Ocellus took a deep breath and looked over everything again. She had all the pieces to her plan spread out on her desk. Now she’d just have to put them together.

Two elegant black boxes with the logo ‘Mare Mystique’ emblazoned in gold letters sat in the center of the desk. Rarity said she wasn’t the right designer for intimate wear once Ocellus showed her the designs for what she wanted, but she recommended a well-known lingerie designer from Las Pegasus.

The boxes were begging to be opened again. The two tantalizing sets of underwear were tempting, but looking at them again wouldn’t help. It might just wrinkle them. At first, she was only going to get a custom order for Smolder, but when the designer offered a huge discount on anything from her catalog, Ocellus had picked something out for herself. She worried that it was a little gaudy, but she hoped it would show that she was truly a treasure.

The clock chimed. It was five. Just one more hour to get ready. She had slipped Gallus some bits to take Smolder to the game shop while she set everything up for the perfect evening. Her special dragon would be back in time for a special dinner.

Ocellus had to hum to try to clear her mind and keep her heart from racing. A few letters with some highlighted sections were on her right. She had written to a few friends and acquaintances to try to really figure out how to think like a dragon after her exhaustive search of the library had proved fruitless. She would review the best advice one last time then put the final touches on how she’d present herself to Smolder tonight.

Spike’s letter wasn’t very useful for what Ocellus really wanted, but it had one good line. “Dragons stand up for what they’re passionate about.”

Ember’s was much better. “Thorax became a lot more attractive once he figured out how to clearly say what he wanted and take action to get it. Dragons like decisive, powerful mates, but we also like someone who lets us feel that way, too.”

Pharynx’s advice was short. “Dragons are competitive and like to have their egos stroked. Love isn’t all smiles and sunshine. A little roughness can be more attractive.” He had also included a reference to the old changeling infiltration song, but that was too general for tonight’s situation.

Maybe using some of the old tactics for harvesting love might work. It would feel dirty to use them now. There were many special things changelings had that could help them induce and harvest love. She was more interested in the former and traced her tongue over her sharp fangs. Those might come in handy.

A knock on the door caused Ocellus to jump to her hooves. It wasn’t six yet.

“Hey, I brought your, umm, what you ordered!” Starlight said.

“Bring it in!”

Starlight slipped inside. She tried to hide her huge smile as she unfolded a small table and set a covered basket on top of it.

“Here’s the best that the school chef could make. Pinkie Pie did the dessert. It has a spell to keep it fresh until you open the basket. Anyway, how are you feeling? Ready for your big night?”

Ocellus had been sent to Starlight when her constant thinking about Smolder had distracted her too much in some classes. The letters had been her idea when she didn’t have a lot of specific advice on winning a dragon’s heart. She had also been big on some simple meditation and breathing exercises to help clear the mind and relax the body. It was surprisingly good and nonjudgmental advice. Starlight seemed to have a lot of practice after a few years of guiding students who decided to try to be more than friends with each other.

“I keep getting too caught up thinking about Smolder and about how I'll impress her. Everyone gave me some great advice, so I'll try to follow it."

"Hey, I'm glad I could help. At this point, you should relax and try to be your best self. Honesty is always good, too, especially if you can make it sexy."

"Applejack didn't teach us that!"

Starlight laughed and smiled. "Anyone enjoys a true compliment, especially in bed. Have fun and be safe."

Starlight left, and Ocellus looked up at the clock. One downside of being so in love was how slow it made moments like this feel. Only ten minutes were left. She walked over to the mirror.

“Aw, chitin cracks!”

If she hurried, she’d have just enough time to get herself ready.

She pulled out a spritzer and sprayed herself. It had taken several tries to get the mixture of water and gem dust just right, but she hoped it would give her a unique taste and scent that only a dragon could appreciate. She levitated the box with Smolder’s special outfit to the other desk and got out her outfit.

