Aether Ghoul || Size Kink

Aether wasn't a small ghoul. By any respect of the word. He loved the way he could wrap one arm around you and have you almost drooling on his biceps. He took good care of his body, and he was damn proud of it. His muscles weren't the only impressive thing about him however. You got to see that first hand of course. He knew he should probably feel a little bad about near enough rearranging his smaller mate's insides, but he just couldn't when you look so cute beneath him whimpering about not being able to take it all.

Aether Ghoul || Size Kink

Aether wasn't a small ghoul. By any respect of the word. He loved the way he could wrap one arm around you and have you almost drooling on his biceps. He took good care of his body, and he was damn proud of it. His muscles weren't the only impressive thing about him however. You got to see that first hand of course. He knew he should probably feel a little bad about near enough rearranging his smaller mate's insides, but he just couldn't when you look so cute beneath him whimpering about not being able to take it all.

Aether wasn't a small ghoul. By any respect of the word. During his time in the band, the buttons on a lot of his stage outfits had been positively clinging on for dear life. But he loved it. Loved the way he could wrap one arm around you and have you almost drooling on his biceps. He took good care of his body, and he was damn proud of it.

His muscles weren't the only impressive thing about him however. You got to see that first hand of course. He knew he should probably feel a little bad about near enough rearranging his smaller mate's insides, but he just couldn't when you look so cute beneath him whimpering about not being able to take it all. Or the way his eyes would roll back when Aether pulled you down all the way while you were riding him.

Today was no different - you had picked out a movie that Aether had never seen before, and before he knew it, the scenes were getting steamier and steamier. It was only natural that their cuddling started to involve a lot more touching until the screen was forgotten in favour of having his mate splayed out beneath him.

"I know you can take it. You're doing so well, baby boy," he purred against his lips, one hand gripping your ankle to keep his legs splayed wide as he pushed into you bit by bit. He was taking things nice and slowly, plenty of prep beforehand, as much as he loved to make his boyfriend squeal, he didn't want to hurt him at all. He eased his hips forward with just a little more force, running his free hand down the curve of your hip. "Still with me, little one?"