Rumble smiled confidently as he strode through town, his head held high as he trotted next to a distracted Sweetie Belle, who had her nose in a book. Around them the town flitted past, the colt barely even sparing a glance at whatever was going on, his attention fixated purely on his thoughts, and namely what he knew was coming the second he reached his destination.

“Augh, I can't believe it was 1661, I was so off!” Sweetie Belle announced suddenly, groaning loudly.

Rumble snickered to himself. “Oh it's not that bad, you were in the right ball park.” He remarked with a smile.

Sweetie Belle groaned even louder as she tucked the book into her bags using her magic. “Yeah, if you call a whole century a ballpark.”

Rumble shrugged. “It's all how you look at it. In the grand scheme of things a hundred years isn't that long a time.”

“Easy for you to say, you have a sports cutie mark, this little history lesson on the Equestria games must have been easy for you.” Sweetie Belle muttered angrily.

Looking back at his flank, Rumble noted that his cutie mark was the same soccer ball cutie mark that had been there since this morning. “You know cutie marks don't just give you knowledge right? I still had to study for this stuff, same as you.”

“Yeah yeah, but it still must have helped, I mean your special talent is literally soccer.” Sweetie Belle pointed out.

“Maybe it did, maybe it didn't… But do you know one thing that actually does help? Studying.”

Sweetie Belle grumbled silently to herself. “I’d like to see how much studying you get done with a sister up at all hours sewing while blasting her ‘thinking’ records.”

“Well considering I don't have a sister, I guess I’ll never know.” Rumble perked up and glanced over Sweetie Belle’s shoulder. “Speaking of which, isn't this your stop?”

Sweetie Belle’s eyes went wide and she looked to her left. “Oh right, I don't usually come home this way.” The filly took a step only to stop. “Hey Rumble, if you see Scootaloo could you ask her to come talk to us or something? Me and Apple Bloom haven't seen her in a while.”

Rumble nodded. “I’ll pass it along if I see her.”

“Thanks, later!” Sweetie Belle waved before turning and trotting down the side street, making a beeline towards Carousel Boutique.

Rumble however, was going in a different direction, and as soon as Sweetie Belle had trotted away, he broke into a brisk jog before flapping his wings and lifting off, ascending into the sky and turning towards the edge of town. Where a small, shorter house stood nestled into a small collection of other small houses, nearly disappearing into the cookie cutter homes that littered the area.

With his destination in sight, the colt pumped his wings hard, ensuring it took less than a minute to arrive at his destination, his heart pounding in his chest the moment he drew close. A wide grin spread across his face and after glancing left and right, the colt pushed open the door and slipped inside.

With the door closed behind him, he looked around, and after seeing no one, went to the back of the house before descending down into the basement, closing the heavy oak door behind him before slipping the bolt into place. The stairs down were rickety, and the colt glided down them, not trusting the old and half rotted wood one bit.

Once at the bottom he pushed his way past one last door and was greeted with a familiar sight.

Spike stood on a bed, his tail raised and Scootaloo’s face plastered firmly between his cheeks. From the look on Spike’s face and the sound of the filly’s tongue, the other pegasus was giving the dragon a much appreciated rim job.

“Hey guys.” He greeted warmly, waving at the pair.

Spike nodded. “Hey Rumble, how was the day?” He replied.

Scootaloo merely waved from behind Spike’s ass, the filly not stopping or even slowing for a second. Something that made Rumble snicker, the colt wondering just who was enjoying the rim job more, Spike, or the pony who was tonsil deep in his asshole.

Ignoring the pair, Rumble dropped his book bags at the door and grabbed a wash cloth set aside for him. A cloth that he quickly used to wipe away his fake cutie marks and reveal the real ones that were hidden beneath them. The collar complete with leash was as perfect as ever, and even seemed to shine in the faint light of the basement.

Next he leaned down, and grabbed the collar that was placed where it always was, the colt deftly snapping into it place around his neck before fastening it securely with the lock. Giving the collar a little wiggle, the colt trotted over to Spike who used his more dexterous fingers to secure the collar around the colt’s neck.

“Anything new I should know of?” Spike asked, idly, like he wasn't currently getting his ass eaten by a hungery pegasus.

Rumble shook his head. “Not really, the day was pretty boring, though Sweetie Belle expressed a desire to see Scootaloo again.”

Spike nodded. “That is a good idea, we wouldn't want to make anyone getting too curious. Starting monday I’ll be sending Scootaloo back to school and moving our activities to during the evening.”

Scootaloo’s shoulders slumped visibly, and though disappointed, that didn't mean she stopped, or even slow down, the filly slurping away at Spike’s asshole and making the dragon grin from ear to ear. Chuckling to himself, Rumble flapped his wings and ascended onto the bed, taking position beside Scootaloo should she need to switch off.

“What do you plan to do master?” Rumble asked idly, his gaze lingering on Scootaloo’s naked form and more specifically her defiled cutie mark.

Which now had a thick black X over it, as well as the words ‘dragon slut’ written over it in thick bold words. Her defilement didn't end there though, as the filly now sported two heavy piercings through her nipples, a sight that made Rumble green with envy, though he wanted a dock piercing more than nipple piercings.

“That's for me to know, and for you to find out.” Spike replied cripticly. “Though we should acquire a magic user first, in order to allow you two to go out in public while still being marked as my pets.”

Rumble nodded. “Good plan master.”

“Of course it is, I thought of it.” Spike chuckled to himself before shaking his head. “But seriously, get over here and suck my cock. I want to enjoy this.”

Rumble’s face lit up and he eagerly trotted over to the front of the dragon. “Yes master!”

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