It gleamed in the light. The silky fabric sparkled like real gold. Purple gems were worked in on spots guaranteed to catch the eye. Ocellus slipped the top on first and got it to rest smoothly around the bottom of her torso. The panties felt cool against her carapace and even cooler against the sensitive skin of her nether regions. She turned to look in the mirror and blushed as the largest purple gem parted the panties in the center. It was clear enough to give a teasingly magnified view of her slick folds.

Of course, it wouldn’t do to skip to dessert first. She put on a sleek black dress over the lingerie. She was almost done setting the table when the rapid click of claws made her ears swivel toward the door. She hurried to set the last fork into place and face the door with her best smile.

Smolder opened the door, but Gallus was still at her side. She blushed while he stared.

Gallus stepped inside first. “Wow, you’re looking hot, Ocellus. And that smells delicious. If you let me stay, I promise both you and Smolder a night to remember.”

Ocellus bit her lip. It was time to put Spike’s advice to the test. “This is my special night with my special dragon.” The confidence in her voice grew with each word. “But if you hurry, Silverstream might not have plans yet. Now it’s time for me and Smolder to enjoy our night.”

She used her magic to pull Smolder next to her. She nuzzled Smolder and stuck out her tongue at Gallus before pushing him outside. He squawked as the magic crumpled a few feathers, but the door slamming shut cut him off. The lock clicked, and she cast one final spell to silence anything outside. She didn’t want any distractions.

“I’ve never seen you so pushy,” Smolder purred. “I like it. Is that the food, or do you smell like sapphire and amethyst?”

Her wings fluttered as Smolder ran a claw down her back. She looked in the dragon’s eyes. The mix of emotions was sharp with hope and anticipation. She pulled Smolder down for a quick kiss. The fiery warmth of her lips felt perfect. She went lower and kissed the smooth scales on her neck. Pharynx’s advice came to mind, or more specifically, the thought she had after reading it. It would break some of Thorax’s rules, but if she was really going to make Smolder hers, she’d need all the help she could get. She felt for a thin spot between Smolder’s scales as she planted another kiss before scraping her fang against it.

“Mmm… getting hungry for love? I don't mind a few love bites."

Smolder laughed and stood back up. She had the faintest mark from where Ocellus had nipped her. Her tail wagged in excitement.

Ocellus hadn't expected that sort of reaction. The coppery, spicy tang of the droplet of blood felt wrong on her tongue, but it immediately fueled old changeling magic, magic that Thorax had convinced everyone to hide.

She could already feel the connection to Smolder's emotions and desires growing inside her mind. In the old days, a changeling could use this magic to extract the maximum amount of love from a victim, but maybe there was a new and better use for it now. The connection would grow stronger and stronger the more she was with Smolder in the next few hours. And it would all start with a romantic dinner.

"Just a little preview of what I have planned. Now could you use a little fire to light these candles?"

Smolder blew her a playful kiss before taking the candles and lighting them. The candles floated to little candle holders around the room before she shut off the main light.

The glow of the candles on Smolder's scales made her seem exotic and sensual. The flash of her fangs in the dim light made Ocellus's heart race. The faint scent of her growing arousal was barely there under the scent of the candles, but it was a lot easier to sense with the new bond.

“A candlelight dinner. I can’t say anyone else has tried that with me. And I love your dress. Why don’t I put on something to match it?”

She went to her closet and lifted the green dress off a hanger. She slipped it on and adjusted it. The green fabric shimmered in the orange light of the candles, like watching a summer sunset over a distant forest.

“This dress must be magical. It always makes cute changelings stare at me.”

Smolder’s laughter broke Ocellus out of her trance.

“I was just taking a moment to appreciate two works of art before dinner.”

She lifted the cover off the basket and dished out the food. The spell keeping it sealed at perfect freshness broke, and the delicious scent of the food filled the room even more than before. She placed each course artfully on the plates.

“I know you like chicken, but ponies don’t really sell that, so I got you some citrine-crusted trout instead.”

