A Dragon's Tale

Spike sipped at his cup of tea and stared at his reflection in the brown liquid. This was certainly not what he'd expected.

When Twilight had first called him in, running around in great excitement over some weird thing she'd found tucked in an older Canterlot journal, she'd told him that she'd confirmed it to be both a dragon's scale and some sort of magical talisman. A sort of ticket to a whole different world. A world, perhaps, of dragons. Spike had marveled and wondered then on what such a world might be like. An untamed wilderness full of knights and heroes,? An ancient land with elder beasts the size of mountains? An exotic locale where the true, long-forgotten secrets of dragonry might yet be discovered by a young reptile whose heart was full of hope and courage?

He had volunteered to test it immediately and with great excitement. Though Twilight was hesitant at first, his sheer enthusiasm had worn her down. Besides, someone responsible should stay behind in case anything went wrong, right? So the spell had been cast as he held the scale, there had been a whirl and flash of rainbow light and suddenly...

Suddenly he was all alone in a big, wide grassy field. Then he'd met Cassie.

He took another sip of tea. Cassie was... a dragon. No doubt about that, wings, tail, scales and crest. No more unusual than any other dragon he'd met. Bigger than him, sure, but hardly a towering behemoth. Pink instead of purple. She didn't guard a massive hoard, or wield dark and eldritch powers, or know some vital secret of the universe. If she'd been bought to Ponyville instead of him to her, nopony would have batted an eye at her arrival. In fact, if he hadn't traveled here himself via ancient and arcane magic, he could have sworn he was still in Ponyville.

This world was, if anything, even more tranquil than the one he'd left. He'd arrived to a scene of endless green fields, quiet forests, crystal-clear lakes and blue skies. It was more like Sweet Apple Acres than an Action Adventure. As much as Cassie had waxed lyrical about her many adventures there, this place seemed more like somewhere an aging dragon might retire, rather than where a young one might find his fortune. He would never admit it to the pink dragoness, but it was sort of a let-down. Of course, being the older of the pair, she noticed quickly enough anyway.

"Spike?"

"Huh?"

"Are you alright?"

"Fine. Just fine."

"It's just that you've been a bit quiet ever since you got here."

"Oh! Um... it's nothing. It's just that... this new world... this world of yours, is a little... um... well it's a little dull."

If Cassie was insulted in any way, she didn't show it. Indeed the comment seemed to amuse her as she raised an eyebrow archly.

"Dull? Well that's certainly new! Most of our human visitors we get here think of it as a grand adventure. I can't imagine how boring their world must be then."

"Humans... the furless, two-legged ponies?"

"I always thought of them as scaleless, wingless dragons."

"Yeah, I've been to that place. Me and Twilight had to stop someone taking over the world. I was a dog."

This at least seemed to surprise the dragoness, who stared at Spike for a moment with a quizzical look on her face, as if trying to figure out if he was telling the truth or not.

"A dog? Fuzzy thing, waggy tail?"

"Yup."

"Well, I can see why you'd think my world was quiet then! I'm afraid we don't have much in the way of world-threatening crises round these parts. I take it you're a seeker of fortune?"

"Well... no. I mean, I don't go seeking danger or anything. I guess I've just... been a bit restless around Ponyville lately. Unsettled ever since my wings came in. I don't really know why."

"Your wings... Dragons don't always have those where you're from?"

"Dunno, I sure didn't. I only just got 'em. So flying's been a bit of a challenge. It doesn't help that my tutors are Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy."

"Who are ponies?"

"Yup."

"Just like everyone else in Ponyville?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

"And the whole rest of the world?"

"Well... I mean there's gryphons and yaks and stuff, far away..."

"Hmmm... then I think I can understand why you're so antsy."

Spike stared. While Cassie had been very welcoming since his arrival, now her face bore an expression of... understanding. This actually worried the younger dragon; he felt as if there was... something wrong, possibly with him. Something his new friend seemed to understand, but which he didn't. He ran her words over and over in his head, looking for a spark of insight.

"I'm an ant?"

"No, not quite. You're an adolescent."

Spike looked himself over, in case some antennae has sprouted while he wasn't looking. But Cassie cut his thoughts short.

"You've just got your new wings, yes? You're older now, not a baby dragon anymore. And... you want to explore, yes? Go out and do things, be someone, discover stuff. Your body is growing and so are you. It's what happens to everyone, eventually."

"Oh. Really? That's it? Wow! What a relief! I thought it might be some sort of evil influence pushing me to destroy the land. That happens a lot, you know."

Understanding dawned on the pint-sized dragon, his posture relaxing as the revelation. He still didn't quite understand it, but if it was all just a normal part of growing up, then that was all there was to it. Twilight had to do the same thing... sort of... once she got her wings... and castle... and princessship... She'd  flown into a wall more than once, and kept him up late worrying about all sorts of inane things. It was comforting to know there was nothing wrong with him. He'd wondered, now and then, especially when-

"Well, perhaps not. I mean... it can take you the wrong way if you're not prepared. Like... well is there a special dragon in your life Spike?"

"Hmmm...? Well Ember's a good friend -and dragon lord! And Smoulder... well she's around, but she's friends with-"

"No, I mean a special dragon... more than just a friend."

"Oh. No. I mean... there's Rarity..."

At the very thought of the alabaster pony Spike's entire demeanor changed, as he looked into some thoughtful reveille that only he could see. Smiling in a distracted way as visions of the white mare danced through his mind. Cassie nodded to herself, as she watched her new friend stare dreamily at a patch of wall, suspicions more than confirmed. This little guy had it bad.

