Den of the Dragon

The Way It Would Be

I tell ya, I couldn't help but laugh at Spike's expression. He looked as though he could have slept in the middle of my orchards 'till morning. I let him know he was welcome to stay for supper, which he readily agreed to. Mac usually made a pretty good dinner, and even though he lasted all of a few minutes, he looked exhausted. By now, I was kinda excited. After all, I'd gone through with it, and he was just as willin' as I was! The rush was somethin' I had never experienced, even though I didn't get off. I didn't much mind that fact, as there'd be time for that later. As a matter of fact, I was already busy tryin' to think up a way to keep him around tonight. It wouldn't be a stretch to tell Twilight I'd need him for an early day tomorrow, and that he could sleep on one of our couches.

Though it wouldn't be the couches he'd be sleeping on.

After he regained his wits, we headed back to the farm. It took a while for 'little Spike' to go back to where he belonged. Dragons couldn't hide their shame like stallions could. I'd imagine that fact created quite a few awkward mornin's for Twilight.

We walked in silence for the most part, until he asked me if I'd always thought about him like that. It was a tough answer. Truthfully, of course I hadn't. Only after he'd begun to come into himself had I really started to have a few stray thoughts about him. Though it was the truth, I felt a might shallow givin' that answer. Spike was a good dragon, and Twilight had taught him well how to treat other ponies with respect. He was pretty well known around town, bein' the only dragon and all. I told him I'd been thinkin' about doin' this for a while. He nodded, seemingly happy that somepony had taken an interest in him like this. I asked him if he'd ever thought about me that way.

He said he hadn't until now, but lookin' back on it, he could see himself eventually gettin' involved with one of Twilight's friends.  I brought up his crush on Rarity, and he just laughed. He knew once he'd grown a bit that he and Rarity were just too different. Then he told me somethin' I wished I hadn't heard. His first kiss was from Apple Bloom. He and her actually really hit it off, and he mentioned if she hadn't gone off to college, that he might still be interested. I felt terrible after that, and it certainly put a damper on my plans. Apple Bloom had asked in nearly every letter how Spike was doin' and I just thought it was a friendly interest.

That's when I reminded myself of the deal we'd made. He and I were just intimate so he could get practice and relieve himself of some of those hormones he's been full of. I remembered when Mac was his age. He had a different mare home just about every week. Better to have Spike with just one than with everypony in town, right?

We got back to the barn and finished puttin' the apples away. We headed inside to find Mac gone, a note taped to the door. It said he had gone to Twilight's for a bit to do some readin'. Yeah. Readin' was just what they were doin'. I'd known of my brother's crush on Twilight for some time now. That's actually how Spike came about workin' here. Ol' Twi was completely oblivious to Mac's takin' a shine to her. He practically had to build a neon sign for her to finally get the picture. Now that she had, they spent a lot of time together. I was happy for her and Mac, they certainly couldn't have done much better.

Besides that, it gave Spike and I some alone time, and I was already recallin' my fantasies of the night before. I looked over my shoulder at him, flickin' my tail to one side. I asked him if he was ready for another round. His cheeks lit up as he nodded. Hell, I probably didn't even have to ask. I brought him up to my room and lay down on the bed. I laid on my belly and arched my back for him. I asked him if he was ready, but in the time it took us to climb the stairs, he was already at attention. Foreplay would come later, right now I wanted one thing, and one thing only.

He seemed amazed by my hindquarters, though I couldn't really blame him. Hard work'll tone you up somethin' fierce. That, and I'd only had two sexual partners up until now, so my parts were far from worn out. I heard my back crack as I arched it further, stretching my front legs across my pillow, nearly shivering in anticipation of what was to come. I felt one knee on the bed by my hind legs, then another. I cast the sexiest eyes I could manage behind me. He was still focused on my flank, which was fine, because that's what I wanted him concentrated on anyway. He rested both of his pretty large claws on my flank. I flicked my tail excitedly, givin' him a good look at what was all his.