The usual side of vegetables was replaced with a handful of green gems, but the rice was still something that smolder enjoyed. Ocellus’s meal was similar, but without the gems. Smolder’s hunger was making her hungry, too, and they both quickly dug in.

They slowed down and made small talk before moving on to hinting at what they’d do after the meal. Soon, Ocellus was pouring the last apple cider in her mug while Smolder munched on a gem cupcake.

“If you think us both wearing dresses is cute, I think you’ll like to match what I have under this even more.”

Smolder grinned and raised an eyebrow as she licked frosting off her lips. “Oh? Ready to get to the real fun now?”

It was time to put Ember’s advice to the test.

“We’re just starting an amazing night. I’ve wanted you as my special dragon for a while now, but I was too afraid to say it. Changelings specialize in love, and you’re going to get all I can give. I’m going to show you that I really mean it. Put this on. I’ll close my eyes so you can surprise me with how it looks.”

She levitated the black box to Smolder’s waiting hands even as she blushed from being so direct. She shut her eyes, but her ears perked up as she listened. She focused on the magical bond to feel what Smolder felt upon seeing what was in the box. The sharp cool taste of shock, then a hint of the bitterness of shame. The spice of lust as Smolder realized fully why she was getting this gift. And under it all, the warm sweetness of their friendship and love.

The only sound to mark all of those emotions was a soft gasp and the rustle of fabric. Smolder shifted from side to side and foot to foot as she slipped it on.

“It’s not quite a dress, but I like it just as much, especially if this is going where I think it is. You can look now.”

Smolder had a cheeky grin as she posed in her dress with just a hint of the black lacy lingerie underneath.

“Hey! I wanted to see you in it.”

“Taking this off will be part of the fun. Now let me see what you’ve been hiding.”

She lifted her to the bed. Dragon claws stroked her ticklish spots between finding the perfect places to tug off the dress. Smolder was truly an expert at undressing her. A furious blush covered her face as she felt a heady mix of carnal lust and treasure lust the moment her underwear was uncovered.

“Ah, Smolder!”

The heat of Smolder’s tongue brushed against her carapace near each of the gems on her chest piece, but the dragon stood transfixed once she looked down at the gem between her legs.

“Mmm, you truly are my treasure. You even taste like gems.”

Smolder rubbed the large gem and circled a claw over it. She leaned in and kissed it before slipping her long tongue under the waistband.

Ocellus gasped and placed a hoof on Smolder’s head. She wanted the dragon to continue, but the bond was telling her to change the situation and take charge. She pulled Smolder away with her magic and nipped the dragon’s cheek. Her fangs drew a large drop of blood this time, and an overwhelming flood of desires and emotions flooded her mind. She could barely hold back from leaping on Smolder as her lust and love combined with Smolder’s.

“Getting ahead of me?” Ocellus said. “I can’t have that.”

Ocellus could feel and smell her lover’s excitement growing. She held Smolder in her magic and slipped off the dress. She pressed with the magic to give a few extra jolts of pleasurable rubbing against and between the dragon’s thighs. A spurt of flame and a lewd growl was the response. Smolder came to rest beside Ocellus on the bed.

She was stretched out with her legs spread to reveal the new outfit in its entirety. Black lace with a pattern of semi-transparent hearts and diamond-shaped holes covered her chest and crotch. The pattern gave wonderful teases at what was beneath. The dim candle light reflected off the moist scales on the edge of Smolder’s vulva, but the lace hid the entire view. Ocellus felt hungry to see more.

“It’s elegant and sexy. The perfect gift from my love bug, but are you going to just stare?”

“Don’t worry,” she said as she grabbed Smolder from behind. “I’ll take it from here.”

Being this close to Smolder let her dive deeply into the dragon’s desires. Soon she’d be perfectly in sync with her. She nibbled playfully on her shoulder. She could feel the dragon shiver and her tail twitch as it slowly arched upward and snaked behind her back. Her pleasant scent was somewhere between cinnamon and faint sulfur, and it grew stronger as she planted a trail of kisses from the back of the dragon’s head down to the clasp of her top.

