Sweetie Belle watched the landscape go by. The area around Griffonstone had been sparse in any pretty plants or trees, but the view was even more barren as they approached the Dragonlands. Building tracks to such a place had been an impressive feat of engineering and magic. Large volcanoes dwarfed the small train, but the protective spells kept the tracks clear of any debris or lava.

On the seats across from her, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo were both napping quietly. The door behind her opened.

“Hey! I didn’t think I’d run into you here.”

The familiar voice drew Sweetie Belle’s attention away from the window. She’d know Spike’s voice anywhere.

Spike slipped into the empty seat next to Sweetie Belle. His chest and arms were more muscular, and he was much taller now. The spicy musk of the dragon so close made Sweetie Belle remember all the good times with Spike. Part of her wished he would put an arm around her right there, but the other part of her remembered how things had ended between them.

“Spike! What are you doing here?”

“A bit of everything really. I have some official ambassador work with Ember, and Thorax said to check on Ocellus. And I might as well say hi to Smolder while I’m here.”

“Oh yeah. I think she wrote on her postcard to us that she was staying with Smolder about every other month. At least we’ll get to see them all while we’re here.”

The announcement of the coming arrival by the train attendant interrupted their conversation and woke up Apple Bloom and Scootaloo. Spike said hello to them and stood up to return to his own seat, but before he did, he gave Sweetie Belle a quick hug.

“If you want, I could have you and your friends stay in my hotel suite. As ambassador, I get some very nice accommodations. But only if that’s okay with you.”

“I’d like that. Thank you, Spike.”

“Great! Here’s the room number. I’ll be busy until later, so feel free to relax and unpack before I get there.”

Spike handed her a note with the number 301 on it. He smiled and his tail wagged while he gave her a hopeful look before he went back to the other car. Sweetie Belle’s two friends gave her knowing looks.

“Now that I’m older, I can make my own choices with Spike.”

“We’re both just happy you can chase some tail again,” Scootaloo said.

“And your promise to your sister only lasted until you came of age,” Apple Bloom added.

“I’d rather not be reminded of what happened. And I think it’s time to go get our bags.”

Sweetie Belle walked over to where their luggage was waiting. She tried to pick it up but got sloppy with her magic as the past overwhelmed her.

Rarity had locked herself in her room to shut out all distraction as she finished up her latest fashion line. Sweetie Belle had grabbed some things out of the fridge to make a passable salad and was about to finish it when a soft knock sounded on the back door. She opened it and saw Spike waiting there with a basket of gems.

“Hey, Sweetie Belle. Is Rarity busy? I found some great gems that I thought she’d like.”

Spike looked handsome in the doorway. His recent growth spurt meant he was about as tall as Sweetie Belle, and he was quickly filling out. She blushed as her eyes wandered over his legs and between them to the tight little slit that kept whatever a dragon might have hidden. It wasn’t fair she couldn’t enjoy some eye candy, like she could with the stallions.

“Rarity’s busy, but why don’t you come in and set that down. I’d hate to have you come all this way without some thanks or rest.”

Spike stepped in. Sweetie Belle pointed over to where he could set the basket down and quickly took a very unladylike pose on the chair. Spike turned back to her. His tongue flicked out as he glanced down at what was on display for a very brief moment.

“I’d give you something to eat, but I think I cleaned out the fridge for my own dinner.”

Sweetie Belle rose and brushed against Spike as she placed her plate in the sink. She flicked her tail up as she slowly stepped back to her seat.

“Umm… are you wearing a new perfume? You smell nice.”

“Ah, thank you, Spike. Maybe… there is something in my room I could give you for the trouble of always being so helpful for me and my sister.”

Sweetie Belle swished her tail around. Her scent must have been strong. Spike kept flicking his tongue out and blushing. He wrapped his tail around his front and blushed.

“Are you sure? I mean… Twilight might need something or Rarity might-”

Spike went silent as Sweetie Belle walked past him. Her cheeks burned as she turned her tail up enough to leave nothing to the imagination. She could even feel a little trickle of warm wetness from her arousal.

“Forget them. Follow me.”

She tugged lightly on Spike with her magic as she led him to her room. She shut the door behind them and laid on her back and spread her legs.

“It must be frustrating to always hope for a certain reward but never get it. After all these years, I’ve started to want what my sister seems to ignore. You’re a dragon more handsome than any stallions around here. Now let me reward you for all your hard work.”

Sweetie Belle tugged Spike’s tail away from where it was curled around his lap. She smiled as she finally got a nice look at the dragon’s cock. It was shorter but thicker than a stallion’s, and it had little ridges and smooth barbs that looked like they’d feel amazing. Sweetie Belle rolled and slipped her hooves over the side of the bed to raise her flanks in the air.

“It’s time such a faithful dragon finally gets his reward.”

The gentle scrape of claws on her shoulders then barrel made Sweetie Belle gasp. He nipped at her ear and whispered.

“There might be some trouble, but damn Twilight or whoever tells me I should control myself. I’m almost a mature dragon, so it’s time I had some fun again.”

“Don’t hold back.” She was feeling frisky and nibbled softly on the little fin on the side of Spike’s head. He let out a playful growl. Sweetie Belle nibbled on it again, and Spike’s remaining restraint vanished.

The fierce possessive glare both scared and excited Sweetie Belle as Spike hugged her roughly against his firm chest as his tip pressed into her slick flower. She gasped as a thrust shook her and the bed. Spike didn’t loosen his grip one bit, and he went faster and faster. Her leg twitched as the full length hilted in her one moment then slid out the next. The rugged texture of Spike’s shaft slid against every sensitive spot inside her.

