Author's Notes:

Get's slightly cloppy at the end (Just watch for this color) of course this is a M fic so yeah...

For the second time in one day or would that be night(?), I found myself running like my life depended on it. This time, I had a shadow following me; namely, Wanderer. I don’t care, as long as he didn’t try to persuade me not to try to find Dragon FireWyrm.

I grumbled, as I knew it was not going to be easy finding him… It wasn’t like when I was trying to find a quiet spot. All I had to do then was run in any direction, and I knew I would eventually find a spot. Finding one dragon in a city filled with buildings, however, meant that I couldn't pick a random direction and hope for the best. I also couldn't fly over the city and try and spot something white and rainbow, as Dragon FireWyrm could be inside one of the buildings. Nevermind that even with the magic street lamps it was quite dark. That meant talking with… dragons.

That wouldn't be too hard, as I was soon in the middle of the city, and in the middle of a lot of dragons that were surprisingly still up at this late hour. What was hard was getting them to answer me quickly. I ended up accosting several dragons, trying to find one that could directly lead me to the dragon I was looking for. I did feel a small pang of guilt after I heard Wanderer apologize for me, after a particularly curse filled rant that I had given to a dragon that was not answering me fast enough. It was mitigated, though, when the dragon had given me a general direction of my target.

The directions led me to one of several parks that were scattered across the city. I stopped when I found him lying on a pile of gems, lying with his back towards me, near a water fountain depicting a strange mismatched creature peeing water. A series of magic lights encircled its base, bathing the area in a soft glow. Now that I found him, I could do the cliché, but badly needed, bending over and panting to catch my breath. I had been running nonstop for who knows how long, trying to find Dragon FireWyrm, after all. I think I’ve run more today then I have in my entire life, combined! I really need to get more exercise…

Now that I am not panicking over Magic Dowser, or shocked over what Dragon FireWyrm had done, I could get a better look at him. His scales were not like any dragon I had ever seen, even my own, as, unlike the usual shininess, his seemed almost weathered and rugged. As I slowly made my way around, I got a good look at the rainbow horns, which reminded me of the helmets that some sports ponies wore. It was then I saw a purple spark slowly drift down his back.

I reached out and grabbed the spark. Huh.. he also produces those sparks, just like DragonWyrm Heart...just not as many... I let the spark go, and it floated down and faded away. I wondered if this had something to with the type of dragon he was, as I had not seen any of those sparks on any other dragon. Of course, I had only gotten a good look at a few dragons so far, but I did know that Wanderer and Scorpion don’t have sparks…

A pink flare rocketed into the air, momentarily distracting me, and I looked over to see Wanderer lowering his paw. I wonder why he did that… A semi answer came seconds later, as a flash of light indicative of a teleportation spell blinded me. When my sight returned to me, there, standing next to Wanderer, was a yellow female dragon about the same size as him(but from the looks normal sized wings) with a pink belly and long pink spines that dropped over to one side. On the top of her head was a purple unicorn. The unicorn was sporting a mane style that to me screamed nerd… the only thing missing was a pair of glasses.

I snorted as I rolled my eyes. Of course… a pony... maybe she’s here to study dragons or something… Either that, or she’s one of the dragon spies... what’s next? A music and dance troupe comprised of pink tutu wearing alligators?

To my irritation, though not surprise, there was another flash, and this time it was Minty, Scorpion, Magic Dowser, and a cloaked figure about my size or so, I think. Much to my added frustration, the cloak seemed be enchanted… as I couldn't smell anything from mystery person, even though I was downwind. Another mysterious whatever… figures...

“Ruby, what are you doing?” Magic Dowser called out to me, worry and confusion etched on his face.

“Stay back, Dowsy.” I don't know how dragon mating works, and don’t want him getting hurt. It was bad enough that I was going have witnesses… at least there was no way that it would include fucking… too small for that… I think… I don’t see how a dragon of Dragon FireWyrm’s size would have a comically tiny cock...

“But Ruby!” Magic Dowser’s concern and confusion, I saw, were clearly building into full blown panic.

