Epilogue

Some time in the future…

Ember had grown and while Shard was a unique one for slowly growing, she eventually caught up to him in the years that followed. Her love, his love, their love for each other grew stronger for one another. Their friends celebrated it, the dragons forgot about the stupid prophecy and the day when she felt a need to breed, she took him at once and without hesitation. The heat caused them both to go far and beyond for one another and it was beautiful.

The black dragon approached his now sizable mate with gusto, his large spire hanging below him but fully enlarged and twitching with need. His head pressing against her spread legs and raised tail, as she eagerly begged for his attention. His snout raised it higher up, inhaling that powerful and potent musk of a dragoness in heat. The view was even more beautiful for him, as he witnessed her vent glowing with a small redness around the area.

Her secretions had spread and made almost spider web like strings around her thighs and tail, with thick fluids hanging between. The opening was almost pulsing as it opened and closed, begging for attention. The male was struck with an aroma that none can deny and many would fight for, as this was life’s greatest natural drug and its most sought after in the years that come and gone.

Shard pushed his snout directly into legs, allowing the strings to cover his face as he made contact with her sex. Upon touch, Ember moaned loud and unrestrained, as her lover took a deep inhale of her pheromones that flooded his nose and wracked his mind with nothing but lust.

He stuck out his tongue and lapped up outside of her vent first, catching any stringy fluids in her thighs before diving directly into her sex. Ember shrilled at that, feeling that beautiful and wonderful strong tongue of his attacking her needing hole. She swayed to and fro, growling and moaning as he lapped up those secretions of hers, unbiased to the taste at all. The force of his head directly on it, almost lifted her own hind legs.

He was given unrestricted access to her body and while he had almost no control of how hormonal they were, he still had enough sense to make sure that she was satisfied.

Shard then sat on his haunches, showing off his impressive spire out loud before grabbing both of her thighs and lifting her up so he could really get a better angle into her sex, burying his snout into her.

Ember roared as a powerful spasm shocked her system at the euphoria that wracked her body. Her mate was unchallenged as he continued to assault her body with that tongue, drinking up her juices with ease and almost never allowing anything to go to waist. Her lifted body was now only held by her front elbows and neck, while she allowed him to pursue his drug.

The drake was ferocious, unrelenting by the position and while he wanted to share in the action, he only focused on getting her off first. His organ throbbed with needy anticipation, begging for some action while small globs of pre-seed started to form at the urethral tip. He ignored it long enough for him to think about making sure he got as much of her scent and taste on him as possible.

The dragoness was roaring and tossing at this point as her mate continued to have his way with her. Right up to the point where Ember let loose a strong roar, she came hard into his mouth, spraying a powerful torrent of juices into his gaping maw and taking in the nectar he sought after. The orgasm, while strong, quickly died out and she was left limp in his grasp.

Shard, upon having his mate’s juices in his mouth and covering some of his face, slowly lowered her down, but kept her tail lifted. She was essentially drained and limp, yet that didn’t stop him from leaving her directly on his shaft. He had lowered her sex directly over his own, where the juices that fell, covered his spire in a glistening coat of her fluids. He twitched wildly as the warm glistening nectar coated him from top to base, allowing it to completely gloss over until he lowered her further, right as his tip met her entrance.

He paused and looked towards her, begging for her approval, but the roar of annoyance left her before he could ask. “Please Shard, shove it in! I NEED YOU!!” The begging whine leaving her.

No pause. He dropped her onto his organ, causing them both to moan as her body quickly took his giant organ into her body. Yes, she was almost his size now but that didn’t stop it from feeling grand in scale as he filled every inch of her body. He sank all the way into her, right at the base of his scales met her sex, spearing his all the way and each ridge scraping her walls to make her wither and twitch with your euphoria of unimaginable levels.

They have before mated, but always safely and for fun times, as well as her getting used to his size over the years. But with her going into heat now in her life where she has never been more sure with him by her side, she begged that they finally do it. That she has the dream of starting a family.

