Sentinel of the Everfree

I may be a little bigger than Spike but I cannot be more happy that this does not bother him. Even with my size he still wraps himself around me and holds me all the same. Claws and scales gently brushing and cradling my own all while he keeps me held tightly against his chest.

I want to wake up like this for the rest of my days. Held tightly in his arms as he nuzzles and nips at my scales. The firm pressure of his snout pushing into my neck and chin when he mindlessly inhales my scent and bites at my flesh. With each breath he takes a heavy and warm feeling radiates from my chest making me almost feel drunk. I guess that's why I am talking to myself as I am, isn't it? Trying desperately to decipher the actions of my own body thanks to the overwhelming sense of happiness filling me. How strange is it that being happy is a foreign feeling to me. Was I ever truly happy in either of my past ‘lives’?

Sighing softly I shift my position so that I can comfortably look down at Spike's sleeping face. Soft purple scales reflect the gentle light of the torches in a calm and hypnotic fashion that only serves to make his small smile pop. A smile I can't help but mimic as I bring up a paw and gently run my thumb up the bridge of his snout.

“I love you Spike Solaris…” Leaning forward I kiss the top of Spikes snout. A shallow grumble is all I get out of him in response.

“You know I think that is the first time I've ever heard you say that.” My breath catches in my chest as Sólestia speaks.

How did she get into my home without me sensing her?! In a panic I reach out with my mana and am instantly blinded by how close her own mana is. Shifting my gaze carefully I let out a low hiss.

“Relax Fenrir, I just want to talk, not fight.” Celestia Logi is curled up on a mix of my cushions and some she had to have brought with her. Lounging in a very defenseless and relaxed way that screamed ‘you can’t touch me’. I sigh and pull Spike closer to me. She isn’t wrong, there is nothing I can do that wouldn’t wake up Spike or make me out to be the aggressor.

“What do you want?” Sifting around to lay on her side, Celestia flicks her tail.

“If I’m being honest with you Fenrir I want to find the nearest drake and have him fuck my brains out. The last time I laid with another being was with Spike's father and that was around the time I conceived him. Pair with that the fact that his scent is similar to Jorm’s and I’ve been left a dripping mess for two days now because of you two.” As she talked Celestia never stopped flicking her tail. An obvious sign of agitation when mixed with her twitching wings raised scales along her spine.

“Why are you telling me this exactly?” Celestia blinks and tilts her head in confusion. A deep blush suddenly taking hold of her features as her tail stops mid flick.

“Two reasons. First you asked, and second… Actually we can talk about that one later. There is something a lot more important than that at the moment that I need your help with.” I hiss softly and use my wings to pull Spike tighter against me.

“I'm not leaving him. We are mates now.” Celestia looks away and blows a large spout of orange flame as she sighs.

“That is not why I'm here. Believe it or not I've got over my own insecurities a while ago and am actually happy for both of you. Not that that matters right now though… Look, I need your help Fenrir. Something has come up that I can no longer ignore, and thanks to the actions of Luna unlocking more of your memories I have no choice but to get you involved.” I close my eyes and rest my chin on top of Spike's head.

“My mind is a jumbled mess Sól la- er, Celestia” I growl and snort. “I can't even get your name right, what good could I possibly do you even if I did want to help you?”

“A missive from the Dragon lands arrived the other day practically begging to-”

“Wait. Dragon lands? Didn't you say dragons are some sort of half breed of Jötunns?” Celestia shuffles her wings uneasily when I turn my attention back to her.

“Technically. It would be more accurate to say they are our species' direct descendants rather than a half breed. Dragons are to us what the common dog is to wolves. Over the countless years the Jötunn that were left here had to adapt. It was simply a matter of evolution.” As if sensing my discomfort Spike tightens his grip on me and even crawls the short distance over my body so that his head is once again level with mine. No matter how deeply I blush from embarrassment I cannot stop my traitorous body from purring when Spike finally settles again after nuzzling into me.

