The day Spike and flurry arrived at the border started out, well, horny. Flurry had woken up early and was diligently sucking off the dragon, skillfully using her tongue for what the receiver would never guess was her first blowjob. A certain level of skill was bestowed by her royal domain, which she used to its full ability.

As she diligently sucked and licked every inch of his uniquely non-pony cock, he let out little moans and gently said various names as if he was having a wonderful dream. In it, he was at the center of a cuddle pile, flanked on either side by the stelar sisters while a cavalcade of ponies took turns sucking him off. “Mmmm, Fluttershy. Mmmmmm, Sweetie belle. Yeah Brae. Flurry…”

His voice trailed off as he began to stir awake, in tandem with a nearing orgasm. Flurry doubled her efforts to milk Spike’s cock, but her fun was interrupted as Spike woke up, in a daze but clearly having realized what’s going on.

With his back claws, he began to try to push Flurry away as he tried to roll over, denying Flurry her treat, as well as himself from his orgasm. Though Flurry was stubbornly sucking, Spike managed to pop her off long enough to roll over and begin to properly wake up.

“Flurry. You can’t just…” Spike let out a big yawn while he pulled his legs together to deny access. “You need consent and stuff. You can’t just suck someone’s dick while they sleep.”

Flurry huffed as she crawled up beside her dragon companion. “Well that’s boring. You were hard though-”

“A hardon doesn’t mean you want sex.” Spike cut off his student trying to push a claw to her lips but completely missing his mark. “Sometimes they just happen. Something about the heart and blood and…” Another yawn. “I’m too tired to try and remember what Twilight told me.”

“But what about my needs? Spike, I need to suck your penis-”

“You don’t need to. And just use dick or cock, penis is just so formal.”

“Fine, I really want to suck your cock. Pleeeeeease.”

With a sigh, spike reached out and wrapped an arm around her, pinning her to the bed and not letting her escape. “Nuh uh. Not right now. Just, can we cuddle for a bit longer. Your fur is just so soft.”

“And then sex?”

“We’ll see about that.”

***

A month had passed since the party at Yagreb. The relations between the yaks and ponies were still unchanged, neither one comfortable with the other but no animosity either. They simply co-existed, rather than co-operated.

That was, except for Valerie, Orion, and Perseus. Since that day, the three had been friends, with Valerie primarily interested in indulging in pony interests. While Perseus loved being able to talk all about the history and culture of the ponies, flexing his knowledge he’d acquired at the academy, Orion introduced her to the simpler things. He would tell her stories from novels rather than history, Daring Do adventures or old worn out love stories hoping she would pick up on some of his intentions.

Valerie took it all in, but never took the time to introduce them to the Yaks culture. Both of the boys brushed it aside, with Perseus not really caring and Orion too lovestruck to realize she didn’t talk much about the yak community.

It was comfortable, if a little uneasy at times. The two ponies vying for the attention of a yak who at once seemed aloof and carefree.

“I think today I’m gonna make my move.” Orion said, relaxing on Perseus’ family couch, leaning away from the party game the two boys played. “I think I have a plan for how to do it.”

“You’ve been saying that for almost a month now. Dude, just go ask her. How do you think I’ve convinced her to hang out so much.”

“I’ve tried that. But every time I try, I just feel… My hooves start to go numb, and my legs get all shaky. My muzzle twitches and-”

“No need to get poetic dude. I get it.” Perseus, who never lost track of the game they were playing, swiftly took victory while Orion was considering his situation. “Listen, I know you were the one who saw her first at the dance, and I’ve been courteous up until now, but you’ve had your time. If you don’t seal this up, I’m gonna go swipe her from under you.”

They both knew it was a long time coming. Both had a crush on Valerie since the day they met, but the two agreed to let Orion have the first shot. That time had expired, and Perseus wanted to take his shot. Not to mention that if he began dating a Yak, then it could make negotiations with the tribe and the ponies significantly easier for his mom.

With a sigh, Orion accepted the threat of losing his chance. “So I’ve got one last shot basically. But don’t think that just because you’re trying to woo her means I’m gonna stop.”

“A competition then?” Perseus smiled, a proposal both the boys would jump at to prove who was better.

“You’re on.”

***

A shower and some more attempts by Flurry to get another taste of the dragon dick later, the two arrived at Yagreb. The Station the train pulled in to was rudimentary, little more than a wooden platform with an automatic ticketing device, not an uncommon sight among the border lands or developing towns, but was already practically foreign to Flurry.

