Dusk stood there looking at the baby, unable to believe this was his child. The way it kicked and moved around was adjusting itself.

“Welcome, little Spine,” Dusk said while looking at Elijah, who seemed to be looking at the baby Dragon for a minute,

“Weird, I figure it would be smaller….” The imp said as it looked at the baby.

“I mean, it’s pretty small,” Dusk muttered; that was when he saw Stellar flame and her son coming right over. Dusk watched them for a minute, his hands holding Spine tighter while she watched Them come over.

“Dusk, I think my son has something to say to you.” She looked over at her child, clearly not happy, as his head was down,

“Sir, I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was your… child.” There was a hesitation as he looked at Dusk, more confused, knowing he screwed up.

“Listen, I’m not the one you must apologize to; that’s Ember; you stole our child. I’ll be honest; I wouldn’t be surprised if she doesn’t turn you into a pile of Ashes.” Dusk states, watching the young man,

“Oh, he will be apologizing, and he will be paying for this.” Stellar flame was angry, looking at her son with anger only a mother could hold.

“I didn’t know it was an egg. Can’t you believe me?”

“I believe you didn’t know, but what I don’t believe is why you stole it; I raised you better.” Stellar flame let out a long sigh as she rubbed her temple.

“It was Blueblood; he promised to help me out with something if I got him the Egg; heck, he claimed that it was his, to begin with, and I was just retrieving it.” His voice was honest at that.

“What he promised you was so great you’d steal from someone!” Stellar flame asked, finding herself more heartbroken, as she didn’t know what would cause her son to do something so horrible.

“He said he’d pay for college. I’m Sorry, Ma, but I couldn’t get any scholarships; even if I was excepted, I didn’t have a way to pay for it.”

“Why didn’t you tell us? We could have helped you; sure, it would have tightened our budget, but we could have been able to help you, plus you working at jacks Pizza, I’m sure you saved some money.”

“Maybe it’s because I spent that money on Boxing Lessons. Mom, I want to be a boxer; I didn’t know what I would say to you.” There was a slight anger in Sunburst’s voice, looking towards his mother; he hated it, he didn’t want to say these things, but they were now pouring out. Sunburst imagined that he’d see the disappointed look on her face. But when he looked back towards her, he didn’t see it—just sadness in her eyes.

“Aren’t you going to yell at me, or what!” Sunburst spoke frustrated, but Stellar flame let out a sigh,

“I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to put pressure on you; I just wanted you to have a better life than me, then your father. I didn’t think we were hurting you like that.” She took a second, looking at Dusk,

“Mr. Ripley, is there any way we can make this better? I don’t want my son’s future destroyed.” She looked like a mother willing to do anything to protect her son, and Dusk shuddered while he let out a long sigh.

“Listen, I won’t call the cops; not even sure they’d believe us. But he will need to make it up to Ember and me. But please give us time.” Dusk muttered while looking at the kid, and in many ways, he saw himself in the kid, especially in the desperate need to do something. He couldn’t watch him be taken off for a crime when he was lied to.

“Fine, but he’s going to be making it up. Got it.” She looked down at her son, clearly frustrated, but Dusk nodded,

“Fine, if you think it’s fair, something like that can work out. But give us some time; we Don’t want Ember setting him on fire.”

Sunburst looked somewhat nervous at the idea, as he wasn’t sure what he could do to make it up to them.

“As I said, just give us time.” Dusk handed Spine over to Celestia for a second as he shook his head,

“Can you take her? I will probably need to pick up some diapers and milk, Something for Spine.” His eyes were on the child, not wanting to let go of his daughter, but he knew he needed to get some things to take care of her.

Dusk turned around, figuring he could get the car out of Stellar flame's yard, when suddenly, without warning, he screamed. His head felt like they were going to explode. Celestia watched in shock, she was close to dropping everything to check on Dusk, but seeing Spine in her hand, she had to resist as Gabby ran over, grabbing his Side,

“Dusk, Bada, relax. Relax!”

Celestia watched in horror, watching Dusk lie there, his body limp.

-000-

Dusk suddenly found himself standing in hell, his heart racing as he stood on a bridge over a lake of pure Lava.

“What the, where are we!” Dusk called out, a shocked look on his face as everything seemed so fuzzy. Gabby was in front of him, walking across the stone bridge.

“We’re heading over towards the ring of Limbo, Where the judge of the dead resides; without their permission, we can’t go through the other circles as easily.” It seemed as though Gabby was looking around more nervous than anything else.

“Why is that? I mean, we just got through the second circle. Shouldn’t we be, I don’t know, going down deeper to get out?” Dusk found himself asking while following the mischievous creature.

“You’d think, but there are various defenses. It keeps the souls from wandering around, referred to as the Dante Effect. After Dante made a whole mess traveling around Hell, they had to ensure no other souls tried to escape.”

“I guess Dante did more than just walk through the place.”

“Oh, Dante did a lot more; some of us still find his bastard children from the demons he slept with going through the place. Loyal to Beatrice, my ass.” Gabby snorted as they continued walking through the bridge. They moved across the bridge, where Dusk turned back his eyes on the desert of the second circle and found himself shocked while watching it vanish like a mirage, as it waved away, revealing the bridge and lake of fire.

“So, is there something I should expect dealing with the first circle? Like Evil Deformed babies not baptized… Insurance agents… lawyers?”

Gabby looked at him, her mind looking blank as she quickly stated,

“Why would there be babies in hell?”

“Nevermind, But just tell me, what am I supposed to expect while being down in the first circle?” Dusk couldn’t imagine it would be anything like in the first circle. But this was Hell. It could always be worst.

