It was not long before Spike roused from his slumber, only about twenty minutes really. In a tired and not-completely-there-yet manner he muttered, “It was nice of Gilda to give me a handjob-HANDJOB!” he shot up instantly, very awake. The cum drying on his scales and the wet spot on the back of his pants told him two things. First: definitely not a dream, and second: he really needed to changes his clothes and clean up. He couldn’t help but appreciate how effective Zecora’s remedy was, feeling completely reinvigorated as he threw his pants aside, took some tissues and wiped himself the best that he could, only shuttering a little at the feeling when he went over his shafts, and got dressed. He made his way upstairs to have what he hoped would be a very easy and reasonable conversation about what just happened; after all, he was starting to get used to sexual advances by beauties. It would mostly come down to how Gilda acted and what she had to say. Spike liked the gryphon and all, but compared to the other girls, he really did not have any idea where they stood.

Unfortunately, after looking around and calling her name, he found no trace of her anywhere, but it wasn’t long before he spotted a piece of paper he was sure was not there before. Reading the very short message over, he could not help but facepalm. It was clear that after facing the uncertainty of her actions and their effects that the gryphon had jumped to the conclusion that she had to find Dash before any side effects of her impromptu adult massage with complimentary happy ending could really kick in. Rushing into things was something Spike was positive nine times out of ten would end badly, he was friends with Rainbow Dash after all, the queen of impatience and bad decisions. Had to admit, it was ironic really. As he ran for the door he was glad that he had one major advantage over the reckless bird-lion, he knew that after his own practice Dash started hers. He only hoped it was enough to beat her to the Pegasus after the considerable head start she had gotten.

In a cloud of dust she landed across the finish line sliding a bit like a badass, if she did say so herself, and she did, as she curved her fully extended wings out to gather air and slow her down, not unlike a parachute. The stopwatch at her side displaying a time that would be considered very impressive for anypony else. “Hmm, I’ve gotta go faster.” She had an odd moment where she imagined her hair spiked back, almost hedgehog-like but more cartoonish, before shaking the stray thought from her mind. “Weird… but I did look pretty good.” Smirking to herself, she began stretching, preparing herself for the aerial stunts portion of her regiment. Sure, she woke up awesome, but it still took a lot of practice to nail those tricks every time. She caught sight of something coming in fast. In moments she knew exactly what she was looking at or more accurately, ‘who’. “You’ve gotta be kidding me, and here I was having such a good day.” Any chance of just escaping seemed to slip away as she recognized a second figure in the sky. “Fucking wonderful.”

Gilda landed a few feet in front of her once-lover, ready to bare her soul. The unamused look on her face was far from promising, but this was her chance. She swallowed the nervousness and opened her mouth to say what had to be said “Rainbow-“

It was at this moment Spike landed between Gilda and Rainbow Dash, worried that he was perhaps not in the safest spot. “Gilda! Calm down and think about-”

Dash was quick to interject, “About what? She comes here and interrupts my practice, Celestia only knows why you’re here too, but I think I’m due for an explanation on what she and you are doing here. Hold that thought.” She peered over Spike’s shoulder into the sky.

“What are you doing?”

“Well if you and her just appeared out of nowhere I was hoping that maybe Spitfire would show up too and offer me a spot on the Wonderbolts, maybe into her bed too, and I could just fly off with her away from all of this. No such luck. So I guess I’m stuck here listening to what this is about. So speak. Now.”

Gilda sidestepped Spike, standing beside him now. “Look, I’m sorry-“

“Not good enough.”

Spike stared at the mare clearly disappointed in her. “Hear her out at least, Dash.”

“Why should I?”

“Because whether you want to admit it or not, this is very important to you, or you wouldn’t be so upset.”

“Not upset, pissed off.”

“Same difference.”

Before things got out of hand, Gilda intervened, attempting to finish what she started, “Please, hear me out. I’m sorry, I’m so, so sorry, I never meant to be a jealous bitch or break your-”

“Don’t you dare say it.”

“I messed up badly, and you have every right to be mad and even to never, ever forgive me, but I want, no, I need you to know I’m trying to make it right not just with you but everyone I affected with my behavior.”

Rainbow Dash just shook her head, “And how do I know this isn’t all just some pathetic and fake attempt to get me back in your life.”

Gilda had no answer for her, and her eyes simply pleaded for understanding and forgiveness as her arms held tight against her.

“Because I say she means it,” Spike announced loudly and confidently. “I have spent time with her and I’ve gotten to know her.”

“Not like me.”

“Maybe not, but it’s been a while Dash, not everyone who screws up is beyond redemption or forgiveness. She means what she says; she’s doing everything she can to make it right. She’s my friend, and if there’s one thing I’ve learned from you: It’s what it means to be loyal to your friends and stand by them when they need you the most. Gilda is my friend, and so are you. Even if it means having you pissed at me, even if you never considered being with me after this, this is where I’m standing: loyally beside her because I know in my heart that this is what you both need.”

“Wow, Spike.” Rainbow Dash nodded her head before throwing it back and in taking a breath of air before quickly moving it forward again and uttering, “That was some sappy shit right there. It’s like Twilight and her speeches have completely worn off on you, not hot at all, but the way you stood up for Gilda, sploosh. Talk about a turn on, confidence like that looks really good on you. As for you,” she turned to Gilda, “I still have half a mind to bind your wings and toss you to the eels; however, thanks to the stud of a drake next to you, I will hold off on doing that.”

With hope in her eyes she looked at the Pegasus. “So-”

“Not done talking. It doesn’t mean I forgive you; hell, I’m not even ready to, ‘talk it out.’ You two know that to me actions speak way louder than words. So, while this was an impressive display, it’s not enough to prove to me how dedicated you are to this apology.”

Gilda’s eyes steeled in resolve, “What to do I have to do then to prove it to you?”

Spike knew without question that when Dash smirked the way she was now, something very evil was about to go down. “You remember our special wager back in flight school, don’t you?”

Gilda’s face was suddenly very red. “You can’t mean-”

“Oh, I do, except with some very specific alterations.”

Spike was completely lost. “Anyone want to explain to me what’s happening?” It was scary how giddy his question seemed to make her.

“Love to. You see on a rare occasion usually after too much cider or feeling particularly daring, Gilda and I would have a little race, and the loser went home completely naked.” This time it was Spike’s turn to blush, and Rainbow Dash loved knowing what thoughts were going through his head now. “So here’s what’s going to happen: There’s going to be a race though Ghastly Gorge and the loser goes home naked, but unlike back in the day where we used clouds and flying to avoid being seen, the loser is going to walk straight through Ponyville without any cover, completely exposed to everyone. If you win I’ll not only do it, but I’ll sit down at the library with you afterwards and let you talk uninterrupted to try and convince me. If you lose, well, it’ll be a good chance to show me how serious and how far you’re willing to go to fix things. What do you say?” She was sure that nowhere in Equestria could there be found a more shit-eating grin than on her face right now.

Spike was the first one to recover from the proposal. “You gotta be kidding Dash, not only is that insane-”

“ly hot.”

He gave her as annoyed a look as he could muster in his frustrated state, a small bit of smoke puffing out of his nose; the fire was rising inside him, “It’s not even fair. You’re the fastest flyer in Equestria and you’ve run this death course of yours thousands of times probably.”

She snapped her fingers and shook her head as if she had forgotten something obvious. “Right, right, I forgot to mention Spike would be the one racing for me, and I’ll just be covering the bet.”

“What!?”

“It’s like you said this isn’t fair if I race, and you did say you’d do anything to help her. So here’s your chance. Dragon up, big boy.”

“This is insane.”

“You said that already.”

“Well it is!” He threw his arms up into the air.

“I’m going to make this easy for you, Spike. You can say no and go home, of course then me and Gilda will almost definitely never fix things and any interest I may or may not have gained in your hoard will be lost. Option two: You race, someone wins someone loses, I don’t hold it against you either way, you get to support Gilda in her efforts, and you get to see at least one of these two sexy bodies naked, in all the dirty, naughty fun of a bet like this. Seems super easy to me, but I’m awesome.”

Stubborn was one thing, but this was beyond belief. It was only made worse by the proverbial knife she seemed to have at his throat. To make matters all the worse, if Spike refused to race he would not only fail from keeping his promise to do whatever he could to help Gilda and lose any chance he had of getting Rainbow Dash to join his hoard, he would also lose any chance of having Applejack join as well. The farmmare had been clear: no Rainbow Dash; no Applejack.

“I agree,” the two of them had been so lost in their back and forth that it genuinely surprised them when Gilda interrupted. “Look, if this is what it takes to prove I’m serious, I’ll do it.”

“But-”

“No buts, Spike. I understand your reservations and concerns but I am asking you to do this for me. Show me that you meant what you said about doing anything to help me.”

“That a girl, Feather Butt, stepping up. We might actually have something to talk about after all.”

“It’s all fur and you know it.” Gilda gave a little wink.

“Yeah I do.” She smiled genuinely enjoying herself.

Being the last sane being finally broke him. “Fine! I’ll race.”

“That a boy!” She stepped up to him her face changing deadly serious. “But if you think for a moment you’re going to throw this race so me and Gilda can become, ‘bestest friends,’ again, not only will I tan your scaly hide for a new aviator, you can forget about that hoard and me having that talk with her. You race to win, or you lose everything. I don’t care if you win or lose, but betrayal of my trust in you to do this for me will be putting our friendship in a very bad place.”

Suddenly he felt like the once small dragon he had been when they met as he stared into those eyes. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

“Good!” she announced, all chipper and happy in an instant.

He was right all along, angry or serious mares were scarier than any villain. Still, a dragon had its pride. “But, if I win, you spend the rest of our training sessions completely naked.”

“Oh, look at the balls on this one… Do dragons have balls? All the same, just one of us naked ain’t enough for you, huh?”

“What can I say; dragons like to be greedy.”

“Deal! Now let’s get racing!” She took off into the sky heading towards the starting line, with the other two close behind.

In the short flight, Dash flew beside Spike. “Gilda was one of the fastest flyers I knew, hard to tell if she kept up her training but let’s assume she has. She is definitely faster than you.”

“So you made a losing bet?”