She tepidly stepped out of the train car following Spike, but they were the only ones to get off at this stop. A few earth stallions and a pegasus mare moving crates of supplies on and off, but not a single other passenger at all.

It was unnerving to say the least, especially considering how the duo was swarmed when they set off. Spike had seen his fair share of these types of towns while traveling with the elements, usually when Applejack or Fluttershy had business they wanted a dragon’s help with, so he was used to the open air and near vacant landing.

“Are you sure this is the right place, Spike?” Flurry asked, not wanting to show her fears, but still staying close to her companion’s side. “There’s no one around. This place is practically abandoned.”

“No Flurry, the town is just small. This is the place the map told us to go, so we’re probably in the right place.”

“Probably…” Flurry repeated as she looked around, watching the cargo carriers shuffle off the platform and load up a cart with the supplies. As she looked longer, she could barely see another pony around. Or yak for that matter. At the foot of the mountain, it was all farms. Winter Wheat and cold weather crops sprawling around the countryside. There wasn’t a city hall or anything, just, farm.

However that changed as she looked up. About halfway up the mountain, she spotted the distinctly pony settlement. Vibrant colors and filigreed flourishes lining shingled roofs, much like what she had seen the rare chance she got to visit Ponyville. But it was still so far away.

Flurry groaned as she realized that they were still maybe an hour's walk away from the town. Her mood was brightened by the realization that she had the ability to fly up and cut the travel in half, soured again that she would have to keep pace with Spike who lacked wings to get him there faster.

Still, she flexed her wings and stretched out after the few days trip here. She lifted herself off the ground and hovered in front of Spike, looking at him at eye level. “So, what’s first then? You’re the experienced one mister professor.”

Spike brushed the new nickname off as he too realized he would have to walk all the way up to the town. With a sigh, he pointed up to the town. “It would probably be best to start with accommodations. Maybe we could crash at the town hall, they normally have space for diplomats. If not, the mayor would probably be more than willing to host.”

“What about an inn?”

“An inn?” Spike was caught off guard by her request. With how sheltered she seemed though, something so normal seemed like a strange question. “Well, we could. Twilight gave me some bits for food and anything we need to solve the problem, but I’m sure she wouldn’t object to staying at an inn. But, why do you want to stay at an inn?”

“It just seems right. Maybe it’s not how your friends do it, but I think this will feel exactly like an adventure novel. Staying at the inn before setting out to defeat the big ugly draaa-” She had to catch herself before she could finish, sheepishly realizing what she was about to say to her dragon companion. “Well, you get the idea. Adventure, triumph, wonder, it all starts at an in.”

“Sounds more like a game of Ogres and Oubliettes to me,” Spike, having grown up surrounded by Twilight’s own collection of adventure novels that posed dragons as princess stealing villains, was mostly desensitized to the contents of those stories. “But yeah, we can stay at an inn. We’ll have to ask around to find one, but there’s got to be one somewhere in town.”

“Awesome. This is gonna be so cool.” Flurry had mostly shaken off her nerves at the unfamiliar surroundings as she put herself in to a different mind set. However, always the tease, Flurry couldn’t help but turn tail to put her butt in spike’s face, giving him another nice, long look at her privates as she exclaimed. “Adventure Ho. Spike and Flurry, Sex teacher and horny student.”

“Please don’t call us that in public.” Spike said as he nervously looked around for anyone who could have heard her, relieved that the few others had already started up the mountain.

Flurry let out a giggle as she pushed her ass backwards, forcing spike to take a deeper, longer look. “Besides, if we’re cramped up in someone else’s house, it’s gonna be a lot harder for us to fuck like bunnies.” As quickly as she pushed back, she darted forward to the path. “Let’s go!”

Spike slowly started to follow her lead, trying hard not to stare at her nethers. “Since when did you know about euphemisms?”

***

The village itself was… Lacking. Spike had seen countless villages in his time with twilight, from the tallest and brightest of Saddle Arabia to the humble and quiet streets of changelings yet to embrace Thorax’ leadership and reforms, even the tribal courts of the Yaks. But this was still not what he was expecting.

The town was bifurcated, with traditional yak dwellings separated from the hasty homes of the ponies. Walking down the streets, it was a near perfect divide between the two species. The bright colours of the pony abodes only highlighted the division when placed next to the muted but cozy yak buildings. What stood out most was what the two quickly gathered was the town hall, the tallest building in town, its pink and white painted exterior like a beacon.