"She's nice is she?"

"She's... amazing. Coat like an opal, mane like spun amethyst, eyes like-"

"Oh. A pony too?"

"The best pony..."

"You love her, huh? Feel strange when you're around her? Hot and jittery, unfocused... your body doing weird things at the sight of her?"

"Yeah... I- wait..."

This diagnosis was eerily accurate enough to shock the young dragon out of his daydream. It was very, very true that Rarity had been... that he had been... well there had been difficulties lately. Things... going wrong with him whenever he was near her that were more than just the usual tongue-tied infatuation he'd suffered since the first day they'd met. Was that also a part of growing up? Did... did Cassie know what was happening to him? Because he sure didn't.

"How... how do you know that?"

"Oh, you could say I was tipped off..."

Something in the older dragon's tone drew Spike's attention, as well as the way she wasn't looking right at him anymore. Not face-to-face, her gaze was now set a little lower. His own dropped to where she was staring and he yelped.

"Sorry! I didn't notice that was... that I was..."

"No, no. It's fine. Just what I'd expect from a dragon your age. They're... a little hard to control."

Spike blushed, his purple scales blooming into a deep maroon at his sudden embarrassment. He tucked both hands between his legs and grit his teeth at the sudden jolt of pleasure that shot up his spine as the emerging tip of his maleness was inadvertently stroked. Not that he knew what it was, or why it felt so good to touch, or why it insisted on doing this seemingly randomly, especially when Rarity was close.

"It's just... some kinda weird tail, or horn or something!"

Cassie giggled.

"A lower horn, yes. I've heard it called that. You're horny, as some would put it. It's fine, just another sign that you're developing into a mature dragon."

"It is...?"

"Oh yes, trust me on this."

Spike was doubtful. He had a great number of ideas of what an adult dragon was. Tall, powerful, strident... None of them involved a weird pink horn poking out between their legs. He'd begun to wonder if it was some strange magical affliction that had been set upon him, like cutie pox or horn curl. So while it was once again a relief to be told this was a perfectly normal thing for a dragon to have, he was still rather confused about how exactly it would make him a real dragon.

"I mean... it's just that none of the other dragons I've met had one, or said anything about something like this. None of the ponies either, and I know a lot of ponies..."

"Oh yes. It's a very... private thing. Something kept only between two dragons... most of the time anyway. Believe me, all the- all the male dragons you've met have one. It only makes an appearance when needed. For.. egg magic. It's usually tucked away. We dragons are like that."

As if to emphasize her point, Cassie leaned back, exposing her underbelly to her smaller companion until she was almost laying on her back, only her tail propping  her somewhat upright. A candy-pink hand slipped down the scales of her stomach and Spike's gaze locked onto it for reasons he couldn't quite explain, until it reached the gap between two scales tucked midway between her legs. A claw hooked in and tugged, pulling the scales apart and revealing more pink within, warm, gleaming and in an inscrutable way, inviting. Spike felt a renewed throbbing between his own legs, his length pushing out another inch and pressing against the paws trying to hold it back, making him shudder once more. A second later Cassie's hand withdrew and her scales slipped back as if nothing had been there at all. Completely unnoticeable. But for the young dragon that mere glimpse had been electrifying. His heart was pounding in his chest, his throat dry, his muscles tensed. He didn't know what he'd seen, but it had been important.

"I... I uh...."

"Hee hee! I got your attention, I see."

"I... I..."

"Oh don't worry, you need to relax. Yes, this is all new and strange, but you won't get anywhere getting all worked up about things. Here, just let me help."

Cassie's voice was calm and level, laced with a sugary undertone like a spoonful of honey. Spike was still pinned to the spot, stiff with excitement and nervous worry. He didn't move as the larger dragon righted herself and began sauntering over towards him. She at least seemed to know what to do, taking control as she stepped deftly behind her smaller companion and wrapped her arms around him.

Spike's eyes went wide at the contact, feeling the warmth of her scales pressed against him, her larger arms pressing him back into her. It was like being embraced by a cushion. Those same arms slipped down, grasping his wrists and pulling his hands away from what they were concealing. Though he didn't resist this, it was more out of nerves than will; his limbs were still stiff with tension; locked in place. Still the pink dragoness lifted them away seemingly without effort or any awkwardness. That left Spike still snuggled into her, his peeking dragonhood now completely exposed to her bemused sight.

"There now. Nothing to be ashamed of. A male dragon's pride, in fact. No need to hide it away, not from me. It's something special, something to be used in situations like this, with a dragoness."

Spike nodded, the back of his head bumping against Cassie's chest as he did. He was confused and unsure, and very, very jittery; but his partner knew what she was doing, and what she was doing felt very nice. With his hands lifted out of the way, her hands were free to make their way back down between his legs. He swallowed nervously. He was feeling a strange, yet by now familiar desire. A wordless need that he'd been feeling at the most inopportune times around the many mares of Ponyville, but especially Rarity. He wanted something to happen. He didn't know what, or how, but he wanted it. And Cassie seemed to know this, somehow. The young dragon's eyes were transfixed on her wandering paws, his breath catching in his throat as he saw them slowly inch towards his twitching member, which had by now grown to nearly its fulll extent. He gasped as she suddenly reached out and encircled the base of his length in one paw, squeezing it firmly.

"Gnnnnkkk! Hhhh-haahh...?"

"First things first, let's see what we're dealing with..."