“I’m Rainbow Danger Dash, I don’t lose. She might be faster but your speed’s nothing to sneeze at either. You have two advantages she doesn’t. First: You know the course. You’ve only run it how many dozens of times? Second: Odds are pretty good she’s never raced a dragon, so she doesn’t have a clue what you can do or how you fly.”

“Okay, but I’ve never raced a Gryphon, so it’s not really an advantage.”

“But you have raced me, and the two of us were trained together and flew against each other, technique wise the difference is pretty minimal. She’s got her own things, but in a lot of ways she’s a slower, less-skilled version of me.”

“Okay. Guess we’ll have to see if that’s enough.”

“If you ladies are done whispering strats, let’s get this race started!” They had arrived.

Rainbow Dash was quick to fire back, “Ain’t no one over here a lady!”

With a roll of her eyes Gilda’s response came in the form of a head shake.

“Final word of advice, fly straight with the eels.”

“Don’t want to die.”

“Just trust me, have I ever led you wrong.”

“So many times.”

“Shut up and do it.” With that as her final good luck she went and stood between them in front of the line. “I want a good, clean race, followed by some very naughty, dirty fun!” She took her shirt off slowly showing off her big blue breasts and hard nipples. “Maybe a little now.” She loved how their eyes were suddenly very focused on her and her girls. “When this shirt hits the ground you fly, first through the gulch and across the finish line wins!”

Gilda had one last bit of peace to make as she took off her jacket, “Spike, no matter what happens know that I won’t be angry and that I’m thankful for everything, including this… even if by some miracle you beat me.”

“That’s really good to hear; unfortunately, I don’t have any intention of losing this race. Enjoy the view from behind me, Dash always does.” It really was a big weight lifted off his shoulders.

“I really do.” Dash was proud of Gilda’s words; she only hoped she would keep them. If she did, it would go a long way in restoring their friendship. Damned if she would say it out loud, but she did miss her old friend and lover. “Ready, set,” she dropped the shirt, watching as they both strained their legs and wing muscles for takeoff, getting just a bit wet; it hit the ground, “Go!”

Like rockets they shot right past her, getting her shirt caught in the wind tunnel they left behind them. If she was not the fastest thing alive, she might not have been able to pluck it out of the chaotic winds so easily. With it and Gilda’s jacket slung across her shoulder and her chest free to enjoy the wind as she flew, she ascended quickly above them to watch the show.

Gilda had shot forward like an arrow, leaving Spike well behind her; however, Spike had in a few flaps of his wings ascended high into the sky. He arched himself and brought his wings tight against his body, causing him to fall head-first at tremendous speeds, the edges of his wings flexing the slightest bit to steer his life-threatening dive. As he neared the ground and reached his maximum velocity, his wings opened up part-way, drastically altering his path from the vertical to the horizontal, the momentum rocketing him forward.

The first obstacle of Dash’s course came into view as Gilda rounded a bank, a wall of thorns and vines so thick it seemed to block out almost any light. Moments before she entered the thicket a purple blur zipped past her; the shock lasted less than a millisecond before she spurred her own wings on causing them to reach the jungle of pain and entanglement at nearly the same time. She dove right in, shifting her body at incredible speeds and slicing through the plant with her incredibly sharp and quick claws instantly. Normally Gilda’s advantage in the speed of her reflexes and claws would push her ahead of any competition, but the crackling noise, smell of burnt vegetation, and the sweat flying off her body from the sudden intense heat informed the veteran flier that her dragon opponent had just burned his way through this mess nearly instantly. She pushed herself further, unwilling to lose her chance at making up with Rainbow Dash. The new found speed cost her a small amount of precision however, not enough to get tangled or cut, but enough for her shirt and pants to receive a few rips and tears from the sharp thorns. As she burst from entanglement she spotted Spike decently ahead of her, ascending once again quickly into the sky. She realized this was her chance and burst forward with everything she had.

At the peak of his ascent and the start of his descent, he saw a brown trail flying right past where he would have been if he was level with it, and push ahead hard. He repeated his divebomb as he had come to do countless times before, the incredible speed allowing him to one again zip past the competition but as his momentum began to fade he knew that Gilda was only a little behind him. Unlike him, she would only have to slow her forward progress for obstacles and her speed would constantly be incredibly fast. His divebomb was faster than Gilda, but with the time it took to use it she would pull ahead before he caught back up. This race would be a constant back and forth like this unless he came up with something; unfortunately nothing came to mind. He considered cheating for only a moment to save his pride, but he was raised better than to such, especially at the risk of losing a friend. Still, a fire burned inside him, the intense need to win that seemed to fuel Rainbow Dash pushed his limits farther even now. Some part of him laughed at the realization; like teacher, like student.

Within moments the second part of the course came into view, and Spike rose one last time knowing that once the eels started he would be unable to get up high enough quick enough. Once he was at max speed he quickly passed Gilda and was the first to enter the Gorge Eels’ Feeding Frenzy, trademarked as such by Rainbow Dash. Following the advice of the Pegasus elite he flew straight fearing only being eaten by giant eel monsters. Still, he trusted her, she was not the Element of Loyalty for nothing.

Gilda watched as Spike moved past her, having gotten used to the back and forth now; although, she believed she had an advantage noticing him getting less and less ahead of her each time. Her thoughts were moved away from her victory as a giant monstrous eel erupted from one of the large holes in the side of the gorge and right towards the dragon, “Spike!” She was too late; he was already in the creature’s path, and then suddenly, inexplicably, it stopped and slithered back into the hole. She almost smacked herself in the face; of course, most things that wished to continue living would avoid pissing off a dragon. In moments, she was back to flying at her top speed, wishing she had not lost time worrying unnecessarily about her opponent, though she knew she cared for him and his well-being very much. As she began narrowly and expertly dodging the rows of teeth and beady eyes attempting to make a meal of her, she could not help but think that she should have been less surprised that Dash would go ahead and run not only herself, but also her student and Gilda through a course with giant very hungry looking monsters. There had to be a limit to the term ‘daredevil’ where insane truly described such madness. Still, as she swerved and arched her way through, she knew that she was having way more fun than any reasonable being would; she really missed this insanity.

Spike’s lead had become so great from the shocking turn of events of the eels being afraid of him and allowing him to maintain a single fast path through that he managed to complete his dive bomb after clearing the obstacle with Gilda only reaching him as he dipped all the way down. He could win like this, but he knew better than to count his capable competition out as she seemed to be flying even faster than before, unwilling to let him have his victory claimed so easily. Still, as long as he cleared the Avalanche Zone without anything going terribly wrong, he believed he would win.

‘Faster! Faster! Damn it, faster!’ was all Gilda could think as she pushed he avian wings to their limits trying to make up all the ground she had lost. This may as well have been the fastest she had ever flown, and she could see herself inching closer and closer to the dragon, unsure if it would be enough. In a straight flight she would have kicked his ass, though she imagined he would not be terribly far behind her, but this entire course seemed to work towards his advantage, and it was easy to understand why Rainbow Dash had put a rookie up in her place. It would push him to use all of his advantages, and there was enough here to give him a very realistic chance of beating her. If her old flame had thought it would be that easy though Gilda would show her just how much she wanted to win.

From up above peacefully flying through the air and enjoying most of the show, Rainbow Dash watched her pupil take a very large lead. “Not bad, Dragon Boy. I wish I was the down there though, ‘course it is a little easier to be wet watching all this from up here. Dance for my amusement, mwahahahaha!”

Simultaneous shivers ran up and down Spike and Gilda’s spines as the laughter echoed from above, as well as the rumble from the suddenly falling debris.

As Spike entered the Avalanche Zone, the wind force of his speed proved enough to set off more of the very unstable cliffs. Rocks and boulders of all sizes began crashing down around him, one wrong move would be all it would take to send him careening to the ground, possibly burying him under a mountain of rubble; such was a fate he really wanted to avoid. His body swooped from side to side as well as up and down, narrowly avoiding constant disaster. This race was important but it was not worth either of them getting hurt badly over. He maintained a strong pace while keeping safe.

Earth rained down in front of her, and before long upon her. It was fortunate for her that she had been second at this point instead of being inside the danger zone and being surprised when it all started to crash down on her. She was quick to steel nerves and dive right into the madness. Her expert skills, experience, and intuition allowed her to dodge in a nearly effortless manner. She knew that she was making better time than the larger dragon ahead of her, showing far more agility than he, but it was not enough. If she did not speed up, if she did not beat him out of this mess, than her chances of victory would be non-existent, and she could not accept that. She pushed herself farther, recklessly placing speed ahead of safety. The refusal to give up her chance of finally making up with Rainbow Dash forcing her forward ever faster; she would not lose.

The end of the chaos was just ahead of him now, though his sensitive ears picked up the sound of wing beats much closer than he would have expected. He knew if he got out ahead though that a single divebomb would send him to the finish line first. He smiled, truly enjoying the rush and understanding what it was the crazy mare got out of her daredevil stunts and racing, to feel so alive. The moment passed swiftly however, as a cold chill radiated from his core. Dread descended upon him so inexplicably and so immediately, that his head snapped to the side quickly to see behind him. A giant boulder the size of the gryphon herself seemed to be aimed right within her path, and in her haste she was making no attempt to dodge, completely unaware of the impending doom. His gryphon was about to be smashed. His wings snapped open, slowing him down instantly and bringing his legs back under him. Just as quickly, he closed them together as the momentum of the action sent him forward feet-first into one of the larger pieces. As his feet touched his legs bent and he leapt, the force sending the poor rock flying and launching Spike in the other direction, twisting his body to once again be belly down as he rocketed right for the danger to his gryphon.

From way above, Gilda’s sensitive ears picked out a screamed, “Look out, Gilda!” Her eyes shifted up away from the path forward she had been so focused on. They opened wide at the mass of earth that would spell her demise as her head passed under it, realizing it would crash into her body and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Her wings never stopped as if unable to accept the fate, but her mind flashed to images of her parents, Rainbow Dash and her, so many good memories, and, finally, of Spike and Twilight, though mostly of Spike. She had been willing to give anything for that chance to be close to Rainbow Dash again, and it looked like the price was her life. The worst part was that even if she had lost she would have still had some chance, her foolish pride once again blinding her to what she knew.