Both dragons were left panting as they finally and fully docked, with Ember turning to her mate and her orange fiery eyes met his sparkling gray ones. She begged.

“Please Shard, do it, Make me yours, give me your eggs, and give us the family we deserve, I beg of you! Don’t make us wait!”

The need outweighed her wants, outgrew her doubts and overflew her fear. More than ever, she was committed to be a mother, more than ever she was destined to start a family with him. She needed to give him the family he deserved in his life and prayed that they would never, ever fall apart.

He crawled on top of her, going for a traditional feral dragon mating mount, but covered her body with his own, as he leaned in close to her and pressed his head against hers.

“I am yours, you are mine. I will give you my all, my everything, my heart, my soul and yours to me. We will have our family and I will love you forever.”

“And I you, my love! I swear, I love you! Please, don’t ever let go! Don’t stop!”

“I never will!” With their vows before them spoken, he pulled out of her body, leaving a third of himself in her, before slamming back in. Ember roared in deafening pleasure, as a massive spike of it wracked her body. He grasped her body tightly with his own. His front claws wrapped her own, his tail tightly wrapped around hers, his hind legs pressed tightly to her own and his mouth pressed to her own in a draconic kiss.

He pulled back out and slammed in again, repeating the process while his mate moaned out loud. The cave echoing with their pleasure and love making, no doubt heard by passers by. Yet that made no difference to them, for their love was well known.

Shard began a powerful rhythm of pistoning in and out of his mate, causing unrelenting waves of pleasure for them both. The very ground beneath them formed puddles of their combining fluids, mostly from her, as he madly mated with his soul heart.

Every thrust had a reason behind it, far from it just being pure lust, as he loved this dragoness with all his heart. The pure unrestaint and undying love he had for Ember was why he needed to make her a mother. He wanted nothing from her but love and happiness and if he felt that was to start a family he also wanted, by the gods, he would make it happen!

He wanted to mate with her everyday to make sure she was egg heavy and then when she bore her egg, do it all again if she so desired! The denied pleasure for the years and decades that have passed them, was pure hell with how they knew they were ready yet but the powerful moment had come for them both. As dragon and dragoness bonded in ways only they knew how to in the strongest of forms.

Shard was relentless in his pursuit to fill his mate with his seed. The approaching orgasm seemed so far, but yet was within distance, as he continued to pound into her form. He would not stop until he had completely flooded her womb, making every drop count for them both.

Ember was a mental mess, as she could not think long enough in her state to feel or think anything else other than the pleasure her lover was giving her. The strength of his thrusts was just unparalleled to before attempts and the fact that the heat in their bodies was amplified a thousand fold. Their previous matings were tame compared to this and if only the fact that she was trying to get pregnant, made this even more imaginable.

Her body was spasming from the constant state of bliss, the amount of fluids that could leave from the quenching tightness of their organs, creating a fountain of fluids in their wake. She had no care in the world other than his love and this moment. Her mind refused to think or say otherwise as the thrusting interrupted any thoughts formed.

Shard continued his lustful assault on her body, knowing and feeling the orgasms that she was having. The tightening of her walls at each one achieved, her legs quivering and begging to relax. By now, she had lost the energy on her hind legs, only for him to lower his own, support them both and continue his relentless thrusting on her. He then leaned down and bit her neck, gaining a better grip on her as he doubled his efforts on her.

The cave echoed their squelching fluids, the powerful smacks of their bodies and the moans of his beloved dragoness. By now a half dozen orgasms had left her and he was now approaching his first, a hindsight to how much of a strong will and endurance he had to keep up with her.

The feeling of it was fast approaching, starting internally and working its way down. He growled loudly into her neck, indicating his fast approach. Ember could feel it, knowing that this was it, this was the moment that would solidify their love for one another beyond just hearts.

The start of happiness and love beyond was with the family they were going to start and it began with a mightiest of roars.

