Spike stood on the floor in front of the door, his nails on the knocker. His stomach twisted as if he had swallowed a rock. The cold northern wind of Griffonstone bit at his scales. However, this wasn't what made his limbs heavy. It was everything that led up to this point. After loving Rarity for so many years, only to fail every single time. He winced and clenched his claws just thinking about it. There was one chance, a final risky move that he could make. That was the point of being here far from his wife's lovely but obvious judgemental gaze at this moment. An ever so bold question he wanted to ask. No, this was a need, a final chance that he had to reach for.

He stared at the door with the same level of daggers Rarity should be giving him for this abrasive action. His palms were sticky from the sweat seeping from his nerves. There was no other way, they tried every way possible. He had to go and find her, he had to ask. Don't be so cruel of calling it a demand. No, this was a plea for help. Even if she had the right to say no, even if he might have to explain everything. This was all he could do, it was his last card in the deck.

A deep breath. A single knock. A long everlasting moment of silence peppered by slow steps toward the door. His hand retreated as soon as he heard the clicking of the latch. The hinges of the door squeaked open. It took a few blinks to adjust beyond the threshold of her home and realize who was standing there.

A tall and lean grey griffiness in spare attire, modest cleavage bouncing by in an all too familiar shredded crop top, barely held together by clothes pins and mini-jeans barely hiding those incredible thighs. A smirk formed across her beak. "Oh... I didn't expect you to show up so randomly." Gabby tried to sound annoyed, maybe angry, but she was blushing intensely.

"I see you never threw away our favorite shirt." Spike rubbed the back of his head and turned away from the spicy view.

Her blush intensified upon remembering what she was wearing in that moment. "Fuck you, it's my day off! This is just... very comfortable." She turned her head and huffed, crossing her wings. "Why is there a married dragon at my front door anyway?!" Her voice raised at the word 'married' as if it hurt her so much.

Spike was quick to catch on that Gabby wasn't exactly thrilled about the surprise visit. "Listen, I know this is weird-" He stopped as she stopped her foot on the floor. Seeing her reach to slam the door on his face, he stopped her with a firm, but soft grip. “Whatever it takes,” he murmured softly, his voice barely audible.

Her eyes widened at his touch. She couldn't deny how warm and soft his palm was. Trying to not shiver with delight, Gabby slowly turned around to face those emerald green eyes. "What's wrong, Spike?" she asked, her voice filled with worry and concern.

"I've come here because..." He struggled to spit it out, the words got caught in his throat. "It's because... I..." His lips quivered, his claws dug into the door. It took a second and a third deep breath to get it out. "Can I step inside... We need to talk." Sure this was bypassing his chances to just scream it out, but he also feared saying it so loud right outside her door might lead to others hearing him. Embarrassment and humiliation, both were the same thing in this moment.

"Oh. I'm not sure I want to invite a heartless married dragon into my house." She frowned and crossed her arms, puffing her cheeks and but trying to not pout like a weak child.

"Gabby, please, let's just talk. Just as old friends, please--" He was stopped as she slapped him across the face.

"We were never just friends!" Gabby shouted in response, a tear forming in the corner of her eye. "Don't think I've forgotten the way you played me, you piece of shit." She was ready to punch him, only for him to drop all defences. Her eyes softened as he refused to stop her.

"I know, and I'm sorry," he admitted. He bowed his head, not daring to meet her eyes. "It was never an act."

Her rage softened and she crossed her arms again, leaning against the doorpost. "Why... Why are you here?" She sighed and closed her eyes.

"It's...Just..." He struggled, once again. "Please... just let me step inside and I'll explain." Dodging the bullet again and yet as she finally parted away to let him inside he froze. He sighed and looked at the entrance. It wasn’t just a path he had took in years. It was a barrier he had not crossed once since he asked for Rarity's hand. Hesitation building up inside him made his legs feel like iron.

"Come on in," Gabby repeated, seeing the long gaze in his eyes. "Nothing changed since you were last here."