The sensation was electric; making the young dragon's entire body seize up and go stiff. To his surprise his hips bucked forward into his partner's grasp as he felt another inch of his member emerge from his cloacal slit. He'd never had someone else touch him like this before. He had never touched himself like this before. It felt exquisite, further stoking the rising fire within him. He wanted Cassie to touch him -to touch it more. To feel more of the strange, tingly, pleasant sensation that her paw produced when holding him there. And to his rising pleasure, the dragoness didn't seem inclined to et him go anytime soon; beginning to stroke her hand up and down his growing maleness.

"Oh. Oh that feels nice..."

"I know, and it'll feel even better soon..."

Bit by bit she coaxed him out; though truth be told, it didn't take much to ensure that his full length was exposed, throbbing and twitching, to the open air. The older dragon could comfortably hold almost his entire length in a single paw; rubbing, stroking and teasing it with deft digits as she did, each moment of pleasurable contact making Spike shudder. His gaze was still fixed on the pink palm enveloping his member, holding his complete and total attention. So preoccupied was he with what his partner's right hand was doing that didn't notice her left slip further down between his legs, rubbing up against his undercarriage. To his embarrassment the small dragon squeaked at the sudden groping of a sensitive area. Cassie's grip rubbed and stroked there too, softly massaging the smooth scales beneath his slit until he felt something sinking and relaxing. A small pair of dragon orbs became more pronounced and noticeable under his partner's skilled ministrations, descending into her palm as she fondled and rolled them about.

"But let's not forget these two, either. They're where the magic happens after all..."

The stray comment was enough to jolt Spike out of his personal reverie long enough for his curiosity to take hold.

"M-magic? So it's like a unicorn horn after all? I can do magic?"

"The oldest magic there is, the creation of new life."

"New life?"

"Of course. Do you know where baby dragons come from?"

"Uh... eggs?"

"And the eggs?"

"Mommy dragons."

"Mmm... mostly. But not without a little... yes... a little magic from a daddy dragon first."

"Wow! So can I can cast spells? Let me just... Hnnngh!"

The little dragon squeezed his eyes shut, held his breath, and concentrated, like he'd seen Twilight do before. A few seconds later he opened one eye a little, to check if he was glowing, but he wasn't. His actions seemed to amuse Cassie, who was now staring down at him with a mirthful smile, making Spike blush.

"Is that how they do magic where you're from?"

"Well.. the unicorns, yeah. I think. Their horn glows and sometimes sparks come out."

"Well, stuff comes out of dragons too, yes. But not sparks, at least not that I've seen. It's not quite that kind of magic. It's... dragon magic. Egg magic. And there's no need to try quite that forcefully; it comes naturally, when you do it right."

Spike still looked confused, at a complete loss as to what to do next. Much to his lingering regret she chose that moment to let go of him and stepped back, leaving a strange tingling chill on his scales where her touch used to be; his dragonhood twitching forlornly in the open air and to the dragon's surprise, starting to leak a silvery, clear fluid. There again was that feeling. The feeling that he wanted something to happen, wanted to do something, but didn't know what. Did she just have to touch him again? He liked the idea of that. But, how exactly were eggs involved?

"So... stuff comes out of my horn and eggs are made?"

"Ye-es, but you need me too, for the eggs at least. You can't do it alone, not really, and neither can I."

Understanding dawned on the young dragon. Now he knew what was needed.

"Ohhhh! It's like mixing potions! Like Zecora does!"

Cassie looked taken aback for a moment, but then her usual confident smile returned.

"That's right, I have al the ingredients for eggs inside me, all except for the most important one, the one only male dragons have; dragon seed."

Spike considered this revelation. The most important ingredient?

"My... seed...?"

"Exactly. For us to make eggs you'll need to put your seed inside me to... complete the spell."

"Alright. Uh... how do I do that? I mean... if I wanted to do that. Which I don't. I mean, unless you wanted to show me? It's okay if you don't. Is there a special dance or chant or something?"

"Sort of, yes. And... yes,why not? Why shouldn't we make an egg? Here, let me show you how."

With those words Cassie stepped around in front of him, walking forward with her hips swaying and her tail swishing back and forth. Spike still couldn't take his eyes off of her as she led him onwards through her dwelling, tagging behind like a lost puppy until she finally found the spot she was looking for, allowing herself to fall back properly onto a comfortable cushion. And there she laid; spread invitingly before him. Her legs kicked out wide as she looked over the smooth curve of her own stomach scales at him. Yet again her paw slipped down between her own legs, finding her cloacal slit and spreading it open with two fingers. Once again she displayed herself to her smaller partner; this time with a wry smile playing about her snout as Spike stood there, staring wordlessly.

"Come on, don't be shy, let's make some magic then..."

Spike swallowed loudly in the sudden silence, the only sound he could now hear being his heart pounding in his ears. Once again he felt frozen, pinned by Cassie's seductive gaze as if under a spotlight. He wanted to rush over to her, yet worried that if he tried to take a single step he'd topple over like a felled tree. Fortunately he didn't seem to be in control of his body anymore, his legs moving him forward as if on autopilot. Within moments he was standing right in front of the dragoness, barely a few inches away. 

And there his instincts failed him, leaving him stranded there. Suddenly his companion seemed much larger than he remembered -or perhaps he was just feeling exceptionally small. Before now there had been something... personable about her. Something that had put him at ease and made him feel at home. But now, now she was just... just lying there, somehow so imposing, like a towering pink mountain daring him to climb her slopes.