Limbo was far worst. In appearance, it matched everything someone might expect from hell. Fire rose from the ground, Demons soaring through the air as screaming heard in the distance. Though standing there, atop a small mountain of skulls, stood a single building that read HMV

“HMV, what that Hells, Personal DMV?” Dusk muttered while Gabby snorted,

“Please, where do you think the DMV got their idea? They stole from us.”

They moved close to the home, and The building looked far more intimidating than Asmodeus castle; such a sight was unnatural, while Dusk looked over, seeing the near-endless line. He shuddered, imagining that he would end up here. Standing in this line for all eternity. Dusk imagined that he would lose his mind.

“How long are we going to have to wait.” Dusk felt intimidated; by the line itself, watching the various souls; some looked ragged and worn outstanding there. Heck, one of them looked like it needed to pee. And their bladder might explode at any second.

“No problem, we can skip the line; those guys aren’t allowed to skip the line; it’s to stroke fear and whatever. On the other hand, you’ve got the V.I Imp,”

Gabby smirked as she nudged his leg. Dusk watched her head closer to the building, swaying her hips. Somehow this was worst than just the second circle. Dusk found himself biting his lips while following behind her, unsure if he could handle being around the damned for so long.

The inside of the building is like the many DMV’s Dusk had been to while on earth, plain, somewhat miserable, and not somewhere you wanted to be in for long. Dusk watched as various people stood behind the desk, Demons who looked as sad as everyone. Dusk thought he saw one of them asleep at their desk in the far right corner.

“Yeah, this is the DMV of Hell.”

“Come on, Bada! Let’s get you the expressway to the 9th circle, Less walking.” Gabby spoke, a chuckle as she pushed a few souls out of the way, Some of them screaming in anger as they looked at the imp.

“Hey, buddy, this Bada with me, and if you don’t behave, I’ll shove you to the back of the line.” The Imp spoke up while poking a man's soul; Dusk couldn’t help but think he Looked like Richard Riortan, The author of The Thunder stealer. Dusk is tempted to say something, even tell Gabby not to, but he could feel a soft growling from the ceiling that made every instinct tell him not to utter a single word.

Gabby moved in as she got towards the counter as looked at Dusk, her arms up as if she was asking him to pick her up; Dusk Looked at her for a minute letting out a sigh and doing just that as he held her head over the table for a minute,

“Hey, Red, I need you to do me a favor, babe.” She spoke to the demoness behind the counter. Dusk looked and noticed she had the hallmarks of the stereotypical demoness, completely red with devil horns. As she looked over at them,

“Hey Gabby, sorry, I can’t give you another favor. Besides, you owe me six hundred and still haven’t paid them back.” She pushed down her stamp and let it slide bored out of her mind.

“Hey, I got a guy here needing to get out of here, and you know there are only a few ways to break a soul out of here.” As the demoness looked at him, she pointed at Dusk for a hot minute.

“He isn’t dead…. Why is he here?” She looked at Gabby for a good minute. Her eye twitched as she looked frustrated.

“Yeah, Red, get us to the ninth circle. It’ll save us some time, getting down there, you know, the Dante Rule, so will you send us down?”

“Listen, do you know how much paperwork it will take to deal with this? I will probably have to find an omega form, and I should summon a cyclops or Hellhound and kill him. Save me a lot of paperwork.”

Elijah's eyes widened as she raised her hand,

“Oh no, not killing Bada here, he’s one of my…. Fuck buddies, yeah, he summoned me and gave me a deal where we fucked, and I got his soul. Just a cleric error, where he got pulled in while I was returning to hell. We’re just fixing this up.”

Dusk looked back at Gabby, his eyes widened while shaking his head, almost wanting to say, Hey, I didn’t agree to this! Though Red the demoness looked at the two of them and let out a long sigh,

“Why is it always the imps or the succubus summoned by some pervert? I haven’t had a break in a thousand years! I haven’t been fucked since Christ got stuck to the cross! Do you know how long that has been?” Her eyes were on Dusk for a second while Dusk was trying not to say anything.

“Come on listen, Red, Bada here isn’t evil heck, and the guy took care of the Abaddon problem.” She pointed back at him, While the Demon red looked back at Dusk for a second.

“You took care of Abaddon… I hardly believe she was a top-level demon, crazy but still a top-level.”

“Hey, if you don’t believe me, I’m sure you could always check up on Abaddon's status; I saw her fall into the lake of fire myself,” Gabby said like it was nothing at all. The confidence in her voice while Red looked back at her,

“You just said he made a deal for sex and accidentally came here.” She looked at the two, not happy with what she was hearing. Gabby realized she was caught in a lie while she tried thinking of something to get out of this as she muttered,

“Listen, I might have exaggerated it, but we made a deal and some. Come on, and Red gotta help an imp out.” Red looked at Dusk for a minute, a long grunt as she shook her head,

“So much damn paperwork, It’s like I'm getting punished! Fine, but first I want to talk to the mortal, So Gabby, hang out here, I don’t know, hit someone over the head, entertain yourself. I wanna speak with him.”

Gabby looked back at Dusk for a minute while she shook her head,

“Fine, but Bada’s gotta be safe for it; I find out you hurt him, I’m telling dad.” She looked back at red, who let out a long grunt,

“Please don’t remind me, alright I swear Not to hurt a single hair on his head.”

“And his ass!” Gabby quickly added, as if she knew Red’s trick, while Red snorted,

“And his ass fine; I won’t hurt a single part of his body.” The demoness snorted as she walked away from her front desk. Dusk looked back towards Gabby, clearly not sure what to even say,

“What are you doing?”

