Pony

The initial penetration caused Aether to cry out, a mix of both pleasure and pain reverberating through his core. His tightness around Dev's thick member only seemed to stoke the fire burning within him, igniting a firestorm of lust and submission. As each powerful thrust drove deeper, stretching him further than before, Aether felt his world spinning, consumed entirely by the intense connection shared between them. "Oh god, Dev… please don't stop," Ather pleaded, his words breathless and disjointed. He could feel tears forming in the corners of his eyes, hot and heavy, threatening to spill forth any second. It didn't matter though; nothing else existed except for this moment, this unhinged union of two souls intertwined in the most primordial of ways.

"Yes," Aether managed to utter out between pants, "Please… Dev…" The way Dev gazed at him with those fiery-gold eyes held Aether captivated, ensnared in a web of desire and submission. Every stroke of Dev's hand along his shaft sent waves of ecstasy shooting throughout his entire being. He couldn't help but arch his back, begging for more, desperate for release. And yet, there was something thrilling about being pushed to the edge of his limits, teetering precariously close to the brink without succumbing fully. Aether knew that when he finally did fall, it would be spectacular.