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A Dragon in Equestria: Greldon & Twilight

Through a valley in the rolling landscape of Equestria's borderland, Twilight Sparkle ventured down a long dirt road following a clattering river.

The young alicorn loved taking in her surroundings during her journey southward, the green hills with the large trees softly whispering in the wind. Usually it was very beautiful land, yet very lonesome.

Right now though, it was also very wet, since a fierce storm was heading over, complete with rain, thunder and strong gusts of wind. Actually the thunderstorm now was so strong that she decided to look for a place where she could wait without the risk of being struck by a bolt.

Seeking shelter, she left the main road and galloped onto a small path into the forest. Under the canopy of the trees, she was at least getting less wet, but the mare continued. Approaching one of the bigger hills, she saw what seemed to be a cave entrance near a pond.

Once inside, Twilight was now safe from the storm, but it was very dark inside. She could, though, see a faint light here and there, and hear some unfamiliar noises.

„H-hello? Is there anypony in here?" she asked carefully.

The dragon stirred in his sleep, which wasn't as deep as it might should since there are too many emotions stirring inside him. Emotions leading to everlasting nightmares, and right now, he was dreaming of somebody calling him. But his inner voice told him that it was not a dream and since he feared that they would have come after him again, he forced himself up to his feet. He stared into the darkness. There! Wasn't there a movement at the cave's entrance? He sniffed the air, his nostrils flaring. The smell of humid stone, but also the refreshing scent of grass in the rain touched his nostrils. And then, there was something else... a smell, slightly familiar, a smell which suddenly triggered sad memories. But was it really... equine scent? „Hello there", he rumbled into the darkness.

Staring into nearly perfect darkness, Twilight was caught off guard by such a powerful voice responding to her call. Not that it was particularly loud or frightening, except for the fact that the sound originated from so much higher than where the young alicorn was standing herself...

Of course, Twilight thought_, I should've expected that in a dark cave..._

Considering that the rumbling response had sounded friendly enough, the mare lit up her horn with her magic, illuminating the cave with a faint, purple glow, the contours of the dragon's body becoming visible.

„O-oh, hello," Twilight said, looking up at the dragon's eyes. „I... uhm... hope, I'm not disturbing you. I was hoping to find some shelter from the rain, but... I... I will leave you alone if you want me to," the Princess added, not wanting to get on a bad leg with the large creature inhabiting the cave. She was prepared to flee immediately, if he showed any sign of aggressiveness.

The dragon pulled back his head in surprise as in response to his call the magical light lit up in front of him. His eyes widened in surprise as he recognized a unicorn standing in front of him. But it was different from all the unicorns he ever had heard of or even had met before. It wasn't a horselike (or maybe also deerlike), white coated creature with one single, spiralled ivory horn on its forehead. This unicorn here had also a pair of wings like a Pegasus and its fur was actually purple. The dragon lowered his head, slowly, not to startle her. His nostrils flared as he took in the scent, recognizing the smell of a mare. His silver scales were twinkling in the magical light of her horn.

Only now he got the meaning of her words and he looked over her shoulder out of the cave. „What a terrible weather, it's still raining as it seems. Damn!"

His tail swished back and forth in anger, but then he calmed himself down.

„Of course, you may stay. Here it is dry and warm after all. I just hope...", the dragon blushed a bit, „you don't mind the dragonsmell in this cave. By the way, I won't mean any harm for you. Oh, and where are my manners. My name is Silverdragon. Greldon Silverdragon. Just _Greldon_for my friends."

The dragon reaches out a friendly paw towards the alicorn.

Relieved to find out the dragon was friendly, though still slightly intimidated by the dragon's height and powerfully swinging tail, the young alicorn gave a friendly smile as she raised a foreleg and carefully laid her hoof in the soft paw, and gave a polite hoofshake.

„I am pleased to meet you, Silverdragon," the pony said in her cheerier voice. „My name is Twilight Sparkle. Well, technically it's Princess Twilight Sparkle, but... please, call me just Twilight."

She put her hoof on the floor again and quietly sniffed the air. She wasn't able to figure out what Greldon was apologizing for, as there wasn't any particularly noticeable smell, at least not that she was aware of. Of course, she had read that ponies', and in particular unicorns' sense of smell was inferior to that of dragons... And only then did she notice how wet and flattened her mane was, how drenched and matted her coat, and how cold she had actually gotten in the autumn rain outside...

„Thank you very much for offering me to take shelter here from the storm," the Princess said as she looked the larger creature in the eyes once more, „that is very friendly of you to do."

The dragon gave her a thoughtful look as he slowly dropped down onto his belly.

„You seem to have become soaked in the rain as well."

The dragon shook himself a little bit.

„So did me yesterday, when the storm forced me down to the ground. I have found that nice cavern and I am still not sure, if I will settle down here permanently or if I shall continue my wandering."

The dragon made the impression as if he wanted to tell something else, but he shrugged slightly and lifted a wing in an inviting gesture.

„I can offer you to put you under my wing until you are dry and warm again. And of course, I won't mean any harm to you, I don't feed on equines. So, if you want to, you are welcome... And then I would be interested to learn what a creature like you is doing here in the Northern Lands, close to the dragon's realm, since... well, not erverydragon of my kind is... well... like me."

The lilac alicorn took the slightest step backward when the silver dragon before her laid himself down, the pony remaining ever cautious yet wanting to show that she felt comfortable with the dragon's offers of hospitality. Looking with a bit of awe as Greldon raised his wing, revealing the cool blue shimmering skin hidden inside, Twilight slowly took some steps forwards again as she understood the dragon's invitation.

