Please Drink with Dragons
Spike had no idea why Ember had summoned him to the Dragon Lands. There was nothing in the message giving any details, only that his presence was required. As he walked into the cave, he noticed that there were no other dragons. Usually big events required attendance for most, if not all, dragons of the land. Ember wasn’t even here to greet him. What the heck was going on?
Spike looked around as he walked further into the cave. He soon noticed that the seat of the throne was sparkling. Well, more specifically, something on the seat was sparkling. He walked up and it was revealed to be a small ruby heart. Spike liked rubies. They weren’t his favorite, but he still really liked them.
“Hey, Spike.” He jumped at Ember’s voice.
He looked around, but didn’t see her, “Um, Ember? Are you invisible?”
Spike felt something poke his head. Ember was hovering over him with a smile.
“OH! Heh. Right.”
Ember stopped flapping and dropped to the ground next to Spike. He sneezed at the dust she kicked up. She reached over to the seat of the throne and picked up the small ruby.
“Here,” she placed it into Spike’s claw, “I made this for you.”
“Um…thanks? What’s it for?” His quizzical look caused a small giggle to escape Ember’s lips.
She reached over and started scratching circles on his belly. “Because, I’ve chosen you, silly.”
“Uh…” Spike took a few nervous steps back, “chosen me for what, exactly?”
Ember straightened up and smiled at Spike. “Oh Spike. You’ve taught me so much about friendship. I know at first it was weird for me to be learning lessons about friendship. Especially pony friendship. But it’s actually been great. And I think us dragons have gained a lot from the exchange. But you, Spike, still need to learn a few things about us dragons.”
She turned and began walking down a tunnel “Follow me, Spike. I have some food for us to talk over.” Spike sensed that Ember was acting a little weird, but the mention of food pushed that thought into the far corners of his mind.
Soon, they were in a grand hall, gemstones of all kinds forming color-coded piles down a long table. Ember grabbed a bowl from the end of the table and began walking her way down, taking pieces here and there to add to her bowl. Seeing another bowl, Spike happily followed, filling his bowl to near overflowing.
At the end of the table were two seats and just enough room for them to set their bowls on the table. They sat and began snacking. Spike noticed that all of Ember’s gems were some rod shape. Some were longer, some were thicker, but they all stuck out of Ember’s mouth just a bit when she put it in. And that was the other thing, the way Ember was eating. She wasn’t doing her usual, toss it in and crunch away. She was eating much more slowly. Taking the time to lick each one and slide it into her lips slowly. She kept looking at him funny, and if Spike didn’t know any better, he would say that she was blushing.
Spike was the first to speak, “These gems are really good. Top quality, for sure. But what is it that you wanted to talk to me about. I figured we’d actually talk while eating.”
Ember stopped sliding another gem into her lips and looked Spike up and down. Her eyes felt like they were searching for his deepest secrets. He started to get butterflies in his belly and didn’t really know why. Ember leisurely pulled the gem out of her mouth, making a light pop as it came free. She stared at him for a moment. Studying him.
“You’re right, Spike.” Ember quickly resumed her normal relaxed nature, “Let’s talk. You thirsty?” She pulled a pitcher and two goblets out from under the table. Spike had no idea how he had missed them.
“Yeah! These gems are delicious, but a long flight from Canterlot to here does work up a good thirst.”
Ember nodded, filled a goblet, and handed it to him. She also filled the other goblet for herself and took a large gulp from it. Spike similarly chugged his down, finishing with a satisfied sigh. Ember held up the pitcher and Spike nodded as she filled him back up.
“This drink is pretty good. I feel like maybe I’ve had it before, but I don’t really remember.”
Ember released her own relaxed murmur as she finished her goblet. “I don’t know where you might have had it. It’s a recipe handed down from Dragon Lord to Dragon Lord. The one thing they actually make sure to pass down. It is a necessary supplement for dragons, but too much could be harmful, so it’s only handed out by the Dragon Lord at designated times.”
“Oh!” Spike’s interest peaked. “Is this what you wanted to talk to me about? How I should take care of myself to make sure I stay strong and healthy?”
Ember eyed him up and down again. “Not really, Spike. You see, this supplement is designed to help dragons produce eggs.”
Spike’s mind stopped. Ember took the space to continue. “As you know, Spike, we dragons are highly competitive. We take pride in out doing each other. It’s why we are such a powerful species. But it also makes it hard for us to settle down and actually mate to keep our species going. So many millennia ago, our first Dragon Lord met with a mystic to help solve the problem. This drink was developed and has kept our species going ever since. It boosts our libido so high, that any dragon that drinks this and doesn’t mate actually dies.”
If his brain was stopped before, then Spike was pretty sure his lower brain functions were starting to fail at this point, too. His mouth was dry. His groin was moving. He felt Ember’s firey breath on his face. He hadn’t even noticed she had come that close. She was definitely flushed. Spike finally managed a word, “Why?”
Ember gave him a gentle peck on the cheek, “Because you’re my best friend.”