"That's it, just a bit closer now."

She spoke to him calmly, smiling in some strange, knowing way. A slow, purposeful movement made the young dragon became aware of the fact that her legs, widespread as they were, were stretched out on either side of him. They closed slowly around him, pressing int his back and nudging him forward until he practically stumbled into the rosy dragoness' embrace. Spike gasped as he felt them make contact yet again, pressing into the pale golden scales of her undercarriage. They were smooth and cool like opal gems, but soft, gently giving under the press of his small body. He reached out to stop himself falling flat onto her stomach and his hands sunk an inch or two into her ample form. He shivered as he felt his 'horn' press up against her as well, the exposed and unscaled length far more sensitive than any other part of his body. Without thinking he rubbed it up against his partner, letting out a quiet whimper as he felt it slide smoothly across slick scales. Cassie almost purred; a pleased, approving murmur leaving her muzzle.

"Almost there, alllmost there. But if you want to work your magic, you'll need to put your horn inside me. You don't want to waste any of that potent dragon seed by leaving a mess on my scales."

Spike nodded,nervously, his paws fumbling about for a moment. She was right, of course. If this was anything like Zecora's potion making then it was important not to spill any of the ingredients, especially valuable ones. He reached down and gripped his length,trying not to moan at its heightened sensitivity. Being so close to Cassie seemed to already be working some sort of strange magic on him; he'd never felt like this before. Blushing at his own inexperience the young reptile looked down between his legs, trying to aim himself without pulling back away from this wonderful embrace. Thankfully Cassie herself seemed to understand this chuckling quietly at his efforts, keeping her entrance spread for him.

"Here, let me help..."

Spike suddenly felt firm fingers gripping the tip of his horn, squeezing it gently and tugging him forward. Cassie had slipped a hand from her slit and reached out for him, softly but steadily drawing him closer to her, guiding his tip towards her heated depths. All he could do was squeeze his eyes shut, balling his hands into tight fists at the absolutely exquisite feel of another's touch in such a sensitive spot. Another's touch right there. But his eyes shot open in shock as he felt something new just a moment later. A warmth kissing the sensitive skin of his horn as it was softly laid against a spread slit. 

"A...ah!"

"There...right where it should be. But just a little bit forwards  now..."

With a deft movement Cassie's other hand shifted, reaching up to sit firmly on Spike's shoulder, leaving the smaller dragon leaning over her, a subtle but insistent pull tugging him forwards. He could feel her slit, no longer being held open, closed snugly around the very tip of his shaft, the merest hint of an entrance to her tantalizing and captivating the young reptile. Still the young dragon found himself unable to act, or even stammer out any sort of reply. This was happening, they were actually doing this. Even with just his tip inside her he could feel the welcoming warmth, the incredible sensation, unlike anything he'd ever felt before -even on such a mind-broadening day such as this. He wasn't sure he'd ever be able to-

"Hnnnnggggh!!"

Suddenly Spike couldn't control himself, a bolt of desire struck him, slamming through his body like a bullet. His hips thrust forward and slammed his length into Cassie, hilting him in a moment and holding him there, his churning balls pulling taut to nestle against her warm skin, ready to release their first ever load. There was a sudden flash of... something through the young dragon's mind, a jolt of pleasure like nothing he'd ever experienced which took his breath away. Then another, and another. Each electric shock was accompanied by a jerk and jolt from his body, and the sensation of release. An unexpected development that seemed to surprise Cassie as much as it did him. He felt a warm, almost burning heat bursting forth from the tip of his maleness and suddenly pulled back, shocked  and the strangeness of this new experience. But Cassie was there, as she always was, quickly regaining her mental balance as soon as she realized what had happened.

"Ah? Ah! Oh my... No, it's alright..."

A firm arm wrapped around Spike, pressing him close once more, stymieing his efforts to pull away. At the same time though, his partner's confidence and reassuring voice helped to calm his sudden nerves. Still worried, confused and yet incredibly pleasured, he lay there a moment, letting his body continue it's long awaited release helped by a gentle rippling and squeezing over his length, in time with the dragoness' stroking his back. Cassie's tight cloacal passage was milking him, drawing out his seed somehow, the gentle suction yet another thing holding him in place and prolonging his first ever climax.

"Shh... there we go.. let it all out, don't worry about anything. Just relax... Feels good, doesn't it now?"

Spike lay there, closing his eyes, listening to her words and feeling her welcoming cloaca undulate around him. All the while every burst of his thick pent-up emission was being  drunk by her womb, which seemed  especially eager to recieve it, having never been touched by male's seed before. All too soon the immense pleasure started to dim slightly, as he felt the twitches and spasms within himself start to go away, leaving him panting and tingling all over. Likewise he felt Cassie's body as it caressed him, her own internal fire quickly dampening, but giving the smaller dragon the distinct impression that more was wanted of him. Had that been it? The making of an egg over so soon? The fading haze of pleasure was interrupted by a striking embarrassment. He'd... made a mess of things, he was sure. And while with Cassie! Horrified he broke the strange spell binding them by looking up at her, but rather than the disappointment or anger he expected to see, there was instead a hint of amusement, a wry smile on her snout.

"Eager were we?"

"Umm... sorry. I didn't mean for-"

"It's fine, it's fine. It's your first time trying this magic after all. I was the same, starting out. The first time I realized what I could do with my fingers, well, it was quite a shock!"

"Oh, wow. I guess you've done this a lot then."

"Mmm, alone, certainly. But you'll be my first partner. I'm not that experienced, you know!"