„That's... very kind of you, thank you," the alicorn replied with a smile as she sat down next to the silvery one, already feeling the warm air pocket from under his wing warm up her wet fur. Twilight lit up her horn once more to use her magic on her mane and tail, wringing them out to clear them from most of the water, followed by unfolding her own soft wings and using a wind spell to get a soft air current to flow through them, which would hopefully get those dryer as well. She turned her head to look into the dragon's face, and gave a half-sympathetic, half-questioning look.

„I know what you mean; the storm also meant for me that I couldn't continue flying... And actually, I'm on my way back from the dragon lands in the North," the young Princess explained, before elaborating a bit to hopefully answer Greldon's wonderment more: „I represented Equestria in a couple of international discussions, and... well, the dragon ambassadors and delegates I met all seemed very friendly; I, uhm... May I ask what you mean that not all dragons are like you?" she asked carefully, hoping not to lead the still young conversation into dangerous territories.

As the alicorn mentioned the dragon lands in the North, Greldon winced slightly - it was still a sting inside him hearing someone talking about the place where he hatched.

„Well", the dragon replied, trying hard to let his voice sound calm and emotionless, „did you only to talk to our ambassadors, but also to one of the three Elders?"

„No, unfortunately I did not. I've read about them in one of my books on the North; if it's true what was written, they're very smart and righteous and are thus elected to rule over the Lands... somewhat like the Royal Sisters of Equestria, in a way," the young Princess mused as she thought more about what she knew from the three most important dragons. „I would've loved to have met them, but I can understand they must be very busy. Whenever the Northern ambassadors mentioned them, I could tell that they held the Three in high praise, so maybe, one day, I'll get to talk to one of them..." the pony said, a friendly smile still present on her now somewhat dreamy expression, the ever studious mare imagining how much precious knowledge those dragons might possess and be willing to share.

The dragon thought about her words before he simply answered: „I see."

He closed his eyes for a moment and the Princess could tell that this dragon did his best to keep himself calm.

„Well, then", he adds with a slightly raised voice. „I am sorry that you haven't met the Elders, since they are indeed something... particular. Elected indeed and very popular and high held by the dragon's community. They are praised for being the keepers of traditions and old ancient dragon values."

All of a sudden the dragon jumped up to his feet, his tail swishing back and forth and he gives his guest a glare: „Busy?_Indeed they have been _busy. They are always busy. Busy to keep every new idea away from the dragon's realm. To be honest, I am surprised to learn that they actually allow ambassadors of other realms - they could bring new ideas, after all.

These d...!"

But just as if someone invisible had pulled a lever, the dragon suddenly calmed down and dropped down onto his belly again.

He chuckled: „Well, at least you have had the opportunity to study the dragon realms and above all, you are able to compare your impressions with the things written in your books, when you are back at home. You were really a lucky Princess and you even don't know it how lucky you were. By the way... did you travel all alone?"

Twilight jumped a bit and shrunk behind her wing at the dragon's sudden outburst. But she wondered even more why he calmed down again so quickly. Well, better not think further about that, dragons are, after all she knows, very impulsive creatures.

She took a deep breath and answered calmly: „Yes, I travelled to the North all by myself and I was planning to do the same for the way back."

The Princess looked to the cave entrance; it was starting to get dark outside, and the rain was plunging down harder than before.

„I'll just have to hope this isn't turning into one of those week-long showers that occur in northern Equestria."

The dragon nodded and rested his head onto his forepaws.

After a while, the Princess broke the sudden silence by asking: „So, how have you been spending your time here since you got hit by this storm?"

She hoped to get the conversation on lighter and friendlier grounds; politics seemed to provoke something in that dragon.

Greldon didn't answer immediately. He just gazed out of the cavern and mused: „I am afraid to say, even if the rain is going to stop during the night, the storm won't. And, well, it is getting dark outside. Of course you may stay here in my lair for the night if you wish."

Without a further comment he got up onto his feet again and vanished into the dark back of the caves, only to return with two small barrels in his paws and two mugs.

„Well, I do have cider here and in the other barrel dragon-brew. Unfortunately, I wasn't out for hunt yet."

„Oh, I am sorry", the dragon added quickly as he realized Twilight's alarmed expression in her face, „it is only a dragon's way of expressing the fact of not having food around. Uhm... What I wanted to say is, well, I don't eat equines, but that's another story. Anyhow, for answering your question: I did not much so far. I just stored my few personal belongings and I hoped to get into the forest for a certain weed, which I need for my wings to heal. But...", the dragon sighed unhappily, „I didn't find any dragonherbs as it is called."

Twilight sheepishly held up her hoof when she was presented with the kegs of drink Greldon possessed.

„Thank you, cider would be really great."

Greldon nodded and filled a mug with cider and handed it to Twilight. For him he chose dragon-brew, a nearly black liquid with a layer of cream-coloured foam on top of it, which caught immediately the Princess' interest.

„What are you drinking there?"

„Dragon-brew."

„I guessed so, but what is it exactly?"

„Well, as far as I know it is something which the humans have invented. At least, long, long time ago, so I was told, a human - I think, he called himself a monk - dropped by. I was still a hatchling and not interested into this kind of things. Anyhow, he carried some kegs and barrels with him and shared it with the Elders. He taught them how to brew that stuff. We dragons altered the original receipt to fit our tastes better. Now it is by far stronger and it helps to ease pains of all kind. But it also can give you comfort and joy. Would you like to sample?"

Greldon offered her his mug and Twilight sniffed it curiously. But then she wrinkled her nostrils and shook her head: „Nope, I prefer that cider. To your health!"

Twilight let her horn glow again and the cup floated in front of her muzzle in the air making it easier for her to drink. After the few gulp, she licked her lips.

