Old event: Bondage || High aphro for Flynn, feel free to byo.

[divine_streak]

Flynn was restless. He had found himself hit by another bout of heavy aphrodisiacs and was gripped by a carnal need. As much as he tried to resist and distract himself, he finally had to admit a simple truth to himself: he had to orgasm. Fortunately, he had the good fortune to make this admission while he was in his room. That meant he stood a

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[buttershy]

Fluttershy was absolutely terrified

[buttershy]

The affectionate gestures and slow movement were extremely comforting to her emotionally... but her body demanded more of him. And right now, her body was in charge.

So her response to his gentle thrust was to slam her hips up into him from below and moan through the bit at the resulting surge of sensation. Her pussy tightened around him, squeezing to get everything she could out of his slow movements. Had her body not already been flushed with arousal and pleasure, she probably would have blushed at how wanton she seemed. But how could she help it? It felt so good...

[divine_streak]

"NNNNNNGH..." Flynn moaned loudly at the feeling of her thrusting even harder against him. Well that certainly answered the question he had had about whether he should be gentle or not. After a shudder of pure delight, Flynn thrusted back against her just as hard which drew a loud moan of pleasure from his throat. He tried to tell himself he was doing this just to free his friend, but there was a small voice deep down that said otherwise.

'You're enjoying yourself Flynn,' it said. 'But don't feel guilty. Your friend clearly isn't letting guilt stop her enjoyment.'

[buttershy]

That sound was music to her ears. He was enjoying it. The thought that she should be worried about him enjoying fucking her while she's bound and helpless didn't occur to her, mostly because he'd already proven time and again how much she didn't need to have any fear of him. That he was trustworthy.

And right now, she wanted him to be happy. Every slap of his hips into hers, every thrust he made within her drove her more and more wild, and she wanted him to feel the same. Unable to speak or even look at him properly, she could only communicate with her body, and so she rolled her hips back up into him in a rough counter-rhythm, betraying her usual soft-spoken image for unbridled passion.

[divine_streak]

Flynn was quite surprised to see the usually quiet and sweet Fluttershy being so passionate, but that quickly faded behind his own passion. Flynn continued to thrust back, his own hips grinding against Fluttershy in their bizarre dance.

Acting on impulse, his brain taking a backseat to his heart, Flynn reached out and grabbed both of Fluttershy's breasts, groping them appreciatively. He also closed his eyes, moaning at each thrust of his hips as they became more and more intense.

[buttershy]

She screamed into the bit when he grabbed her breasts, but not in pain, oh no. It felt like his hands were made of solid pleasure, moving over her chest. Combined with the heat and force within her, she was going steadily more and more over the edge...

"Fhnnn!" She finally pushed out through the gag. "Mmmm gnnnn cmmm!"

... She wondered if he understood a word of that.

[divine_streak]

Encouraged by her screams of pleasure, Flynn continued to grope and knead her breasts. He continued to thrust, getting unintentionally harder and faster.

Surprisingly enough, Flynn was able to understand the gag-talk perfectly.

"Me...unnnh... me too!" Flynn managed to gasp out. The feeling of being entirely surrounded and the thrusting had finally taken it's toll. It would happen any second now...