"Oh. Huh."

Spike hadn't really thought about this; Cassie had just seemed so cool and in control all the time, he'd expected her to just know everything, like Princess Celestia. It was a bit of a surprise to learn she was, in a sense, as new to this as he was. But comforting too. Feeling his mortification subside he paid attention once more to the dampness on his dragonhood. He'd been so preoccupied he hadn't noticed the strange feeling of gentle suction on his length again. Looking down he was just barely able to make out his partner's body gently undulating in time to a soft pressure pulling him in. Some part of him knew, without having to ask, that Cassie was drawing his essence deep inside her. When he pulled out he found the motion unexpectedly difficult, and now his lower horn was leaking a strange white liquid from the tip. Well that settled it, he hadn't gone potty after all. He'd seen a potion like that before, Twilight had drunk it to see visions. Still, did that mean...

"Um... so does that mean we've made eggs now?"

"Hee hee! Not yet! If we really want to be sure, our bodies have to move as one, you have to give me everything you've got, every last drop of that 'potion' of yours. That was just... a test run. Blowing off a little extra steam. After all, you don't feel like you've finished, do you?"

Spike thought about this, and it was true. That... whatever it had been, wasn't satisfying. Disappointing really. He knew he could do better, he wanted to do better. He'd never be able to look at himself in the mirror again if that was his best performance. And, somehow, he knew his body agreed. That he had more to give Cassie, a lot more.

"Yeah. I mean... no! I mean... I can keep going!"

"Of course you can! So let's go round two, shall we?"

A subtle but sudden pressure from behind him pulled him closer to Cassie in one seamless movement. Her legs, which had crossed behind him, were now wrapped about his smaller body and had simply pulled him close. Not that he noticed or cared; what mattered was the sudden velvety heat that engulfed the entirety of his dragonhood at once. He could feel the soft kiss of their slits pressing together as he was hilted completely inside her, his dangling orbs shifting slightly as they lay across her broadly curved scales. His member,which had already become so sensitive after his sudden eruption, positively burned with the engulfing sensations. The shock and intensity of even this was such that he felt his knees go weak. He would have stumbled backwards, as limp as a wet strand of spaghetti were he not in the firm embrace of his partner.

"Come on now, stay with me, Spike. That feels good, right?"

"Uh... yuhhh huhhhh...h...h..."

The young dragon nodded and stammered a breathy reply, his breath catching in his throat. It did feel good. So very, very good. He simply didn't know how to describe it. The pleasure was so intense, so concentrated on just a few inches of sensitive flesh... He could sense it twitch and throb between his legs, eager and ready for more. He could feel the magic working; changing things inside of him. But... what did he do now? What would finish the spell, create an egg? Once more he was at a total loss as to what to do next, just sitting there, waiting. Cassie made no move to hurry him along,simply letting him bask in this newfound pleasure as the seconds ticked by, each one more awkward for the poor small dragon than the last. Finally his situation hit him anew; the fact that he was there, doing... doing this to another dragon, so close, so personal. He blushed profusely, the warmth of it tinting his scales sunset hues as it rose from the tips of his feet to blossom across his face. He hid behind his hands in a moment of blissful embarrassment, not wanting to look at the world, at Cassie. This was all so new, his very first time trying this exotic spell, and he didn't want to disappoint.

Finally he summoned up the courage to make an inquiry.

"D-do I... do I put my dragon seed in you now I mean... again...?" he asked, ever unsure.

"No. Not yet; there's another magic that has to work first, a magic that'll make you feel real good. Something that will draw out all of your seed, complete the spell."

"Oh."

Spike couldn't quite believe it; he felt real good now. The idea that he could somehow feel even better, that there was a peak beyond his current experience was almost unthinkable.

"Then what do I...?"

"You pull back, then you push in. In and out, over and over. It'll feel even better than this, trust me."

Spike nodded, mostly to himself, and swallowed nervously. He wasn't quite sure about this part; he very much wanted to stay as deep inside Cassie as he could. But she'd been right about everything else so far, so who was he to argue? She sounded so genuine, so eager for him to succeed. His whole world was her now, pink and golden yellow like a rose-fingered dawn. Eclipsing his vision and surrounding him in pillowy softness as he lay against her underbelly. Taking a moment to catch his breath he finally managed to pull back an inch or two.

"Ah!"

Once again the pleasure was indescribable. It had been a constant background for as long as he'd been inside Cassie, warm, soft and inviting. But when he moved it was something else entirely. He could feel her slick walls caressing his length, the smooth friction sending a whole new burst of sensations up his spine, like a silent firework of bliss detonating within him. Almost immediately he thrust forward again, an action borne of pure instinct. Once more the sparking sensations danced over every inch of his dragonhood and he gasped pure delight. Yet again his knees felt weak and he almost collapsed -and yet again Cassie was there, holding him next to her. That first movement, that first thrust... it had taken his breath away.

"That's it, now just keep going..."

Cassie again, smiling down at him. He could see her understanding face over the broad curve of her stomach as he stared up at her. Up until now it seemed as if she'd been guiding him to this moment, teaching him so much in such a short time. But now it was his turn to take the lead, to play his part in weaving whatever magic this was. He didn't want to let her down, and it had felt so good. So once more he moved his hips, pulling back, then pressing in.

"Oooohhhh...."