„Oh, it tastes not bad, but I know far better cider, to be honest. Where did you get this one?"

„From some merchants, unicorns as well. As far as I remember, they were brothers and their names were Flim and..."

„Flam!" Twilight added with a disdainful snort.

„You know them? They have been somehow quite jolly fellows."

„As if! They are simply troublemakers. If I may advise you, Greldon, please keep yourself away from them. And concerning cider: If you come with me to Ponyville, then I will you present to my friend Apple Jack. Together with her family she can offer you Equestria's finest cider."

Greldon nodded and emptied his mug with one huge gulp. He looked into his empty mug thoughtfully. Did she actually offer him to come with her? Certainly not. She was a Princess after all, with duties and stuff, while he...

He shook his head and watched silently Twilight sipping at her cider.

„You mentioned earlier those dragonherbs. Of course I would be glad to help you find the herbs you need; when the weather is not too bad... What are they for, by the way? You said something about their healing abilities."

The dragon poured himself another mug of dragon-brew, but he remained silent, thoughtfully.

„So, uh, shall I make myself a comfy place to sleep the night, or...?" Twilight asked, wanting to at least do her own share of work to repay the dragon for his hospitality but also having the intention to keep the conversation going.

After he had taken another large gulp, the dragon set the mug down.

„Well, it would be kind of you to help me finding the herbs. I am sorry, I have been a little bit distracted. My wings hurt again and, well, dragon-brew helps me to numb the aches. Concerning sleeping: You can sleep where ever you please, back there in my cave, there is also my nest, I could share it with you... there it would be warm and comfortable for you." The dragon emptied his mug by another large gulp and filled it for the third time with dragon-brew.

The young alicorn looked on with a bit of concern as the dragon gulped down mug after mug of the exceptionally dark drink, but she resisted her urge to say anything of it, mainly because she wasn't even sure whether or not such actions were actually dangerous to a dragon's health. „Well, it would be very nice of you to share your nest with me. I hope I'll not be a bother", Twilight said modestly with a sheepish little smile. „Do you sleep on the rock floor? Or have you made something...", the pony asked, trailing off though; she was all too curious to see what it was that the dragon called his nest.

The dragon finished his third mug of brew, muttering under his breath: „Now, that's far better. Now I can sleep through the night without noticing the pain."

He got up to his feet and motioned the alicorn to follow him. He led her into the back of the large cave and with a brief, quick blast of flame out of one of his nostrils, he ignited a sort of a candle. In its flickering light there was his nest to be admired: Glittering golden coins, red rubies and other treasure. This impressive hoard was completed by a huge pile of silky and velvety pillows and furs.

„My sleeping room", the dragon announced not without some pride in his voice, „not my treasure room. I am hoarding different treasures, I am not interested into that stuff here."

The dragon waved a paw at his treasure.

„I hope this would be comfortable for you. Otherwise", the dragon blushed slightly, „I could also offer you to climb onto my chest and belly. It should be warm and cozy as well."

The dragon laid himself down carefully, rolling onto his back, slightly hissing and wincing as he folded his wings neatly beneath him.

Her eyes grew big and her maw slightly agape as Twilight saw the pile of gold and gemstones become visible before her. Of course, she knew it from her books that a dragon's hoard usually is something very impressive. But it is one thing to read about it or to view illustrations in a scroll and to witness it with the own eyes. She was just surprised about all those velvet and silky materials in between all these valuables.

„What a luxurious nest, I must say", the Princess stated as she followed Greldon's example and laid herself down. She had chosen a very soft looking large cushion, but as soon as her own weight pressed onto it, she could feel the sharp edges of coins and gemstones stinging through her fur. She shifted her weight but as much as she tried, it wasn't very comfortable. Finally she looked over to the dragon. His chestfur made such a soft and silky impression...

„Uhm, well, I'm afraid to say lying here isn't really an option, I don't have those strong scales, which..."

The alicorn blushed as the dragon just made a sleepy, inviting gesture towards his furried chest: „It's the only soft place I can offer you, I am afraid to say."

„Oh, it... really isn't a problem," the pony said in a soft voice as she approached the dragon. „It's actually very generous of you to offer, Greldon..."

She raised her forehooves onto the tigerlike striped fur, then, trying not to press too much weight onto the dragon's belly, used a couple of flaps of her wings to raise her rear as well before she stood on all fours on a soft, warm, fuzzy carpet.

„Ooh, this is actually much better, thank you", Twilight said with a genuinely thankful smile after she laid herself down and curled up a bit.

The alicorn sighed contently, since the warm, silky fur underneath her felt even softer than a bed in Celestia's royal chamber in Canterlot.

„I... hope I don't weigh too much", Twilight murmured.

Greldon gave her a gentle smile: „Not at all, my dear princess. Let me put my wings around you. So you be kept warm and it also protects you from falling down. Oh, by the way, dragon's snoring can be very annoying to other creatures. So, if I snore, just wake me up."

Saying so, he pulled his wings from beneath him, spreading them open. Although he tried his best to hide the pain, he winced and moaned slightly as he did so. While he folded his wings around the alicorn, she was able to note a quite large hole in each of the flight membranes, and also some of the fingers of both of the wings seemed to be broken and healed only poorly.

Twilight took in a sharp gasp of air when she saw the poor state of Greldon's wings.

„Greldon! Your... your wings! Are you sure those are healthy?" the alicorn asked concerned before checking them out more, only now noticing more and more damage now that she was actively looking for it.

„By Celestia, what...", she turned her frowning head to face Greldon, looking at him imploringly, what happened?"

