Author's Note

Takes place just before chapter 26 of Ninetales: Fatherhood

Ember's Fever Interview

Quick Shot's POV
Emmit's Herd Community
Afternoon

"Why outside?" I asked either Emmit or Ember as we sat on some soft grass by the waterfall. It was a nice warm day and the breeze blowing across the waterfall gave us a nice cool reprieve from the heat of the sun. Ember never wore anything and Emmit was in his wonderfully naked human form sitting next to her. My body was already remembering Luna's gift and responding to the sight of Emmit's semi-hard cock on display.

"Because my mate pleases me so greatly, I expel fire during orgasm," she explained simply while sitting next to him while he had his arm around her, and she was leaning up against him.

Emmit smiled at that and added, "Yeah, fire and enclosed spaces don't go together."

I giggled in agreement, nodding my head. "That's true. So, why don't I start off with the most basic first question, Ember? Why?"

Ember began after taking one look at Emmit. "I wanted to show others the joy of being with your mate. Fully opening up to your mate."

"And why is that, Ember?" I asked while my magic pen floated in the air writing down her answers.

I watched her take a moment to contemplate her answer first before looking over at me. "Before meeting my mate, Emmit, I knew nothing of being truly intimate. I didn't know how deep and fulfilling being truly intimate with your mate can be. I have learned that one can be intimate without sex and have sex without being intimate. Emmit and his herd have taught me that."

I tilted my head to the side in thought about her answer. "Given who I work for, which specializes in erotic pictures and literature, I think many that read Fever think that sex is inherently intimate. And you're saying that it's not?"

Ember shook her head before commenting further while leaning against Emmit with a smile on her face. Emmit looked at her with a small loving smile. "The sex I had with other dragons before wasn't intimate. It was just an act, shallow and without any deep feelings or connection to the other partner during sex." She paused, looking at Emmit with a wide happy smile. "Then my father told me to marry Emmit. I then met him and his herd. And they showed me that I've been hiding behind my tough scales and hiding from the feelings that can bring you into a deep meaningful intimate relationship with your mate." She paused again before adding to that, my pen writing away in the air beside me. "We dragons, I included, were hiding within my strong outer scales. We dragons viewed, and many still view, strength as the most important thing to them. My father was concerned about that. If strength is the all-and-all to everything, then the dragon race would get more and more violent. And that's what my father was concerned about and why he wanted me to meet Emmit and his herd. And then tell other dragons what I have learned."

"Wow, I had no idea that dragons were like that," was my soft comment, my pen still scratching away against the paper.

"Nobody does," Emmit chimed in. "Which is another reason why I think her father wanted this to take place." His answer and what Ember said got me thinking and I even wrote down my thoughts about all of that to put into the article later.

My next question was for Emmit. "You said, 'Which is another reason.' Do you think there are other reasons, other than what Ember has already mentioned, for her father wanting her to meet you?"

he gave me a nod of his head, his face showing a thoughtful expression. "Yes, Quick Shot, I do. And that is to help bridge the gap between the dragons and Equestrian pony society. The more that Ember learns from me and my herd, the more that other dragons will learn from her. The more other dragons will learn that strength, whether by scales or physical strength, is not the end all of being strong. Further, there is more to life than just being strong, as my mate has already said. And this bridging between our societies is what will ultimately save the dragons from a violent fate."

"I see," was all I could say for a minute as my mind mulled over that new information. Then I turned to Ember with a grateful smile. "thank you, Ember, for agreeing to answer these questions. Some of these questions are some that ponies have been wondering about for a long time."

"You are welcome," she concurred with a nod and a small smile. "I do agree with my mate that I also do believe that it is my father's wish to bridge our two societies. By having you show and tell others my joy and what I have learned."

"And I will do my best," I assured her with a confident smile. "Okay, how about some other questions?"

She and Emmit did answer a lot more questions. Enough questions to fill four pages. But one thing I was looking forward to was the pictures. I was eager to see the joy on Ember's face during sex and orgasm that both Ember and Twilight spoke of. Now was the time to put the pen and paper away and concentrate on pictures. As I watched Emmit start kissing Ember's chest and breasts, she pointed out something that she wanted me to take pictures of.

Emmit sat on the ground with his legs spread out in front of him with Ember sitting in his lap. Her hands were holding his head to her chest as her talons ran through his hair, her eyes closed, and with a look of euphoria on her face. Lust, joy, and pleasure were all in her voice as she pointed out something about her scales.

"Take a close look at my scales," she moaned out to me while rubbing his head, encouraging him further. So, I leaned closer and noticed something interesting. "See how my scales have softened and separated? They do that when we fully open ourselves up to our mate." While listening to her, I leaned in and took a few close-ups of Emmit's hands and lips on her breasts and nipples. And indeed her scales have softened and separated to show a slight sliver of pink skin between the scales. "Hide nothing from your mate and let him see and touch your most inner parts, your most sensitive places." And she most certainly was opening herself up to him so fully and completely while she also started riding his cock. She didn't ride him quick or hard, but a slow ride and rhythm of joy, lust, desire, and pleasure. The joining of two mates giving to each other so readily and completely.

My own body responded to the sights and the sounds of pleasure. Their chorus of moans, Emmit's hands all over her body, and her talons running through his hair and scratching his back as the need and pleasure increased. I took pictures of the unique sex position that their bipedal forms afforded. Pictures of the looks of pleasure on their faces and when they were gazing into each other's eyes.

Before was just a slow burn, but now things were heating up. Pleasure and need increasing. Emmit had leaned back and braced his hands against the ground and started meeting her halfway in the air. My eyes, and the camera, captured his muscles flexing in effort with each thrust. After grabbing his head, she started riding him harder and faster. Black smoke started seeping from her nostrils with each quick deep pleasurable breath. Her eyes were wide open and swimming with wild reckless abandon as she came down on his cock again and again. The same expression was in his eyes as he met hers. He didn't seem to mind the black smoke as their passionate breaths met in the air between them. "My mate...My mate," her moan to him was part growl and part joyous laughter or giggles. I saw that same joy and pleasure in his eyes as the need to finish, to fill, and to receive got maddening.

Their chorus of moans, groans, growls, and bodies connecting in pleasure rent the air. Ember's eyes widened, she started slamming herself down on him almost frantically, and more smoke seeped and billowed from her nostrils as their climax started to peak.

Then Euphoria.

Their orgasm was explosive. After slamming herself down upon him one last time, they wrapped their arms around each other and held onto each other tight while they rode out their orgasm. Ember wrapped her arms around his head as he buried his face into her chest. She tilted her head back screaming in pleasure with a tall powerful pillar of fire escaping from her open maw. His moans and groans of pleasure were muffled by her chest as I frantically started taking the final pictures. Including the last wide shot of Ember's pillar of fire during her orgasm before they both collapsed back onto the ground, enjoying the warm afterglow while still holding onto each other.

Out of the herd interviews so far, this has been the most informative. The way Ember has opened up herself shows some deep parts of herself not only to me but to all who will read the interview and see that joy in her eyes. And hopefully, take her advice. I know I will.