“Mine!” a bestial roar shouted out, shaking the entire gorge, as the boulder was reduced to rubble and pushed away by the sheer force of the dragon that had just crashed through it shoulder first. Not even dirt from the offending boulder touched her as if to afraid to go against the angry dragon protecting her further. Her mind could not even comprehend the act performed in that moment, only the sheer happiness that radiated through her as she flew into the safe zone.

Spike’s instincts rushed him forward after his gryphon and out of the falling disaster now behind him. As his more aware state of mind took over from the instinctive one, he realized two things, the race was still on, causing him to ascend quickly for a divebomb, and that he had just shouted for what he was sure could be heard all the way to Ponyville that Gilda was, ‘Mine.’ He accepted that his feelings would have to wait though, as he gave one final burst to try and win.

Rainbow Dash had been in awe, and was now completely soaked, at the sight of the dragon smashing his way through the boulder and saving Gilda. The fear of losing her friend had suddenly made her realize how pointless her grudge was and how it only hurt the two of them. As she flew ahead to the finish line seeing them both safe, she made up her mind.

Gilda flew past Rainbow Dash first with Spike only a second behind.

“Damn,” Spike’s hands were on his knees as he hunched over trying to catch his breath, “I really thought I had that. Congratulations, Gilda you-”

Spike’s ability to finish his sentence was lost as the gryphon barreled into him into a massive, tight hug that forced him upright and pressed her cleavage into him in a very perfect way. “No, you won. If you hadn’t turned back you’d have won and I’d be-”

He stroked her back, calming her down. “Gilda, it’s okay.”

“Because of you.” Her head sprang up pressing her beak against his lips as she kissed the surprised drake. As she parted from him, a happy goofy look on his face, she gave him a haughty smile. “You saved me, cause I’m, ‘yours,’ if I heard correctly.” The dragon’s face lit up quite nicely, she decided she liked it. “You won Spike, don’t argue with a girl, especially a gryphon one.”

Letting them have their moment was good and all, but it was time to say her own piece, Dash decided. “She’s right, Spike, you did me proud. You wanted me to train so you could protect what’s important to you. I’d say you did just that… but there’s no way in hell we’re done training. You should have saved her and beat her across the line. Clearly, I need to step it up.”

“And as for you, Gilda.” She gave the gryphon, still holding the dragon close, a firm look before dashing over and hugging them both. “I’m really happy you’re okay.” She backed off a bit and looked Gilda in the eyes, all anger and resentment gone from her own. “Seeing you almost get hurt, made me realize that I still care a lot about you and that I don’t want you gone from my life. I want us to be friends again, but I really need to think about what it is I want for myself from both of you still. So for now, Gilda, friends… with benefits, of course. What can I say, I miss your head between my legs.”

If Spike had more use of his arms, he would be facepalming so hard. “That was almost really sweet and touching, Dash.” Still, he felt the tears of happiness against his chest and couldn’t help but be happy for Gilda.

“Hey, it’s a compliment. Trust me, I have a feeling you’ll get it soon enough.” She gave them a wink, getting them both a shade darker. “Now, there is a matter of our little bet. After all, Gilda said it herself that you won.”

“I thought we just resolved the whole problem?”

“We did, but a bet is a bet and it has to be paid.”

Gilda released Spike and took a few steps back. “She’s right. Any flyer has to be worth their word.” As her hands traveled to her curves, she gripped the hem of her tattered shirt and slowly pulled it off, showing off her furry, brown, toned midriff before her breasts bounced out of the fabric in her white bra and the article of clothing was thrown towards Spike. “Hold these for me.” She gave him a wink loving the attention he was giving her. Next she reached behind her back and unhooked the bra. Teasingly she slid the straps from her shoulders while holding the bra in place. With a quick flick of her wrist the material completely released her as it flew into Spike’s arm, her pink nipples hard for all to see. At last, she took ahold of her pants and panties and pulled them down together, making sure the rest of her body blocked their view of the last reveal. She stepped out on one side and kicked the clothes free from her other foot and into Spike’s arm as she stood up straight completely revealing herself. “Like what you see?”

The curve of her hips, those amazing breasts, her beautiful legs, and that undeniably wet, tight little slit between them was enough to make anyone excited. Dash licked her lips. “You know I do, but spin for us, show us that ass!”

“I meant Spike, but alright.” She turned around, giving a wonderful sexy curve of her back and a butt that just screamed, ‘spank me, I’ve been naughty.’

“I think he likes it, you should see the tent in his pants!”

Spike shook himself from his stupor long enough to say one word. “Incredible.” And once that moment was over and he realized what Dash had said he turned to her to make a resounding remark; however, Dash’s retort was so immediate and perfect that it once again left him speechless, as she dropped her pants, along with her shirt and Gilda’s Jacket, into the pile of clothes in his hands. “Why are you naked!?”

Rainbow Dash strutted her way over beside Gilda, whose eyes were now taking in everything the mare had to offer. “Dash, you’re soaked.”

“I know right, you should have seen him smash through that rock, sploosh! You’re not exactly dry either, and did your tits get bigger?”

“Well it has been a while since you’ve seen them. They’ve probably gone up a cup size since Junior Fliers.”

“They look great!” Without warning Rainbow Dash dipped her head down and took a long lick from the bottom, over the nipple, and to the top of Gilda’s breast, sending a visible shiver down Gilda’s spine. “They still taste great, too.”

Spike finally managed to once again ask the all-important question, “Why are you naked?”

“It’s like you’re complaining or something. Gilda won so naked Dash, Spike won so naked Gilda; you remember all this right? Anyways, a little shared humiliation will do great for helping me and Gilda bond again. Not that I have any shame, I mean look at this body!” She posed with her legs spread, her hands on her hips, her chest out, and her head up, as if she was the hero in a comic. It also covered nothing.

“Trust me I am. I suppose there’s no point in arguing with you, there never is. So… how exactly are you planning on doing this bet?”

“Step one: We fly to the outskirts of town.”

“I see.”

“Step 2: We land.”

“Mhm.”

“Step 3: Gilda and I walk our naked asses through the streets of Ponyville to many cheering stallions and probably quite a few mares as we head to the library.”

“One question.”

“Yeah?”

“What do you think is going to happen when this is over?”

“Nothing. I saved Equestria, like three or four times. They got an issue they can suck my clit.”

“Right.” Spike wondered if there was a limit to Rainbow Dash’s pride, but he doubted it.

“Anyways, let’s go. I got things to,” she smiled impishly at them both, “do.” Just like that, she was in the air and flying off. Gilda gave Spike a shrug before heading after her.

“This is crazy,” but he knew it was also crazy hot. As he followed behind enjoying their naked backsides he couldn’t help but wonder what his life had become. He was sure that he was pretty happy with it though, the strain against his pants made that pretty clear.

Before too long they landed on the outskirts of Ponyville. The sun was starting to set, leaving a nice orange in the sky and plenty of light to reveal their naked bodies.

Gilda looked at herself and then at the town, taking a deep breath. “We’re really doing this, right?”

He could swear he saw a glint in Rainbow Dash’s eye as she spoke, “Oh yeah!” She turned around and looked right at him. “Now, Spike, if Gilda slows down too much or tries to cover herself you give her a quick smack on the ass. Don’t worry, she’ll love it.”

“Dash, I’m not-”

Before he could finish, Gilda raised her tail high in front of him, showing off her ass even more, “Right here, Spike, nice and hard. I don’t want to stop, plus,” her face turned really red, “I do really enjoy it.”

“Okay.” Spike berated himself for his brilliant answer as Rainbow Dash giggled, but the way Gilda shook her ass for him made him feel a lot better.

Before he could say anything more though, Rainbow Dash took off at a leisurely pace down the road with Gilda in tow, “Hurry up, slowpoke! Otherwise I’ll start to think that your legs are weak and you need to be running laps too.”

And just like that Spike was right behind them. The part of town near the border had relatively few buildings and homes, but the path was not empty. On a bench not even a minute into their walk sat a lime green unicorn with light green hair and a beige earth pony with a two-toned black and pink mane talking away.

The green one was mid conversation, “And that, Bon-Bon is what life would be like without hands. By the look on your face I can see you understand the shocking truth of it all.”

“Lyra, turn around.”

The unicorn did as her friend said, her eyes going large at the sight of a completely nude Rainbow Dash and Gilda walking towards them.

Rainbow Dash smiled and waved at them. “Hey girls! Gilda” she motioned to the red gryphon behind her, “and I lost a little bet, so we have to do the walk of shame to Spike’s place.” She puffed her chest out. “Enjoy the view, and have a good evening.”

Unlike her friend, Gilda simply mumbled a quick, “Hi,” and continued the other way, her usual confidence gone with her clothes. She felt their gaze and with it a tingle between her legs, her arousal unquestionably lingering in the air.

The end of the train had Spike, who offered up an apologetic smile that he could only assume looked fake with their clothes tucked beneath one of his arms. “I am not at fault for this.”

Lyra shook her head softly and smiled. “We’ve met Dash, Spike, we get it. Anyways, it is a nice view, right, Bon-Bon?”

The once cream-colored unicorn was now almost as red as an apple, as she nodded her head in response.

“Thanks for understanding.” As Spike upped his pace to catch the other two he wondered if all the random weirdness that seemed to affect Ponyville made its population so accepting of the odd situation he found himself in. “I suppose when a god of chaos turns your town upside-down, two naked girls doesn’t seem that insane.”

A few more ponies and a few more minutes later found them at the busiest spot in Ponyville: the town’s market. While far less crowded than during its prime right after noon, the road was far from empty, but the crowd seemed to open before the naked girls and the dragon.

Rainbow Dash loved the attention, sticking her chest out and shaking her ass for all her new admirers. A few winks, some sultry hellos, and the occasional lost a bet were most of responses to the largely surprised group of ponies who had been going through their normal end-of-day routine before being granted the privilege to enjoy her goods. She could see the tents in the stallions’ pants and the way many of the mares seemed to shift uncomfortably in theirs, undoubtedly getting wet and sensitive from the view. In moments, she had turned on a very large portion of Ponyville’s populace, and she loved it. Her inner thigh was very damp and she wanted everyone to know that she was enjoying herself as much as they were enjoying her. She even managed to dash back to Spike and give him a kiss on the cheek to draw him into her little show, loving the dragon’s red face as she displayed herself and her interest in him to the public.