Lovers became one, hearts completely merged and souls bloomed together, as Shard got a strong bite on her neck, while his whole body clenched around her own. Ember let the loudest roar of her life shake the very cave walls as she climaxed at the exact moment her other half of her soul did.

Shard slammed into her three times, lifting her off the floor completely at each instance, as he released his strongest burst of seed into his beloved mate. The sheer volume and strength bulged from base and up, shooting out of his tip and directly into her womb. Her walls squeezed him tightly and constricting them both to never let go one another in the height of euphoric pleasure.

Ember spasmed and tossed, only held down by his larger, stronger form tightly as he continued to flood her womb with his seed. The very same womb that was slowly expanding and a small bump forming on her belly as it almost had nowhere to go.

By this time, he had fully buried himself in her, not daring to give it a second thought of impregnating his beloved. He clamped hard on her, threatening to hurt himself in the process but uncaring as he made sure he gave her everything he had to her and more.

For almost a full minute, their body was in a state of bliss, nearing Elysium standards of heights. Both dragons held onto that moment, trying to extend it as much as possible and trying to prolong that wonderful memory deep into their hearts, as they never ever wanted to forget this beautiful moment. The world to them didn’t matter, as if it were to have ended in that moment, the shock would only come after this, and still be not as memorable in the memories.

After the longest and most enchanted moment of their lives ended, did they rest. Both dragons collapsed with Shard still on top of Ember and his shaft softening enough to where a large torrent of their fluids expelled from her hole and in between their legs, leaving a very stringy and wet mess. Yet they could not care any less.

Their hearts were hammering still, as they came off their high, with both breathing heavily and just enjoying the afterglow of their orgasms. Calling it anything else other than the purest form of love and merging of souls was inadequate and wordless.

Ember had settled softly down from the state of bliss and lust, with tears falling down her face as the enjoyment of it was beyond fulfilled at the feeling of being loved, cared and given a chance to be a mother. Years of it never crossed her mind until after Shard and her fully embracing their love to one another and being approved by friends and allies alike. Two souls opposite of each other, brought by fate of unlikely ways, gave them something to achieve in a form that was left in the very stars themselves. He gave her his heart and soul and she did the same. But more so, she was giving him a family he never had before, a chance to have something that he could never have imagined and a chance that he never believed was achievable. It just so happens to involve her own peace too.

By now, Shard had recovered and was resting on top of his mate, his heart, his other part of his soul, while the afterglow slowly dissipated. Their love making was done but will continue long after, with more potential chances of extending for many years to come. His heart was at peace, his mind perfectly content with what had happened and the very essence of his soul was saved by one he did not expect to be.

Ember, daughter of Torch, the same one who imprisoned him many years ago. But also Ember, the Dragon Lord, the savior of his life and the part of his heart and soul that would ever belong to.

He licked her tears up, still keeping his whole body on her, making sure that he never ever left her at this moment. He whispered sweet words of love, care, support and an eternity of worship as they would start their family.

This being a night forever in their hearts and minds, as the dragon who was onced destined for darkness, was slowly ripped from it to be part of a new light.

Yet none could see what the future truly held…

Months would pass for them both and truth to their constant love matings, Ember was not barren and held the signs of egg within. Her belly grew slightly but so did the amount of care and support not just from her lover, but from their friends as well.

Despite certain changes in Equestria, Spike, Smolder, and Twilight offered support to the duo by providing luxuries and items for their eventual transitions to becoming parents. Many of the new advancements of learning about dragon anatomy were so that body support, comfort and care were provided, as well as useful commodities such as a filtered drinking water system, polished and nutrient filled gems and food, along with egg carrying satchel and more items.

Both have never felt so blessed to have these kinds of friends and love. Spike and Smolder were on their way to having their own, so it was essential that they remained close and having comfort between one another for years to come, so the family would grow as well.