“Magic Dowser… please...” I pleaded with Dowsy. It was then that I noticed that DragonWyrm Heart had now appeared, much to my irritation. I hope no more show up… it's becoming a circus...

“Can someone please tell me what is going on?!” Magic Dowser shouted to those around him.

<Thirdclaw thinks that Ruby might be trying to initiate mating…>

“WHAT?!”

“It may not work, anyway…” Wanderer added.

“May... not…” Magic Dowser slowly ground out, not sure whether to rage, or feel relieved...

Ruby looked up to see that Magic Dowser had shouted. She saw that Wanderer was talking with him, so, for now, she could figure this out without worrying about whatever overreaction Magic Dowser had. She was not a young hatchling anymore; she had her own life to live and, as much she loved her brother, sometimes she got irritated at his ‘selective’ overprotectiveness. Boys were bad, but flames and meat were okay. Not that she could ever get near any to begin with…

I slowly continued circling my way around Dragon FireWyrm. With any luck, whatever Wanderer was telling Dowsy would keep his attention away from me for the duration of this… hopefully.

I lost sight of Dowsy as I finally got to where I could see Dragon FireWyrm’s face. Blazing across the top of his snout were golden scales, in the shape of a dragon paw. I had no idea how I missed that… of course, I was kinda more focused on his white flame and Dowsy, than anything else.

Speaking of sight, Dragon FireWyrm was staring off into the distance, and, if he had noticed my approach, or the flashes of teleportation, he didn’t show it. He almost looked depressed… not sure, though. I would have maybe thought that he could have just been one of those creepy types that sleep with their eyes open(it was late at night after all), except that he had just blinked.

“Dragon FireWyrm?” I whispered, feeling even more guilty than before.

“Dragon FireWyrm?” I sighed, after my second, much louder, attempt was ignored. Dragon FireWyrm apparently was not in the mood to talk… and all I wanted was to fix the mistake I made from before, and I don’t even know why I felt such a burning within me to mate with Dragon FireWyrm… stupid dragon biology...

Wanderer said that as a wyrm, his thoughts are animalistic… So how do animals show they are interested? Ugh… I’m getting back at Wanderer for this...

I could hear the shifting of gems behind me. I nervously looked behind me to see if Dragon FireWyrm had merely changed positions to ignore me, like he had been, but there he was, standing, with his head snaking down towards me while staring straight at me. His paw came forward, and gently put my tail down.

“WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING!?” Magic Dowser screamed. Even in the somewhat dim lighting Ruby was clearly visible.

He had seen everything from the top of Scorpion's head. He, along with Minty, who was over on Caretaker’s head, had been lifted up on onto the dragons’ heads so they could see what was going on. Minty had been quite embarrassed, having to watch, but she, like Magic Dowser, was concerned for Ruby, and wanted to make sure nothing bad would happen. She figured that this was just part of their culture, and hoped that they would allow her to face away, when and if the mating got to that part of ‘consummation.’

The entire clan groaned and facepalmed.

“She went the wrong way…” Wanderer shook his head at what Ruby did, though he could commend her resolve. He really wanted to help with the embarrassing things she was doing, but he knew that somehow, Ruby wanted to figure this out on her own. Come on, listen to the wyrm within, Ruby… remember with your heart, not your head...

Scorpion readied himself, as, if Magic Dowser’s prior reactions were any indication, he was about to have flaming hot hair spines… literally.

“The wrong way!?” Magic Dowser growled. “She just...like… like some animal!”

“And did you notice what Dragon FireWyrm did?” Wanderer countered and stopped. Magic Dowser looked just like when Twilight got overly angry, which meant that he better not explain that presenting herself came later...

Magic Dowser hmphed, he did notice, and, while he was grateful for that, he was still ticked. Scorpion sighed with relief, as he could tell that his spines were safe, for now.