Where Dash was eating up the attention like some sort of celebrity, Gilda found her bare form far less comforting. She was nervous and it took all of her willpower not to cover her naked breasts or the bright pink soaked slit between her legs. It felt like a flood down there, and she was sure she was leaving a trail of arousal as she walked. As embarrassing as being naked in the middle of her new hometown was, the jolt she felt on her clit from the shame she felt was truly incredible. Her legs betrayed her as her pace slowed noticeably, rubbing her thighs together all the more sweetly. A loud crack rang out as a painful and hot sensation suddenly spread across her one ass cheek, causing her to moan very loudly for the entire crowd and turn her white face a very dark shade of red as she sped back up to Dash.

“I was told to do that for the record.” How was it he was clothed, and somehow more embarrassed than Rainbow Dash seemed to be? The feeling of that toned ass on his claw was amazing though, as was the view. The two of them were undeniably thrilled about the attention in very different ways, and he could not help but love both. He was sure many of the onlookers were in agreement, but unlike them he would be with them when it was over. The embarrassment and shame that Gilda loved was combining amazingly with Dash’s love of the crowd’s enjoyment of her body in the best sort of way.

A few smacks, moans, minutes, and a lot of showboating later they had cleared the market, though with a considerable crowd following them now. As their parade continued, they made their way to Sugarcube corner, the last real point of note before the library. The area in front of the building was clear except for one pink mare on a break before the dinner rush.

Upon seeing her friend and the gryphon in their state of undress with one dragon holding said dress under his arm, she bounced over to them and with them as they walked. “Pst, Dashie, you’re naked, and so’s Gilda.”

“I know, Pinkie. It’s pretty amazing. We lost a little bet, but this might be the happiest I’ve been to lose ever.”

In a flash Pinkie Pie was crouched down in front of Rainbow Dash staring intently at her marehood. “I’ll say, you’re soaked!” In a poof Pinkie Pie seemingly disappeared only to reappear immediately crouched in front of Gilda’s legs this time, causing the gryphon to jump a bit. “Wow, she’s even more soaked! If you got between her legs, you’d never go thirsty again!” Gilda’s cheeks were burning as the pink mare one again disappeared and appeared right in front of Spike, on her toes to look him in the face. “And did you cause this, mister?”

Spike took a small step back, personal space suddenly very important to him. “I am entirely innocent here, this was all her,” he announced, pointing to Rainbow Dash.

“Now that I believe.” She rubbed her chin in an adorable way before bouncing beside Spike. “Well, I’d love to join you all having so much fun, but I still have work to do so maybe next time.”

“Sounds good, Pinkie.” Dash replied, as some of the crowd seemed disappointed the bouncy pink bombshell would not be joining in the naked festivities.

Dash continued on with Gilda right behind her, but Spike was momentarily slowed down by the backwards bounding pink mare, her voice was sweet and a little surprising as it filled his ear, quiet enough so that only he could hear her yet clear as if she was talking. “I’m not sure what all happened here, Spikey, but whatever you did to get those two to being friends again, good job. There’s nothing worse than losing a friend, especially after a big fight. I’m still not sure about this hoard of yours, but I’m really proud of you.” She gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Have fun!”

Spike’s smile was huge and his pride soared at Pinkie’s words. “Thanks, Pink-,” he looked around the mare suddenly gone. “-ie?”

As the crowd continued passing by, Pinkie sat on a barrel outside Sugarcube Corner. Spike really was amazing restoring such a damaged friendship, she couldn’t have done it better herself. Okay, maybe she could, but she was not the Master of Friendship for nothing, even if she gave herself the title. She knew that Spike had just scored two more pretty girls for his hoard even if none of them knew it yet. She watched them going, leaving her behind, and it made her chest hurt. He was the one she loved. She shared everything she had with her friends. But when it came to this, was she okay sharing him? It was undeniable that she had felt joy bouncing around with them together. Still, she wanted the special kind of undeniable love her parents had for one another, the kind the Cakes had for one another, and she just did not know if she could get that from him like this. But there was always a glimmer of hope, and she truly believed that if anyone could love them all so strongly that it would be him. Her dreams and happiness for the future hinged on him making that hope real. She smiled softly, not one of her classic big over the top grins, but the sweet smile of someone in love and daydreaming of happiness to come.

The destination of their unique journey was just ahead: the large tree that housed both the library and the home of Spike and Gilda. As they made their way to the door, there was quite the crowd of onlookers gathered behind them.

Spike opened the door and was about to usher them in when he noticed Rainbow Dash standing towards the crowd.

“Hey everyone! I hope you guys enjoyed the free show,” she gave them a wink and shook her chest for them, “but now we’re going to go get stuffed by Spike until we can’t walk!” The dragon actually wanted to cover his own face, regardless of how his erections seemed to throb at the statement. A devilish smile appeared on her face as she looked behind her at Spike. “Since I’m so nice though, one last thing before we go.” Like a flash of lightning she moved before anyone could react, positioning herself behind Gilda where she proceeded to hoist the gryphon up by grabbing the underside of her legs near the kneecap, resting her back on Dash’s chest, and leaving her completely spread eagle for all present to see everything. Whispering in Gilda’s ears Rainbow Dash started, “Now here’s what you’re going to say.”

She could feel the embarrassment coursing through her body, heating it up and making her even more drenched as she felt her arousal drip down over her asshole, for everyone to see. “I-I want to thank all of you for looking at and enjoying my naked body. As you can see from my soaked needy pussy and the juices running down my tight little butthole, I really enjoyed myself too. As a final sorry for my behavior last time I was here please take a moment to memorize the inside of my tasty little pussy,” with that one of her own hands came down and spread open her lower lips, showing off the glistening pink within to everyone with ease. “Thank you. Now I’m going to go get f-fucked by this big handsome dragon.”

The warmth of Rainbow Dash’s breath washed over Gilda’s ear, “Good girl.” She put her down and they walked into the house leaving a very stunned Spike behind, until Rainbow Dash reached out grabbed him by the collar and yanked him in the door.

“Yeah, we’re in so much trouble.”

“Get over it; we’ll be fine. Anyways, you have more important things to deal with.” Spike’s eyes moved over to a view of Gilda bent over one of the library’s long tables, her tail over her back, her nice round ass in full view, legs spread, and the source of the puddle forming on the floor deliciously visible. Now that she had Spike’s attention, Dash slid a finger into the well-lubricated opening, receiving a moan from the horny gryphon. “She’s so wet, but so tight. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her this bad, and I’ve seen her horny quite a lot.” As she removed her finger, she aimed the intruding appendage a little higher for its next probe. As it was forced in with relative ease thanks to the copious amount of fluids, a cute noise between a squeak and a squawk escaped Gilda’s beak. “Still a little butt slut aren’t you my pretty bird.”

“Yes, I’m a little butt slut!”

Her voice became sweetly taunting, “But it’s more than that isn’t it. Pussy or ass you love it when they’re licked, tongued, fingered, fucked, and spanked, don’t you?”

“Yes! I’m a slut, a big, needy slut!” Her legs shivered; she could feel herself leaking down them.

“I know. Now, why don’t you tell the dragon over there what you want?”

Gilda locked eyes with him as she looked over her shoulder, lust and need clouding her eyes in a way he had never seen before. “I want you to come fuck my ass and pussy hard, Master!”

“Good girl. You see, ‘Master,’ does have a nice ring to it, Gilda is something of a super masochist. The more embarrassed and humiliated you get her, the more lust-crazed she becomes. It’s like a switch; prideful gryphon bitch”, she used her free hand to twirl Gilda’s tail around it,” turns into a sobbing wet cunt that needs to be,” she pulled hard on the tail twisted in her hand, producing a loud yell of surprise pleasure and pain from the Gryphon, “fucked hard and dirty. When she’s like this,” Rainbow Dash spanked her hard and fast, receiving a loud moan in response, “she’s basically craving every humiliation and sweet sting she can get. She loves it.”

“I do, oh gods, I do! Please, use me however you wish, Master!”

“Wow. That’s… pretty hot.”

“Oh yes, and now I need to reward this little birdy bitch for being such a good girl, and make sure she’s ready for our, ‘Master.’” With that, Rainbow Dash kneeled down and began teasingly licking around Gilda’s lips, making sure to never actually touch them, she would nibble her ass every once in a while, using her hands to trace around Gilda’s belly button or just over her clit, working her into a frenzy. Dash placed her lips on one side of Gilda’s and sucked it into her mouth, before biting down and forcing another moan from the gryphon. As she began working her tongue inside and around Gilda, one hand played with her clit, pinching, twisting, and pulling it every few moments instead of just flicking over it and rubbing it, and the other hand began working a finger in and out of her ass. Spike watched on in awe at the technique and skill the Pegasus displayed, on par with her flying even. He took more than a few mental notes of how she stroked, when she nipped, or how she turned the gryphon into putty in her hands; the difference in their experience very clear.

Gilda had reached nirvana. Her old time lover was behind her, working her body in new and amazing ways. She had missed Dash for years, but what Dash had picked up was beginning to make up for all that time. And standing right behind them, enjoying watching her being completely dominated by another female was Spike. The look of satisfaction and pleasure on his face as he watched her get worked over, made her legs shake even more. He was going to make her his, and use her well-prepared holes for his pleasure. It made her so incredibly hot as her body squeezed around Dash’s tongue and finger, the waves of electricity from her clit shooting up her spine. She loved it! She felt herself coming to the edge, getting ready to pour even more of her love down Dash’s throat when suddenly everything stopped. Her confusion lasted for but a moment as she felt her ass cheeks get spread. She heard Dash’s voice, “This is really going to drive you wild,” and then suddenly something broad, wet, and quite flexible forced its way inside her tight little ass. Rainbow Dash’s tongue was inside her ass! Without a moment’s hesitation the pegasus started forcing her tongue in and out as fast as she could sending waves of euphoria crashing down on her as it began building towards her inevitable release. Spike was about to watch her cum from getting her ass drilled by another girl’s tongue. It was so incredibly humiliating, and that’s why it was perfect. She came hard in front of him, her juices spraying on the floor like a fountain as her mind blanked out, her body convulsed, and she let out another loud squeak-squawk as a tsunami of pleasure coursed through her well-used body.