“We’re getting you out of here, and besides, this is the best way to get you back on earth. We have to travel to the ninth circle, and red, here’s the best bet we got.”

The door opened while Red the Demoness pulled back,

“Well, come on, we ain’t got all day.” She spoke loudly while she showed Gabby a bit of a look as Dusk let out a long sigh going off there and hoping that this wouldn’t lead to his immediate death. Dusk went through the door, followed by the red demon. One thing Dusk noticed was that those legs were long and slender, and they moved down from her skirt, which seemed like it could barely hold onto her plump ass.

“So, Hell doesn’t have much of a dress code?” He responded while thinking back to Gabby and her greaser outfit.

“No, Hell does, but they feel it should be to wear as little as possible since it’s hot down here.” Red moved her head back as she watched him for a second; Dusk Felt like he just fell from the frying pan and into the fire with this woman as she made another turn.

They stood in a room that Dusk suspected was the break room as she walked over to the side and began pouring a cup. It was not coffee as she raised her hand, offering the cup.

“Ice water?” She asked while Dusk look looked at it, unable to resist,

“I guess a man in Hell is getting ice water.”

“Don’t push your luck, they keep this for us Demons, but I’m being nice.” She passed the cup over to Dusk as he licked his lips. He felt thirsty, A part of him wanted to question how he had survived so long without something like water, but Dusk imagined he wouldn’t like the answer. The cool feel filled his body as he took a drink and felt refreshed.

“Careful, don’t want to choke on it,” Red muttered, watching Dusk swallow it like a man trapped in a desert finding a cool spring. Red refilled his cup after a minute while Dusk took another long drink.

“So, are you going to be taking Gabby with you? When you escape hell?” Red muttered while she took a drink also. Dusk looked back.

“I mean, that’s the plan; I made a promise, and not like I can break it since she’s helping me out.”

Red finds herself more curious. Moving in closer. Her hands grabbed Dusk’s shoulder, “Well, how kind of you, and you asked for nothing in return, helping the Imp out from the goodness of your heart?” She watched him closely, her eyes looking into his like she was trying to look into his soul.

“Listen, I’m keeping my promise; besides, she is helping; why would I backstab her.”

“Oh, I know a few mortals who have tried to do it, men who would lie out of hell and escape just for something they want.”

“What is this all about? Why are you questioning me about this?” Dusk asked, leaning against one of the counters, the cup of water in his hand as he sipped on it.

“I’m saying is that if you take her with you, you’re responsible for her. Bound together, So don’t hurt her. She’s like a sister to me.”

“Huh, and here I thought Gabby didn’t have any friends,” Dusk said while taking another drink. He was savoring the cold water.

“Gabby can be tough to deal with, then there’s this phase she’s been in, but she is a good friend and an amazing torturer; heck, she came up with the idea of shoving pineapples up Hitler's Ass for a while. We just stuck him in gas chambers, but he got bored.”

“Wait, has no one in this realm seen little Nicky? You guys stole that from him.”

Red rolled her shoulders, shrugging. Dusk watched her, still wondering if there was more to this than Red was letting on.

“Is there something out there?” Dusk asked while Red walked over closer.

“Plenty of things. The ninth circle of Hell holds some of the very worst. The farthest place from god himself. It holds the oldest of monsters, older than us demons.”

“Like the elder ones?” Dusk asked, Reminded of what Gabby had told him.

“Normally, I wouldn’t let someone go there; not all souls belong in that circle. But Gabby is asking, so I will, but I want something in return.”

“What’s that?” Dusk wondered if he would have to give up his very soul.

“I told Gabby I hadn’t won a break for nearly a thousand years, and Now I’m taking one. Take your pants off.” Red said, her hand reaching down to her pants and dropping them. Dusk looked at her for a second and knew what she wanted.

“I see.” He reached around, getting ready to take his shirt off before Red raised his hand.

“No, just your pants; I don’t have time for you to get naked, get your dick over here and fuck me. I Don’t have all eternity.” She growled, her inpatients showing. Dusk just reached down, dropping his garments, as his cock remained soft.

“Well, get it up.” She said, her hands crossing while Dusk got in closer.

“Can’t rush these things; the little guy needs some excitement.” His hands reached over, cupping her breast. The softness to them was warm to the touch as he leaned in, kissing her neck.

“Fine, just be quick; as I said, don’t have eternity. I don’t need that line getting backed up.” She sputtered, feeling a tingle in her neck as he kissed it.

“Hey, no problem, It won’t take too much.” He continued messaging it and pushing the Demoness onto the counter as he lifted her. He slipped his hand down her top, passing her cleavage as he went in closer.

“You can’t just take it too fast; otherwise, only I would cum, and you wouldn’t want that,” Dusk said as he bit on her ear while Red shuddered,

“Well, you’re not on a time limit; we don’t get these pleasures.” She said as Dusk continued caressing her breasts. Felt something stiff pushed against her slit.

“Maybe, but where I’m from, we take care of this the right way.” He chuckled while rubbing his cock against her. Letting his dick tease her clit, Imagining them swollen.

“Well, maybe where you come from, but still.” She moaned while Dusk teased her ear even more, as He rubbed her clit with just his shaft.

“Good heavens,” Red muttered, her clit not touched in so long; it felt sense, the way Dusk’s cock moved against her as she tried holding back as she looked at him,

“Stop teasing me; please just fuck me now.”