Wanderer eyed Magic Dowser for a bit, until he was sure his anger faded to less explosive levels. “Anyway, to initiate mating requires ‘kissing,’ with their flames…”

“What?” Magic Dowser snorted in amusement. “No way. Ruby never uses her flame, specifically because it could hurt someone, and has… and I distinctly recall Dragon FireWyrm using his flame in that fight, which would make no sense unless it can hurt other dragons...”

“Says the pony healed via Dragon FireWyrm’s flame.”

Magic Dowser was about to protest that, but he could not find a way to do so. Wanderer smugly smirked at this, before he turned back to Ruby and Dragon FireWyrm.

I felt a mix of relief, embarrassment, and sadness over what I did.

“Why?” I sniffed as I attempted to reign in my rapidly deteriorating emotions. “Why am I so drawn to you? Wanderer said that I have a strong Inner Fire... whatever that means… This is so fucking confusing...”

Dragon FireWyrm lifted my head up with one of his very large claws. If it wasn’t for his earlier help with Dowsy, I would have flinched away from it. Of course those eyes… the same loving eyes, and yet, I could see that he had the look of one being apologetic for what he was about to do. I was about to back away when he leaned in and kissed me! A very small wisp (even for me) of his flame entered into my mouth.

I always wondered how flame tasted, and now I got to taste it, and it was… I don’t know how to describe the heavenly flavor… All I knew was that I wanted more of it, and that nothing else would ever taste the same. Before I knew what I was doing, I blew some of my flame into his mouth. A shiver went down Dragon FireWyrm’s spine as I did.

Why the hell did I do that?! I stumbled backwards, away from Dragon FireWyrm, the moment I realized what I did. I spun away and was about to rush off when one of his tails slammed in front of me, cutting off my escape.

Relax.

I blinked as I realized that, while I heard a growl issue from Dragon FireWyrm, I knew exactly what he had said. This was similar to when both DragonWyrm Heart and Wanderer spoke in that truth telling language.

Dragon FireWyrm licked my face. It okay.

The licking was even better than when Wanderer licked me. Not sure how. All I could think of was that it was some sort of instinctual thing, linked to potential mates or something… the problem is, how could I relax!?

“How can I… I could have hurt you, like I did with my brother…” I snapped then flinched. I didn’t mean to sound angry. I’m just so confused. “Thanks for healing him, by the way…”

Dragon FireWyrm crooned softly as he leaned down and nuzzled the side of my face. I can see why Dowsy, Minty, and every couple I've even seen do it. Something was soothing about the feel of his scales and his smell. Wait, what? In a panic I pulled away…

Can't hurt mate. Mate hoard. Wyrm never hurt hoard. Mates are one… own fire can’t hurt oneself...

I instantly saw the fire in Dragon FireWyrm’s eyes become a raging, all-consuming fire. I fell back at the hatred that poured out. I somehow could feel that the rage was for anything that threatened, not him, but what he hoarded. Just as suddenly, the flame became merely a harmless lit candle for his ‘hoard.’ The change was jarring. My heart slowed down as I reflected on what I saw, but one thing bothered me, and was something I didn’t like.

“Look, I get you want me to be your mate, but I’m no prize, or thing to be hoarded away…”

Prize? Dragon FireWyrm tilted his head before shaking it. No, gift from Voice… Our soul same so hoard same… rare… beautiful… special… but willing… gift willing, prize forced….

“I might believe having souls that match, but hoarding? No... I don’t hoard.”

Who you hoard?

“As I said, I don’t hoard.” I deadpanned as I crossed my forearms, sitting on my haunches. I’m beginning to wonder about the intelligence of Dragon FireWyrm, as claimed by Wanderer.

Who, what care more than own life?“My brother, Dowsy…” I said without hesitation, though I had an idea where Dragon FireWyrm was going with it… much to my annoyance.

Then Prey Brother your hoard. I growled angrily at my brother being called ‘prey brother’, but said nothing, as it was clear that Dragon FireWyrm was not meaning anything bad by saying it… Probably an aftereffect on however the fuck I could understand his growls, grunts, hissing, rumblings, and other animalistic sounds as words.

What is brother? Dragon FireWyrm questioned before I could object to ‘hoarding’ my brother.

