, Hot Water! Boiling hot water! She moved into the shower step, watching in awe as the shower head spewed hot water through holes and fell onto the floor, where the hole at the bottom drained all the water.

She then turned to Smolder and Spike, who had grins on them. She tried to play it off cool and gave a half measured shrug. “Ehh, it shots hot water, so what? It's just a waste of perfectly good drinking water.”

Spike kept his smile. “Step in.” She blinked at the request but complied. She stepped over the raised step and allowed the water to hit her scales. While it was not hot like lava, the sensation did feel wonderful. Almost too late, she let out a small sigh as the boiling water hit her scales and cascaded down her body. The fluids that had covered her body began to be rinsed off.

Smolder and Spike were watching with smiles but then it turned a spectule as Ember began to enjoy the hot water a bit more. The duo almost got entranced as they watched the droplets and rivers of water fall down over her scales. The glistening moisture that ran down her saphira scales sparkle and shimmered. The steam that began to fill the shower instantly made her body become covered and much more sexier since her privates were almost obscure.

Sensing the inevitable, Spike motioned for Smolder to join him with her. No hesitation, the duo entered and joined their beloved hoard mate and began to partake in her enjoyment of the shower.

Spike pulled close and behind Ember, rubbing her wings and massaging them in the right places while Smolder ran her claws down her chest. Ember opened her eyes to see the duo working on her, not complaining but still asking. “What are you doing?”

Both blushed. “Sorry,” Answered Spike. “You looked hot in this shower, so it kind of… stirred things.”

“Yeah,” agreed Smolder, still running her claws over Ember’s breast area. “You kinda just made this whole shower thing turn sexy and all.”

While Ember was normally flattered by her mates and their attempts to please her, she was still a bit tired and not to mention, she had again been surprised by the accomplishments of what ponies were capable of, trying her best to enjoy it.

“While that is fine and all,” She answered with some measure of appreciation, she ultimately had to stop it. “-I think we can wait a bit up trying to fuck me again for a bit.” She allowed Smolder to continue her roam over her body. “But I don’t mind if you guys just make this shower a bit more interesting.”

And so they did. While they didn’t directly try to fuck her again, Spike suggested that they try different settings of the showerhead, while rubbing natural body shampoo and oils around her to enjoy their smells and texture.

The showerhead was switched between gentle showers, to massage, to others, letting Ember to enjoy the different styles of being covered in water. Spike had grabbed shampoo, specially designed for his scales to keep clean while maintaining healthy scales. In truth, this was made by Zecora to help with that(though it was at the time he didn’t realize that he needed meat to keep his scales healthy) and made his own supplements of scale polish.

He worked her backs, her wings, and her head. Smolder meanwhile, used a natural soap bar that had a strong smell of lavender and sandalwood. While dragons were not known to indulge in smells and lotions to smell good, Smolder had utilized the products of ponies to smell as good as possible and to make herself stand out. This particular soap got her noticed by her friends, so she wanted to work on Ember’s scent. She didn’t smell bad, she just liked knowing that Ember would be nicer in smell that would have both Spike and herself want to rub themselves all over her.

The two younger dragons worked on their elder mate, doing everything they could to please her but not stimulate themselves to it. Ember enjoyed the feeling of having claws and digits roam her body while hot scalding water poured over them all.

The smells were… intoxicating for her, not used to smelling such strong scents of flowers, sweets and other things that her lovers were rubbing over her. Spike was so gentle on her sensitive wings, especially the membrane and skin parts of her body. She was in bliss as he handled her so delicate, yet making sure to reach every corner every curvature of her body.

Smolder meanwhile focused on her front, rubbing her chest, her arms, going down to her hips. Smolder tried to avoid her nethers, not really wanting to stir something up yet.

While it did feel like they were trying to shower her, Spike knew that Ember had to indulge her in some activity here. His claws rand down her back and wings, down to her spine before grabbing her tail, lifting it up and rubbing the underside. Ember allowed him.

Smolder rubbed the soap over her belly, running it on her sides, quickly switching to her legs before making her way up to her thighs. Ember allowed it.

The sensation of everything had unknowingly started Ember’s arousal once more. Her vent had gotten tingling when the hot water had started running down her body but it began to moisten with the actions of Spike and Smolder. While the duo didn’t notice her scent due to the smells and steam that was around them, Ember treated her moans as if they were just targeting the right spot on her body. Smolder was near her nethers, yet the water that ran down her scales conceale the amount of juices that left and mixed with the water that dropped down her legs.