Greldon squirmed a little bit under her gaze. How much of his story can be told? Could that Princess be trusted? But then he came to the conclusion, it would be the best to tell her the truth, the whole story.

„Well, that's the reason why I need these dragonherbs. For healing my wings and soothing the pain... That's also why I stick to my dragon-brew... it helps me to forget the pain of the wounds and... my mental pain as well."

The dragon lowered his voice: „They did it to me, they tortured me, crucified me using large wooden rods, stabbing them through my wings, pinning me down to the ground. But that was not the worst..."

Twilight winced when Greldon told her the painful details, suddenly seeing a whole different dragon before (and beneath) her. Such a friendly and gentle drake; the alicorn couldn't have imagined that he of all dragons would have had such a dark past.

„Who were they?" the pony asked carefully in a soft and considerate voice. „Why would they do such awful things to you?"

The dragon swallowed: „You won't like my answer... The Elders, my own dragon folk... I got tortured and then I was banished."

The young Princess was stupefied by Greldon's answer, and simultaneously felt very sympathetic for the dragon.

„That's terrible! How could the Elders do such a thing? Last week I heard nothing but praise about them, in my books can be read that they're very wise and benevolent. They tortured you? I really can't believe it!"

A small tear of both, sadness and hidden anger towards the ruling dragons, formed in the corner of the alicorn's eyes.

„Why would the Elders do that? Are they corruptive? Did they use you? Greldon, this could be an important case, you know", Twilight stated, wondering if this situation was something that could have an impact on the relation between Equestria and the Northern Lands...

The dragon shook his head: „No, they are not corruptive, but as I said, they are very, very traditional and conservative. You see, actually I was supposed to be one of the Elders. I was educated and all... but, well, I always was a little bit more... open-minded. I travelled during my studies. I got inspired by other cultures. When I was in charge of governance, I tried to, well, break some traditions. I wanted to share my visions with my people. But, that was not accepted. A dragon is a dragon is a dragon, they kept saying. Or: Dragons have it always done that way, no good to do it otherwise in the future. But that was not the only thing."

The dragon paused, his body trembling a little bit: „There were more things which did not fit at all into the traditional view of the world dragons have: My favourite foods were actually strawberries and other fruits, not meat. Of course, we dragons are supposed to have meat, our body needs it, but I didn't like the idea of hunting. But the worst thing for the Elders was the fact, that, well...", the dragon blushed deeply, „I didn't want to mate a dragoness. I... I was in love with...", the dragon's voice trailed off, „a unicorn", the dragon whispered.

After a few moments of silence he added: „They caught us in the act and sentenced us instantly."

The dragon's eyes began to water.

„They crucified me, pinned me down to ground and forced me to watch how they executed my lover."

Greldon sobbed a bit, his body shaking: „I... I am sorry, I didn't want to bother you with that old story... It happened such a long time ago. I guess you were not even a filly when it happened."

More painful wincing came from the young Princess throughout the dragon's bitter story. She wanted to be a friend and be completely empathetic with his situation. She never would have guessed that anyone, above all a dragon, which is supposed to be such a noble and wise creature, could ever do that much harm to another one. Of course, she has heard about cruel, ape-like, two legged creatures which were called _humans._Those humans were known for things like killing just for fun or torturing someone, but that was something she has always considered as horror-stories to frighten some disobedient fillies.

And there was something else disturbing her: Twilight had grown blush too at the dragon's mention of Greldon's unicorn lover, having been a unicorn herself. But that was not of top priority right now. She could feel the big dragon body tremble underneath her.

„You don't need to be sorry, Greldon", Twilight said in her ever soft voice, hoping to soothe the dragon's grief. It was an unusual sight, after all, to see a drake tear up like this.

„Talking about your pain and problems with others, is often the first step towards a solution. I just wouldn't have imagined the Northern realms to be so intolerant against the open-minded. I guess that, having lived in Equestria my whole life, I've been taking such freedom for granted"

The dragon swallowed a few times, steadying himself. Using a paw, he wiped his tears away and laid back again.

„You are actually the first one I was able to tell my story. Well, now you know the reason why I am here in this region. I am wandering around, hoping to find my inner peace and find a place where I can fit in being open-minded and where, well, I also can find someone who enjoys... the company of a dragon."

Twilight gained a comfortable smile as the dragon appeared to be able to recollect himself again. It also helped her to get more relaxed herself, and the alicorn gradually lowered herself again, until she was peacefully curled up on the tuft of Greldon's chest once more.

„Don't you worry, Greldon. Equestria is very welcoming to open-minded ponies - and dragons alike. I actually share my castle in Ponyville with a baby-dragon, and all of my friends enjoy his company like any other pony's company, so I'm sure you will fit in just fine."

The young Princess gave Greldon an ever-friendly smile and added with a sheepish smile and a faint blush: „And I guess, you're already having a pony's company right now..."

The dragon lifted his head at her words, giving her a hopeful smile: „I have heard of Equestria during my roaming, but I have been too busy with myself, when this realm was mentioned to me by a human wizard or something like that. Anyhow... do you think, I mean, well, do you think I might go there? Maybe I would find my inner peace there."

And only now the meaning of the alicorn's words concerning the pony's company occurred to him.

„I... I would be honoured to have your company."

The dragon leaned forward, carefully and somewhat shyly bringing his muzzletip close to her muzzletip, softly nudging her.

If the dragon's gentle yet intimate gesture wasn't the cause of Twilight's face gaining an adorably crimson shade, it would be the dragon's soft breathing blowing hot air against the alicorn's visage, in perfect rhythm with the rising and falling of his comfortably furred chest. The warm dragon breath was also making the pony feel generally more comfortable, putting her mind at ease.

