The Rise of Passion

Gallus had to wonder if he even needed the potion to make this happen. He could not read minds, and didn't know how close she was to allowing this to happen, but with how much she was leaning into him tonight, he could only assume that she was just as pent up as he was. That wasn't surprising, given that she was under constant guard, but she'd had more opportunity than he did.

She had initiated the kissing, but as she pulled away, apologising that the feeling had suddenly overtaken her, he charged in to resume. Knowing that he felt the same, she was emboldened, darting her tongue into his beak to show him how much she wanted him.

As they separated, he grabbed her shoulder and knee, gently moving her into a reclined position, with him on top of her. Almost panting, she put a hoof on his chest. "Gallus, wait..."

He paused. It took a lot of effort for him to do so. She was right there beneath him. All he had to do was take her. "What is it? What's wrong?"

She looked up at her horn, then down at the tips of her wings. "We need to go over some things, first. Like a checklist."

"What sort of things?" He was already hard and set to go. There was almost no turning back now.

"Well, I want this to be a pleasant experience."

"And it will be."

"Well, yeah, but I want it to be really pleasant, you know?" She turned and reached into the drawer of her nightstand. "All of this added security wouldn't be necessary if Cozy wasn't trying to take away all of my power as a princess."

She opened her hoof to show a ring similar to the ones used to block Cadance, Flurry and Shining's magic. He'd not brought one because he'd thought it impossible to bring it through the heightened security, but there were two in his dorm safe.

"Even if it's just for tonight, I'd prefer it if I could be somepony that's not the princess, you know? Nopony coming after me, no big fight on the way, and all I have to worry about is what's in the same room as me."

Gallus took the ring, but as he was about to place it on her horn, his instincts kicked in, forcing the words out of his mouth before he could stop himself. "What if you're beset by a foe while wearing it?"

He immediately cursed himself. Here she was, begging to be his prisoner, and he was worried about her safety. He needed her to have her magic either drained or blocked, and he had planned to do that over time with the trust built up. He was now actively standing in the way of the plan.

"Then I'll have you."

As Twilight kissed him again, he was calmed, and he lowered the ring onto her horn, securing it tightly. He then took a moment to tie back her wings with some bondage equipment. He had to be gentle, as wings were delicate, but he also had to be firm to keep her from escaping her bonds.

"The safeword is "hammer."" said Twilight, returning to her back.

Gallus chuckled and shook his head. "No, it's not."

"What do you mean?"

Gallus took a deep breath. "Safety words are there so you can say "ouch" and "no, stop, that's my ear" without stopping. It's what allows one to hurt their partner a little bit to accentuate the pleasure. Otherwise, how would we know how much spanking is too much spanking?"

Twilight blushed. "I suppose you're right..."

"Besides, "hammer" is a terrible safeword."

"Wait, what? Rainbow Dash said it was hers."

"And has Rainbow Dash ever had a stallion quit on her when she told him to "jackhammer her pussy?""

Twilight's blush grew to cover half of her face. "Jackhammer is a different word, though."

"Close enough. Pick something terrifying, like "spiders." That'll turn anypony off."

"Not an arachnologist," Twilight corrected. "He'd want to see the spider."

"And would stop having sex to witness something more important."

Twilight chuckled. He hadn't even penetrated her, and already she felt better. "Okay, Gallus. You win. The safeword is "spiders" now."

"We won't be needing it." He lunged forward and grabbed her neck in his beak, giving her a simultaneous sense of being prey, and a strong lust for being in his embrace. From this moment on, until she could no longer be around him, she was his. He was her hunter, and she was his snack. The rush immediately took her out of her reality and into a world of her own making.

She could feel his claws running down her body. They were so sharp, capable of tearing her skin to shreds and slicing up her flesh, and yet gentle enough that she knew he wouldn't. Her heart was beating so fast, both from excitement and fear, and her chest was heaving just from having his body pressed against her.

As his claws pulled up her legs, his head pressed hard against the headboard, she could feel him dripping. She immediately reached over and grabbed a condom from the nightstand from an otherwise neglected box. "For safety," she panted, pushing it on him.

While this was counter to what Gallus wanted, he slipped it on. What Twilight wanted would be irrelevant soon, and he would have her one way or the other. If she wanted to wear a shield tonight, that was okay. It would not be up for long.

With safety in place, he pushed his cock right into her, hilting himself in a single thrust. She was so ridiculously aroused and his length was so miniscule that it was almost effortless to bury his entire rod. Twilight, much like some of his other partners, was initially disappointed, but as he pulled back to thrust again, she very nearly came right then and there as the barbs flared outward. She gasped, losing her breath as her head rolled back onto the pillow and her eyes struggled to stay in place.

The room swiftly filled with the sound of wet slapping and heavy moans. With both of them so desperate for release, the first round didn't even last a minute. Luckily, Gallus was not about to soften. He was going to last all night if he had to see a doctor the next morning for his priapism. He would not be taken out this soon.