His pace was uncertain at first, shaky and uneven. But... there seemed to be a rhythm to it, a pattern his body wanted to follow. Not just to press deep inside the larger dragoness' vaginal crease but yes, to pull back. In an out, a steady rocking that just seemed natural somehow. The euphoria of each single stroke began to blend together into a new bliss. Before now he'd felt a want, a need. Something unfulfilled and unknown. But now, as he began to buck into his larger partner, he felt that need being met. Bit by bit he gained confidence and his pace began to pick up as he focused solely on his movements, letting the rest of the world slowly fade into the background. Cassie was always there, of course, like sun shining down on a warm summer's day. But she seemed content to let him find his own footing, unwrapping her legs from behind him and spreading them wide once more, offering him the fullest access to her depths.

In fact, if he wasn't mistaken, Cassie was starting to react to him now. Her breathing became quicker, deeper.He could feel her shift beneath him, settling into a more comfortable position as an inner warmth began to suffuse her body. Was he doing it right? Was the magic starting to work? Whatever the case, it felt right. As if this was how things should be, him atop and her below, their bodies moving together, weaving a spell of pleasure, working towards their final goal; an egg.

And there was something else new, he realized. Before now his body alone had been active. Cassie had presented herself as a welcoming embrace. A warmth and pleasure to press into. But now, now her body was responding to his thrusts. He could feel her inner walls caressing him, gently pulsing and squeezing. Whenever he stopped bucking into them, he could still feel a rhythmic contraction, a milking suckle from her vaginal walls that was beyond blissful. It was an encouragement to keep going; to not stop for a second and, if possible, to speed his motions. He could feel his maleness in a soft, secure grasp, one that held on to him as he withdrew and welcomed him back when he entered. He knew, somewhere deep inside, that her body was trying to draw out his seed, ready to accept it.

He used this to his advantage, pulling back further and further with each thrust now, not having to worry about slipping free. Something in the dragoness would hold him there and guide him back, the two of them acting together, bodies moving as one towards one end. As his motions became more forceful and vigorous he felt a growing wetness between his legs. This was unexpected and he found his mind wandering slightly at to what might be causing it. Was it his seed, leaking into her already? Was he just hot and sticky from the workout he was doing? But his partner wasn't complaining, so it had to be right. In fact, whatever he was doing seemed to be working its magic indeed, the dragoness making quiet gasps and moans of her own. The whole experience was happening so fast, as such an incredible rush of pleasure, that he had to wonder how much longer he could possibly hold out.

"A-aahhh! Is... This feels so good! Is it time yet?"

"Hnnnnhhhh... n-no.... not yet, little dragon. Close... Oh! So close... but not yet... Soon, soon, oh so sooo-ooOOOooonnnnn!"

Spike decided instead to focus on how Cassie was moving, because she was moving now, in earnest. Her hips were rolling beneath him, pressing her up to meet his downward thrusts, pulling back as he withdrew. The motion was smooth and steady and rocking. Spike fell forward a little bit more, his feet leaving the ground as he lay completely atop the larger dragoness, allowing his weight and her motions to aid his thrusts, his pace so rapid now he was almost bouncing on her, tail swishing through the air as he almost bucked himself off his partner with the sheer vigor of his motions. That concern was halted by a firm paw coming down on his back, the pink dragoness holding him close even as his youthful energy threatened to throw off his pace. But help came from an unexpected quarter. Another strange tingling, the feeling that something was... different.

"I uh... I think something's happening... are you... Aaah! Are you sure it..."

"Mmmmnnn... no. It's magic, but not the magic, not just yet."

Yet again something the young dragon couldn't quite describe was happening. His maleness was throbbing, twitching. Was.. was it getting bigger somehow? He could feel a slow but steady increase in tightness around the base of his length, something beyond the regular contractions of Cassie's entrance. He could feel more resistance with each stroke as yes... the base of his dragonhood was definitely growing thicker, changing somehow. It was no longer possible to maintain quick, smooth strokes; at the apex of pulling out Cassie's slit would hold onto him somehow, or... yes the new thickness at his base was getting stuck. The tightness and pressure made his eyes almost cross with the sheer intensity of sensation, before he'd pop free with a sticky, wet noise. A moment later he'd plunge back in, body moving with instinctive swiftness, groaning in pleasure as he felt his fattening length meet resistance, smacking firmly into Cassie's entrance with a moist squelch as he pressed forwards, parting her lips, stretching her each time before he'd pop back in. It was somehow even more enticing; the sudden jerks, the feeling of his dragonhood tugging free and slipping back. The incredible sensation of the growing pressure around the base of his length, the sudden release and return. 

"I... think it's getting harder...?"

"Thicker, near the base. It's... Nnnnhhh! Something some drakes have. You're going to tie me, and it'll feel incredible, Spike. Ooohhh... That's when the magic will happen!"

"It feels kinda... weird... But so... so good..."

"MmmMMMnnnn! Just- Just keep going! Follow your instincts and embrace your dragonhood! Let out your true nature and give me an egg!"

Each thrust now was harder and harder, meeting more resistance each time. Not just when he pressed in, but also when he withdrew. But rather than discourage him, this only seemed to fuel his thrusting, making him more and more eager to keep going. His pace slowed, but became more energetic, the young dragon beginning to pant with effort, grunting and gasping in pleasure each time his newly thickened cock pressed in or pulled free from his mate's greedy slit. The friction, the pressure, the force of his thrusts; each rose in tandem with the others as his scales began to glisten with the effort. The original quick excitement had burned off, revealing a white-hot core of burning ecstasy that was worth the incredible effort it took now just to keep thrusting.