“Hmm, I wonder if this is how the Succubus? Act while at the bordello? Never actually got to meet them?” He chuckled while Dusk Grabbed her fat, thick ass. Red looked at him for a second,

“Bordello? Wait, you’re the caretaker of the Bordello of Desire?” Her voice shook at the realization while Dusk smirked,

“Well, the newest owner, but ignore that; come on, you said you needed fuck.” Dusk said, his more seductive side taking over, watching how red the demon was becoming, the womanly figure twitching as he pulled back. Dusk could feel her legs wrapping around him as she let out another moan,

“Mhmmm, If I knew, I might have.”

“Might have what?” Dusk said, his lust controlling him; how long had it been since he got a good fucking? Sure, Gabby had blown him when she thought he was asleep, but he felt it. But now he would take care of this Demon the best way he could.

“Fuck!” She spoke out, unable to fight it as she could feel him pushing against her. Red grunted as she felt the way the head of his dick pressed against her slit. The fatness of it reminded her of a mushroom, and she gasped, feeling it pop into her.

“Holy Satan's dick!” She exclaimed as she felt him slide in.

“Fuck, aren’t you tight? It has been a long time.” Dusk muttered, feeling like he could barely move; her wet pussy felt hot around his cock, as he pushed deeper. Finding he could only go halfway into her.

Red held onto him. The Demoness held onto him as her black soul depended on it feeling him sink as far as he could. Her pussy was clamping on him like a vice grip. Her hips ground more as Dusk pulled back and forth, taking the woman before him as he grunted, sinking deeper into her.

“Oh, sweet Satan, yes!” Red let out a long moan thrusting back as she felt Dusk Thrusting in deeper. Her eyes burned bright as she thought of him managing to go balls deep into her,

“Oh ho!” She moaned louder, her legs clenching around her tighter. Dusk pushed, his hips rocking back and forth, not even noticing how the cabinets seemed to move with their body as she tightened around him.

“Keep going faster! Faster!” Red moaned hard as she wrapped her arms around his neck, tightening it as she pushed his head down into her shoulder.

“You like that?” He grunts as he reaches around, giving her fine ass a good smack. Dusk trusted hard, his body moving against her as he let out a long grunt. Red moaned louder,

“Yes! Yes! Keep going.” Her pussy milked his cock for every ounce of his jizz. “Ohh, I’m going to cum. Just keep going!” Dusk could feel her sinking her claws into his back, leaving red stars on his back, as he let out a hard grunt, fighting off the urge to cum; but it was no use; her pussy just felt too tight.

“Ohh cum in me! Cum in me!” Red moaned out while she pushed him as far as he could. Dusk grunted, feeling how tight she was, like she was trying to suck him in.

“Isn’t that against some rule, Dante rule or whatnot?” He managed to say, pushing faster. Her moans were getting louder; at this point, he was sure everyone in Hell could hear them.

“Don’t care, just cum in my demon pussy. Come on; I need this!” She moaned hard as she suddenly bit into his neck. Dusk found himself pushed over the edge as he began erupting cumming hard into her tight pussy. As he let out a hard grunt,

“Sweet Satan!” Red screamed out, spasming out as she felt ready to collapse. Her head rested on the shelf as she let her arms fall.

“I needed this.” She cooed out while Dusk pulled back his cum spilling out of her, as He groaned,

“I hope you don’t end up pregnant.” He bit his lips, the worry in his eyes as he watched her overfilled pussy leak his baby batter.

“No worry, even if I end up like that, you won’t find out.” Red chuckled as she moved around. Jiggling her wide ass, Dusk watched her go through a few drawers in the break room as she said, “I know someone left one in here the other day; I swear if Brenda took it, I’m going to impale her ass on some pitchfork. Ah, there it is.” She muttered, shuffling through as she pulled out a card.

“Alright, head back to the front, take a left, and hand the big guy the card; he’ll send you guy’s on your way, and… good luck; the ninth circle isn’t a place I’d stick any mortal in.”

“Don’t worry, and I’ll be careful; Nothing’s stopped me yet.”

-000-

“I don’t understand; why isn’t he waking up?” Applejack said while holding onto Dusk’s hand. The worry on the minotaur's face matched her voice as she sat on the bed next to him.

Sunset shimmer looked nervous also, “I don’t know. He hasn’t been out this long. It’s normally seconds, but he’s been under for nearly an hour.” Her tail seemed to droop down as she watched her lover in this coma,

“I’m sure he’ll wake up… Right?” Ember said, looking worried while baby Spine held onto her mother, sleeping away, not realizing what was happening in the world. The three looked around; Celestia had to take care of the bordello while they stood by Dusk. Little did they know, a certain Wendigo was watching them. The worry is growing.

-000-

Rarity watched through the door seeing Dusk, The coma he was in had been going on for the last few hours; whatever was going on, she shuddered at the very sight of it. Dusk lay there, not moving, as he remained on the bed. The girls watched him, not being able to do anything. The Wendigo just shuddered while she looked at the phone. She had a thought as she wondered if she could do it. Call Blueblood and beg him to help them; save Dusk. She bit her lips, feeling shame but knew the price she’d pay. Yet a part of her looked back at Dusk.

“Give him the bordello, and save Dusk? Or leave Dusk like this and hope he wakes up.” She looked at her phone, tried fighting the fear, and found Celestia approaching her.

“Rarity, it’s been a while. Are you doing ok?” Celestia Star looked at her, the madame of the house, who would help the girls, help them with their problems, while Rarity put her phone behind her back. The Wendigo wanted to kick herself, and she was far older than Celestia, yet, she hid her phone like a child.

“I’m fine, Celestia; I just thought I’d check on Dusk. He still hasn’t woken up.” The Wendigo looked towards Celestia, the sad look in her eyes, as she thought of the burning feeling of tears in her eyes.