“So. Yak or Pony?” Spike asked as the two walked down the main road. “We’re probably gonna get more information from the ponies, or at least a warmer welcome. Plus I don’t know if-”

“We’re sticking to the yaks.” Flurry cut spike off. There were few ponies around at this time. Though the sun was high in the sky, the chill in the air ensured that anyone not prepared would stay home. However, any that noticed the princess were sure to kneel and bow their heads doing more to embarrass and annoy the young princess than anything.

Spike pulled his claws up to his mouth, using just a bit of flames to keep himself warm. “If you’re sure about it. Maybe we can find somewhere to-”

“Excuse me.” In the moments Spike looked away from her, she had scampered off to talk to one of the yaks in the street. “We’re new in town, do you know somewhere we can stay?”

The yak ignored her, continuing on their way.

Flurry huffed as she got in the Yak’s way, “Excuse me Sir. Maybe you didn’t hear me. I said I need to find an inn to get some rest.” Silence again.

Finally the yak spoke as he pressed on, not stopping to look at them. “Listen to the dragon, girl. Tavern’s a street over, got some beds too. But you’ll do well to stick to the pony side.”

Flurry stamped her hooves in the snow, frustrated. “What was that about?”

“If you let me finish earlier, I would have told you the Yaks aren’t like ponies. They have a unique culture. Unique customs.” Spike sighed as he paused leaning against one of the yak buildings. “Like I was saying earlier, the yaks need to be handled differently than you’re used to, but they’re probably going to be our biggest clue as to what our mission is.” He looked around, watching some other ponies clear out of the way as yaks made their ways around town. “It seems like integration really hasn’t worked here. There could be any number of friendship problems in this town.”

Flurry sat against the wall with Spike. She huffed as she watched the other side of the street, watching more yaks come and the other ponies clearing out of their way. “Well, you’re the expert here. Mister teacher. How did your other friendship quests start?”

“I guess they kinda just happened.” Spike thought back through the years, each of their quests seemingly landed in their laps. Maybe it was just a matter of time now.

A cold breeze pulled him out of his thoughts as he started to shiver, his draconic body could handle heat, but the cold was making him tired. His body seemed to drain of energy as he got colder and colder. “Come on, we need to get somewhere warm. Are you sure you want to stay in the Yak part of town?”

Flurry nodded. The ponies standing at the other side of the road and whispering to each other was starting to get to her. At least the yaks were less likely to make a big deal about her being a princess. “Come on, we’ll find that tavern.”

***

“Beer. No, Ale!”

“Oh no you don’t flurry, I’m still awake enough to prevent you from ordering that.” Spike interjected, his dreary eyes drifting closed as the two sat as close as they could to the firepit. “She’ll take something non-alcoholic. I don’t need anything now.”

“Are you sure, dragon? The little one looks like she would quite like something with a kick to it.”

“Yeah Spike. Something with some kick.”

“Do you know how much trouble I’d be in if Shining found out I gave you alcohol? No.”

Flurry rolled her eyes as the yak barmaid wandered back to the bar to grab something for her. “Oh come on Spike. I never get to go out, let me do what I want.” She leaned in to her guardian and lowered her voice. “It’s not like it’s the worst thing I’ll do on this little adventure. Not when you’re really teaching me how to have se-”

Spike’s eyes shot open as she rushed to cover Flurry’s mouth again. “How many times do I have to tell you. Keep your voice down.”

“Relax, cousin. It’s the middle of the day, there’s no one else here. It’s just us, and that guy in the corner, and he’s not paying attention to us.”

Spike let his eyes close again as he leaned away from Flurry, trying to get closer to the fire, trying to warm himself out of this frost-induced malaise. “It’s still impolite to talk about that kind of stuff Flurry.”

She huffed and rolled her eyes, but cuddled up to Spike adding another source of warmth for him. “Boo, that’s no fun. I’m the princess of that stuff and I can’t even talk about it. That’s so dumb.”

They cuddle for a minute in front of the fireplace until the barmaid comes back with Flurry's mug of water. Flurry huffs about it not being alcohol before starting to drink, taking their time before their investigation truly began.

Author's Note

I kinda fried my brain while working on another fic, this has kinda just been cooking in the background while I do other things. Next chapter will be the beginning of the friendship investigation, and some more lessons from Spike.