It would be many moons before Ember was finally due and with it came one of the most unusual but well established parts of laying eggs for Dragons. It all begins when the male drake is there for his dragoness to support and provide comfort inside their own home.

Ember gave a soft moan of discomfort and slight pain as the small contraptions came. Her egg was coming sooner than expected and she knew it was just one. However, a feeling of her beloved tongue upon her opening nethers was a relief, as he lapped at her opening and lubricated her to ease the slippage of her egg. Though most mates did this to help, it also provided a unique sensual sensation for the dragonesses who enjoyed egg-laying. A playfulness came, if they weren’t in too much pain, that they would play with the egg to slide in and out of them, with the help of their mate.

The dragoness would push out the eggs from her, only for her mate to gently push back in while lapping at her still gaping opening. This created a sexual feedback from laying that had the dragoness in more pleasure once the eggs were well lubed by saliva, birthing fluids and secretions. The result was too say… different from other species as it would become a most enjoyable way of laying eggs. Ember was no different.

Shard fully buried himself into his mate and lover, trying to make this experience memorable as well as easier for her. The mixture was different then when he normally is tasting her vent, but still had a favorable outcome though the moment he dug deep enough, did he taste and feel the texture of the egg. “You are almost there, my love. Just keep pushing,” He encouraged as he lapped in between her walls to help her out.

Ember moaned as he continued to ease her discomfort and morphed into a pleasurable experience, it still felt wonderful knowing she had such a mate like him. As he continued, the feeling of the egg pushing further and further out until it passed a certain area of her walls, caused her to spasm lightly and sent a small torrent of juices to his face, just as the egg slid further and further out. “I see it, almost there my love.”

The dragoness moaned until finally, she felt the egg stretch her outer walls and slide from her opening, where a light orgasm left and she sighed in relief. Shard gently grasped the egg in his claws, though as he did, he was left speechless.

Ember didn’t hear anything and tried to look at him. “S-Shard, did the egg come out fine?” No response. Worry slowly consumed her. “Shard?”

From behind her legs, she saw her mate holding the egg before slowly turning to her. “What was the prophecy that your father told you about… an egg of Pure White?” He asked, as he showed her their egg, which was indeed pure white, but not just white like with other species. It almost sparkled, not with fluids of its own volition and had a certain texture different to normal eggs.

For a moment, no dragon said anything, but Ember felt fear crawl up her spine as she thought that not only was a part of a ridiculous prophecy coming to fruition, but also the fact that neither her nor Shard’s bloodline had any white scales. A difficult explanation would be something of infidelity, which Ember quickly tried to deny.

“S-Shard… P-Please, y-you know that I-I would never be with-”

“I know,” He responded softly, pulling close and gently handling the egg to her. He brushed his head to her own to ease her worries. “We have never been far apart enough for you to be with another. And… your heart is far too strong to leave me for that.” Tears left her as she was overwhelmed with emotion in the moment, not just in happiness but joy that he trusted her to the fullest extent. That despite what this could mean for both of them, he was still willing to stay with her for as long as they lived.

She softly cried as he held her and their egg close, feeling the gentle warmth that was pulsing from within, with life that would eventually emerge within a week or so. As she held onto him, he leaned into her ear and whispered, “No prophecy or legend will keep me from loving you or our newborn. I will die to protect you both and love you with my heart, forever.”

He then wrapped his body around her, still not letting go as she expressed her emotions and love for her mate and the egg, feeling that those stories of the past would not ruin her family. Tiredness won out and both dragons settled into a gentle sleep of pure happiness.

A week would pass as the two dragons kept their eye on the egg, blowing it with hot fire to continue its growth. While most dragons would go to the nesting grounds and leave their eggs by the underground lava stream to be born there, Ember and Shard opted to do it themselves and keep the egg near a personal lava bath to help it grow that also came with the many tools and accessories provided to them by their friends. Occasionally, they would set a kindle at night to keep it hot and ready.