"A lot... has changed." He winced and stepped into her home. It was almost surreal. The smell, the feel, the look. Everything was still the same. From the couch where they would snuggle on and watch movies, to the kitchen where he would make her incredible meals in the morning. His eyes inadvertantly ran up the stairs to the bedroom. Moans and grunts echoing in his mind, his hands wrapped around her incredible thighs, the bed shaking and... and...

He waved his head back and forth. Those events were long gone. This wasn't why he was here. No, his mission was too important to get distracted by old memories. The past was dead, no matter how much it burned. The slap on his face was proof of that. And yet, this was his only chance to make this choice. A bold question that would forever change their very broken relationship.

Gabby had noticed his eyes wandering around the house. She felt the tension in his body, his muscles were tight and stiff. Her anger was slowly dying down, replaced with curiosity and a bit of excitement that she tried to deny. She couldn't avoid his presence was having an impact on her. A smile formed across her beak as she saw the familiar glimmer in his eyes. Almost hoping that whatever he was thinking about in this moment, it involved her.

Hearing the door close behind him, Spike took a deep breath. "Gabby, listen," he finally broke the silence, his voice sounding a bit too nervous and unsure. "I know you're upset about what happened." His eyes glanced up and down her figure, noticing the familiar curves that he loved so much. His cheeks flushed with a soft tinge of pink. "Many nights... I've regretting such cold actions."

"Spike, don't." Gabby stopped him and sighed. She leaned against the couch, closing her eyes. "We had fun.. so much fun." her body shivered and twisted around. "But neither of us matured in those... horny nights..." Her face turned so red. "And you found someone else and moved on." Her tone was a mix of bitterness and slowly dipping into hate. "You left me... for that harlot!" She growled at him, her beak grinding and her talons clenching. "So tell me, why are you here?"

"Please, calm down," Spike pleaded. "I know you're pissed at me. You have the right to hate me." His claws dug into his palms. "But I came here with a reason." His breath hitched, his heart pounded against his chest. "You see... it's not easy to explain."

Gabby sighed and pinched her brow, rubbing her temple. "Just spit it out... You horrible hunk of muscles." She grumbled under her breath and sat down.

Spike’s head was filled with doubt. What if she said no? What if she said yes and everything would be great. No, more likely she would scream at him with so much rage and everything would go horribly wrong? His heart raced as his eyes wandered to her features. Those long legs, the modest cleavage, those... incredible thighs. How could he ask so a horrible thing of her? Just how would she react? What would her answer be? It took him a minute of gathering his courage, his strength, and his words.

"Gabby... we tried everything. All the doctors say that it's not possible for us." His voice was shaking as he dropped to his knees.

Gabby tilted her head, as she always did when trying to put the pieces of a puzzle together, and narrowed her eyes in concern. "What are you going on about?" Her confusion increased. "I don't care what happening with that cold and rich harlot!"

"No! What I mean to say..." Spike raised his claws to her talons, gripping them tightly. "Listen, Gabby, it's not easy for me to ask you this. So a cold and selfish act goes against everything our marriage represents... but you're our last hope."

"Last... hope?" Gabby's eyes widened. She was not following, not make sense of his ramblings. However, she could see the utter desperation in his eyes. The way he was shivering, his claws held onto her for dear life as if something else was threatening to rip him away in an instant. "Spike... just say it."

"Yes... you see... I don't want to ask you this. I wish we had another way... but we're out of options." He sighed, his emeralds shivered into a waterty mess. "It's been over three years and... and nothing has changed."

Gabby leaned forward, placing a talon under his chin and raising his head up. Her rage was completely gone, and all the softness that stole his heart all those years ago bloomed so brightly in her gaze. "Spike, tell me... What is the matter?"

"I wish I didn't have to ask you. I hate myself for this..." He bit his lip and just blurted it out. "I wish to impregnate you!!" His words stopped her in her tracks and left the griffiness ever so quiet. He could see the doubts in the distance of her eyes and tried to explain. "Rarity and I... we're trying to start a family, but dragon and pony DNA... they don't mix. We've tried everything from magic to science and potions. Nothing works!!" He screamed out in panic. "I... I need your help."