He was nerovus. I could feel his heartbeat in his claws alone. He flexed his fingers, dragging his claws across my cutie mark. I let out a sharp gasp, and he apologized immediately. Looks like I'd have to teach him the difference between a good and bad gasp. I told him it felt good, and after a few more scratches, I felt I'd have to grease the wheels a little. I backed my flank up a bit, his solid member pointing straight up at my entrance. He raised himself from his knees and aligned himself. This was it, I could feel the heat from his shaft gettin' closer to me. I noticed a bit dripping down my hind leg as I waited on him. I guess I was hotter for this than I thought.

I felt his arms fall on either side of me as I was in submission below him. His scaly chest and muscles rested gently on my back. It had only been a few minutes, but he was driving me wild with his slow approach. I had half a mind just to ram myself backwards and get this show on the road. I calmed myself, and whispered for him to hold me down. He was understandably confused, so I told him to hold down my forelegs and... pretty much told him to fuck me already. Not very lady like, but my patience has its limits.

He nodded, and then I finally felt it. The shape of the tip was thin, but tapered out into the hot shaft that slowly sank into me. Sweet Celestia this was the feeling I'd been searching for. It was amazing, and I knew Spike was enjoying it too, if his low, throaty growl was any indication. I'd try my hardest to bring out the beast within him if I could. As he pushed my lips apart, I couldn't help but moan. I'm glad Mac wasn't there, 'cause I'm sure anypony in the house would have known what was goin' on. Before I knew it, he was hilted. He was the perfect length. Too long and he would be buttin' up against my cervix, and that just plain hurts. I looked up at him. His eyes were closed.

By this point I was sure he was fighting the urge to blow again.  I could feel his claws tightening around my hooves as he just sat there, feeling me. I knew he'd be gone soon, seein' as how he is a virgin and all. I gave my pelvic muscles a quick squeeze, just to test his reaction. He let out an "Ah!" that was just about adorable. I had him now, and figured I'd just have to ride him to get myself off. I pulled away form him, then slammed back, makin' the sexiest noises I could think of and repeating the motion. His face was turning red, and I could feel the pulse of his member lettin' me know it was about that time. I thrusted and squeezed him with each move, and after three or four pumps, I felt him wash my insides with his seed.

His claws actually drew blood against my forelegs, but I didn't care. I was too lost in the moment to worry about anything but finishing what we'd started in the fields. After I was sure he was done releasing himself, I pulled away, his still stiff shaft sliding out with ease. He was gasping for breath, still on his knees, looking at me. He told me that was the best thing he'd ever done. Imagine his surprise when I told him we weren't finished yet. I tossed him onto his back and straddled him across my bed. I was gonna enjoy this. I was already primed, and so was he. With a hoof I guided him in, and sat down. This time he moaned a lot louder than before.

I ground my hips against his waist, rolling that sweet shaft inside me, hitting every space in between. Instinctively, his claws traced my chest as I rode. Before long, my chorus of 'oh's and 'ah's were replaced by heavy breaths as I began to bounce on him. I started small, just a bit out before slamming back onto his lap. He put his claws on my flanks to steady me as I ran my hooves through my mane. Before long, I was thinkin' about nothing more than gettin' myself off, and I was almost there. Spike was nearing his second orgasm of the session, and I was all the more excited that we might be able to cum together.

I put both of my forelegs beside his head and looked into those green eyes of his as he looked into mine. I was still bouncing steadily on him, but I could tell he was nearly there, as was I. I leaned in and kissed him, our tongues forgetting any hint of shyness and wrestling with each other. My moans broke our kiss, though I kept my mouth near his. His whispered in my ear that I was the most beautiful mare he's ever seen.

I don't know if it was just the hormones talkin' or what, but right after he whispered that, I felt his member pulse as he gasped. I felt what little bit of semen he had left get shot into me as I came right after. It was everything I'd hoped for and then some. My tempo slowed as I kept ridin' him, getting everything I wanted out of him and more. After what I swear could have been five whole minutes, I came to a rest. Like a train out of coal for the boiler, I was exhausted. I collapsed on top of him, his smooth chest gettin' wet with the sweat I'd built up.

Through my panting, I asked him how he liked his first time. He said he was glad he'd let me give it to him. I was glad too.