She gave a cute giggle as Greldon's muzzletip touched hers, responding by lightly brushing them together, before she turned her head slightly sideways so that the dragon's snout could feel the lilac coat of her cheek instead.

The dragon made a gentle purring sound while their muzzletips briefly met for a couple of instants. Greldon's nostrils flared slightly as he took in her scent. It was equine but there was more in it, something, the dragon seemed to like, since he quickly nudged her cheek gently. But then he also sensed her blushing and withdrew quickly: „I... I am sorry. It was, well, it was only..." - now it was the dragon's turn to blush a bit - „... it was something I have learned from the unicorn I have mentioned before. I still don't know the very exact meaning of that gesture, but for the unicorn it was a very important thing to do. So I have guessed, you might as well... well, would like it."

Twilight blinked as she noticed the dragon withdrawing from his rather intimate but certainly not unwelcome nuzzle, listening patiently to his gentle voice and noting the little hints he dropped about his lost unicorn-lover here and there; little pieces of information she would handle with care. Giving a soft smile to hopefully comfort the dragon again, the pony said: „Don't worry, I never mind a bit of nuzzling."

She couldn't help but chuckle a bit at her own words.

„And as far as I know, the gesture generally just means that you care about one another. If one of my best friends looks a bit down or we're just enjoying each other's presence. I suppose that's what... she meant with it too...", the alicorn explained with a soft voice, considering for a second that she and the dragon had just nuzzled too, and that she actually did care for him, as far as she could tell by now.

The dragon nodded I agreement: „I see. Well, I have thought something similar. I, well, I enjoy your presence and well... oh, by the way, that particular unicorn, my lover, he was a stallion... I hope, well, I hope you don't mind, but, well... for me it is not important if someone I care for is female or male, a concept, my fellow dragons didn't understand neither."

The dragon looked a little bit unsure as he added: „I... I like you."

This confession made the coat on Twilights face more red than lilac.

„O-oh", was the first thing, the alicorn managed to mutter out, before she hid ever so slightly between her half-opened up wings, „well, that is..."

She took a deep breath before regaining it again: „...very sweet of you, Greldon."

„I... I think you're really nice, and you're very smart, too, which... I really like", the pony said in a little confession of herself, her face gaining a cute smile as she looked away again, cheeks delightfully crimson.

The dragon leaned forward again, giving her cheeks a gentle nuzzling. „May I?" he asked shyly, but he didn't wait for an answer as he brought his muzzle at her neck, burying the muzzletip into her mane.

Twilight was lying so comfortably in the dragon's fur that she felt not a single reason to draw her head back as Greldon's came closer, so the young alicorn practically just let it happen, and was immediately rewarded with not only the warmth in her neck and mane, but also the excellently relaxing aspect of being nuzzled in the neck... a very affectionate gesture, she might add_, but oh so comfortable_.

He must have learned that from his unicorn too, she thought to herself.

„Hmmm", she hummed softly in delight, closing her eyes before resting her own head against the dragon's cheek, as that was now close to hers, and started nuzzling him with gentle little strokes of her fuzzy cheek.

The dragon rumbled gently as he took in her scent, enjoying her cheek against his own. Carefully the dragon reached out both paws, caressing the alicorn's sides, just beneath her wings.

While she would've been a bit uncomfortable in any other situation when a dragon held her in its claws, right now it had the exact opposite effect on Twilight: Feeling the soft-padded paws gently stroke her coat, just inside the area where the sensitivity of her wings made every impulse much stronger, the alicorn purred while she continued to rub her cheek against Greldon's, her wings already half-unfurled.

„Hmhmm... Would you like to give my wings a massage?" she asked modestly but invitingly; though adding: „Just be careful with those claws, they seem to be... sharp."

The dragon chuckled softly at her words concerning his claws, his warm breath washing over her back. He lifted a paw in front of her face and showed her his razor sharp talons. But then he moved his paw and the talons disappeared in a sort of sheaths. The dragon was able to retract his claws like a tiger.

Gently the dragon whispered: „Your scent is so wonderful... Your wings... I'd love to, but I have never touched wings before, except wings of a dragon, of course. Is it not... risky to injure them?"

Carefully he brought both paws at the alicorn's left wing, taking it between his paws, He rubbed brushed gently through the feathers in a circling motion.

Twilight gave another relaxed sigh. She wasn't afraid of him accidentally doing any damage to her wings, now that his sharp claws had retracted. She released more little sighs as her wing got stroked.

„Maybe you could...", she wanted to suggest, her cheeks heating up at the request she had in mind, „...put one paw on each wing, and stroke them in synchronisation?"

Encouraged by her words, the dragon massaged the wing more firmly until he placed one paw at her other wing. Now he brushed both wings at the same time, carefully applying some pressure. The feathers felt strange in his grip, soft and yet quite stalwart.

He purred gently: „You are a very adorable creature, you know that?"

The dragon pulled his muzzle further along her back until it rested at her hindquarters where he realized a mark or something like that in her lilac fur. He stopped a single moment with his brushings, nosing this mark curiously. He resumed his massaging as he asked carefully: „What's that scar there at your hindquarters? An injury?"

Twilight was feeling so delightful warm right now: the dragon's sweet words from his gentle, rumbling voice; his soft paws going just a bit higher up her wings every time he stroked, and his head now actually heading towards her flanks... The alicorn knew that the affection in their gestures to one another had surpassed the level of friends, but... she couldn't deny: It all felt excellent.

As Greldon had moved his head forward towards the pony's backside, she herself had now access to the dragon's neck, nuzzling against the strong scales with her soft cheek, reaching out a forehoof and laying it on the fuzzy fur under Greldon's neck, stroking him there much like one would a cat. Then she giggled cutely as he mentioned the mark on her flanks.