She couldn’t help but moan his name and gasp. The bed pounded against the wall as he bred her faster and more firmly than any stallion could. He held her like some prized treasure he was guarding and wouldn’t let go. Small gouts of flame burst from his lips. She could feel the heat in the air above her as her body quickly glistened with a light sheen of sweat. Her body trembled then clasped on the dick deep inside her as her fluids sprayed the bed.

Still, Spike didn’t stop. His claws pressed harder, leaving thin scratches on her back and hips. He leaned in to lick and nip at her neck. She shivered as she could feel his fangs draw out the smallest beads of blood that he quickly licked off. Sweetie Belle cried out as another blissful orgasm hit her.

She shrieked as Spike’s fangs sunk into her shoulder. His hips pounded against hers a few more times then stopped as the intense heat of the dragon’s load filled her. Spike blinked and had a tender look of concern.

“Ah! I’m sorry, Sweetie Belle. Are you okay? My instincts always get a bit wild. Oh! That bite looks-”

Sweetie Belle held a hoof up to his mouth. “That was amazing, even if it left a few marks. Some mares like it rough.”

Spike slipped out of her as he collapsed onto the bed next to her. His delicious cock slowly changed from firm to soft then began to retreat into his slit. He seemed to barely be able to snuggle up against her as he yawned.

“Mmm… dragons give their all in love, but we get very sleepy afterward. Sweetie Belle… love you.”

Spike’s words were barely audible as he quickly sunk into a stupor then a very deep sleep. Even in sleep, he still held Sweetie Belle with a fierce and possessive strength.

She looked at him and at the mess dripping onto her tail and the bed. She smiled and gave him a kiss, but a sudden noise in the hall caught her attention. The cautious sound of Rarity’s hooves got closer. Sweetie Belle was tired, but the fear of discovery jolted her to alertness. She fumbled with her blanket in her magic, but before she could spread it over her and Spike, the door slipped open.

“Sweetie Belle? What was all that noise? S-Spike! Oh!”

Rarity pretended to be faint and slipped back into the hall. The door clicked shut behind her.

“You stay there, Sweetie Belle. I need to have a talk with Twilight, Spike, and you.”

Sweetie Belle knew she was in huge trouble. Spike would be, too, but after being with him, she just wanted to rest and snuggle in the afterglow. The cat was already out of the bag, so she might as well enjoy the calm before the storm.

The storm came once Rarity returned with Twilight. Sweetie Belle was thoroughly embarrassed when Rarity pulled the blanket off her to show Twilight the scratch and bites marks along with the mess Spike had left. But even the shouting accusations from Rarity didn’t wake up Spike. Twilight tried to argue that the two had just been exploring and that it was harmless, but Rarity’s arguments about propriety and reputation won out in the end.

Twilight levitated the sleeping Spike away in her magic and promised not to talk about it with anypony. She also promised to make Spike behave better. She teleported away the next moment.

Rarity then turned on Sweetie Belle with a huge lecture on the proper behavior for mares and dating, and even sex. Sweetie Belle found it all old-fashioned, but Rarity would hardly let her get a word in until Sweetie Belle finally pointed out that she needed to go clean up. Rarity only let her go once she promised not to be intimate with Spike again until she reached adulthood.

The weeks after that had been just as bad. Spike sent a letter apologizing for his behavior, but Rarity kept Sweetie Belle from even talking to him again for about a month. Eventually they did see each other again, but Spike must have received an even tougher treatment from Twilight. He was friendly but distant, and Sweetie Belle could never get him to talk about that night again.

Sweetie Belle blinked and looked down at the bags she had dropped. Her memories had been unusually strong and vivid. She blushed and clamped her tail down as the other effects of remembering that night also affected her.

A cloaked pony stepped next to Sweetie Belle and smiled as the glow faded from her horn. Sweetie Belle could see the pink wings under the cloak. Equestria’s youngest princess looked into her eyes.

“Sweetie Belle, just the pony I wanted to find,” Flurry Heart said. “That was quite the memory, wasn’t it? It seems to be quite the thorn in your heart, but I think I can help you heal that.”

The princess of healing was well-known for her unusual ability to look into the painful or troubled thoughts and feelings of those around her. Sweetie Belle had also heard rumors of her attraction to Spike despite still being a teenager.

“If you think you can just mess with my memories-”

“Not so loud! I’m not supposed to be on my own here. And I’m here to help you. You’ll be helping me, too. Just think. You’ll have a princess in your debt.”

“Fine. What do you want?” Sweetie Belle picked up the bags in her magic and walked slowly back toward her friends.

“The same thing you do. Spike.”

“I am not setting you up with him. You’re way too young.”

“That’s not what I’m asking for. You get Spike again, and all I need from you is to let me use my magic to connect with how you feel while you’re with him. I want to feel how it is to be with such a strong, heroic dragon in bed. I’ll return the favor when I can, but you’ll need to promise not to say a word about this.”

“Okay. I promise not to say a word.”

“Perfect! Take this and wear it when you and Spike have some fun together.” Flurry Heart pulled out a small magical amulet. “I’ll have to be nearby, so I booked the room in the hotel next to yours. This is going to be amazing!”

“You better go before someone notices you.”

Flurry Heart teleported away leaving only the faint scent of her excitement. She was way too young, but really, she was about as old as Sweetie Belle had been when she had sex with Spike. Sweetie Belle made sure the amulet was secure and went to meet her friends.

Author's Note

It's nice to come back to this story feeling fresh. I hate taking long absences from stories, but sometimes life is busy and it's hard to focus on writing. I hope to finish at least the Dragonlands section before wrapping this story up, but I also have some other ideas for one or two other locations. I hope you enjoy the rest of the ride!