Twilight had never gotten used to that moment when Thunderbolt pushed into her. Since the first time he'd asked her for sex and she'd agreed, not once had she managed to keep in the loud whinny that both his penises entering had stirred within her. Reaching up with her legs, she wrapped around his lower belly and held on to his bulk. He was huge, but he was gentle.

Every sound that left Twilight's lips was music to Thunderbolt's ears. The deep-seated lust within him boiled to the surface, however, and he couldn't keep from letting his body go. Gentle thrusts turned more and more into solid, hip-crashing pumps. Stroking himself inside her body as she whined, whimpered, and moaned under him.

In Thunderbolt, Twilight had found the first male to sate her in ways she and her body could enjoy. Every movement he made was calculated not to harm her, and the knowledge that he cared so much only made her sexual pleasure grow higher still.

Thunderbolt was starting to swell when he felt Twilight's passages start to clench down. Curling his head under his chest, he looked down to see Twilight staring back at him with the surprised expression of someone who just hit an orgasm they didn't feel coming. Careful to not alter his pace, Thunderbolt tried to keep Twilight in the zone for as long as she could manage before slowing as she ended.

Mentally frazzled at the sudden orgasm, but feeling amazing after the extended release, Twilight looked up and her vision cleared to see Thunderbolt looking back at her. She gave a little nod—her sign to him that she was ready for him to continue at his full pace.

As he built up speed again, Thunderbolt could feel his shafts swelling more and more—restricting the length of his strokes. It wasn't long before he'd swollen too much to move at all, and in that moment his body tensed up and his own pleasure danced through him from his gonads, through his prostate, and from there out to the entirety of his body.

Thunderbolt shook and trembled as his body erupted. It was more than just the relief he'd found as a canine, it was pleasure and more—satiation. He shot load after load deep into Twilight's body, filling her colon and womb with his seed.

The heat of Thunderbolt's body—now inside her—made Twilight feel on fire in more way than one. Her pleasure was racing again, but there was no stimulation apart from the intense fullness she felt with him inside her. She wanted so much to get herself a second orgasm, but it wasn't to be. With a resigned sigh, she instead just sank into a warm arousal that was centered around how good sex with Thunderbolt made her feel.

Purring again, Thunderbolt turned his body slightly so Twilight could nestle in between his back legs and against his belly. He unfurled his wing and brought it down to cover her body and lend her what modesty he could. "Sorry I couldn't las—"

"Don't you dare apologize for that." Twilight looked up at Thunderbolt, her confidence piled high by her body's excitement. "After a tough week of school, I needed this more than you could imagine."

"You're different when you're out here—with me." He reached down to rub at Twilight's jaw, trailing his talon up to her ear to give it a little attention. "It's like all your hangups and worries are left at the back door."

"This is my safe place," Twilight said.

Thunderbolt purred just a little louder. "Under my belly?"

Snorting and giggling, the movement of her diaphragm made her muscles shift and reminded her body that she had two big shapes inside her, as well as two big loads of dragon cum. "Yes, silly, under your belly, under your wing. Mostly, just under and around you."

"Is it your size? You shrank quite a bit."

"Yeah. That's definitely part of it. It's also the looks people give me. Even my friends—except Rainbow and Spicy—tend to look at me and I can feel a vague sense of worry or fear. They know now what happens when the magic in them gets too high." Closing her eyes, Twilight leaned her head against Thunderbolt's talon. "You've never looked at me like that."

"I guess I'm like Rainbow, then. This is as far as I'm likely to go with just magic." Thunderbolt smiled—revealing razor-sharp fangs—as Twilight nuzzled around his talon. "Maybe we should all sit down and talk. Then I cou—"

"We need to talk," Sunset said the moment she had the back door open.

Adjusting his wing to hide Twilight, Thunderbolt looked up at Sunset. "Then let's talk. I was acting out earlier because you seem to never be willing to make eye contact with me. You look at Twilight, a couch behind me, anywhere but at me."

The admission and accusation halted Sunset in her tracks. Without Twilight to look at—and not wanting to use any of the other visual guides Thunderbolt had just mentioned—Sunset looked right at the dragon. She knew he was hiding Twilight, but was sure she knew exactly what they'd been doing. "That's—Okay, yeah, that's fair. The thing is, Thunderbolt, I don't know how to deal with you. Dragons in Equestria aren't exactly known for erudite speech or kindness, but you have both. I just can't wrap my head around you."

A muffled sound under Thunderbolt's wing forestalled his reply. He tilted his wingtip so Twilight could poke her head out.

"Thanks." Twilight sent Thunderbolt a big smile, then turned to look at Sunset. "You're thinking about it all wrong. You can't wrap your head around it because you're trying to wrap your head around it. Thunderbolt's an individual—he's not part of a group from an entirely different world."

Sunset tried to not look at Twilight, but her eyes drifted toward her friend only in time to see her pull a funny face. "I don't know if I can have this conversation like this."

"Lighten up. It's just like Twilight said—don't apply pre-conceived notions of dragon-ness to me." Thunderbolt turned his head and leaned in to Twilight and nuzzled her along her jaw. "You doing okay?"

Twilight giggled at the attention, then snorted a little when she thought of what Sunset would think if she mentioned how full she felt. "I'm okay, Thunder."