„It's my Cutie Mark", Twilight explained.

„Ponies get them when they find their destiny in life and mine was to find the Magic of friendship."

She kept nuzzling the dragon's neck, a happy smile across her face as she thought for a second about all the amazing ponies she had met thanks to that Cutie Mark and the whole new life it had granted her.

She really was getting very comfortable in the warm dragon's company right now.

The dragon had a closer look at the Cutie Mark.

„It is a star and... well, sparkles. Now I understand your name", Greldon mused.

He planted a shy kiss right at the centre of the star while he kept caressing the alicorn's wings.

„Magic of friendship you say?" the dragon whispered. „I... I would like to be a part of that magic", he mumbled under his breath.

The pony shivered as the dragon kissed her Cutie Mark, and a soft, pleasurable moan managed to escape her. After all, the symbol on a pony's flank was a magic creation, and Twilight being an alicorn, her body had a particular strong connection with magic, making her Mark that more sensitive. She also noticed the slightly musky dragonscent lingering in the air, and she couldn't deny that her own body was reacting to the intimacy of the moment in various noticeable ways...

„Greldon", the mare whispered, „I would love that."

She craned her head back slightly so that one of her ears brushed against one of Greldon's, making the dragon rumbling softly. He placed another kiss at her Cutie Mark, his caressing of her wings became more firmly, of course carefully enough not to hurt her.

„You are the first one after such a long time who encounters me with kindness. You make me very happy."

„Hmmm, I think it's strange that no-one would be kind with you. You're so... kind yourself," Twilight said with a soft little giggle. „I mean, you're gentle, caring, and y...ooohhoh..."

The mare shuddered after a specific one of Greldon's strokes to her wing.

„You make me feel... very good", she admitted with a fiery blush.

The dragon placed another kiss on her Cutie Mark and pulled his muzzle closer towards her rear, trying to find again the spot of her wing he just had touched so successfully.

„I am so happy that the storm forced you into the lair that evening", Greldon whispered.

The young Princess gradually opened her eyes until half-lidded, her maw also open a bit to let out a gentle hum, littered with soft gasps she released with every stroke of her sensitive, now stiff-as-a-board wings. Her dark purple tail with the pink highlight started to swing softly in a life of its own as the dragonsnout came closer towards it.

She flicked her ears as she noticed how the clattering ring could still be heard faintly from the far end of the cave. Being so close to this wonderful dragon let her even forget the heavy storm outside.

„The simple process of one thing leading to another... It's beautiful, isn't it?" the librarian whispered, before giving a playful lick to the dragon's strong scales.

Greldon's muzzle being so close to her rump, his hot breath washing over her sensitive, his caresses and his scent raised a desire in her she never had felt before.

And now the dragon even sniffed that area around her tail, while he still caressed her wings. But then he withdrew his snout, laying himself back, whispering: „Would you like to turn around, Twilight? That way I don't need to stretch my neck so far."

Twilight giggled cutely at the dragon's question which was formulated so innocently, yet asking for...

The alicorn felt her heart race, her cheeks ablaze... Gods, was she actually in heat now? Almost reluctant to interrupt his amazing wing massage, the pony raised herself to her hooves only as much as was really necessary, turned around quickly and efficiently, then lying down on Greldon's soft chest once more. Twilight raised her head and looked back over her shoulder to see how the dragon was enjoying his new view. As it was, the alicorn's nethers were hidden by her tail, but since that was now flicking from side to side, the dark purple, plump skin between the pony's two flanks, containing two inviting orifices, was presented to Greldon.

„You're, uhm... free to explore", was all the alicorn managed to say, curious where the dragon would direct his attention first; if any.

Delighted at her invitation he leaned forward, resuming his massage of her wings with gentle, but firm strokes of his paws, while he placed his snouttip again at her Cutie Mark. He kissed it gently over and over again.

„If you want to...explore the dragon as well, you are more than welcome", he returned her offer.

Hot little moaning breaths escaped the alicorn's maw as Greldon gave further attention to her Marks and wings; she blushed fiercely as she was aware that the dragon had a full view of her most private parts. She had actually expected him to dive right in, but, assuming that the gentle dragon would save it for later, she decided to just be patient with him. She was his guest in this cave, after all. Looking before her, Twilight saw more of the fuzzy fur, striped and coloured like a tiger's, and her muzzle picked up the musk originating from the very same direction; still about a foot in front of her, though. So she leaned her head down, stuck out her tongue and began to give little licks to the soft fur, slowly working her way towards Greldon's groin, though taking a teasing detour every now and then; all the while still voicing moans and sighs in pleasure.

The dragon kept kissing her Cutie Mark, but then with every kiss, his muzzletip wandered closer towards her tail. He took in her scent and her beauty and sighed happily. His paws were still rubbing her wings as he felt the sensation of her tongue through his silky fur. A gentle moan escaped from his muzzle and he whispered, his warm breath brushing over her rear and back: „You such an adorable creature, Twilight..."

The stroking of her wings, the hot air blown against her behind, the low grumble of Greldon's gentle, soothing voice... The accumulation of those was enough to make the alicorn shiver in delight once more, taking in a sharp breath as a gasp before responding to his compliment. „Thanks, Greldon, that's so nice to hear from you," she said with a bit of a dopey smile, and a voice dripping with arousal.

„I can't deny that I just love your fur so much," the pony said with a blush as she wiggled a bit to feel the soft tuft.