“We’re all worried about Dusk. He’s going to get better, I know it.” Celestia spoke those bright eyes; the eyes of one of the wears looked menacing, yet, at the same time, there was a comfort in them, like a momma bear, as she wanted to feel the werecougars warm embrace. Yet Rarity felt guilty as she shook her head.

“Yet, he might, and I think I’ll head to my room, maybe rest. This place—It’s not right for me. Too hot.” She responded while whipping her brow; the room felt warm, even with her standing there, as she looked back towards Celestia.

“Might be the best; I’ll let the rest of the girls know if Dusk gets better.” She patted her side while she moved past her, checking on Dusk and the girls. Applejack walked out past her, as she seemed to be fighting tears. Rarity watched her head down the stairs as she would soon head off, her fingers twiddling with the phone while she imagined making a phone call.

-000-

Applejack walked down the hallways, tears filling her eyes as she thought back the urge to cry. She moved down the halls passing through the corridors like a maze as she fought back the tears.

“Dusk, why did you do this? Why are you always leaving me?” Applejack said, her heart racing as she felt sad—no, she felt angry at Dusk. He kept doing this, going to hell, and leaving them behind. Wondering if he was dead, he finally managed to return, and now this kept happening.

“Why does this keep happening?” She wondered as she imagined this was a cruel joke from the gods, specifically Posiden. As far as she suspected, that god cursed her kind when they found happiness or even contentment. Posiden would come around and fuck it up for her style. Yet now, this god, or something, was trying to take Dusk away from her. The only man that she felt was something she couldn’t describe. Her heart burned with a burning passion.

“I’ll do anything to save Dusk, please; take my soul, take my life if you save him.” She cried to the heavens as she imagined even making a deal with any being while she felt a hand grab her shoulder.

“What do you want!” Applejack lashed out her hand, turning it into a strong fist as she was ready to knock out whoever touched her in a moment of weakness. She looked over seeing Ember and Sunset shimmer standing there, Ember holding her baby, Dusk’s baby, as the little girl snuggled in her mother's arm; her heart fluttered. The minotaur felt scared,

“Oh, it’s you two… shouldn’t you be with Dusk in case he wakes up?” Applejack said, a tear rolling down her cheek.

“I think Dusk can handle not having someone around him for a few minutes,” Sunset shimmer said as she reached over, taking the other shoulder. Applejack moved away as she let out a long sigh.

“Someone should be there.”

“Then why did you walk away, Applejack?” Ember said, the concerned look on her face while Applejack sniffed,

“I just… I just.” Applejack felt her heart beating heavily, trying to find the right words as she felt lost.

“We’re all worried about him,” Ember said, thinking she understood what Applejack was saying, but Applejack shook her head,

“I’m frustrated… Dusk. It feels like he’s ignored me, like I don’t exist, as he was putting more time on you, Ember, and after we had visited my family, we left so early, not even a few days; I thought we were bonding more, but…” She felt her tears growing, yet she pushed on.

“Then he went to hell; We weren’t even able to help him against that Demon bitch, and now this.”

“Applejack, just cause he hadn’t put all his time with you doesn’t mean he doesn’t care about you.”

“But he had a baby with you. Me… We never even tried, and I’m…. She teared up more as she looked back at Ember, looking at the tiny baby, while she felt like grabbing it and hugging the baby, telling it that everything would be ok, even if it were meant more for her than said child.

Ember seemed to understand as she held a hand out that told Applejack to come over. The minotaur woman moved in slowly as she took Ember's hand and let her touch the child, Ember's greatest treasure, as she spoke.

“Spine wasn’t on purpose; in some ways, she’s an accident, Applejack. But maybe she’s a blessing, she’s got a bit of Dusk in her, and if something does happen, we have him with us. If something happens to me… Would you protect her?” Ember looked into Applejack's eyes, the soul of a dragon exposed to a single minotaur.

“You’re asking me to be her godmother?” Applejack asked, looking at the Dragoness, her sister's wife, if someone had to describe the relationship.

“I do, but you should realize something, Dusk loves you, probably more than Sunset shimmer or me,” Ember said as she smiled. A calmness in her face that Applejack hadn’t seen before.

“How so?” Applejack spoke, though her eyes turned to her goddaughter for a minute,

“Well, he spends more time with you, doing stuff with you, like hanging in your garden while we hang out. But he goes out of his way to hang with you more.” Ember added while leaning down and kissing the baby dragon's head.

“I’m just worried; what if he doesn’t wake up.” Applejack sighed while she looked back at the small one, as she bit her lips.

“Then we keep going; it’s what Dusk would want, he’s our mate, and it hurts me seeing him like this,” Sunset shimmer spoke while she looked behind her. Some of her hoped he was right behind her back to normal, but she saw nothing while sighing.

“Hopefully, he wakes up,” Applejack spoke while she felt her legs shaking,

“So do I.” Sunset shimmer and Ember said at the same time while they looked at each other.

“It’s getting late; maybe we should get some sleep; it won’t do us any good just staying up all night,” Sunset shimmer spoke, though on cue, Spine, the baby dragon, started screaming her little lungs out as fire escaped her little mouth. Ember sighed while she looked at them,

“You guy goes, and I gotta calm little one down.” She began to rock her in her arms as they headed off, Ember standing there as she leaned against the wall.

“Please wake up Dusk… I know I wasn’t always the best to you, but wake up for Spine.” She would head off to try and see what her hatchling might have wanted, a long sigh, while Ember imagined this was her life now.

