While the inhabitants of Ponyville were generally cheery and welcoming, they still had their prejudices, which Spike had learned from direct experience. Whenever he and his pen pal Gabby Gums made the rounds around town sometimes they would be stared at, like now; he hovered with her, assuring himself it was just because dragons and griffins were an unusual sight.
With the opening of the School of Friendship many started to come around; but that didn't stop the occasional judgmental look, the intrusive questions. “So,” asked the mare at the market stall selling vegetables. “Are you two dating?”
“Carrot Top, isn't it? Well, we're still figuring stuff out.” He scratched the back of his scaly neck.
“I think it would be a wonderful idea!” Gabby beamed and threw her arms around his neck, mashing him close.
“I don't know...” Carrot Top rubbed her chin. “I mean, are dragons and griffins, ahem, compatible? What about children?”
“Let's not get ahead of ourselves!” Spike waved a claw over his heated face.
“Just something to think about. It's not a decision to take lightly. Here, take some extra carrots on me!”
“Thanks!” Gabby scooped them up into her already overfilled wicker basket.
With a wave the pair headed away, but Spike couldn't help but feel conflicted about what she'd said. There was nothing illegal about them hooking up, but it would most certainly make them pariahs to their own cultures, and perhaps among ponies, too. Well, he'd put an end to that, one way or the other! They settled onto a bench, munching on their collected goodies.
“Sorry we couldn't get more gems,” said Gabby between bites.
“No reason to apologize. I'm just happy to spend time with you.”
“Me too! About what she asked...” She took his claws in her own. “I'd love to be your girlfriend! No, your wife!”
He shook his head. “They'll never really accept us...”
Gabby's grin went impossibly wide. “We'll make them! I have an idea...”
*****
With the help of Mayor Mare everypony and everycreature in Ponyville was called into townsquare. Of course Spike and Gabby doubted she would have helped if she knew what they were about to do, but the nervous pair reminded themsleves it would ultimately be for a good cause, staring at the curious and expectant mobs gathering around them.
“We've decided we're in love,” called Spike from a megaphone.
Gabby shared a smile with him before she swiped it and announced, “And we don't care what anycreature thinks!”
“It's about time we showed you how much we love each other,” they announced as one.
“What are they-” Rarity's jaw dropped when Gabby suddenly pounced upon her Spikey-Wikey and straddled him. Parents covered the eyes of foals, or pulled them away, when the griffin teased out his twin cocks, pink moist masses that rose from their sheaths to full mast. “Noooo~” She whined melodramatically, watching Gabby impale herself with both her lower holes.
She continued to cry, pulling her fainting couch from seemingly out of nowhere, throwing herself upon it and draping over the cushions. “Why, why, why! He's supposed to be mine!” She threw a hoof over her face, mascara running.
Gabby cheered and shamelessly bounced atop the drake, digging her claws into his chest. She scratched at him, really digging in, which was more like a gentle massage due to his dense scales. He toothily grinned up at her, sharing a kiss as snout and beat met, his palms cupping around her ample bottom and giving it a couple of swats and firm squeezes.
She squirmed and squealed, rolling her hips with a flutter of wings. “I love you, Spike!”
“I love you too, Gabby!” Their claws linked, her orifices clenching around him. It was their first time with anycreature, yet they immediately took to it, letting passions they'd often kept hidden carry them. He pushed his hips up into her, flexing his own wingspan, and titled back his head as black smoke spilled from his flaring nostrils. She nipped and nibbled at his neck, and his tail swished about, his balls starting to boil when he churned for sweet release. “I-I'm close!”
“T-try and hold back,” she urged closing in on her own impending orgasm. “Together!”
Twilight's face fully flushed as she watched her little Spike become an adult. “At least he's having some fun, right?!” Using her aura she lifted a notepad, jotting down the curious ways of dragon and griffin mating rituals, which weren't so different from pony couplings. Wet sounds sounded, mixing with the slap of flesh, making her ears twitch.
“We're in love~” The duo squealed, eyes straining and mouths pursed when their dams broke almost simultaneously. She slammed down on him one last time, until he fully hilted, their maws mashing to stifle their shared wails.
She squirted all over him, tightening like a vise in the throes of animalistic passion; he pumped and shot repeated loads into her tunnels. He was forced to toss his head back, breathing plumes of fire, and her beak opened wide.
She removed herself with a pop, gaping and oozing, and started to lick him clean to the last drop in appreciation. His chest rose and fell while he huffed, stroking her feathers in a loving manner. Now no creature could deny their feelings.
“Aww, that's sweet!” Pinkie bounced up-and-down. “Don't tell me the show's over already?”
“Wild,” said Rainbow Dash who was hovering nearby, while Applejack covered her face with her stetson and Fluttershy hid behind her thick bangs. “I don't think we've ever seen anything quite like this, have we?”
“You said it,” answered AJ who'd sent her little sister away. “Now let's not ever see it again!”
After they finished the couple held each other. Slowly the mobs were clearing out, trash scattered around them, leaving them to bask in their afterglow. Rarity had missed her chance; they would be married at the first opportunity, elope if necessary, and learn in time if their races were compatible. Twilight would certainly be able to help him research that!