„Most dragons I've seen only have scales; but this feels a hundred times better", she said, biting her soft lip as her body unconsciously ground her rump over the dragon's fuzzy chest and throat, a certain neediness starting to wash over the young Princess' body.

The dragon rumbled gently as the Princess on top of him pressed herself into his fur.

„Well", he purrs softly, „I am something special. And even our Elders were not able to figure out where the fur comes from, both my parents are scaled. But I am happy you like it. The fellow dragons taunted me for that."

After a pause, the dragon stated somewhat shyly, but also with a firm voice: „My princess, I can't hold myself back any longer."

The dragon placed both of his paws at her rump, rubbing her butt-cheeks gently. Then he lifted her tail out of the way and pushed his muzzletip at her tailbase, sniffing her deeply.

„Oowh, Greldon," she cooed as lustful shivers went down her spine.

„Do you like my scent?" she whispered cautiously, cheeks crimson. She wouldn't have believed that she would ever be saying those words.

The dragon kept sniffing her nethers, pressing his snouttip tightly against the Princess rear, his facescales showed a slight blush as well. After a few more moments he withdrew his snout and answered: „It is wonderful and... well, very arousing, I must confess. I have always loved Equine scent, but your smell is even more... interesting. And it raises my desire."

The dragon brought his muzzletip back and placed a gentle kiss at the opening of her marehood. Her female lips were plump, seemed to be very sensitive, and obviously needy.

After leaving another kiss there he moved his muzzletip slightly upwards towards her anus, giving it some sniffing and kissing as well.

Her scent seemed to intensify and brought his blood to boil. Already he felt some familiar stirring inside his sheath, which of course was not immediately by the Princess.

She resumed her tongue's journey to what was undeniably the dragon's sheath and balls. Twilight gently licked the soft skin of Greldon's sheath, practically tasting the dragon's rising arousal, her little nostrils flaring as she sniffed his surprisingly sweet scent. Curious as she was, she placed her hooves close at the dragon's backdoor for spreading it open carefully. As guesses, the dragon was a very clean creature, nevertheless her nostrils were instantly filled by the heavy and very thick dragonscent - intensive, but not unpleasant.

Twilight sniffed it over and over again and made sure that her warm breath washed over the dragon's so sensitive area.

„Mmmmhhh... I love your smell as well, Greldon. And now I am really curious, if Princess Luna is right. Well, she does it only know from stallions, but maybe male dragons are not that different from them."

With that, she gave the rim some careful licking and all of a sudden she pushed her tongue as deep as she could into the dragon, not minding the bitter taste.

The dragon's body reacted nearly instantly: The dragonhood didn't slowly slip from the sheath as it usually would but literally jumped out, black, glistening, proudly erecting.

Greldon hissed in delight as he was entered that way. He brought back his muzzle against her nethers and slowly pushed his fleshy tongue between her nether lips, tasting her moistness.

„Princess Luna's words proof to be true", Twilight smirked and gasped as she was entered as well. The touch to the pink, sensitive flesh underneath her caused the mare to instinctively rock her haunches back and forth ever so gently, though continuing the motion in a steady rhythm, so that her rump moved back and forth lusciously with maybe just an inch of actual displacement each cycle.

„I can't say for myself that it's been long since my previous... time," the young Princess said with burning cheeks, still breathing in the air musky from the dragon's anus and cock in front of her, „but you're much sweeter than most stallions I... Aahhhh!"

The alicorn yelped in pleasure as Greldon's tongue hit a particularly sensitive spot inside of her.

„Oohh... Greldon...", she gasped and her desire took over.

Twilight leaned forward and explored the growing shaft, licking from the sheath towards the tip and back. The dragon's cock was enormous, dwarfing any stallion's cock and she wondered if she would be able to take it. Of course, this was just out of scientific curiosity, after all she and Greldon knew each other not long enough for such intimate actions. Nevertheless, it certainly would be a fantastic sensation to feel it all inside. She wondered if Greldon would be gentle with her or if he was a rough breeder.

She moaned out in lust and desire, while she caressed the dragon's cock with her tongue, making it hard like a rock.

Greldon listened carefully to Twilight's moanings of lust, figuring out which spots were particular sensible for her. Though he has been together with a unicorn for a long time, he never had pushed his tongue inside any Equine's hole. As he heard her gasping, he tried to find that very spot again with his tonguetip, giving it some more firm lickings until he pushed the tongue deeper into her, rubbing along her inner walls, sampling the mare's juices.

The pony snorted out hot moaning breaths against the dragon's crotch. The motion of her rump started to become more and more like she was riding Greldon's face, or at least his tongue in particular. Twilight licked and tasted the draconic member, the folds of its sheath and also took care of the dragonballs every now and then, her maw dripping with anticipation.

Her senses were filled by the so arousing dragonscent and couldn't wait another second. She took the tip inside of her maw, rubbing the dragon's balls demandingly.

Greldon moaned lustfully into Twilight's nethers as he felt his own cocktip engulfed by the warm moistness of her muzzle. He pushed his tongue as deep as it went into her, lapping the inner walls, tasting her juices.

Keeping her velvety lips firmly closed around the tip of Greldon's cock, Twilight moaned onto the throbbing member at the dragon's tongue exploring her marehood deeply. These incredible sensations shooting through her body set it in its ecstatic state, the mare adding more to the pressure as her riding motions made the draconic tongue bump into her inner walls harder. The alicorn began bobbing her head up and down to take in all there was, then returning to the tip and suckling on it a bit before going down again.

The dragon rumbled softly, rocking his hips a bit for pushing his own cock further into the Princess' maw. The dragon's tongue felt here and there inside the alicorn, sampling all her juices and pushed it always into her as deep as it went. His soft paws caressed her rearcheeks, also stroking the spots with her Cutie Mark.