Gabby leaned back on the couch. Her face flashed from a deep red to an utter pale white, before slowly peppering back the red. As if her mind was racing at a mile a minute, trying to process everything including her answer. "You... you can't be serious. Is my heart a fucking joking to you!"

"Gabby, listen, we're desperate. Please, there's no one else we can ask." Spike's claws held onto hers tightly. He raised his hand to her cheek, catching her tears. "There is no one else I would dare ask... You are our only option."

"Why? Damn it, why?! Gabby yanked his hand away and crowed out like a bird. "Why me?!?!"

"Because... because..." He hesitated took a deep breath and leaned back up to her face. "Gabby... I'm still in love with you."

Gabby's eyes went so wide and her beak moved faster than her mind could process. Despite all her denials, hateful spit and wrathful venomous, she couldn't stop herself from the kiss. It was like a magnetic pull. Something that could never be avoided after hearing those words she longed for. After three years of trying to get over him, the pain, the anguish, the suffering. It meant nothing when tasting him again.

Spike was just as shocked by her reaction, let alone her answer. Even so, despite his own reservations he didn't resist and gave in. His arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her off the couch, pushing her onto the ground. His body pressed down onto hers. It felt so familiar and comforting as his claws traced over her shape. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, swirling and tasting every inch of her beak.

Gabby moaned into his jaws, her talons digging into his back. She had never expected him to come back. Nor the words that followed. Her heart raced, her blood boiled and her spine quivered at the thought of feeling his body pressing into her. Every night of loneliness and self-denial seemed so meaningless. And now that he was here, she could taste the same passion and lust she had lost.

The dragon broke the kiss, trying to get words out only for the griffins to begin kissing him over his neck and strong collar. Tearing open the fine suit, Rarity gave him the ease to open it. "G-gabby, wait..." He shivered and groaned, feeling her tongue trace over his abs and belly button.

She ignored his pleas and kissed her way down to his crotch, tugging his zipper down with her teeth. A gasp escaped her throat as she watched his massive and thick shaft flop out of his pocket, already growing hard. Her eyes were locked onto his dick, remembering the taste. She opened her mouth wide and began to suck on his tip with a single quip on the matter. Her tongue lapped up and down his slit, trying to coax him out.

"Fuck," Spike cursed and ran his fingers through the feathers on her head. "You're tongue still feels... like incredible sandpaper on my bony cock."

Gabby smiled as she felt his cock twitching in her mouth, the edges of her peak pressing around the tip and her tongue lapping his underside. It was intoxicating and addicting. Her wings wrapped around his hips, her talons tracing along his sack and squeezing the balls inside. Her tongue slid deeper down his shaft pushing his tip against her throat. Her eyes watered and her mind was clouded with so many familiar lustful emotions. The scent of his musk filled her nostrils and sent shivers down her spine.

Spike's grip tightened, his body trembled, and his legs felt like they were about to give out. He hadn't had sex with Gabby for so long, not since their horrible break-up sex just hours before Rarity's wedding day. And despite being so loyal to the mare of his dream, he couldn't help but feel an addiction coming back to him. His claws traced over her face as hips began thrusting into her face.

Gabby gagged and moaned, her beak stretched out wide and her throat bulged. Every bob and twist made her body shiver and her heart flutter. The griffiness responded by gripping his ass and holding her face still. Swirling her tough tongue against his scaley cock as the dragon slowly took command. Her eyes rolled back and her throat bulged harder and harder. A loud audible gag escaped her and she began to hum, sending a vibration of pleasure coursing up his spine.

Spike hissed and gritted his teeth, his claws digging into the floor. "Gabby, I'm going to..." He groaned and thrust faster into her face, feeling his cock throbbing and pulsating. She could feel the dragon's body tensing, his legs shivering and his claws shaking. She had forgotten just how wonderful the taste of his cock was. The way he throbbed and twitched, the sound of his growls, and the heat that was burning up his scales. Every sensation was driving her mad, and the smell was sending her into a blissful euphoria.