But then, all of a sudden, after pushing in on time, the young dragon found he could no longer withdraw. His hips instinctively pulled back -but he remained buried deep within his partner; her muscular folds gripping him more tightly than ever, seemingly spurred to new heights of squeezing caress as Spike tugged at his hilted length to no avail.

"Mmmph! I've got you now, young drake!"

"Nnngh! I-"

"Stay with me, it's almost time, almost time! We're bound together now, tied. Our bodies are one, ready for what comes next!"

Spike heard the words but could barely process them, he was so caught up in the pleasurable mating now. His pace changed smoothly, as if his body had been expecting this, turning from vigorous thrusts to short, sharp grinds. He pressed tightly against Cassie and she in turn held him in her arms once more. No longer could he feel his dragonhood pulling free and slipping back, it was held securely in his partner's slick, hungry, milking tunnel, surrounded by her burning warmth in a way that somehow managed to feel even better than everything before this. He couldn't stop himself now if he tried; he had to keep going, pressing on towards his goal. He could feel a rising presence deep within. Not just an increasing urgency, not just the growing pleasure that had suffused his body, but a real, physical pressure. As if he were a can of soda being shaken up, ever more ready to burst forth. Yet again the young reptile was as a total loss to explain it, but it was... yes it was similar to before. When he'd... let loose in Cassie that first time. The feeling then had been so sudden, so quick that he hadn't had time to process it, but now it was far, far more definite. Looming up in front of him like a mountain of ice before a steamship. He'd ignored this sensation for some time due to the transcendent pleasure of everything else happening to him, but it had become undeniably urgent now. Stuttering a little he spoke up, wanting his partner to know what was coming.

"Aaah! C-Cassie? I think I'm gonna... gonna do it again..."

"Ahhh, really? It's -nngh!- it's fine Spike, that's the magic at work, its coming out, don't resist it!"

"If  you're sure... I think something's happening!"

"Yes, yes it is! Come on Spike, finish it! Fill me with your wonderful seed!"

With that last piece of encouragement Spike ground his throbbing length home once more, deep within Cassie's warm depths. As always he felt her clench around him, embracing his maleness in its entirety. But this time it was different, somehow. Her walls holding him with vice-like tightness, quivering with aching need. When he pulled back,he didn't budge a single inch, not enough for even the smallest grind or buck, tugging at his larger partner but being held fast. The motion triggered a firmer squeezing from Cassie's muscular cloaca, a tight, caressing grip more intense than anything before. This, this was more than mere stimulation, it was a silent, insistent and undeniable plea for his seed, the dragoness' body demanding to be filled. The signal was well received, seemingly shooting up the young dragon's spine like a bolt of lightning and grounding itself deep in his brain. In an instant his world seemed to explode.

"..."

Spike went to say something, though what he wasn't sure. An exclamation perhaps, or a moan of pleasure. But his throat was dry, his voice failed him. Not even the tiniest squeak emerged from his open mouth as the sudden release hit him. It was as if the sky above had opened up and a pillar of flame punched down and through him like the vengeance of gods. In response he flamed himself, a sharp, thin spire of incandescent green that shot from his maw with the force of a flamethrower, bright enough to light the room and banish any shadows, a silent flare of pure unleashing.

There was a sensation of sudden release, or pressure expelled. Spike felt his dragonhood twitch; once, twice, a third time as something, something that seemed as burningly hot as his flames shot from his lower horn. He could feel it bursting free, pouring into Cassie's welcoming depths as she let him pump again and again. In that moment, what small part of his mind wasn't completely enraptured by his long-anticipated release could only picture a unicorn horn at the casting of a spell. Now it was his turn, his own horn releasing the magic ingredient he and Cassie would need to make an egg. And it felt good. Amazingly, incredibly, astoundingly good. Better than anything he'd ever felt in his entire life. This, this had to be the magic, had to be the completion of the spell he'd been promised, been working towards. It was too amazing to be anything else. He could just about make out Cassie's fervent calls, in competition with the roar of his flames and the mind-melting bliss of his climax.

"YES! Yes Spike! I want you to try your hardest, give me your all, all you can give me, every last drop!"

The feeling, the ecstatic magic, flowed through him. It was like a flood, an avalanche,a wall slamming into him, picking him up and whirling him around. Were it not for the bolt of pleasure that seemingly welded him to Cassie, he felt like he might have no anchor at all, tossed aimlessly about in a whirling storm of sensation. But she was there, and he could feel himself pouring into her, pump after pump, filling her with brilliant heat. That feeling centered him, linked him somehow to reality. Slowly the hiss and roar of his peak began to fade, white to green to deep emerald, dimming and pulling back.

"HAAAHHHH!"

With a sudden gasp Spike inhaled, his flame cutting off in an instant. He'd been crying out, shouting perhaps, flaring his dragonfire with the intensity of a dying star for a time he couldn't measure and a sound he couldn't hear. But his body had to give in at some point, had to demand oxygen. He collapsed atop Cassie, panting heavily, spots dancing before his eyes as lightheadedness overcame him. And yet, and yet he wasn't done. He could still feel that incredible pleasure between his legs, the shooting bursts pumping out from deep inside him.

"Whoah... I- I'm still..."

"Yes, yes you are. You have a lot to give yet, young dragon. You've done very well so far, but we can't be certain the magic will work unless you give me everything. Every spurt, every drop. All that you have. Keep going, our bodies know what to do."