She pulled him into a passionate kiss. He returned it, feeling everything melting away except his quickly growing passion. They remained entwined until they had to pull away to breath. Ember drew a finger under Spike’s chin and took to the air with a giggle escaping her throat. Spike was close behind her.
She zipped around the cave, making Spike chase her. She turned to look and he slammed into her, catching her in another kiss. He was also poking her belly with something. She didn’t have to look to know what it was. She could smell it. His scent caused a shiver to run from the tip of her tail all the way to the back of her skull. She let out a moan and fed Spike a taste of her fire.
He was quick to return the favor to her. Her fire was hotter than his. But he was a dragon. He could take it. And sharing such an intimate act was beyond anything he could have ever expected. Then he smelled her scent. He broke the kiss and stared into her eyes as the last of his logic was replaced by instinct. She was ready.
Spike tried maneuvering himself into her. Ember grabbed his cock and swung him around in the air, throwing off his balance. “You have to try, Spike!” She flew off cackling.
Spike stabilized himself and gave chase. It wasn’t long before he caught up to her. He wrapped his arms completely around her from behind, pinning her arms and wings to her side. Holding her aloft in the air, he brought his mouth right next to her ear and gave her a soft growl.
In a massive feat of strength, Ember threw Spike off of her and down to the ground. He landed hard on his head. He got up and studied her as a hunter studies its prey. He still had her scent in his nose. And he would have her.
“Get up here and FUCK ME!”
Her roar shook the whole cave. It shook his core. He looked down at his cock as it grew more in response to this. He locked his vision onto her, and with a mighty roar and beat of his wings, he was once again in pursuit. He felt his cock dripping to the ground. The wind and the chase were exciting beyond words.
Faster than she was expecting, he was atop her, slamming her back into the wall of the cave. He dug one of his claws into the rock behind her with a crunch. The other swiftly circled her neck, holding her in place. The claws on his feet soon found their purchase into the rock as well.
Ember continued to struggle. She clawed at his face with her hands and his belly with her feet. Spike pushed through and pressed his lips to hers, snaking his long tongue into her mouth. Her tongue met his in a soft writhing dance of passion. Her scent was growing stronger.
Spike could no longer wait and he broke their kiss. Finding her sopping slit, he drove himself all the way in. Ember’s moan echoed throughout the cave and her struggling completely stopped.
They hung there on the wall catching their breath for a moment while Ember got used to her intruder. Then Spike shook the cave with the largest roar of his life and began pummeling Ember’s pussy.
Each thrust slammed her into the wall of the cave, soon causing small fractures to appear. Cracking rocks, moaning grunts, and wet slapping were the only noises for the next few minutes as Spike ignored everything but his instinct to breed.
Finally, Spike let out another horrendous roar as he crushed Ember nearly an inch into the wall. His giant cock exploded inside her, filling all her crevices and stretching her to her limits. These sensations, brand new to her, released every thing she didn’t know she was holding in. Her vaginal walls clenched his cock and pulled him deeper. Her entire body started convulsing and all she could do was wrap her arms and legs around his back and dig her claws into his back, causing him to press into her even harder.
They hung there on the walls in silent ecstasy, riding out their mutual orgasm for who knows how long. Finally it subsided and, still entwined, they floated down to the ground together.
Once on the ground, they separated. Ember closed her eyes and stretched her legs. “Gods, Spike. You are amazing.” She opened her eyes, only to notice that he wasn’t there. “Spike?”
His gravely, ominous voice came from behind, “Twilight didn’t get off that easy. And neither will you.” It sent chills up her spine and she liked it.
Spike shoved Ember down to the floor of the cave and lifted her by her tail. Spike shoved his cock back into her pussy, causing Ember’s body to jerk involuntarily into another mini orgasm. The squeezing of his member did nothing to deter Spike. He bagan ramming her with all his might, yanking her tail to make sure she slammed into him as hard as possible. Each impact jostled his entire skeleton and drew out cries from Ember’s throat, ecstatic cries of pleasure and pain.
Soon he felt her pussy start to feel wetter. He heard her breathing becoming more laboured. And without warning, her walls clamped around his cock like a vise, holding him in place. Screams and flames escaped her muzzle as she began spasming beneath him, causing him to climax once more. He shot load after load into her, each one causing them both to shudder.
Finally, he collapsed on top of her, both of them panting. Slowly, Spike rolled off of Ember and onto his back on the floor of the cave, continuing to catch his breath. She turned to face him and smiled.
“I had no idea you had that in you, Spike. That was amazing.” She began rubbing her slightly distended belly. “I know dragons normally only do this for procreation, but I enjoyed that way too much. I’ll have to do it again soon.”
Spike turned his head to look at Ember’s glowing expression, “I’m glad I could help. And just let me know whenever you want to do that again. That was way better than Twilight. Dragons are built for dragons, I guess.”
Ember chuckled and wrapped her arms around his chest. “I’m ready to go again right now.” She trailed her eyes down his body to his cock standing ready. “And it looks like you are too.”
Author's Note
No one asked for this. Not even me.
But it tumbled out of my head one afternoon. Then I spent about a week finishing it up with some details. And another couple days editing.
I think it came out good.