“Cellus! Rrr… you really do know how to get a dragon fired up. Are you going to tease me all night or fuck me?”

She let her fangs scrape along Smolder’s back and was rewarded with a soft moan. She used her magic to pull Smolder’s hand away as the dragon tried to tease herself. She could sense it perfectly now. Her special dragon wanted to be dominated first, but she’d keep fighting for control in small ways. It was all part of the game, and she knew every move to make.

Ocellus undid the clasp with her mouth and tugged off the top in one smooth motion. She reached around to rub the smooth chest and belly scales. Smolder stopped squirming and relaxed until a hoof dipped beneath her panties and teased her.

Fiery passion and a fierce need for pleasure filled the dragon. It was dangerous to build it up too much, but she had to get it to the perfect point. She nuzzled the middle of Smolder’s back and pushed her down against the pillow. She stoked the smooth tail and kissed the top of it as she went in to undo the button there with her mouth.

“No more waiting!” Smolder tried to spin around.

Ocellus knew it would happen and stopped it halfway with her magic, but she used the motion to deftly pull the lacy panties away from her special dragon. She finished pulling them off and tossed them to the side. The scent of Smolder’s arousal was so much stronger now, and she leaned toward its source. The glistening scaly flower between lean thighs beckoned her, and she dipped her mouth and licked up some of the spicy nectar. She nuzzled softly until her face was sticky. She came up to kiss and nibble on Smolder’s clit.

Smolder wiggled and squirmed, but only as much as Ocellus allowed. She was trying to break free of the magic. Her fever pitch of desire was drawing her mind toward more instinctual dragon desires. If she broke free, she’d be very rough but very passionate. But that needed to come later.

A simple teleport spell moved the golden lingerie out of the way. Now it was time for the most difficult magic of the night. She had to let Smolder go as she focused on the transformation.

In a flash, her body changed into a lean dragon with light brown scales. She was taller than Smolder, but thinner. She grabbed Smolder’s wrists and twisted their tails together.

Smolder growled and struggled, but one surprise stopped her. She glanced down with feral lust as she noticed the piece of the transformation that had taken the most effort.

“The sensitive and complicated bits are always the hardest, but I made sure this would be perfect for you.”

Through the bond, Ocellus could sense the surprise and wonder. She loved how Smolder took in every inch of her dragon cock. The shaft was gently ridged on the bottom and smooth on the top. It tapered to a slender triangular point at the tip from the slight knot that curved down to the tight creamy scales of the slit.

“Damn, Ocellus. I love when you surprise me like this. Now fuck me silly.” Smolder nipped Ocellus’s lip as she leaned up for a kiss.

Smolder’s legs curled around her back, and she gasped as slick scales ground against her tip. Smolder wanted it rough, and she was going to give her that. She adjusted position only slightly and kept the other dragon pinned as she lined their hips up. Her wings fluttered as she drove half her shaft in. Smolder’s motions pushed her even deeper until the fiery warmth of the dragon surrounded her entire shaft in a tight embrace.

Smolder gave in to her lust completely. Her every motion pressed the shaft in different ways that made her growl and gasp.

The bed shook as she gave in to the same passion. Her entire focus was on enjoying her mate. Her knot stretched Smolder as she pressed in harder after a few quick thrusts. The loud mix between a roar and moan sent a large plume of flame from Smolder’s mouth, but that only prompted her to go harder.

The knot popped in, and Smolder cried out. She circled her hips against the knot as her body trembled and squeezed around it.

Ocellus took a moment to stroke Smolder’s belly. She could faintly feel the outline of her shaft. She let go of Smolder’s wrists and placed both hands on the dragon’s hips. She was taller, so she lifted Smolder up slightly as she pulled out then pressed back in. She thrust again and again, faster and faster. Her wings wrapped behind her mate, and she bit lightly on her shoulder to hold her in place in a way that dragons did to mark their mates as theirs.