Smolder might have noticed it or not, but she still was trying to focus on her inner legs, rubbing them without focusing too much on the vent before her. Spike was now reaching lower towards the base of her tail, rubbing her sensitive area, going as far as casually brushing her tail hole.

Ember held the most conviction to not show her arousal, letting the water disguise it, though it was hard as her legs began to shake. The hot waters ran down and into the slit of her vent, letting her innards be targeted by tingles. Even now she restrained to tell them to stop fucking with her and start fucking her because of what she was experiencing.

But she didn’t have to do that, she didn’t have to say anything nor did they need to ask. The second they stepped into the shower with her, they already had a plan. They wanted her to experience the full might of everything that they could do to her. She was their hoard master, she was their mate, she was their Dragon Lord. She could command them to please her until she dropped dead or unconscious and make sure that they did so as well. She would demand that they never look at another dragon again and be tempted by their flesh!

But she didn’t have to do that. She won’t have to say a single thing or ask them a favor. They already knew her, they already had her blessing to touch and fondle her; just like they were doing now, their choice to please her was their own will. The moans were not because she was telling them to do something, but because they chose to do it. To rub those weird but soothing smells all over her body. They choose to target her sensitive areas, from her wings to her arms, down her legs and tails.

Ember the Dragon Lord could have everything she ever commanded and yet, she needed nothing more than just the two with her. Spike had been rubbing her tail hole now, knowingly teasing her rear entrance. Smolder was rubbing the soap on her privates, using the edge of it to spread her lips and exposing it to the outside.

Her moans were now known to be from the pleasure she was receiving, the massages and cleaning turning into something far more. Spike was teasing her rear entrance, switching digits to use one of the bottles, ‘lotion’ he had whispered into her ear, before dabbling it on his digits and rubbing her there. It was such a strange feeling, so alien and unique to have something enter through that hole.

Smolder had already dropped the soap and just focused on rubbing Ember’s love hole, rubbing it without much penetration. She could see Spike through Ember’s legs, giving him a smile.

Ember was shaking now, her legs almost wanting to give out on her. The fluids coming from her legs were almost more distinguished for her fluids were a bit thicker and ran down slower. Still, it showed the signs that Ember was enjoying herself. The orange dragoness was pushing much effort to get Ember to cum, knowing that this would be one of the better sensations to get off on, during a shower then dry.

Spike’s teasing yielded fruit for Ember as he finally pushed a single digit up her hole, earning a gasp from her, as well as a small spasm of juices spewing from her cunt, at the sudden intrusion.

Smolder caught part of it on her mouth, instinctively sticking out her tongue to lick some of her juices before the water washed it away. She knew that now, she had to push on, inserting two digits into her vent, spreading and trying to get an orgasm from her. Ember flexed and nearly fell when Smolder penatrated her pussy.

Spike wrapped a single arm around her midsection, while keeping his other digit inside of her tail hole. Ember gasped as he wiggled his digit in her, making sure it was in her. Once he knew that she had adjusted, he slowly retreated his finger before shoving it back in, beginning the small trusting notions. Ember used his arm to hold her up while weekly used the other to hold herself on the wall.

She didn’t honestly expect this euphoria in an environment like this, with her holes being touched and filled, without the need of tongue nor cock. Even as she squirmed, she didn’t feel Spike’s own rod against her tail, nor did she feel Smolder’s tongue upon her nethers. They still rubbed her body with caress that it blended so well into her mind that it hardly identified as sexual need. It was pleasurable with both her mind and body as her senses were targeted in many ways.

He rubbed her chest with the arm that held her while her tail hole was being trusted by his claw. Smolder used one of her claws to continuously stimulate her vent, rubbing her innards and targeting her inner core, while she used her other claws to squeeze and massage her legs to the point where they felt like jelly.

Her climax was fast approaching and her legs were no longer supporting her, being held by a single strong arm with her tail lifted on his digit. Smolder already pushed up on her vent to get as deep as possible while squeezing her inner thighs.

The saphira dragoness had never felt so many senses targeted at once that this was the first time in her life that she had cum so hard and so fast, it left her limp and gone. Her mind went blank as she came, her inner walls squeezing Smolder’s digits while her tail hole quenched around Spike’s.

The gush of fluids spewed harder and faster then shower, almost to the point of glistening brighter from her vag. Smolder did her best to get as much as she could in her mouth, even shoving herself directly beneath the hole. Spike did his best to hold her up as she went limp, only removing his digit from her.