-000-

Spitfire grumbled, her head resting on the table as she watched her body working on the Car; they had dragged it back, this brand new dodge challenger with a hemi engine, and already they had screwed up the damn thing, the top of it crushed down. She imagined she was going to have to pound it back into shape. Then the pain job, the damn pain job, Shauna growled, knowing she would have to spend her weekend fixing it.

“Damn ye, Dusk, You wanted to get this thing, and I had to do a few favor’s to get it over to the house, and changing names and all, and all ya’h did was break it in the first drive.” Spitfire imagined that if Dusk hadn’t gotten carried back passed out, she might have given him a talking-to as she growled,

“I swear, next time he asks me to change his oils, I’m gonna!” But she grunted. Her body took a seat as it crossed her legs.

“What are you doing? we should be getting ready to fix the challenger?” But her arms crossed, bopping her legs up and down as it seemed to watch her.

“Oh, don’t get started with me; I already got a bunch of stuff on my mind; I don’t care if you’re feeling horny like a skunk; we can do that later!” She called out, but the body shook like it was trying to tell her. The bond between them as Shaunna read her body language.

Though it seemed like her body wasn’t having any of this, it wanted sex badly. Spitfire’s body walked over, grabbing her head as it pulled away,

“Hey! You let me go, you hear me? We don’t have time to deal with your horny ass!”

The body headed towards the bordello, her top covered in motor oil, body sweat, and a lust that could match even a succubus in time, even if her foul mouth would say otherwise. They left the garage heading towards the bordello, Spitfire’s head screaming and cursing out her body while it made its way up to the house.

Walking into the bordello seemed rather busy as the body moved around. Spitfire growled as it tried twisting and turning its head around and doing something to take control back control. It was useless as the heart had power at this time.

“You’re making me do this?” she asked her body as it raised its hand, giving her a thumbs up. Spitfire grunted, annoyed, knowing it wouldn’t let the conversation go until it got what it wanted.

“I swear I’ll bite you next time I get a chance.” She growled, talking to herself as it shrugged its shoulder. Her breasts bounced as they climbed the porch and walked through the bordello’s front door.

A few customers were walking around. Just the average day as they went off to find a good time, though Spitfire was on the prowl; sure, she wasn’t the usual working girl, but it was clear her body wasn’t going to wait for someone to ask her, as she moved over to the front desk.

Bulk the cyclops was on duty after losing James; he took over the front desk when Dusk wasn’t around. He was wearing a fine suit that looked spiffy. The rose on his over jacket, while he handed over a key and room number, sometimes Spitfire wondered how the bordello worked, seeing how the practice had changed over the years, but never fully got into the details.

Spitfire’s body headed right up to the front desk, dragging her head with her while she looked at the male patrons, even some female patrons, and wondered more about how the people found the place. She knew a particular type of magic came from this place. But as she had thought about it before, she never really looked into it. She knew how the monsters found this place. It was a kind of draw when they had nowhere else to go in this big world. The house pulled them in.

Spitfire’s head lay on the table while Bulk looked at her for a minute; his big eye looked at her with more confusion,

“So you finally got out of the garage?” That was the first thing Bulk said while Spitfire grunted,

“Yeah, yeah, ol one eye, now I need a fuck. Are there any customers that might be looking for a sexy headless lass?” She spoke more while Bulk grunted.

“No, not really; I didn’t see anyone wanting a foul mouth Sheela, who doesn’t come around to work the rooms, more so fixing stuff.”

“Hey now, someone's gotta ensure the place is holding up. Otherwise, it’ll all fall apart faster than you stepping on a soap bar.”

“You realize I can keep you from working right, and I’m running the front desk.” The cyclops spoke up that snarky grin while Spitfire’s body smacked her right upside the head, as it realized it might not get the lay it desperately needed.

Spitfire growled at her body, imagining that she would get back at it for this move, but only when they were alone. But the cyclops chuckled at such a sight.

“I’ll see if a customer is looking for one here; take you’re old room number and hang in there while we set something up.” He reached over, handing her the key, and she looked at it as she knew where it was perfect; it was on the second floor; her body grabbed ahold of it quickly while moving around and taking the head; Spitfire grunted more as the dullahan hoisted by her hair as she growled,

“Make sure you give us someone who knows what they’re doing. I wanna fix the cars soon, you one-eye bastard.” She didn’t care that Bulk had moved in, sending her the middle finger.

-000-

Spitfire sat in her room; the place was a little off compared to the place she had in the garage, the bed freshly cleaned and with new bedsheets, while her head was resting on the table, looking annoyed. Her body fidgeting as it was excited, Spitfire could feel how damp it was between the legs as it screamed over to itself,

“Have you not been flicking our beans… Oh, who am I kidding? That’s why we’re in this mess.” She cursed more while they waited, and they waited, and they waited. Spitfire sat there wholly annoyed, her head rocking left and right. As she looked at her body, it sat there wearing a bra and panties, that was the only thing it put on after it went off, and she took a shower getting the smell of motor oil off its body while it growled.

“We could have gotten that dent out from the top by now if you hadn’t insisted on this.” She yelled at her body, clearly feeling frustrated. The way she sat there, she wished that her body, for the very most, had gotten her a magazine, maybe something from the hot rod, as Spitfire continued rocking back and forth from where she was sitting in the room watching the bed.

That was when there was a knocking. It was light at first before it started to get louder. Spitfire grunted, clearly annoyed as she screamed out, “Open up!” she cowled as she looked at her body, “Now just hurry up, fuck, get a dicken to fill the emerald isles, and we can get back to bloody work.”