“Like a fountain, glad that hasn’t changed! Now,” a glance towards him, “I think she’s ready for you, ‘Master.’”

“Why is it every time you say it, it sounds sarcastic?”

“Oh, you don’t really think it’s that easy to get me to submit right? You want a real, ‘Master,’ out of me you’re going to have to make me say it.” She really enjoyed taunting him. “However, before we get there I think someone is waiting for something, aren’t you, Gilda?”

“Please, fuck me, use me, make me yours!”

“Mind-blowing right? Now Gilda, be a good girl and tell him you want him to stuff this turkey.”

Spike’s knowledge of gryphon culture was lacking at best, but he did know that ‘turkey’ was a rather degrading term that would get one punched in the face at the least.

“Stuff this needy turkey, Master! Fill its ass and pussy with your big, thick cocks! Please! This slut needs it so bad!”

The only way to make that target more obvious would have been to paint a bullseye on it. As Spike looked over the round, luscious curves of the gryphon, her ass tight and her pussy sopping wet, some part of him felt that this was some crazy dream fantasy he should personally thank Luna for later, the other part, more draconian in nature, was telling him to go take the newest member of his hoard. The primal nature in him moved fast, pleased with the offering, as his hands took hold of her backside and roughly kneaded it. The moans he received were delicious in every way to him. His shirt was hastily removed and his pants and underwear dropped, tossed into the pile of discarded clothes as he joined them in their nudity.

Rainbow Dash licked her lips as she saw Spike’s raging virility. “So Dragons really do have two, that’s useful.”

“You’re not surprised?”

“Gilda and I had a lot of dirty talks, and gryphons get a very clear lesson on dragons, including their sexuality. Since I’ve met you that little fact has buzzed around my head quite a few times. Now,” she spread Gilda nice and open for him, “I want to see those cocks fill this turkey.”

“Oh gods, yes please!”

Looking at Dash, Spike could not help but enjoy the view of her breasts hanging down, those red hard nipples teasing the edge of the ass she held. “Bossy, aren’t we?”

“I think this is one order even you’d be happy to take.”

Shaking his head and rolling his eyes, he lined himself up. “Well, when you’re right,” he pushed into Gilda slowly, teasingly, filling both holes, they were so tight, even as well-lubricated as Dash’s saliva and Gilda’s own juices had made them, and so hot against him. A long moan resonated through the library from Gilda, “you’re right.”

It was with much joy and heat rushing through her body that Rainbow Dash watched very close up as inch after inch of Spike’s twins disappeared into her sex-crazed lover. The way he grunted and she moaned was the kind of dirty music that made her body ache in the most tantalizing way. She never imagined she would be doing this kind of thing with Gilda again, and while she knew she would eventually get some of that sweet dragon dick for herself, this was far from how she expected it. It was so much better. As the dragon finally hilted his impressive length, she made her move. Her body shot up as her lips collided with Spike’s, her tongue wrestling his for control. Rarity, Fluttershy, and Twilight were rookies compared to her, and unlike them she knew how to use her tongue for all it’s worth. She was able to outmaneuver Spike’s tongue even with its natural advantage in length and dexterity. As she showed him what an experienced make out master could do, she eventually let his tongue dominate hers. She was quite happy that he seemed to quickly pick up things as he used a few of her own techniques against her. Finally breaking the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting them, she squeezed the patient gryphon’s ass, knowing full well she had looked over and enjoyed the show. “Don’t move, yet.”

He raised an eyebrow quizzically. “Okay?” He could enjoy the warmth and tightness provided from the needy gryphon for a little longer.

Moving quickly, Dash climbed up on the table past Gilda’s head, she sat her toned athletic ass down, her tail sprawling out behind her over the edge, before spreading her legs wide and showing off her wet, blue pussy lips with a hint of red where they split, as well as the styled, rainbow-colored lightning bolt of hair that sat above them. She gave Spike a naughty wink as he looked between her legs, before scooting up so that Gilda was beak-to-crotch with her, her big blue breasts bouncing wonderfully for Spike’s viewing pleasure. “Now, if you want him to start fucking you silly, my little slut, you’re going to get that beak and tongue working, understood?”

“Yes, of course!” Gilda went to start her task excitedly, but was stopped by a hand pressed against her beak.

“Yes, of course, what?” Her voice was stern, scolding.

“Yes, of course, Mistress!” Rainbow Dash smirked down at her prey, she could practically see the hearts in her eyes, it sent tingles up her spine and she knew it was doing the same for Gilda. When she caught Spike’s eyes, she was sure even he enjoyed seeing her dominate the other female.

“Now,” releasing her beak, she moved her hand behind Gilda’s head, “eat!” And just like that she shoved Gilda’s beak roughly into her pussy. She mewed in delight as she felt the gryphon’s beak open inside of her, spreading her wide, gaping her; it was amazing! Something only a gryphon could do with their beautiful, smooth beaks. As she stuck her tongue out, licking and lapping at Dash’s inner walls like they were the most delicious thing she had ever tasted, Dash ground her pussy against Gilda’s beak. “That’s it you little birdy whore, search for that worm nice and hard! Yes! Just like that!” In her lustful state her eyes full of hunger focused on Spike’s own. “Give it to her; fuck her hard, little bitch deserves it!”

Rainbow Dash’s verbal assault of Gilda was strangely hot, ‘worm-eater’ was another very offensive term to gryphons, and one that Dash had basically just used. While Spike considered himself to be a very caring, tender, and passionate lover, a primal part of him could not help but enjoy the pure submissive behavior and rough handling the two girls were displaying. Every insult and demand just made Gilda squeeze him tighter and tighter. As he pulled out and pushed his way back in, her stifled moans could be heard from Dash’s pussy. It didn’t take long before he was fucking hard, yanking her tail to the gryphon’s delight as Dash played with her own tits, ground against the beak, and shot some very crude words at Gilda that only seemed to edge the gryphon on further.

Between moans, Dash managed, “Come on, Spike, if you really want to make her cum hard you have to let her have it. Call her bitch, a slut, a whore! Degrade her, she loves it!”

“You know, Dash, “he grunted as he hilted himself again, the walls stroking him perfectly, “I was raised to respect mares, stallions, and other species.”

“That’s all very admirable, but this is different. She wants you to treat her like this, she craves it, you’re doing it for her. I thought dragons weren’t selfish lovers?” She challenged him, a tactic that worked every time in training. “Give her what she needs!”

“Look, I’m just not sure how I feel about-”

Gilda craned her head back, releasing her beak from the tight grip of Dash. “Master, please, degrade me, spank me, call me a slut, a whore, make me your fuck toy! I need it, so bad! Please!”

It was hard to fight against his nature, but the primal dominant side of him felt a spark. He rammed into her hard, his voice coming out strong, “You like this don’t you, you little” he hesitated, his draconic instincts barely pushed back as he followed up with a weak, “slut?” Unlike with Dash’s words he felt no tightening.

“Wow... that was it? Big, strong dragon and that’s all you got, huh? That was kind of pathetic, no, scratch that, really pathetic.” Spike could feel his cheeks turning crimson.

“Hey, he tried!” Gilda attempted to defend him; it only made him more embarrassed.

“And this is why he won’t get a real, ‘Master,’ out of me. If you can’t tame an overly submissive bitch like Gilda, how are you supposed to dominate me? Like I’d yield to that.”

The last words hit like a slap to the face, but it awoke something in him. He grabbed Gilda’s tail hard and start pounding into her. “Fuck you, Dash! When I’m done filling this little slut so full of cum she’ll feel it in her stomach, I’m going to bend you over this table and fuck you so hard and completely, that your little whore ass won’t even be able to walk for a week, and no other cock will ever be good enough for you again!”

“Now, that I’d love to see! Looks like the little dragon has some balls after all. Of course, I doubt you can manage; sleep with a few girls and this little slut and you think you’re some kind of sex master? I bet I could do more with a strap-on than you can manage with all that dragon meat you’re carrying around.”

“We’ll see about that.” He started pounding Gilda even harder to her delight.

“Please. This is how you dominate someone.” She grabbed Gilda’s feathers at the back of her head and pull back roughly. “I don’t remember telling you to stop eating you little turkey slut, now get back in there and do it right.” She shoved Gilda’s beak into her marehood and started thrusting against it. “Come on, worm-eater; search that hole for your next meal! Make. Me. Cum!” For her rough treatment Rainbow Dash was rewarded with Gilda frantically licking and lapping at her walls, longing for that sweet cum to fill her throat. “That’s more like it!”

“It’s easy to call her a slut or a whore, but it takes a real dom to make her your slut and whore. To take her body and her mind as yours. Make these two dirty holes your personal fuck toys and that naughty beak you’re loving so much.” He grabbed her tail and yanked hard pulling her hips off the table, with each thrust he would pull her by the tail into impaling herself on him. It was hard, rough, and merciless and from the way Dash was screaming out her pleasure and Gilda was squeezing, he knew that the gryphon was losing it, moaning hard and fast into the other mare. “Look at that, I’ve fucked her so hard, I actually shut you up.”

“You, ah, w-wish!” Rainbow only muttered the last bit out of instinct, trying to force eye-contact to be made with the cocky dragon while drowning in a sea of considerable pleasure, only to catch a glimpse of her lover’s arms being seemingly caressed by Spike’s much larger hands.