“Uh… “ I stumbled as I tried to answer the question. I almost said Dowsy, but Dragon FireWyrm’s speech patterns so far have been clunky. This meant that what he said needed a bit of interpretation, before I could fully understand him. In this case, he was asking what my brother was to me… which was obviously family, though I knew there had to be somewhere deep he was going, so, for now, I would answer with the word I knew he was wanting me to say. “Family.”

You protect Prey Brother?

“Yeah...”

Wyrm protects hoard. You protect Prey Brother, Prey Brother hoard.

“Dowsy is a living, breathing thing! Not some sort of gold trinket to be locked up in a drawer, or behind glass!”

How that protect? Dragon FireWyrm looked at me in horror. Happy hoard more value. Free hoard happy. Do... be what hoard needs. Always know what hoard needs.

I sighed as I remembered something that Wanderer had said.

All I know is that he only cared about his family, before... Nothing made him happier than to see his clan just be themselves, and be the best they could be, too… That part of him became stronger, to the point of instinctual, after he became a wyrm, so that he no longer had any thought for himself, just whatever would make the clan stronger...

Feeling better? Dragon FireWyrm suddenly said, after some silence on my part.

I blinked at the complete change in topic. But then, I remembered what started this whole conversation: my confusion over my feelings about Dragon FireWyrm. I was definitely feeling a bit a better about why all this was happening… even if I wanted to gag a bit at all the cheesiness… as from what Dragon FireWyrm and Wanderer have said, we were destined from the dawn of time or something... I mean, I’m all for the romantic stuff, but sheesh... I guess this is cosmic payback for all the teasing I did to Dowsy about having a marefriend.

“Yeah…”

Hoarding, what all wyrm and dragon do. A must… like breathing, eating...

“What does that leave us?” I said after a pause. Dragon FireWyrm had seemed content to let me think, after his ‘hoard a must’ line.

Prey Brother yours… Will Prey Brother be mine, Prey Brother ours? He simply asked. To my surprise, there was no pleading in his voice or demeanor, just a calmness. I was honestly not sure if I should be be annoyed that he didn’t plead, or not...

“I don’t honestly know, I… I need more time...” I lied. I so wanted to mate with him and right now. The feelings of needing him had only strengthened since that weird kiss... But if what Wanderer had said was true, I can’t go back on this… This would be so much easier if we were both ponies, as I would have no issue being special ponies… as we could date and see if we were the ones for each other… though, from what I could see, that we could maybe one day be married...

“What?” I pressed as I saw that Dragon FireWyrm seemed uneasy about my statement. Whether it was that he noticed that I lied or not, I couldn’t tell for sure. Seriously, the guy was like on permanent stoic face. Not once did he make but the most subtle of facial expressions. It was only through looking into his eyes that I was able to see how he was feeling…

Time nearly gone… Dragon FireWyrm murmured sadly. Soon too late to mate… when smell gone...

“You dragons have some fucked up rules…”

I wyrm… not dragon.

“Dragon, Wyrm…” I rolled my eyes. “It’s still fucked up about having choose your mate so arbitrarily… and fast…”

Dragon FireWyrm titled his head at me, a bit confused. I guess I could understand his confusion. He and probably every dragon, besides myself, were raised in such a way that deciding on a mate like this would be expected… and to my chagrin, biologically wired into us… but… I can see why my body created ‘fuck me’ pheromones that attracted him to me… we both care or ‘hoard’ family… still not completely sold on that word…

Mate or not mate… I happy if you are…

I smiled at Dragon FireWyrm, though I was still a mess inside… I was glad to see that he was genuine in his statement… He really had actually been genuine this whole time… and patient…

“Uh, Dragon FireWyrm… how long does it take for dragons to find a mate?”