Spike was too exhausted to respond, but as always his partner was right. As the blissful pleasure faded, it concentrated. Seeping out of his limbs and sinking downwards towards his nethers. He could still feel himself rhythmically pumping, with still more to release inside the eager dragoness. But there was something else too. He could feel her inner walls contracting, stroking and squeezing. Each time his dragonhood twitched her muscular cloaca would respond in kind, pulling out his seed and greedily sucking it away. Almost a swallow as the steady contractions encouraged him to give her more and aided in taking every drop he had to give. A warm hand pressed on the back of his head, stroking down the line of firm scales that ridged his spine as Cassie tenderly stroked him.

"That's it, can you feel me? The way my body is taking in everything you offer it? This is how it should be, when dragons come together. Working together. There's no doubt now that I'll have an egg soon, and bring a baby dragon into this world. One with your strengths and mine, so make sure that you hold nothing back now!"

She grinned at him, and he could feel it, even though from his current position he could see nothing but the broad curves of her chest. That and her hands running over him; she'd been holding him tightly before, but now that the sheer bliss of his peak was over, he could feel her exploring his body once again. Her hands moved down from the small of his back,over the curve of his butt, caressing his smooth scales there, slipping down just a little further. Her left cupped his balls, fingers wrapping deftly around them to press them into her palm. He could feel her massaging them, rubbing and gently squeezing each time they contracted to push out another spurt of his seed. Her other hand strayed a little higher, up to his perineum, a thumb pressing in there and slow, firm circles.

"Nnggh... what are..."

"I told you, our bodies are moving as one. Can't you feel it? The way I squeeze you inside me at the moment your pumping? How we tense and relax and tense again in tandem? This is it, the real magic where we come together as one to ensure new life. Your body wants this, our bodies want this. Working together so intimately"

The young dragon had to admit that it did feel good; though it was a touch in the way that nobody else had touched him, though it felt strange and new, even after all he'd been through so far, he couldn't deny how right it seemed. Cassie continued to stroke and fondle him, a finger accidentally brushing right under his tail to finding the winking pucker there, something that surprised the dragoness more than anything else had while exploring her partner's lithe male form. With a quiet snicker she pressed a digit inside as it relaxed, feeling it immediately squeeze down in response.

"Oh!"

Spike's whole body tensed with it and, Cassie noted, she felt a surge of sticky seed pump into her. She'd certainly had an effect there, and she kept her hand in place, pressing lightly against the snug ring in time to the motions of both their bodies. Her roving paws held the duo closer together, adding another dimension to the lovemaking, encouraging the smaller dragon to release even more inside his partner.

"That's right, drain yourself completely into me, so that our offspring can be as strong as possible. Give me all of your virile male seed, for the good of our egg. I may even have an entire clutch if you give me enough."

Spike nodded, and lay there in her warm embrace. The rush and effort of getting tot his point had sapped his energy and tired his limbs, though his hips thrust and bucks occasionally, shifting his length around inside his larger partner. For her part however, her internal grip remained as firm as ever, not letting up for a moment of the many long minutes they spent together. The shock of climax faded to a warm, pleasant glow, like a bonfire dying down after a celebration. They remained intertwined like that for some time, locked in wordless understanding, each feeling the other's body respond, acting in accordance with instinct as their joining came to a slow and pleasant end.

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It was late when Spike finally made a move to disjoin from Cassie. He could see the dull red glow of the setting sun on the horizon, the slight cool of the upcoming night beginning to nip at his tail. At last, when he pulled back, he felt only a little resistance from the dragoness' slit, almost a parting caress as he pulled free. His dragonhood was utterly spent now, half flaccid and drooping between his legs. To his surprise he didn't see a single drop leak, either from his tip or from Cassie's slowly closing entrance. She had taken everything from him, down to the last drop.

He rolled off of her and sat up on the floor, tired but incredibly satisfied as he felt his maleness slowly withdrawn inside its home. For the first time in longer than he cared to remember, he felt at peace, as if some deep need had been fulfilled. Now, at peace, his mind slowly turned its attentions to other things. He'd need to get back to Twilight, of course, she'd be worrying about him by now.

"So uh...when is the egg..."

"Not yet, not for a few days in fact.The potion's got to... brew a little first."

"Oh."

"But the spell worked, I can tell. You'll be a daddy dragon in no time, Spike."

A long, thoughtful pause followed.

"Cassie?"

"Yes?"

"This magic... is it only for dragons? Or um, could I...?" he trailed off, leaving the question unspoken, hanging in the air.

Cassie considered this a moment, a look of genuine contemplation crossing her face, as if she were thinking, really thinking about what to say next.

"Well... you can perform this magic with anyone. But I don't know if the egg part of the spell would work with someone who's not a dragoness. These things can be sorta tricky."

"Oh." 

He seemed disappointed for a moment, but then brightened.

"Well, Twilight says sometimes you've got to experiment to find out what you can really do."

"Sounds like wise advice."

"So... I was wondering... I mean... I gotta go, they'll be missing me in Ponyville, but I promise to come back... if that's okay?"

The smile she gave him dismissed any concerns the smaller dragon had. It was as welcoming, friendly and compassionate as always, like a ray of sunshine on a warm afternoon.

"Of course it is! I want you to see your egg after all, and perhaps give me a few more. There's still so much to teach you about being a dragon."

Spike nodded, pleased. Perhaps this would mark the first of many meetings between their worlds, a new era for dragonkind. Whatever the case, he knew he'd return here, and maybe even stay a while. He felt a great peace and sense of purpose. He almost couldn't wait for their next lesson in magic, already.