The door opened slowly, revealing a young man wearing a white button-up shirt that went all the way to the neck. He wore black shoes and rimmed glasses; if anything, the kid looked like someone Spitfire could have stuffed in a locker if she had ever gone to high school. If anything, She thought he could have stared in the old revenge of the nerds. But for all she knew, he might have been one of the nerds, the nerds tossed into the locker.

Spitfire watched him scurry in like a mouse; somehow, she felt annoyed Bulk brought this little twerp in; as she called out,

“So you’re the customer, huh boy-o, what did you pay?”

The young man raised his hand, his eyes widened seeing the head sitting on the table, almost like there was some joke, but before he could say anything, Spitfire’s body reached over suddenly, pulling him in for a big ol bear hug. The young man’s head pressed between her face as his face turned red; the feeling of her soft mounds against his face caught him off guard.

“Um. I paid…”

“Speak up. I can’t hear you from between my tits!” Spitfire spoke up, annoyed but continued, “Nevermind, I’ll find out later; now got a name there, boy-o.”

Spitfire looked over, clearly watching while her body was rubbing the back of his head, being all lovey-dovey somehow; this annoyed the head more as the man stood there, being petted on.

“Um, my name is Dust….” He spoke while Spitfire looked at him, her eyes twitching,

“You name Dusk?” Her teeth grinding, but Dust raised his eye,

“No, it's Dust; only my mother calls me Dusk,” Dust said though he found himself jumping, feeling the headless body grabbing ahold of his groin, her fingers rubbing between his legs as he shuddered,

“Well, Dust, I ain’t your mommy; if you want to fuck, go for it. Make it quick 'cause I got other stuff to do.” Spitfire spoke as she rocked her head; Dust found himself twitching lightly, while he wasn’t sure what to say as he looked back at the body. As he spoke up, the whisps of fire moved from where the neck ended.

“Maybe I should just get going.” He wanted to run, but the body refused to let him go.

“You ain’t getting out of this boy-o. You paid good money, and you’re going to get some. Now come on.” Spitfire grunted while she rested back; Dust gulped, finding himself nodding. He wasn’t sure why, but the way the head looked at him, he needed to do as she said.

“So what did you want? If I might ask, 'cause you’re screwing my body.”

“I… Can I get a name or something since you know my name,” Dust said that stutter in his voice; he never expected something like this, he heard about this place from a pal, who claimed it would help him lose his virginity, and Dust came right along, a few hundred bucks he’d been saving for a while. He bit his lips while remembering how nervous he was coming to this place, taking a few hours to drive up here.

“Names Spitfire; come on, show some backbone, Dusk.” She spoke up, saying his name wrong, as he felt a bit small, to just the head, yet at the same time, it made his heart pound faster. The way she had control over the situation while not even having her body.

“Well, I want to lose my virginity. So just sex.” He spoke carefully. That was when he felt a tight grip from the curvaceous headless body. “I mean, I didn’t know I was going to be matched with a headless woman and all Sorry, I’m nervous. Do you have something to drink…?” He added his mouth felt like it had gotten stuff full of cotton balls.

“How old are you? You look like you’re still wet behind your ears, Bulk; get your ID 'cause you barely look out of high school.” She coughed out while Dust looked more nervous,

“I’m eighteen, no worries; he had me show him my id.” It caused him to curse under his breath; he hated when people thought he was just some kid; sure, Dust might not have been some of the tougher-looking people, but he wasn’t some kid,

“Well, not twenty-one, but fuck it here, have a swig. I'm sure it’ll put some hair on your chest, bub.” She spoke while her head started jiggling over to the side desk. She was sure there was some stuff in there the last time she returned, and she knew nothing was better than finely aged whiskey. “Let em go for a minute, you insufferable horny body, so the boy can get something to drink.”

The body hesitated while eventually relenting to release Dust. He found himself moving over towards the drawer that the head had suggested, his hand opening revealing what looked like a bottle of fine whiskey, the brown liquid resting as he pulled it out, looking over it for a second while Spitfire’s head looked over,

“Well, get a swig of it, and you can get started; ah, don’t have all day waiting for you to get your dick hard.” She sputtered, the smirk on her face while she watched her body thumping and tapping her foot, clearly indicating Spitfire's annoyance.

Dust looked at the drink as he unscrewed the cap and took a long swig of the glass bottle. A hard cough came soon after feeling how it burned in his gut.

“Wow, this stuff is strong.” He groaned as he could feel the fire growing in his stomach,

“Well, you’ll get used to it, bub; now get undressed, so my body can get at you, Dusk.”

“It’s Dust.” Dust corrected, shifting a bit as he felt her body wrapping her arms around him. Slowly her hands slipped, grabbing him by the balls with a gentle squeeze forcing the young man to moan. Her hand gave them a fine grip as it made him start to get complicated. A bulge formed in his pants while Spitfire looked at her body.

“Git to work. I ain’t got all day.” She expressed while the body rolled its shoulders, moving down to unzip the young man’s pants while his face grew redder, like a ripe tomato ready to be pulled from the garden. He shook his head, thinking that might be a bad idea, as he felt the woman's body pull his pants down. He hadn’t expected it in many ways, as he thought loosened, imagining it might have been from the drink; he looked over it, wondering if he should get another swig of liquid courage.

His dick hung out exposed to Spitfire’s head, who examined it from her post,

“Not bad, though not the most impressive dick.” She spoke, though inside, she admitted it was a good size member looking to be a little above average, maybe seven inches, and with a good bit of girth all around.

“Um, thanks… I guess.” Dust said while feeling like she was making fun of him but shook his head; he would soon feel Spitfire’s breasts pushed against his head, rubbing up against Dust. He looked over for a second, watching Spitfire’s body pulling off the bra, revealing her magnificent breasts. Dust felt himself going red while the headless body pushed him deeper between her fine bosom. Another hand moved down as it messaged the bulge growing in his pants.