Some wait many pony lives. Some wait one season. Some live many, many, many pony lives die never mate… Not matter… Dragon FireWyrm leaned back and put a paw to his chest. Listen to heart… dragon heart can’t lie…

Dragon FireWyrm laid back down as I went over everything that I was told and was feeling. Normally, I would call out on the bullshit that is ‘the heart doesn’t lie’ line… but if, biologically, we only can mate with one and one only, and are wired to know who our mate is going to be, then our hearts can’t…

“You are thinking here, but not here.” Wanderer pointed to my head then my heart. If the wyrm is the heart, and if it’s animalistic, then, like any animal, it just knows what is a good mate or not...

“...We are one of the most passionate races you will find...” ...Especially with ‘hoards’ I add. Like Dowsy… and he wants to protect him, just like I do...

<We are so close to magic itself that our language, our bodies, our names, our culture, our memories, our code, our families, our everything are tied to that!>

<Magic resonance between dragons can only occur within family...>

I sighed I looked up at the sky. It seems like fate brought us together, and frankly, I could see myself mated to him… A gift…. he called it… A gift that I truly wanted… needed, really...

Without warning I leaned in and kissed Dragon FireWyrm. I smirked when I noticed that this took him by surprise. The same urge as before to let lose my flame came over me. Though I knew it wouldn’t hurt him, I hesitated for a moment, before I could feel one of Dragon FireWyrm’s tails curl protectively around me. This gave me the courage to let go.

Ruby was in heaven, as she swallowed the flame that Dragon FireWyrm was blowing into her mouth. Normally, Ruby wasn’t all that greedy, and would be happy to share but as she kissed Dragon FireWyrm’s she started becoming very possessive and greedy. Mine… No one else can have him… Dragon FireWyrm mine.

Ruby didn’t seem to notice that her mental state was shifting. But what she did notice was that her horn was longer than it used to be, and was even growing before her eyes. She pulled away in shock and horror, and looked over herself after she also noticed that Dragon FireWyrm seemed closer to her, somehow. That meant only one thing. I’m growing!? Not again!

Relax. Dragon FireWyrm cooed once again, trying to calm his soon-to-be mate.

I trying… “I just don’t want a repeat of last time…” Ruby unknowingly spoke in both wyrm and normal. She didn’t want to have the same issue as the last time she physically transformed… She didn’t want her mate to take on more scars on her account… even if they did add to his rugged good looks.

Nothing controls fire but fire. Wyrm is fire. YOU are fire. Remember, Wyrm never hurt hoard. Dragon FireWyrm nuzzled Ruby as he spoke.

Ruby returned the nuzzle, after basking in the affection for a moment. She then took a deep breath, and started kissing with her flame, which restarted the mating and her changes.

She ignored the feeling of a tingling sensation going up and down her body, as she continued to grow. The tingling sensation soon left Ruby, as her physical growth finally ended. Her mind kept changing, however, continuing its march towards being animalistic. She was not afraid, anymore, as her mate’s flame was so warming, so soothing. Her mate’s fire would keep her safe and help her protect hoard.

Ruby want sex.. Sex good, mate now. I need my mate to fuck me hard….

Dragon FireWyrm noticed the lust flashing at him from his mate. He had held back his growing lust, waiting for his mate to be ready. With her now being ready, he opened the floodgates and growled feral-like, plunging right into Ruby.

Ruby’s mind blanked out momentarily from the immense pleasure of the penetration of DFW’s length into her vent, the bumps and ridges perfectly stimulating her folds. She of Hourglass twisted around and grabbed Dragon FireWyrm possessively, her claws skittering across his scales. She was not going to let him go, even as her mate began to thrust in and out.

As Dragon FireWyrm thrusted into her, She of Hourglass could feel the rest of her sentience leave her as her mind filled with the knowledge of being a wyrm, and of her mate and clan. She growled in lust over not only the sex, but over the large hoard that she now shared with her mate. Hoard good. Sex good… must have more...

She of Hourglass roared in delight from a powerful oragsm as Dragon FireWyrm hilted one last time into her, and they climaxed. A stream of white fire flew into the sky, accompanying her roar. Dragon FireWyrm also roared from his own orgasm and he instinctively clamped down on She of Hourglass’ shoulder, sealing their fates as mates with it.