“Let me show you, then.” His draconian greed surged through him. Spike leaned down, grabbing Gilda’s arms, moving down them until he was firmly clenching her wrists in his hands, and as he pulled back he took her with him, prompting a quick, “Hey, I was using that?” from Dash as the gryphon’s beak slid out of the daredevil’s marehood, but he paid her no mind as he thrust back into the table, pulling her arms and forcing Gilda up so she stood against him, his head looming over hers, his muzzle and all its sharp teeth beside her in perfect view of her left eye. He let go of her wrists, and roughly grabbed hold of her breasts, trapping her against him, working the flesh hard and pinching the nipples between the sides of his fingers. Gilda was putty in his hands moaning like a wanton whore, and he loved it. Every moan prompted a pulsating feeling from deep inside him; his domineering, greed-laden instincts were his to wield as he wished, compared to how controlling they had been in the past. Her head unmoving, he watched with delight as her eye moved slowly up from his chest and arms, past his muzzle, finally freezing upon reaching his own slitted eye. His thrusts started anew, each time going into her lifting her entire body up off the floor and grinding her clit against the table. He watched as Dash’s complaint fell away at the display, causing him to smile with a noticeable aura of smugness, fangs even more prominent, at the mare. He chuckled teasingly as he watched her begin working her clit hard, knowing the effect they had on her soaked marehood.

His attention turned back to his enthralled captive, noticing the same wetness dripping off her beak. His tongue lashed out and gave it a quick lick, teasing the beak and enjoying the shiver he felt go through her, as well as the one he visibly caught from Dash. His voice came out strong and powerful like the fire that he breathed. “Gilda, from now on,” he punctuated each word with a hard thrust, “You. Are. Mine. This ass is mine. This pussy is mine. Even this cute little beak,” he took another lick, “is mine. When I want you, where I want you, all mine. My personal slut, my own little sex toy, a dirty gryphon serving and worshiping my draconic cocks however I please. Do you understand? You’re my little sex slave, and you love it, don’t you?!” the last part came out with a growl and a plume of smoke, that had his new slave squeezing extra hard. Before she could answer, he let go of her chest and pushed her up with an extra-vigorous thrust, causing her to drop back down upon the table, though he was careful to use his tail as a cushion to stop her from hitting too hard, guiding her down softly. With her breasts once again pressed against the table, he placed his hand on her back between her wings, fingers briefly grinding into the spot to her delight, before strongly holding her against the table, angling her craning neck in the process, before pumping again, forcing her beak to be thrusted back into the needy marehood it belonged in, continuing his assault.

Gilda was in heaven. Her head swam, every insult, every bit of control taken from her only drove her further and further into ecstasy. She ground her hips as he thrust; her body reaching the very limits of her control to hold off the coming orgasm. As she heard him proclaim that she was his, heard of a fate where she spent her days on her knees licking, sucking, and being fucked by Spike, the final bit of control fell. Pleasure shot through her entire body as she came, wings springing open as she screamed her answer into Dash, a yes that reverberated all the way to the mare’s core, as she squeezed and milked Spike for all he had, her body determined to be filled.

Rainbow Dash’s entire body shook as electricity shot through her. Gilda’s finale was creating fireworks in her head as her own actions against her clit made it as if lightning coursed through from her core, reaching every fiber of her being. Her wings popped open as she ground into the gryphon’s beak. She felt herself about to cum, imagining the fluids that would soon shoot from her body into that waiting mouth below. She screamed out as she came just as she expected, filling Gilda, “Taste the rainbow, bitch!”

The way her velvety walls tightened around him as she came was almost too much for Spike. He hilted himself hard into her a few more times as Dash shook, quickly joining Gilda in her orgasmic bliss. Ready to give her everything she wanted, he pushed in as far as he could go, more than aware that Gilda’s whole beak was likely lodged in her lover from the force of his thrusts. He roared out as he came, feeling his body focus entirely on where their bodies met, before shooting load after load of warm draconian seed into her well-used holes, each release sending bursts of pleasure through his body.

Dash’s cum splashed against the back of Gilda’s throat as the gryphon greedily gulped down every drop of nectar from her Mistress. She had missed the sweet ambrosia from the pegasus so much that her lust-addled mind knew to savor every drop. The joy she felt in her heart at getting her old lover to cum again after so long was beyond words. Her enjoyment of the delicious liquid was interrupted, however, as Gilda felt the first splash of the warm dragon essence pour into her womb and ass, her eyes rolling back as another orgasm hit just as hard as the first. Cognitive thought left her as the feeling of fullness began to interweave with her orgasm, the final, amazing, torturous burst of pleasure came as she felt her ass squeezed hard by both claws as he held her in place so that none of his cum was wasted by spilling out of her. Still, as he pulled out of her once he had released all he had for her, she felt her traitorous gaping holes allow some of his precious seed to escape.

Of the three heavily panting residents of the now very musky smelling library, Spike was the first to speak, “Taste the Rainbow? Really?”

"For your information, she liked me saying that to her when I came," briefly recalling happier memories of her past, with plenty of soaked sheets and one well-flooded beak.“Round 2, right? Cause I’m expecting a turn here with those,” she motioned to Spike’s still-proud towers.

Spike looked at the red Gilda, confirming what Dash had said, and suppressed a chuckle, as well as a need to comment. Turning his attention downward, he breathed a thin, steady stream of green fire directly at his twins. The flames bathed over them, cleaning any fluid or mess on them while doing no harm to him whatsoever. With himself cleaned up, he looked up and noticed the stares of the two females, each mixing a puzzled expression with one of concern. “What?”

Rainbow Dash shook her head slightly, her eyebrow raised in curiosity. “It’s not like it’s every day I see a guy shoot fire at his own dick.”

“Dragons are fireproof, and I figured you’d prefer them clean before I use them to fuck your brains out, as you’d put it. Is it really that weird that I want my girls to be safe and happy?”

“That’s,” Dash had to admit that no other male she had slept with had shown quite that much concern for the well-being of her or others during sex, at least to this degree. She did not necessarily blame them, but she found herself quite happy with Spike’s own decision, “very considerate and appreciated, Dragon Boy. Plus, dragon fire is pretty fucking awesome.”

Gilda nodded her agreement, truly thankful to find a lover who cared so deeply about her.

The sudden attention to his actions made him blush a little. “Well, you’re welcome.”

The fire had also heated them up in more ways than one as they each squeezed their thighs together in anticipation.

Spike spoke, “Gilda, you think you can manage to stand?”

“Yes, Master, just let me, “she pushed herself up from the table, “Woah!” Spike’s arm caught her before she fell. “Thanks.” A quick kiss was his reward, before she placed her hands on the table to steady herself. “I got this.” With very little grace she managed to get to the side of the table, still using it for stability.

“You sure?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Alright, well, in that case,” his gaze shifted to Rainbow Dash, a mischievous glint in his eye. He reached across the table and grabbed the mare by the waist from where she was kneeling, and placed her down on her back, legs to his side and the lower of his two shafts hot dogged between her soaked lips. “I believe I made you a promise.”

“Tch. What happened to getting bent over?”

“I decided I wanted to see your face when you call me Master properly.”

Her cheeks burned, but she was not going to go down so easily. “Good luck with,” before she could finish Spike slammed the lower one into her, as the top grinded right across her clit, “nhhh!” It felt amazing. So full and warm as jolts shot from her clit up her body. “That all you-!” Again she was cut short as he pulled all the way out and thrust all the way back in. He kept going, refusing to allow Dash another word as he kept her mind racked with pleasure. She was fast to recover her strength though, well-versed in the way of the sexual arts as she was, keeping her down with the same trick would prove nearly impossible. “Not bad,” he pulled out, “but it’ll take-,” he rammed into her, this time forcing his way into her tight behind and marehood at the same time. “GAH!” If she was less tough and experienced or he less coated, it probably would have hurt like nothing else, but instead it had her seeing stars. He’d waited for her to get used to him so that he could launch his next attack. She was impressed, and so incredibly full; she could swear he was getting bigger while inside her. She never felt quite so full, not even that night she had spent with Soarin and Thunderlane. He worked her hard and fast, keeping her in a constant state of ecstasy.

“Say it, Dash!” He seemed to subdue a growl near the end of her name, if only barely.

“Gonna take more than this!” she managed between gasps.

Gilda watched in awe at her renewed-lover’s refusal to give in. Impressed that she could resist with such incredible fucking surely bringing her ever closer to release. Yet the powerful rutting left her body once again on fire, aroused and waiting to see what would come next as she watched the dragon dominate.

Spike smiled, so glad to hear she wanted to play more. “You asked for it.”

She felt as Spike made every thrust with his hips, going in as deep as he could. She was close to an orgasm, feeling herself teetering on the edge. At that very moment, he pulled out, like he knew with the next thrust he would have her cum, with no admission of defeat from her to show for his hard work. Except, the thrust never came, instead she felt his tip teasing her waiting openings. “What are you doing?”

“Waiting for you to say it, my little slut.” His grin widened.

The bastard was denying her! “Seriously? Tch, never!” Her scoff masked her own body’s begging for release, but no doubt knew her well enough to tell.

“Oh well, you’re really only cheating yourself.”

As she felt her orgasm slip away from her, she growled in annoyance, her body still dying for the release that had been stolen! Before she could open her mouth to tell him to go fuck himself though, he thrust back into her. She had to grit her teeth, almost biting her tongue in the process as the pleasure shot through her, made all the more intense by her body’s heightened need to get off. Again he worked her into a frenzy, moments away from her coveted sweet release, only to stop and tease her again.

“Come on, Dashie, you know you want to be my little slut. Just ask Gilda, she loves it. Don’t you, my little sex slave?”

She felt her own lips tremble in pleasant anticipation at his words. “It’s so good, Dash. You give in, tell Master you’re his, and he’ll reward you. Trust me,” she placed her hand on her stomach affectionately, feeling the warm dragon cum still trapped inside of her, “it’s the best thing I’ve ever felt.”

“Not in this lifetime, ‘Master’!” Her sarcasm was accompanied with a hint of venom, her body aching for relief.

Spike shrugged, a chuckle accompanying his actions as he kept gyrating his hips to keep the teasing strong. “I have all night.”

She could have screamed as another orgasm passed right by her. The damned dragon thought he could win this easily? He dove back into her, this time the sensation more powerful than any she could ever remember. Every thrust felt like it could bring her to orgasm, but none pushed her over. As she reached the peak for the third time her entire body was covered in sweat, her voice came out as nothing but moans of need and lust. He withdrew and resumed his toying with her.

“Who's my little Wonder-slut?”