Twilight moaned more and more onto the fleshy member in her maw as the dragon gave such amazing attention to different sensitive parts of her body. Along with these pleasurable noises, the alicorn filled the cave with the wet slurpy sounds of her drooling mouth going up and down Greldon's pulsing cock.

Twilight took one of the furred balls in front of her in the cup of her hooves, and gently started massaging the orbs as she felt her nethers releasing a particularly generous gush of mare juices from stimulation.

The dragon's cock was now erected to its full pride, making every mare blush and every draft stallion jealous. Black, glistening, blood pumping through its veins as the cock twitched and throbbed in Twilight's muzzle.

Greldon rumbles lustfully as he ate out the mare's pussy, tasting her juices, lapping them up eagerly. He gently snorted his warm breath over her nethers as he kept pushing in and pulling out his long, fleshy tongue, reaching every hidden spot in her.

„Ohh, Twilight... I... I...", he grumbled, driven by his lust.

Twilight's head was swimming in ecstasy as she was being eaten out by the dragon's long, skilful tongue; she herself still sucking the dragon's cock eagerly. Her maw was just wide enough to accommodate his girth; his impressive length was something Twilight decided not to take in all the way right now, never going down further than the point where the cocktip would just poke the back of her throat. Even as she heard Greldon growl out her name lustily, the alicorn continued to carefully massage his hefty balls in her soft hooves.

A soft shiver ran through the dragon's body and he moaned again as his cock already leaked of some slightly salty tasting pre. He still tongued the alicorn deeply, while he gently sucked at her pussy, his muzzletip firmly pressed against her.

The alicorn let out a long, trembling moan of pleasure onto the throbbing shaft as she continued to ride the dragon's muzzle, picking up the pace as her motions helped push Greldon's warm and wet tongue deeper and deeper within her, all while continuing to bob her head up and down. Her tongue lapped eagerly at the cock's tip, the salt-and-sweet taste encouraging the pony to lick and suckle even more thoroughly.

The dragon's tongue flickered deep inside her marehood, lapping up the juices and massaging her inner walls. Another shiver ran through the scaled and furred body and he gasped into her pussy as his own orgasm hit him like a wave. His creamy, salty-nutty tasting seed poured on to her tongue, into her divine muzzle.

Twilight's hooves were still caressing the dragon's furred balls, when her adventurous tongue was suddenly met with a forceful jet of fluids. The mare's eyes widened as she pulled back her head a bit to let the warm jizz fill up her maw. She moaned in pure delight as she tasted and played with the thick, sticky substance, collecting it all in her mouth until the dragon was done releasing his load, keeping it in to savour the sensation she got from the warmth and taste in her maw.

The dragon moaned and rumbled lustfully as he released all he had to offer, still eating Twilight's marehood out.

Still being served amazing pleasure by the dragon's eager tongue, Twilight almost couldn't hold in her moans anymore. However, the mare was smart enough to figure that opening her maw right now would cause quite a mess on Greldon's beautiful fur, so she took a last taste of the mouthful of warm cum before carefully swallowing it. His taste was superb and the warmth in her throat was very enjoyable as she pulled her head back and off of the draconic penis, releasing a throaty moan.

„Mmhmmm, ooh Greldon!" she cooed peacefully, „I... really like your taste."

Slowly the dragon withdrew as well and whispered: „I enjoy your taste as well, Princess. That was so wonderful."

Greldon's heart raced and his head was swimming. But all of a sudden there was a shadow of a doubt and he whispered: „I hope though, I haven't forced you into that."

Not being held by the dragon's gentle paws anymore, Twilight carefully turned herself around, ending up still lying belly-to-belly on the dragon, but now facing him. She giggled as she nuzzled his muzzle affectionately, before whispering: „Of course you haven't, Greldon. I wouldn't have done it if I didn't want to; I wanted to show how much I enjoy your company..."

The alicorn looked away sheepishly as she blushed and added: „And I certainly want to do that again. So I wonder... well..."

Greldon just looked at her. Her face had turned red again.

It took a few moments before she continued: „Greldon, would you like to come with me to Ponyville? My castle as large enough also for your hoard and then there would be Spike, the baby dragon who certainly would be happy to have you as bigger brother something like that... And you could meet my friends and of course you must meet Princess Celestia and her sister, and... Well..."

„Coming with you?" the dragon interrupted her.

„Well, you don't need to, but you would be very welcome and... and I am sure, back in Ponyville we can find something to cure your damaged wings and you certainly will find your inner peace and..."

The dragon beamed: „Oh of course! Of course I would like to come with you! Oh, Twilight... I... I don't know what to say... I..."

Greldon's voice trailed off and a single tear, this time from joy, ran down his cheek.

„But... I need to know", the dragon asked: „Will you keep me company when I come with you?"

„Of course, you silly", the Princess replied and planted a kiss onto Greldon's muzzletip. „I will keep you company as long as you wish to be with me. But now we should try to get some rest. The planning can be done during our journey back to Ponyville. Good night, my good dragon."

The dragon sighed happily and returned the kiss passionately.

„Sleep well, my dear one."

With a slight moan he wrapped his wings around her again, in the moments of affection he had forgotten all the pain.

He listened to Twilights breathing, enjoying her little weight on his chest. Slowly he felt into a deep slumber.

And so it happened that Greldon, the silverscaled dragon with tiger-like fur on his chest and belly, has become an inhabitant Equestria, living in Ponyville and soon accepted as loyal friend by all the ponies there. And sometimes, mares and stallions alike enjoyed the dragon's company as their skilful and gentle lover.

To be continued?