On that night, when Ember had fallen into a deep sleep, Shard continued to blow fire upon the pure white egg. As he did, the first sharp crack formed on the egg, followed by another as it continued to shake and stir. He paused, turning to see if his mate was hearing it, but heard her soft snore, opting to let her rest.

He peered close as he watched little by little, his hatchling emerging from their egg. “Come now, my little one, come experience the world.” He encouraged me.

That seemed to work as the final cracks showed the form of pure white scales emerge from the shell and finally, the lower half erupted with eggshells exploding from below, leaving the top half. He slowly reached down and with a gentle claw digit, pulled the top half of the egg, showing the hatchling to the world, and their father.

Gray eyes met gray eyes, as he saw two little stubby horns with a blunt snout, pure white glowing scales and a small form that saw its first parent. Their eyes blinked, a small yawn leaving it before it crooned and stared up at the giant being that was its father.

He pressed close to it, letting her feel the touch of its sire. As he did, the hatchling pressed back, slowly albeit clumsily touching his snout with a short front paw. The white hatchling then sniffed at him, trying to register that this was its father and that it may be its protector.

Natural exchanges were made as they sniffed and touched one another until both were seemingly content with one another. He slowly leaned in and scoop up the hatchling where it was barely half his claw size and cautiously pulled it up.

He studied it further with his gray eyes meeting its own. A few sniffs told him that his hatchling was female. Emotions were not really given from fathers to their new hatchlings other than pride and boasting to others. Yet, this hatchling that was his, made his heart beat faster, his urge to curl around her to protect her from the world and to never let her out of his sight, blurred just the few feelings he had. However, the first words were not the ones he would have chosen to say in front of his mate.

“So you are the one destined to end me, my sweet daughter?” He asked, as if she would have an answer. His newborn daughter blinked lazily at him, the energy it took to break from her egg, leaving her exhausted. He gave a small sniff and gave a gentle lick across her whole form, causing her to stiffen a slight with the action but noting the warm and gentle feeling her father was giving her and the comfort that her father brought her. “Well, hear me, my daughter. I am your father, and that over there, is your mother,” He said as he pointed with his other claw to the sleeping form of Ember.

Her gray eyes saw her mother for the first time. “I want you to understand that we do not believe in prophecies or tales of grand times. We choose to make our own fate, our own choices and we will not let those around tell us what will happen. You can choose to be something more than a tale of a future ender of my life and my mate, your mother, can choose to raise you to be the kindest, loving, and most beautiful soul out here. I… I however will raise you to be strong, smart and to not let anyone tell you how to live your life.”

He carried his daughter over to his sleeping mate as he circled her and placed her near her mother’s head. The hatchling stumbled a bit as she tried to crawl to her mother, managing to move forward and touch her mother’s snout. “We will always be here for you, we will always love and no matter the outcome, you will have us in your heart forever. So be it, I swear and… so will your mother.”

The hatchling pressed herself against her mother and inhaled her scent before leaning against her and settling down by her. Ember subconsciously inhaled her new daughter, taking it in and sighing in contentment in her sleep. Shard laid his head near her own and watched as his daughter fell into a quick sleep.

“Good night my daughter, I pray for a grand future for you, with love and care from us both. You are the light in our hearts now.” He closed his eyes and allowed the warmth of a family being born, consuming his heart with light and hope, forever vanquishing any darkness in his heart.

The Blackest Night, ended by the Glow of White, sending the Ashes of a Dead Heart, into the Gales.

Author's Note

Thank you for enjoying this short little odd trip with me. This one had a weird place in my heart for what it was now. The ending is a bit ambigious because its more or less how one can see it or others would see it. If the prophecy already fulfilled or not is left to interpretation and for the reader to decide. The ending seems a bit more odd for a clop but i enjoyed writing it nonetheless.

I would also like a few people here to enjoy hear my voice in the Barcast, if you want to know a bit more about me and some shenanigans. So pleace give this interview a chance with barcast here!