"So," Thunderbolt asked, "what was so urgent earlier that you interrupted what you knew was an intimate moment?" When Sunset took a step back and blinked in surprise, Thunderbolt groaned. "Come on, you know I can't do this in their bedrooms. Out here is the only time we get alone together."

Sunset froze at hearing that. She hadn't connected those dots, and now she was a little upset with herself for not having done so. "I—I'm sorry. This is just way outside my experience." That's when she realized he'd asked her a question. "Oh! Right! Why I was looking for Marble. Her sister was involved with some stuff today and, uh, Princess Twilight is in the living room."

Thunderbolt had to use more strength than he expected to keep Twilight from jumping to her hooves. "Excuse us. We'll clean up and come inside as soon as we can."

At last Sunset's eyes drifted to Twilight, noticed the wing pinning her in place, and was thankful that Thunderbolt was quick thinking. Then she realized she was just staring. "Right! Going now. Sorry."

"Sunset," Thunderbolt said just as she reached the door. When she paused, he smiled. "Thank you for trying to understand things."

The moment the door closed, Twilight wiggled out from under Thunderbolt. "Didn't you hear? The princess is in there! I need to talk to her immediately!" She was caught, however, when Thunderbolt picked her up. "What are you doing?"

"You smell like a dragon just fucked you." Holding Twilight over the small pool, Thunderbolt let go. "Also, make it a fast meeting. Those plugs will come out eventually, and you don't want to be talking science with the princess when they do."

Dunking herself underwater, Twilight brought her head up first and then started climbing out of the cold water. "Do you need any help cleaning?"

Stepping into the water, displacing some into the grass, Thunderbolt squirmed his hips around. "No. Do you need help drying?"

"I figured out a spell to do it. With all this fur I—" Twilight froze as she heard the back door of the house open again. When her doppelganger (with wings) stepped out, she went into full panic.

"Good evening, Princess Twilight," Thunderbolt said, "do you want to—" A purple field of magic clamped down so tightly around his snout, Thunderbolt thought his lover was going to break it off.

"You can't ask her that!"

Shaking his head, Thunderbolt freed his mouth. "Sorry, as I was saying, do you want some privacy to talk with Twilight?"

"I think that would be appreciated. She seems a little distracted with you here." Alicorn Twilight had grown up with a dragon around, and then had lived with Spike on their own long enough to know what she smelled in the air. She waited for Thunderbolt to leave the pool, dry off, and head inside before she spoke again. "You and he?"

Unicorn Twilight blushed, but nodded. "Among others. We're kinda, sorta, sharing."

It was a small surprise to Twilight, but she wasn't going to hold her doppelganger's lifestyle against her. "My sister-in-law is the same way. Relax. I need your help with something."

"My help?"

Alicorn Twilight nodded. "I need your help finding the Storm King." There was a hint of defeat in her tone, she knew, but this had to be done. "I thought we'd defeated him in my world, but somehow he reached yours."

When Thunderbolt walked inside, the middle of the living room was like a no-man's-land. On one side Limestone and a strange woman sat. On the other was Sunset. The glaring-contest taking place would have affected him more if he knew why they were upset.

Walking into the middle of the room, Thunderbolt sat between the two groups and spread his wings just enough so they couldn't see each other. All the while he'd done it, neither side had spoke. "There. Now you have a dragon in the room, you can talk about me instead."

Wallflower was a little surprised to see a living, breathing, and talking dragon, though what he said made her giggle. "I feel like I should start. Hello, dragon, my name's Wallflower Blush, and I tried to make everyone forget I existed. When that wasn't enough, I blamed my whole life on Sunset and was making plans to make her forgotten too."

Turning his head, Thunderbolt looked at Sunset and raised one scaled eye-ridge.

Opening her mouth to say something, Sunset closed it and let out a sigh. "I can't even remember how terrible I was to her, and I don't doubt I was. It took a princess of friendship and the most amazing people I know to break me of the bitch I was. I shouldn't be angry at her, but I am."

"Now I'm confused. Why were you all glaring at each other like you were ready to attack?" Thunderbolt asked.

"She's dating my sister." Limestone's gruff voice was as gruff as she could manage. "As a big-sister, I'm allowed to come down hard on her."

Noticing movement from the hallway, Thunderbolt spotted Marble and smiled at her. She was halfway toward him when he saw Limestone's expression darken. Not hesitating to wrap his wing around Marble, Thunderbolt smirked at Limestone. "Now you're out-numbered."

It wasn't until Marble was snuggled against Thunderbolt's side that she spotted her big sister. She also saw the trail of blue/red marks down one of her sister's arms. "What happened?!"

"I was doing my job. Shot a bad guy, missed his head, and he shot back with lightning." Limestone shrugged her shoulders. "So what's going on between you and dragon boy here?"

Looking up at Thunderbolt, Marble sighed and put more weight against him. "He's gentle, and strong, and he doesn't try to be something he's not."

Author's Note

Sunset: Did you just imagine yourself in Thunderbolt's clutch instead of Twilight?

"What?! Eww! No! I just—" Sunset slumped and shook her head. "I kinda had a thing for her, you know? Maybe still crush just a bit. I told Pinkie, and then I had to tell Pinkie not to wear glasses or a Twilight wig. It's kinda hard to talk about, but no—definitely not Thunderbolt."

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