“That all, dragon!?” she did not even sound convincing to herself as she moaned every word with pure need, but she was Rainbow Dash, Element of Harmony, Future Wonderbolt, and Fastest Flyer in all of Equestria, and she did not lose to anyone, in any capacity!

The sight before Gilda was amazing. Rainbow Dash was practically drooling in euphoric need as she moaned like a wanton whore. If she begged Spike, she wondered if he would turn her into such a needy mess. She really hoped so, as she rubbed her thighs together, pushing her own joy further at the sight.

“Say it!” His voice came out clear and demanding. He reached down and twisted one of Dash’s nipples, causing the mare to convulse slightly, but not cum.

“No!” Spike shook his head in mock disappointment, but the grin on his face gave away the truth; he wanted her to keep fighting. The knowledge irritated her, refusing to believe that the dragon had more self-control than she did.

He kept his eyes fixated on Dash, while he spoke aloud. “Gilda, you can finger yourself, but no cumming. Enjoy watching me break Dash,” he thrust in, opting a whorish moan from her, “here.”

He smiled down at her, buried in her nice, warm, welcoming folds. She was needy and at his mercy and he loved it. She would give in, submit, to him. The thought sent a tingling sensation up his spine, but he knew that there was no need to rush it. He was enjoying teasing her, breaking her stubborn need to resist the submission she desired so thoroughly. Making a mare he had come to love truly his, was an unexplainable sensation of happiness, one he looked forward to as he felt her body squeezing, trying to milk him each time before he’d pull out to resume his teasing.

He grabbed her wrists and pinned her arms to her side, to make sure she stayed still for what he planned next. “Do you remember what you taught me about using my dragon traits?” He took in a breath as he prepared to put one more nail in the coffin.

Rainbow Dash gasped as emerald fire spewed from his maw to right above her marehood and clit, where they were connected. Danger always held a unique attraction to her, being held in place and unable to move amplified the thrill further, and with her increased sensitivity the heat was unbearably arousing, causing her to shimmy her hips and stir the cock within her. He moved the flame across her body, less than an inch from her igniting her prized bolt, making her stomach sweat as the flames seemed to lick at her belly button, and nearly grazing her chest and now incredibly hard nipples. It felt as though if they stood any higher they’d touch the flames and burn themselves, and a jolt from her clit followed the thought perfectly. The fire ended right in front of her eyes; the beauty, majesty, and danger all in perfect view before being gone in an instant. She felt him roll his hips in her, a smug grin on his face. “W-What would you have done if that burned me!?” Her voice was needy and pleasured as she had failed to even convince herself she was legitimately upset.

Spike glared down at her menacingly, before turning his scowl into a grin, seeing through her made-up fear. “It wouldn’t, and it won’t. I’m in perfect control of my flames.” He pulled out and thrust into her eliciting a loud moan. “Just as I’m in perfect control of you, you just haven’t accepted it yet. Don’t worry, you will very soon.” He felt words sending beautiful shivers coursing through her, his voice dominating the very air between them. As he continued pounding her now-aching little pussy and ass, any control she had over her moans left her.

The fire and desire in her marehood was almost beyond words. Her whole body ached and her mind melted with every thrust. She was sopping wet and each thrust only forced more out of her. Never had she needed release so bad, every resistance she had fell as her mind succumbed to lust. She needed it so badly, she would do whatever it took to finally be allowed to cum. No humiliation was too much as long as it meant finally getting that sweet release. He had turned her mind and body into one giant source of orgasmic need, every amazing thrust coursing through her, pushing the limits of what she thought getting close to an orgasm felt like. She was panting like a bitch in heat, tongue lolled out, completely at his mercy. She loved it! No one had ever truly managed to tame her, and finally finding someone who could make her feel true submission the way Gilda felt it, thrilled her. He removed himself as she knew he would, her body screaming for her to finish, to surrender.

“Tell me: Who. Is. My. Slut!?” The dominance in his voice sent waves of pleasure through her.

“I’m your slut, Master! Your needy little whore! Fuck me, Master! Please, let this needy slut of yours cum, Master!” Finally, she was beat, and she could not be happier. Or more ready for what was to come, mainly her. She had hearts in her eyes as she looked right into his own. “Master! Let me cum!”

“Good girl.” At long last, he had done it. Rainbow Dash had called him ‘Master’ and meant it. He would probably never beat her in a race but he had bested her here. She was his, and he was ready to make her remember it forever, but would need just a little help, as he slowed his thrusts just enough to keep her teetering on the edge of her orgasm. “Gilda, are you feeling up to joining me in rewarding Dash for accepting her place?”

“Yes, Master, as long as it doesn’t require me to move too quickly, I’d love to.” Her face flushed red, her eyes looked hungrily at Dash like she had become some sort of sexual prey.

He released Dash’s arms and stood up, briefly running his hand over Gilda’s head and down her neck and back to her delight, the feathers to fur creating a truly unique, warm feeling against his scales. He gave her a quick kiss and as they separated, his eyes directed hers to Dash’s swollen, needy clit. “Then go pearl diving.”

She licked her lips, as she looked right at the red little bud. “Right away, Master.”

Rainbow kept her eyes open, watching Spike thrust in hard and kept pounding as Gilda bent down, moving towards her incredibly sensitive clit. Dash stared at her in anticipation as she moaned over and over loud enough to resonate through the entire library as her hungry lover came ever closer to her target. As Gilda’s beak closed on her clit, yanking it up roughly, and Spike hilted himself inside of her in one go, jolts of electricity shot through her body as her mind blanked and her eyes saw white. The moment of suspended reality lasted only a moment as she yelled the only word she could think of, “Master!” for all of Ponyville to hear, her voice cracking in the process as she came harder than she ever had before. Juices sprayed from her as she clamped down on Spike.

Keeping up his pace, Spike watched Dash ride out what appeared to be a very intense orgasm, the satisfaction and amusement feeding his ego substantially. The way she shook and spasmed every few seconds was undeniably sexy. For all of her body’s squeezing and shaking though, he fought off his orgasm. He had used every round of teasing to cool himself down. He still had plans for Dash and Gilda, but he knew if he did not hurry he would end up shooting off inside the Pegasus’ amazing body before he had the chance to see them through. “Gilda, you’re such a good girl.”

Gilda had busied herself with happily licking up the juices on and around his upper virility. “Thank you, Master.”

“So good, that you deserve a reward.” Briefly rubbing his tail on her own moist entrance, he took a moment with his hips back and in a far more leveraging position to lift Gilda up and place her delicately on her knees above Dash’s head. “Now, Dash, clean Gilda up.”

“Yes, Master.” Dash stuck her tongue out as she shakily grabbed the gryphon’s thighs, lowering her on to her face. Her tongue lapped and licked at the needy pussy as drops of dragon and gryphon cum leaked onto her face. She happily ate out the mess, wondering how many other Pegasi had been so lucky to get to taste even one of two flavors, let alone to taste them combined. To make matters even better, Spike was still pounding into her sensitive body, made all the more so by her orgasm.

Hearing and watching the proud Pegasus obey his orders was incredible. It fueled the fire in his chest and elsewhere; he couldn’t waste any time ogling. “Now, my little birdy slut, I want you to play with those big tits of yours.”

“Yes, Master.” She squeezed her chest roughly, adoring the way Spike watched as she played with herself in front of him. The tongue working between her legs was doing its own magic on her as the combined sensations had her moaning in need.

“I said to clean her, don’t forget the other hole.” Spike smiled as he heard a mumble he was sure translated to, ‘Yes, Master,’ come from under the gryphon. The look of bliss on Gilda’s face as she tilted her head back and squawked was quite rewarding for him, but it also allowed him to reach over unnoticed and pinch her clit before twisting it suddenly. The surprise assault’s effect was immediate.

Gilda’s head snapped down as she felt the first touch. She had no opportunity to do anything else as the twist and tongue sent her into euphoria. Her thighs squeezed around Dash as shockwaves ran through her body, she came squirting her juices all over Dash. She watched as she soaked the blue mare’s bountiful chest and trimmed stomach, splashed a bit on her lean thigh and even getting a little on Spike’s lower stomach. She used the last of her strength to hold off from passing out, resting, leaning back on her knees, hoping Rainbow would be okay with the shift in weight.

The sight of Gilda spraying everywhere had Spike very turned on and ready to finally get his relief. He grabbed Rainbow Dash’s legs and began thrusting into her, hilting every time. The heat of her body and the way it tried so hard to hold him inside of her was amazing, some part of him knew that the skilled pegasus was working the muscles inside of herself to pull it off too. Unable to contain himself any longer, Spike pushed all the way and gave a mighty roar as he shot everything he had left into the blue mare.

Rainbow Dash was glad she was such a natural multitasker as she worked her tongue and body to please her two lovers. Gilda’s warm fluids shooting all over her was an old favorite, something she had enjoyed greatly in the past as the warm, sticky liquid coated her fur and body. Her other reward however was much more enjoyable, as the dragon cum that shot into her body had a heat to it that no stallion could compare to. It filled her like a sticky, thick sauna and she found herself almost addicted to just how it felt to be sprayed with it, let alone the impressive amount that seemed to just keep coming. She could feel her womb and ass flood with the unique seed, and, with her already insanely heightened sensitivity, it sent her into the most earth-shattering orgasm yet. Fireworks went off in her head as lightning raced through her body from her clit. Her marehood convulsed while shooting out her own cum onto her legs and Spike; she was not as big of an absolute gusher as Gilda, but it made her no less one hell of a squirter, herself. Her hips shook even as they held him in place, her entire body reaching orgasmic nirvana in quick bursts. She had never been fucked so thoroughly, and that was saying something.

As the three of them remained in their positions as they rode out the last waves of their orgasms together. Once it ended, Gilda laid herself across the rest of the table releasing Dash from beneath her. “I’m just going to lay here and rest my eyes.” Within moments her chest was rising and falling rhythmically as she fell asleep, utterly exhausted.

Spike pulled out from Rainbow Dash finally, admiring the way her holes stayed open even after he removed himself, drips of their cum spilling out together. “I really thought I’d be the one to pass out.”