The orgasm was not as long as it was earlier but it was enough to drain Ember. Smolder got what she could without water entering her mouth as she took most of her juices in. Once Ember’s fast orgasm ended, Smolder removed her digits and stood up to them. Ember was barely hanging on but Spike was holding her up.

She moved her head over Ember to lean into Spike. He instantly knew what to do and opened his mouth at an angle to allow Smolder to open her own and meet his. At this angle, the two got in close enough for Smolder to shove what she could of Ember’s juices into Spike’s mouth.

Despite the Dragon Lord between them, Spike managed to stick his tongue inside of Smolder’s mouth and lap up what he could from her, their size difference being the only withstanding.

With their mouths in the juices of their hoard master, Spike and Smolder were truly and faithfully devoted to Ember. A pack sealed with a kiss, some juices and a little more joy.

The trio got out of the shower; Ember had to be semi-lifted over the ledge of the shower and placed on the toilet to be dried off. The shower was turned off, the trio having pleased Ember once more and their scales cleaned, they were ready to tackle the rest of the day.

“So,” began Spike as he dried himself off with a towel. “What do you think of the pony invention of the ‘hot shower?”

Ember sighed, feeling Smolder drying her off with another towel. “It was… amazing, no doubt about it.” She then allowed the smaller dragoness to reach behind and other areas. “Though I know you two planned to fuck me in there, I didn’t expect it to be that…”

“Great?” asked Spike.

“Epic?” Supplied Smolder.

“Orgamisc?”

“Hot!” They each threw in another word before Ember nodded to it all.

“All of them.” She then shakily stood up, feeling still a bit drained but managed to get a hold of herself. She saw that her scales were almost shimmering in clean with a decent smell coming from her. “Though I will be honest, I don’t think I have ever been this clean before.”

Spike pulled her close, sniffing her and enjoying her shimmering scales. “Well, it could be like that, everytime you come here and we shower together.”

“Yeah, but let’s make sure that we don’t have ponies here.” Supplied Smolder as she finished drying herself off. “I mean, we still have a bed to get clean.”

Spike grunted at being reminded of the bed… that was drenched in Celestia knowing how much cum. No doubt the mattress itself had absorbed most of their fluids with the clouds embedded within soaking up most of their essence. He would have to get rid of the bed and get a new one before Twilight or another guest came to use this room.

Sure enough, the bed was a mess and it stank of dragon sex. While Spike began to take off the sheets, Smolder helped Ember ready herself for the outside by applying scale lotions over her.

Spike yanked and pulled on the covers, rolling them into a large ball of wet sheets. As he did so, Smolder walked out and brought out a perfume she had recently acquired from Rarity. “Hey Spike, do you think this will smell good on us?” Smolder accidently sprayed him as he turned to look at her. The spray fume of the bottle instantly landed on his noses, triggering a powerful sneeze.

A burst of flames shot out from his mouth and Smolder was instantly engulfed in his flames. However, despite the fact that she was fireproof, she was not prepared for dragon fire mail and was instantly vaporized by it in a cry of surprise. Her body was covered in green flame and she was gone, being turned into a giant flame and being shot out of the room.

As Spike recovered from his sneeze, to his shock and horror, he had engulfed Smolder in his flames that would be letters sent to Celestia.

“Smolder!” He cried in dismay. Ember quickly shot out of the restroom.

“What happened?” She paused not seeing the orange dragoness in the room. “Where’s Smolder?”

Spike was in panic. He couldn’t believe he had sent a living thing, let alone a dragon through fire mail towards Celestia. “I think I accidently set her on fire and sent her to Canterlot!”

Ember’s snout twitched in confusion at the thought of setting a dragon on fire, let alone being sent to another location. “How did you do that?”

Spike was still panicking though he knew he had to explain it to her. “The same way I have been sending you letters!” Thanks to the Bloodstone Scepter, Ember and Spike had managed to link the magic to it and they were able to send letters to one another. Yet they knew their limits to it.

“But I didn’t know you could send others… living things through it?”

“Me either!” He half yelled, worrying about Smolder. He decided that he needed to quickly reach Celestia. But before trying to find a quill and scroll, he released a small belch from his throat and a scroll, carrying the Princess’s Emblem on it, showed ‘she’ already got the message.

Spike immediately tore it open and read the contents out loud.