Spitfire sat there watching, seeing the way they pawed at each other. Her body acted like a teenager's as she rolled her head,

“Hey, if you’re going to do that, at least turn my head around. I might have to feel it, but I don’t like watching.” She muttered, annoyed, Though Spitfire’s body only returned with a thumbs down. Dust stuttered some,

“So, Should I get a condom or something?” He muttered, looking around and thinking about what he was going to use for protection while Spitfire’s head called out,

“Look over in the drawer, and you better wear a rubber; I ain’t dealing with rugrats Dusk, I mean Dust!!” she spoke more vulgarly, looking at Dust; her body jumped with joy, her breasts bouncing in a hypnotic tone. Dust lost in delightful sight.

“Hey, focus. Grab the condom!” Spitfire’s head spoke up, pulling Dust out of the way as he moved to the drawer looking at them, condoms lined up, in rows from small, to extra large. To say that small was in good supply was an understatement. Dust looked at them and reached over for a medium.

He held the condom, walking over to the bed, where Spitfire’s body sat down, tapping in excitement as she watched.

“Get started there, bud. Put it on, and get going.”

“Sure, I mean, we could have a little foreplay. I mean, get you ready.” Dust muttered while feeling his heart race faster.

“Nah, I don’t think My body has time for foreplay.” Her body pushed Dust down. He thought he could hear her heartbeat growing by the second.

“Oh fuck.” Dust muttered as he could feel her hand grabbing the base of his cock, pushing it against her fair sex. The warm wetness of it. Even with the condom, he could feel her as he entered her.

“Good body Fuck, You feel big, Hurry up, you bitch; I wanna get this done,” Spitfire called out to Dust, not sure if she was talking about the body, but the way it began to bounce on him up and down, over and over again. He couldn’t help but not care. His hand reached up, grabbing her breasts. He squeezed them soft to the touch yet firm as the Dulluhan rode him like no tomorrow.

The bed rocked back and forth as Spitfire rode him. Her body arched its back as it moved like a wild beast. Her nails dug into his chest, though Dust couldn’t fight it as he groaned.

“Fuck, Fuck!” Dust panted out while he played with her fine breasts. His fingers pinching her nipples as he groaned, “This is how sex feels? What have I been missing in my life!” He groaned as he kept pushing his cock deeper into her, unable to believe this was the kind of pleasure Dust was missing most of his life, as he started to feel good. Even with the Condom, he loved every second of it. He barely noticed the bleeding in his chest as he continued his hard thrusts feeling the headless woman falling on him.

Spitfire’s head bitting her head as she was forced to watch her body fuck like a horny rabbit,

“Come on, Dusk, just fucking cum, get my body off. I don’t give a rat's ass.” She groaned, trying not to moan herself. The disadvantage of being the head of a Dullahan was that she could feel every ounce of itch, pain, and, yes, her body's pleasure. However, she could communicate it, unlike her body.

Dust was ignoring what the head was saying, as he felt he couldn’t change what it thought by calling him Dusk, whoever that might have been, as he was too focused on her delicious body. His hand reached around, grabbing her firm ass as he pulled her down on his member as let out a groan.

“Fuck, please don’t stop. I think I will blow my load!” he called out. Dust could feel his balls tightening up. It felt so good as he gasped with unrelenting want. Dust pushed his head up, sucking on her right nipple. Spitfire’s head cried out in a fit of exquisite pleasure as he bit her nipple somewhat hard. But her arms wrapped around the back of his head, holding him there as it pounded down on him without relenting.

It was getting closer. Five months without even touching herself had made Spitfire even more sensitive, and now feeling his cock, while not even being a large one, spread her tight Irish cunt apart was driving her nutty. Dust was panting hard, unsure how long he would last, as he could hear a moan escape from Spitfire’s head.

“Fuck Dusk, keep going, don’t stop; I guess your dick can do something, boy-o!” She moaned hard, While Dust felt annoyed still being called Dusk as he tried going harder as grunted louder.

“My—Name—Is… DUST!” He shouted out, giving one more thrust, a nice hard one as he nearly bounced off the bed, meeting the headless woman halfway as he unleashed his load. His hot spunk shot out as it filled the condom, as he landed on the bed with a hard Umph, backing him as Spitfire’s body lay there for a second.

Spitfire seemed to rest her head back, somehow more relaxed, along with her body as she muttered,

“Good job there, Dusk; I think you gave my body a fine fuck, if anything.” She muttered while the body lay next to Dust, raising his hand as he spoke up.

“My name is Lu—You know what? Forget about it.” He imagined he wouldn’t have changed his head's mind as he lay there for a few minutes as they looked at the clock. It seemed like the hour was already up. He was faster than Dust realized as he felt Spitfire’s headless body cuddling against him for some time, even sneaking in a handjob while he lay there. He wasn’t sure how he felt. He finally lost his virginity. Yet somehow, Dust didn’t feel different.

He would get up, receiving a hug from Spitfire’s body as he headed out, a part of him imagining that he had a lot to think about, though somehow he imagined coming back here. Though maybe not requesting Spitfire, the woman couldn’t remember his name.

Spitfire’s body closed the door as it slumped over like it felt a great relief while standing there. Though Spitfire looked back, her cold expression seeming to return slowly as she muttered out to her body.

“So, are we good now? Can we get back to work?”

Though it seemed her body feeling confident, gave her head a middle finger, and there was a knocking on the door. Spitfire growled, clearly annoyed, imagining that it would be a long frustrating night.

Author's Note

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