“I have no idea what any of that means… Just go back to telling me why you want my help.” Celestia flicks her tail and groans. Mumbling something under her breath that I can't quite make out she shifts again in what is turning out to be a vain attempt at getting comfortable.

“To make a long story short, the dragons view us as their gods. It's bad enough that Jötunns are revered like a god, but being both a Jotuun and holder of a mantle like the two of us…” Celestia stops and after a few moments I start to realize the gravity of her words.

“They think you are their goddess?” Celestia gives a dry laugh and smiles.

“Worse, they think me, you, your siblings, Tiamat, and even Spike are their GODS. I don't have the slightest clue how, but from what I could gather from what was written not only do they know all of us, our true names, our past, but they even have accurate depictions of what happened before, during, and even after Ragnarok!” I roll my eyes, unimpressed by Celestia's rising excitement.

“I don't see why any of this makes it so I have to be involved.”

“Fenrir they knew about the stasis crystals! How we had to hide away and bide our time as our enemies withered away. They know about MY son, YOUR mate. No one knew I was with eggs until I was put on trial by my father and the asir council. A trial Jorm had to have been at.” I grunt softly as Spike moves again and squeezes me. After letting him settle for a moment I lick his snout before finally replying to Celestia.

“Had to? You don't know for sure?” Celestia visibly deflates into the cushions.

“Well… No, not for sure. But he -”

“When do we leave?” It takes her a moment to realize what I said and look up at me.

“What?” I use my tail to swat a pillow and throw it at Celestia.

“When do we leave Sól logi? When do we go and find your mate?” She does not react as the pillow, blessed by the ancestors to give it accuracy, pelts her in the face.

“You're just going to help? Just like that?” I shrug.

“Pretty much.” Celestia flops her mouth like a dying fish. Now that I think of it, I should make Spike come fishing with me. Then once he's cold I can warm him up… Mmmm I like the thought of that.

“What? I mean… I came here knowing this was a long shot and all, but I fully expected to leave here with nothing but a few new bruises to show for my efforts.” I snort a puff of frost and sigh.

“Congratulations, you want a fucking sticker? You're offering me a chance to leave the country you forced me into helping you rule. Something that I've yet to be told how to do, mind you.” Celestia flicks her tail.

“Oh… You're still upset about that?” I bare my teeth and growl.

“If I wasn't fucking your son I'd hurt you.” Celestia gives a nervous laugh as her wings start to twitch again.

“That sounds like a yes… Right, um… Once we come back how about you and I work and figuring that all out yes? I only intended for you to get a title to shut the nobles up but seeing how we are now talking we can really get things squared away! Oh I'm going to need to get Twilights help to -”

“NO!” Spike jumps up from my chest in a panic and stands over me.

“Oh, good morning my love.” I use my paw to guide his muzzle back down to me and lick Spike's muzzle making him turn red. “Did you sleep well?”

“This is starting to become a bit of a habit for you Spike.”

“In front of my mom? Really? Wait, you're not surprised I was awake?” I raise my brow and flick my tail. Turning to look Celestia in the eyes I reach a paw back and roughly smack Spikes' flank making him yelp. In the next second I rush my head forward and twist so that I can lock my jaws with him and properly kiss him. Unsurprisingly he doesn't fight back and even starts to moan in purr. Celestia seems to find this quite distracting as she coughs nervously.

“Ok I think you made your point Fenrir can we…” Spike suddenly pushes me back forcefully and flares his wings out. I can't help but moan as his paws start to trace my sides. Sadly my enjoyment is cut short when he breaks off our kiss and unlocks his jaw from mine. Surprisingly I'm the only one left panting as he just growls and lightly nips at my chin.

“That wasn't very nice of you Feny~.” Celestia lets out a breath I didn't know she was holding and smiles.

“Thank you Spike. I -” Spike ignores Celestia.

“You know Cadence always said she had to punish Shining for being naughty. Maybe I should punish you~” Even with me laying on my back my wings flare with such strength that they shoot out from beneath me. Oh sweet mother of all things holy…

“I'm going to kill my niece.”

“I'm going to fuck your son~”