“Dear Spike, While I appreciate that you and Twilight have stopped sending me Friendship letters months ago, as well as not using it for pranks, I feel as though I should mention that sending me dragons would be added to the list of things that ‘should not’ be sent to me. First, I was startled to get a letter from you during a meeting. Second, the fact a dragon, let alone a student of Twilight’s school, was able to go through has some disturbing implications.

Twilight is here with me and as we ask what has happened to her, Smolder clarified it was an accident. Regardless, she is fine, though a bit lightheaded about the sudden teleport, we will have Twilight and guards escort back to you within the next hour or so.

Please learn to control your breaths next time and learn to sneeze away from others. Remember the ‘vampony’ sneeze!

With Care, Princess Celestia.

Spike let go a big sigh he hadn’t realized he had been holding until now. Ember pulled him close to comfort him. “Hey, she’s okay.” she assured him. He nodded but couldn’t help but feel a huge wave of guilt and fear come to his heart at the thought of Smolder being hurt because of him.

He didn’t know what had happened but he knew he had to find the answers out soon.

Smolder came flying back almost an hour later, with two guards escorting her, as well as Twilight. Smolder looked beyond embarrassed but seemed safe. All of them landed gently on the ground.

Spike and Ember quickly approached her. “Smolder! Are you alright?”

She gave a hasty nod, though she was quickly hugged tightly by Ember and Spike, surprising her. It was a welcome thing but unexpected. Twilight pulled up to the trio, with confusion and worry crossing her face.

“How did Smolder get transported to Canterlot, Spike?”

Spike separated from them and turned to Twilight, giving a shrug, almost as confused as Twilight. “I am not sure… we,” He paused, trying to find something legit to say without coming off as gross to her. “-were trying out perfumes. Smolder accidently sprayed one on me and when I sneezed, I turned to Smolder on accident. I blew fire at her and she disappeared. That’s when I realized that I had really just sent her away, but I wasn’t sure.”

Twilight seemed to believe it was an accident though that begged the question. “How could you send her though? We only used your fire to deliver letters to Celestia.”

Smolder put her input. “Celestia didn’t even know he could do that, let alone transport another living thing. ‘The fire breath spell was to be designed only for a single purpose’, is what she told me.” The smaller dragoness gave a shutter. “It felt so weird, is that what teleporting feels like to you unicorns?”

Twilight gave a small smile of comfort. “It’s not an easy thing to master, but eventually you get used to it.” Twilight then turned to Ember. “Is this another upgrade for Spike?” She asked, though it sounded more of an accusation with a bit of a bite. Ember heard it, though she held back any snark towards the Princess. Instead, she focused on Spike.

“It is, though it was not something I could see. The scepter gave him enhanced features, perhaps this is one of them.” She gave a grin and pulled in close. “This really is going to make things a lot more interesting in the future.” A purr left her, but Twilight rolled her eyes in frustration.

Spike couldn’t agree more, though his attention to Ember’s purr flew over his head. Instead, he was thinking about what he could do with this kind of newfound ability. Okay, it wasn’t a new ability but an enhancement of his usual one. Still, he wondered that if Smolder could get accidentally transported to Canterlot, then could he travel to and from places with just his flame breath alone? Could he do bigger objects?

… Could he do it himself?

“Spike? What are you thinking?” Twilight asked, a concerned look on her face. He blinked, refocusing on Twilight and Ember, while Smolder just tried to remain cool after everything that just happened. He shook his head of his daze before looking at his sister with a grin.

“In your almighty words Twilight, ‘Let get experimental!”

Several things happened at once. The guards that had accompanied them, held themselves back from bursting in laughter, managing coughing fits. Smolder looked more worried upon hearing that, wondering if she was going to be the test subject, Ember looked confused, and Twilight’s face lit up at hearing the word, ‘Epermintenal’.

Spike and the others met inside the map room, where Twilight had quills and scrolls laid out to record properly. Ember and Smolder were here to watch as he got his own scroll and began to make notes.

“Okay, so we know that I can transport ‘non-living’ things to Celestia such as scrolls, food, gems, etc with my magical fire breath. And we know that I can ‘accidently’-” He looked to Smolder with a remorsval smile. “-send a dragon to Celestia. Now, the questions are, how did it work? How can I control it? What else can I send through? How do I send things through other locations? And… can I use it on myself?”

Twilight wrote all of those down pausing at his last question. She looked up at him. “You… want to send yourself through?”

He nodded, pointing at her horn. “You can teleport, roughly a range of miles with just a memory, so it stands to reason, why I shouldn’t be able to teleport with it.”