She pulled Smolder tightly against her as she reached her limit. Her transformation started to fail, but she managed to hold on a few more moments as waves of pleasure went through her. Her shaft was knotted deep in her mate and filled her with a hot creamy mess.

With a green flash, she lost the transformation. Her vulva was still pressed against Smolder’s as the sticky fluid dripped out between them. She stopped to catch her breath.

Smolder pulled her in for a kiss. “That was the fucking I’ve been wanting my whole life. You were incredible.” She fingered the bite marks on her shoulder and grinned. “Ocellus, my love… my mate. Yes. You’ve marked me as yours. Now let me mark you as mine.”

She felt herself get turned over until she was almost lying on her back on the pillows. Smolder took her legs and spread them and pulled her closer. She lined up their slick pussies and sensitive clits and pressed them together.

Smolder took a deep breath and leaned in. Smolder’s firm hands gripped Ocellus’s knees and thighs.

The heat of each breath washed over her neck. Each firm thrust pressed their wet flowers together. She could feel the dripping cum being spread over both of them. The fiery intensity from before was burnt out, but their love continued, like a kettle slowly being brought to a boil. She could feel Smolder struggling to go slower and calm down. She was trying to be more tender than normal, and Ocellus loved her for that.

Any clear thoughts were soon washed away. Slick cream-colored scales met blue folds of skin over and over. Smolder’s clit rolled against hers each time their hips came together. Her wings fluttered and she cried out as her body trembled. A thin stream of her fluids squirted onto Smolder.

A brief moment of pain brought Ocellus back to herself. Smolder had bit her shoulder. The embrace tightened and the pace quickened. She was soon lost again in a haze of love and pleasure as Smolder pressed against her faster and faster.

A loud roar echoed through their room. She felt the heat of dragon fluids splash against her thighs and belly as Smolder finally stopped. They were both trembling and panting. They looked into each other’s eyes. Ocellus could hardly feel any separation between their feelings as the sweetest, purest love filled her.

“Mmm… now I’ve marked you as mine, my mate… my little love bug. I’m glad you finally overcame your fear of yourself. Your new confidence is what really won me over.”

Smolder chuckled and rolled to the side. One hand remained behind Ocellus, and the dragon’s claws stroked her back slowly as they both lay quietly nuzzling each other in the half embrace.

“When I knew how much I wanted you, I asked for some advice. Some of it reminded me of the changelings’ past, but I decided that it wouldn’t be bad to use that to show my love for you.”

Smolder gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. “I’m glad you did. So how do we want to tell everyone else we’re mates now?”

She leaned against Smolder’s side and breathed in the dragon’s scent. “I’ve always liked the fancy pony weddings, and Rarity and Pinkie Pie would love us forever if we let them help with that. And it will give you a good excuse to wear a dress in public. I’m sure you’ll look cute.”

“As long as they don’t think I’ll make it a habit, I’ll do it. And I bet you’ll be even cuter. But we should go clean up. Do I have to worry about eggs from your dragon cum?”

The brief thought of cute little dragon hatchlings flashed through her head. “No. Changelings can copy that part, too, but it’s one of the most difficult things for our magic to make real. But for you, I’d be willing to try until I get it right. Um, that is, if you want some hatchlings.”

“It’s not really something I’ve thought much about. But I won’t mind if it happens.” Smolder kissed her again. “I’ll bet they’ll be the smartest and toughest dragons around.”

Ocellus laughed as Smolder helped her off the bed. Like all magical moments, this one had to end, but it was a perfect ending for the night. A love deeper than any she had ever felt or tasted before filled her completely.

Author's Note

Sorry for the long wait. My schedule for work has been all over the place lately, and some good habits, like writing, fell to the side.

Just one more chapter/epilogue after this and the story will be done.