He threw his head back and roared out some green flames, his shaft erupting into her mouth. Hot dragon seed poured out and coated her throat. Her eyes went wide and her body went on autopilot, shaking and slurping down the white ooze. Her mind went numb and her thoughts were replaced with an utter haze she adored feeling once again.

The moment his orgasm died down, he pulled out and a small dribble of cum escaped the corner of her beak. Her chest was heaving, and she looked at him with an almost begging gaze. As if he had given her a drug she desperately needed and wanted more. A soft whine escaped her throat as the dragon took a few steps back.

"I'm sorry." Spike was panting heavily and struggling to stay on his feet. "Gabby, I..."

"Don't you fucking dare?" She reached up her shredded shirt. With a few quick plucks, the clothespin broke and her breasts flung out. Opening her legs, she offered herself up. "Please... I need to feel that forked tongue... in my pussy."

"G-gabby... please, I didn't mean to... I couldn't control myself." Spike's cock was still throbbing and leaking, the scent of her arousal making him feel so weak and dizzy. His words couldn't make any arguments for his body. The dragon dripped down and groped her chest while locking his jaws on her mini-jeans, ripping them off with a single pull.

Gabby gasped, her tail twitching and her wings spreading open. Moans escaped her lips at his tight grasp on her nipples and snout pushing down her crotch. "Please, Spike, make me feel better!" She begged and leaned back all the wall. "Please, taste my iron thighs once more." Her words were so sincere and desperate. "I want you to make me feel better."

"Gabby... I'm married." He growled softly, trying to find reason and failing as his tongue pushed into her pussy. His lips locked around her folds and he sucked on the juices that were coating his forked appendage. Her taste, the warmth, her scent. All of those familiar tastes raced back so fast. His eyes widened and he gripped her legs with his wings, pushing her legs up and spreading them open.

The griffin screamed out in utter joy, her pussy throbbed and squirted out onto his tongue. She arched her back, her talons digging into the floor and her iron thighs clamping shut around his face. "Oh fuck, Spike!" Her hips thrusted forward and she felt the dragon's claws tightening their grip on her nipples. He was sucking and slurping, licking and tracing every inch of her inner walls. His tongue was just as good as she remembered.

Spike couldn't fight it. He couldn't deny how good Gabby's pussy tasted. His cock was leaking a puddle of precum and the griffiness was rocking her hips forward over his face, up and down. Her juices were dripping onto the floor, coating his chin and making her feathers stick to her thighs. She was panting, her heart was racing, and her mind was swimming. She knew it was wrong, that it was cheating, and that Rarity might not forgive her if she found out how much both of them were enjoying this. However, the blissful heat that was consuming her body made it all too easy to ignore such rational and morally correct thoughts.

The dragon's tongue pushed deep into her walls, slandering over her womb, swirling and lashing out. His wings squeezed and rubbed her thighs, pushing her legs even further up. His eyes were focused and determined, and his mind was clouded with the smell of her pussy. It was a delicious mix of her sweat and her lust. His tongue began to twist and coil, slithering around inside her and pushing deeper and deeper.

"Fuck!! Yes, Spike! Deeper, taste me more!" Gabby begged and moaned, her entire body was trembling and shaking. The room was spinning, and her eyes were rolling back into her skull. "Fuck yes!!" She cried out and slammed her hands into his scalp. She grabbed him by the frills and shoved his snout deep into her crotch. His tongue was now pressing hard against her cervix. Her beak opened up wide and her voice echoed into the heavens. "Spike... I'm cumming! Fuck!!"

Her entire body erupted into a powerful orgasm, her pussy clamping around his tongue and her juices spraying all over his face. Spike's eyes went wide as his snout was trapped inside her. He didn't fight it, his claws dug into her thighs and he held her in place. His wings pinned her legs back, forcing her to squirt right on his snout and face. He drank it up, tasting her juices and slurping them down until her high cascaded over.

She finally released her grip, and the dragon was able to pull his face back. His eyes were a bit dazed, and his brain was fuzzy from the lack of air. But his cock was still rock so, and the need to feel her tight and wet folds around his shaft was burning deep inside. "Gabby..." He whispered while slowly standing up. "This has gone too far... But I need... I need!"

