Sunset At World's End

Everywhere Spike turned,it was a smooth sea of white, milky and smooth in contrast to the dark void around him. Sand? The texture was all wrong as his claws dug into it, and he stalked on all fours, followed the slope with tentative steps. He reminded himself this was a dream if Cadance's plan worked, that whatever happened he couldn't die...could he?

“Sunset!” He called her name again and again with no answer other than the distant echo of his voice. “Cadance, can you hear me?” His ears flicked but there remained no response. He sighed, stretched his wings, and sailed up a slop before him.

The mountain before him rose. Heat radiated from it. He sailed faster with a frustrated grunt, determined to find his partner and the sisters so they could finally put a close to this. The curve trailed upwards, and finally gave way to a pastel pink.

“Huh?” He followed the colorful circle, saw it rise, touched down on it. A thin indention marked the nub. He poked it with a nail, and it rose, nearly throwing him off as he clung to it, felt it twitch and wobble under his grasp.

“How rude,” boomed a deep voice. “Tell me, do you treat your beloved Rarity this way?”

He swung on the nub which thrust forward, stared up at the face of Daybreaker who filled his vision. Swallowing, he gazed around him in the realization he was suspended from the nipple of the Solar Goddess, the titan completely nude he noted when his eyes wandered to the fiery bush that settled above her vulva's cleft. Reluctantly, he sailed off her and met her stare.

She's breathtaking. I've met so many beautiful women, but Celestia, Luna, and Cadance are on a whole 'nother level!

“Like what you see?” She grinned and shook her breasts, let the squishy flesh sway and bounce back-and-forth with a titter.

“Uh, yeah. Who wouldn't? That's not why I'm here, though.” Trouble is, what did he plan? She was so imposing, so...divine. Nonetheless, he bared his rows of razor teeth. “You have to set Celestia free! Otherwise, I'll...I'll-!”

She cast back her head and laughed. “You'll what? Boast and bluster? You're quite puny, for a dragon!”

“Hey, I-I just need a few more growth spurts! I'm a late bloomer!” Yet her taunts sparked an idea in him. This was a shared dream, and so he reasoned it would all come down to a battle of wills. He imagined the largest dragon he knew...Torch. Usually he cowered in his presence, but he'd felt bolder with each female who joined him, and knew he needed to thank Rarity, Ember, and Smolder in particular. They more than anyone had bolstered him, supported him, challenged him to rise as a drake.

Daybreaker's eyes widened when he expanded before her, muscles and scales swelling with low grumbles, until he too absolutely filled the area, a match for her in size. He thrust out his cut chest with a toothy smirk, thumped a fist to it with a flare of his nostrils and a spatter of dark fumes. She drawled, “Impressive. You're now almost a match for me!”

“How about a test, then? Or more like a wager.” He wiggled his brow.

“Oh? Consider me intrigued.” She raised a hand to her mouth with a deep yawn that made the air shudder.

Spike tried to hide a small swallow. “You claim you're better than me in all ways, right?” In truth he wasn't sure if he could take her in a fight, and he'd always sucked at riddles. “How about...we make love?” He pressed a nail to her supple thigh, slowly traced it over her ample hips, over her navel and between her pendulous breasts. “The first one to orgasm, loses.”

“Mmm...is this simply a ploy to bed me? But very well. I doubt you can handle me, little drake.”

She reached out to touch his chest and he seized her wrist. “Wait. No tricks, no magic, no outside help or anything like that. Nothing that our physical forms isn't capable of without powers. Otherwise, anything goes.”

“So we just try and get each other off first? I like this game.” Her malicious smile spread. “A change of scenery, at least? It would help me get in the mood.” He nodded and with a click of her fingers the familiar vistas of the world spread around them. Mountains, blue skies, a few fluffy clouds, forests and rivers below, to his mind it was paradise.

Before he could truly adjust she pounced on him with a playful snarl. Taking his cocks that had already started to swell, she stuffed them into her lower holes without ceremony, assuming that like all men he'd bust his nut soon without need for foreplay.

The earth quaked under the impact when she slammed her hips and buttocks down. He groaned and spread her wide, felt himself sink deep, and she rocked atop him, nails digging into his chest and her tits clapping each time she gyrated. “Cum for me, little dragon. Empty your unworthy seed into my womb and bowels.” She moaned and clenched around him.

For a moment he enjoyed letting a lover take charge for once, but awareness that he had a mission to complete snapped him back. His claws tightened on her arms, and they wrestled, until he rolled her under him and pinned her down. Snarling and baring his teeth, he thrust in-and-out of her, made her quiver and mewl, watched her tits and hips quiver under the impact.

She giggled at his attempt to take command, the flames that made up her mane igniting, burning so intensely embers danced off his armored scales. Trees caught aflame with a hiss, the earth split, air twisted and water boiled to a bubble. She slammed him down and rode atop him, snarled and snapped back at him, determined to make certain he surrendered to his climax first.

The area shuddered under their passionate lovemaking. An entire mountain range crumbled in clouds of dust. Whole forests were flattened. He pushed back atop her, thankful this was a dream and no mortals would be harmed by their contest.

His eyes blazed white when he surrendered to the beast within. Unchained, veins were visible over his muscular which rippled, and he flipped her onto all fours, still buried in her, growled and pulled her fiery curtain of hair. Greedily his free claw explored her tits which swished about, the curve of amp0le buttocks which he spanked with thunderous claps.

The animal within needed to tame her. To conquer and dominate the Solar Goddess. He redoubled his efforts to fuck her.

She whined in submission, unable to best his unfurled might. He nipped the nape of her neck, rolled his tongue about her inner ears, used his tail to rub her inflamed clit, until its wetness slathered him. What she didn't know about dragons was that the males could learn to instinctively hold back their seed until their mates climaxed, that upon so their wombs would open and directly welcome the virile flood into their chambers, to make absolutely certain that they would bear his spawn.

In a dream this prove far easier. All his doubts and insecurities were stripped away in the heat of the moment.

“W-wait! I...I'm...” She closed her eyes, bit her lower lip, strained not to admit defeat.

Yet he felt her squeeze his cocks like a vise, pumped him for his semen, physically pleaded for it however much she wished to deny it. She squealed and blushed bright when she squirted all over him, shaken so much she was barely able to remain on her hands and knees. Repeated orgasms washed over her entirety, numbed her mind, made her quiver and mewl.

The moment she started to come down he snarled and emptied his balls. “Ah-?!” The flood of her insides made more climaxes wash over her. She collapsed under his bulk, twitching and moaning, the fire of her hair going out and replaced by the usual multitude of locks he was used to when the evil was driven from her. “Spike,” she whispered. “Thank you.”

He removed himself from her and drew her into his grasp, his eyes turning back to normal. “Are you okay?” She nodded. “Good.” He held her to him. “What about the 'evil'? Not to mention Sunset and Luna-”

“Don't worry, Cadance will contain the darkness in the palace, I'm sure. As for my sister and student, I imagine they're locked in their own confrontation as we speak. You must go to her. With the darkness taken from me, I fear I'm rather weak.”

He smiled. “Okay. Leave it to me!” With a nod, she vanished into the ether, awakened from her slumber.

Guess it's up to me. I'd like to think Sunset can handle this on her own, but we're in a realm Luna's used to...or should I say Nightmare Moon? I'm sure she's confident and in control here. No, much as I trust and respect Sunset, she needs my support!