Raising herself up on shaky arms, Dash righted herself before stretching her legs and standing, needing only a little assistance from the table. “I think she’s had a long, emotional day, plus unlike me she’s not exactly in the best condition of her life. Half the reason you nearly beat her was because she hasn’t been training, that much is clear from her muscles alone. Plus, I have a feeling she hasn’t really been getting much since we… Well if it wasn’t obvious this is far from the first time we’ve fucked.”

“Never would’ve guessed.”

“Yeah, you’re full of shit. I’m guessing she told you that the two of us use to be fuck buddies… and something more.” She stared him down, his domineering side a thing of the past as he acted as meek as he’d get during training.

He scratched the back of his head, his claws grazing his scales as he struggled to maintain eye contact, as though he’d done something wrong. “She may have mentioned it.”

Dash just smiled down at her before showing the same sweet look to him. “Thank you. You were right, I never really wanted to have her out of my life, I was just so mad. I mean, I had a right to be, but forgiveness is better than holding a grudge, especially when you care for someone as much as I cared for Gilda… as much as I’m pretty sure I still do.”

Embarrassment seemed to return to the drake as, through concern, he spoke in earnest, “You know I’d do this for any of you girls.”

“I do. You’re really something great.” She gave him a quick kiss before heading towards her clothes. “Follow me to the balcony; I’ll take off from there.” She made for the stairs with him in tow.

Following behind, her ass was at the perfect angle as she ascended, and he found it impossible to not blatantly stare at it. She must have known too, as she gave it a shake for him. “You know you can stay here, right? I’d really like that, and I’m sure Gilda-”

She looked over her shoulder at him. “I know, but that’s not really my style… I’m not there, yet. I still don’t know if I really want to join this hoard of yours and settle down. I won’t say I’m against it, not like before, but the thought of giving up my freedom is hard for me. If I’m going to trade it, for as good as this is, I need to be sure. Still, I have to give you some credit; no one has ever dominated me like that before. It was amazing.” They reached the top of the stairs to Twilight’s bedroom, the large window that lead to the balcony a few feet away. “Gilda can’t be a dom to save her life, it’s as ironic as it gets. Everyone else who’s tried has either failed miserably because they don’t have the confidence to boss around someone as awesome as me or they’re just really bad at it.” She began dressing. “I mean Applejack knows how to work a rope, but I think she’s afraid she’s going hurt me if she spanks me or anything and dirty talk… yeah, no, she’s bad. I’m a switch, I like to dominate and I like to be dominated, so finally getting someone to really do it, well, it was awesome.” She gave him a kiss, her shirt the only thing not yet on.

“Honestly, I don’t even know where it comes from. I get possessive… It scares me a bit. I just see that big, dragon monster, and I don’t want that to happen again.” He felt a shiver run down his spine, far from the pleasant kind from before.

She gave him a sympathetic smile. “We all make mistakes, Spike, even someone as awesome as me. I know how hard you work to not transform again, but you need to stop beating yourself up over it. You’re a dragon, and dragons are awesome! I think maybe you just really need to find yourself and accept it. The more you try to fight part of who you are the worse it’s going to be when it comes out.”

“Zecora said something similar.”

“She’s almost as smart as me, so you should listen to her. Talk with Gilda and her; maybe they can help you figure things out. They know way more about dragons than we do, trust me.”

“I do.”

“Good. As for the hoard thing, give me some time to think on it. It’s a big decision… I mean we’d practically be married.”

“I-I suppose we would.” He could not hold back his smile at the thought of Rainbow Dash in a wedding dress.

“You’re hot and all, and our friends are all really juicy and hot and I’d get to fuck them too, so that’s a bonus. I just…” she trailed off unsure what to say.

“I get it. I really hope you’ll join us, but I’ll always be your friend.” .He felt his heart sink a little, barely masking it. “Even if you don’t end up joining.” The pain and worry held as he considered the reality that some of the others might refuse.

“Likewise. Alright,” she tossed her shirt on, “I gotta get going before this gets any sappier.”

“You know you could have borrowed our shower, right?”

“Yeah, but I like being sticky and sweaty and smelling like sex. Imma go home and rub one out to it,” she proudly proclaimed.

“I should be less surprised. By this point everyone else is asleep or falling asleep.”

“Probably should be. As for the other thing, you think a sex goddess like me is going to go down after a few rounds? My stamina is so much higher than that, and I’d say after training with me and fucking your way through half our friends, yours is getting up there too. Maybe one day you’ll be able to keep up with me, under the sheets, because we both know you’re never catching me in the air.” She gave him a wink.

He rolled his eyes. “Just you wait and see. I seem to remember hearing I wouldn’t get a ‘Master’ out of you either.”

“Exactly, and just like that you took the bait and stepped up to the plate like a real dragon, just as I planned.”

“This might be the best I’ve ever felt about being manipulated.”

“You’re welcome. Now I really gotta go.” She hit the bottom of her fist into her open palm. “ThOh, and two things before we say our goodbyes. One: Be good to Gilda and the others, I know you will but it’s my job to say it.”

Rainbow Dash: protective and loyal; he had to love her for it. “Of course.”

“Two: You still have to show up for training. Fucking all of this awesomeness,” she motioned to her body, “doesn’t mean I’m done with your ass. Next time I expect you to win the race, saving the day or not.”

Spike hung his head in defeat. “Yeah, I should have seen that coming. Okay.”

“Bring Gilda too if you can get her up. I think it’s about time someone gets back into peak shape, but she can be like a log, sometimes.” she huffed, recalling memories as far back as Junior Speedsters Flight Camp to accompany her warning.

“I’ll see what I can do.”

“Good boy.” She looked at the window, and for a moment Spike was certain he saw her struggling. When she turned back around she gave him a sad little smile. “I’ll see you tomorrow, later.”

“Later, Dash. You’re always welcome to spend the night whenever you want.”

“I think you’ll need a bigger bed at this rate.” A grin suddenly appeared as she voice her thoughts, “I don’t think we’ll all be able to fit on that table we used, either.”

“True.” He raked his mind for anything else he could say to make her stay, but knew it was time for her to leave.

“Bye, Spike.” She gave him a little salute, opened her wings, and took off from the balcony.

“Bye, Dash.” It was hard to watch her go, but he knew that she needed the time alone just as she asked for. Still, he felt better than ever about his relationship with her.

As he walked down the steps he spotted Gilda still passed out on the table; he smiled at the cute gryphon. He picked her up princess style and carried her downstairs to his bed; he’d be sure to clean the table tomorrow. He could feel his heart beat faster as she cuddled her head into his chest along the way. Using his tail, he moved the covers before laying her down. He himself moved to the other side of the bed and lay down beside her. She rolled over, resting part of her naked body on him as one arm reached over and held on to him. He felt genuinely content and happy as he wrapped his arm around her holding her close.

“Did you mean it?” The unexpected voice surprised him for but a moment, its tone so soft and vulnerable.

“Did I mean what?”

“When you said I was your sex slave, did you mean it?” Her grip on him tightened.

It had been something said in passion and in response to Dash’s urging, and something he had not expected to have mentioned again. Yet, here it was. She was afraid and searching for an answer, but he had no idea what answer she wanted. Applejack’s voice seemed to appear from nowhere, ‘You should always be honest, especially in matters of the heart.’

“I care about you, Gilda. I never would have guessed that this sort of thing would happen, but it did. No, I don’t want you as a sex slave;” he felt her shaking; “I want you as part of my hoard. I want you as my lover, and if you’re not-”

Before he could finish she was on top of him, looking him in the eyes. “Do you mean that?”

“Yes. I know we don’t know each other as well as I know the other members of my hoard or the other girls I want in it, but I want to get to know you like that. I want to protect you and hold you and keep you safe. I can feel myself falling in love with you, even though it seems so fast. That’s weird, right? It feels weird… but it feels right.”

She smiled down at him, her beautiful amber eyes sparkling. She leaned down and kissed him, sweet and innocent. “Has anyone ever told you, ‘you talk too much?’”

“It’s been mentioned.”

“Well, they’re wrong.” She smiled down at him as cute and sweet as could be.

“I’ve always thought so.” He ran his hand down her back, petting her. “So what do you think?”

“I think, I would love to be part of your hoard. As for the sex slave thing, well, I’m a very dirty gryphon, so whether you meant it or not, you have yourself one now. Whenever, wherever, however you want it, I. am. yours. Master.” She felt a familiar shiver down her spine at her declaration.

“Please don’t get me horny again. After training, a race with Dash, a talonjob from a naughty gryphon,” her face lit up a beautiful red at that,” a race with you, and what the three of us did upstairs, I don’t think I could survive another round or three.”

“I’m sure you’d manage,” she gave him a naughty wink as she adjusted her rear on him, briefly feeling one of his great spires rising up once more, “but alright. So how does that sound, besides getting you horny?”

“Incredible and kind of scary, that’s a lot of trust to be putting into me.”

“I think you’ve earned it, you did save my life and help fix my relationship with Dash after all. Speaking of Dash… has she agreed to join your hoard?”

“Not officially, but she’s thinking about it seriously for the first time, as far as I can tell. I think she’ll come around. I was never really sure before, but now I finally feel like I have a real chance.”

Gilda rested her head on Spike’s chest. “That’d be amazing. Maybe better than I could hope for, but I’ve learned I need to hope for what I want and work to make it real. I love you, Spike.”

“I love you too, Gilda.” He used his tail to pull the covers up over the two of them, as they laid there enjoying one another’s warmth.

“I need a new shirt.”

“Yeah, we’ll ask Rarity tomorrow to make you a more sturdy one like Dash and I have for training. I imagine she’ll be happy to get to design clothes for gryphons.”

“Rarity is one of your and Dash’s friends, right?”

“Yeah… She’s also kind of another member of my hoard, the first member, top mare… I’m pretty sure Zecora and Twilight said something about talking to her and the others before I decided on new members. They’ll probably understand it just sort of happened and that it was all Dash’s fault.” The last words rolling off his tongue in an almost too-familiar manner.

“What do you think the others will think of me? I did kind of swoop in out of nowhere.”

His arms wrapped around her. “I think they’ll come to love you as much as I do when you show them the real you: The sweet gryphon who’s looking for her place in a world that hasn’t always been kind to her.”

“No, not looking, not anymore; I found it.”

“Yes, your place here with me, with us.”