"Fuck me, Spike." Gabby's eyes were half-lidded, and her voice was a mixture of pure lust and exhaustion. She wrapped her arms around him as he picked her up. "Make me feel whole again. Make me forget about those long lonely nights without my loving dragon." Her talons stroked his cheeks, wiping a few bits of her juices off his chin. "Please, give me your cock. Make my body burn with your seed."

All resistance faded as he locked lips with her. Spike lifted her legs, spreading her pussy open. His hips thrusted forward and his shaft pushed into her entrance. He groaned, her pussy was so wet and slick. Her insides felt so good, his shaft pulsating and her walls clenching. The heat was so addicting, the feeling of her breasts pressed into his chest and her talons digging into his back. Every inch was driving him mad, and the taste of her beak was the only thing keeping him grounded.

"So big... I've missed this dick." Gabby moaned and shivered, her mind was spinning and her legs were twitching.

"Gabby, your pussy feels so incredible," Spike hissed, his claws rubbing her iron thighs with such familiar embrace. He was slow at first, his tip rubbing and pressing against her walls, the edge of his cock deeper and deeper with each push. "Show me the power of those thighs!" He ordered her.

Gabby grinned and squeezed her inner muscles, trapping his dick deep inside her. She could hear the dragon grunt and growl in response, fucking her harder. His cock throbbed and swelled, fighting back with so much resolve. The pressure was so intense, her eyes widened and her toes curled. Her tail quivered, and her pussy sprayed onto his crotch.

Spike growled and groaned, throwing her body hard against the wall. He pressed his hands into the wood and his hips began to fuck her at a more rapid and intense pace. He couldn't fight back the urge to feel her walls churn and pipe his cock. The sound of their flesh slapping, the feeling of her talons on his back, her beak on his neck. Everything was exactly like it used to be, something that he never wanted to admit, but couldn't escape from.

Gabby was in heaven, her mind was completely gone, her voice was screaming his name, and her entire body was trembling and shaking. It felt so good to be fucked. It felt like it had been so long, and the way he was pounding her insides felt like a drug. Every thrust, every slam, every pound, and every push was driving her into an orgasmic high. "Yes, harder, Spike!"

He grunted and growled, his balls were slapping her ass, and his hips were ramming against her womb. His cock was throbbing and twitching, pulsating and leaking precum. He shouldn't be enjoying it this much! But the need to impregnate her was growing stronger. It was a primal urge he couldn't deny and wouldn't fight.

It was like a switch was flipped. Every thrust felt like his hips had been possessed. Pounding into her, feeling the griffinness' legs twitching, and the way she was gasping for breath. Her breasts bounced against his pecks and her tail wrapped around his thigh. The sight was driving him wild. The scent of her sweat was filling his nostrils and the taste of her pussy was lingering on his lips. His claws dug into her iron thighs, holding them open and pressing them against the wall. His eyes were locked onto hers, watching her expression. The way her beak was parted open, her eyes were watery and half-lidded, and the way her ears were flapping against the sides of her head.

"Gabby... I need to know now..." Spike could feel his seed tipping at the edge.

"I don't care what that stupid ugly harlot wants... I need to feel your cum!!" Gabby's entire body was shivering, and her wings wrapped around him. "Seed my eggs... please! Fill me to the brim." She was begging and pleading, her eyes locked on his, and her words so sincere.

That was all it took. The dragon threw his head upward, blasting out so much green flame as his cock erupted inside her. A torrent of hot white seed exploded inside her womb, flooding her tunnel. Spike's jaws slammed down on her beak, silencing her screams. Gabby took the passionate kiss with so much greed. Her entire body was engulfed in a sea of pure ecstasy, her body was convulsing, her heart was racing, and her pussy was milking his shaft for everything he had. She could feel his seed pouring into her womb, the warmth was spreading and the sensation of being filled to the brim was enough to drive her over the edge.

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Author's Note

Chapter 2 is up, so the preview at the bottom is gone.