Twilight thought of it, adding in, “Your magic is different from mine. Teleporting is complex and strategic. Yours was a spell given by Celestia when you had hatched as an egg to help me deliver letters.”

“Who's to say it can’t be changed?” Ember put in, involving herself in the conversation. “I already altered his body, why shouldn’t this be part of it?”

Twilight still didn’t like her meddling but she did bring in a good point. “Well… there would have to be a rune, or a magical item or something for Spike to hold onto when he sends it.” She put a hoof on her chin. “Celestia placed a spell on him as a newborn because she knew that Dragons are resistant to magic as they get older.” She paused then looked at all of them. “Unicorn magic.”

“So, you can’t make it so he can just… send something to anywhere he wants?” Smolder asked.

The alicorn shook her head. “Not intentionally at least. With Ember giving him a boost or an enhancement in his biology, chances are that she increased his resistance to magic by a lot.” As if to demonstrate, she pointed her horn and him and fired a light spell. Ember was irked by this sudden fire but Spike seemed unaffected by it. He blinked at the hit, but when Twilight stopped her magic, nothing happened, earning a confirmed nod from her. “See, I hit him with a spell that I've used on him before and it worked. A simple one, but it had no affect.” She turned to Ember. “The altercation of his chemistry has boosted his defenses against non-draconic magic and possibly any future spells he might come across.”

A moment of silence passed between the four of them, all contemplating on this newfound discovery. Though Spike liked the idea of being immune to magic, he looked towards Twilight. “What spell did you use on me anyway?”

Twilight gave him a sad smile. “Your favorite one, the ‘Insta-Mustache’ spell.”

Spike deflated. “Ahh, mare! I actually thought that would at least stick with me!”

Smolder’s nose wrinkled a bit of disgust. “You actually thought that facial fur was good on you?”

Ember looked between them. “Facial fur?” She asked out loud. Smolder quickly spoke before Spike could. “Its the stupid peace of fur or hair or whatever you see the stallions have that comes from under their noses or chins.”

“Hey! It’s not stupid! It's a good look!” Ember disagreed, shaking her head of the image in him with fur on his face.

“Not in my mind. It looks burdensome and sticky.”

“Hey!” Twilight began to argue but Spike quickly cut her off.

“Regardless!” He said, speaking loud enough to silence them. “I need to figure if we can control my ‘Fire Breath spell-” He was cut off when Smolder groaned.

“Ugh, that is such a lame name. Call it something catchy like ‘Flash Fire’ or something. It should be awesome, especially since you're going to try and teleport.”

Three heads turned to her, as if she grew three heads of her own. “What?”

Spike actually liked the idea and gave her a grin. “Yeah, that could work.”

Twilight rolled her eyes. “Whatever you wish to call it, you still need a way to safely transport living things without hurting them.”

“And for me to send it where I want.” He added. Twilight nodded, looking back at her notes. “Well, like I said, you are now more resistant to magic than before, so altering it on you magically won’t work.”

Spike nodded. “True, but what if like you said earlier, we create a ‘rune’ or something to make it so I can transport something to it.”

“Aren’t runes stationary though?” Smolder asked. While she may not know a whole lot of magic, she knew enough to know what runes and some magical items worked in the ‘O&O games’ Spike and her friends played.

Twilight was pleasantly surprised by her knowledge giving her a smile. “Some are, but there are ways you can enchant certain items so that they can be runes but portable.”

“Then all we need is a rune and something that I can use as a spawn point when I send something or someone through!”

“Maybe like a candle with your flame can act as the beacon?” Suggested Smolder.

“Smolder that’s brilliant!” Twilight instantly stated, Spike nodding with her enthusiasm and Ember seemingly pleased that she was getting praised for her ideas. The young dragoness blushed at the praise and even felt Spike pulling her in close.

“And we will call it ‘Flash Fire!’ with a spawn point ready!” Giving her a quick brush of his snout against her head, making her more flushed, he excitedly looked at Twilight. “And now, we will make it so in the future, for whatever need we have, we now have a way to transport anywhere we want!” He looked over the map of Equestria and beyond with a glint of joy as he knew that with the world getting smaller for him, his mates and his friends, they had almost no limits to where they can’t go!

The adventures were going to get grander!

Author's Note

And we have only the epilogue left before this series is concluded! I am so happy to be bringing this one to an end. I tried my best with this on since the epilouge might not a final sex scene. It is going to be the end of this and then.....
A new Spike series that I have wanted to do for awhile. More details will come when the epilogue hits and the stages begin to show! So, rate, comment and let me know what you think!