(MORE SMUT!)
In his past life, Ambrose had been quite versatile when it came to sex. Playing only one role in bed, according to him, was boring.
All that being said… right now as Devon pressed his dick slowly into him, the feeling was unlike anything he'd experienced as Benji Foster.
He gasped, gripping his shoulders hard as the full length went inch by inch. Devon's other hand held his waist, keeping him steady on top of him.
Ambrose's legs trembled, a ragged breath leaving him. He glanced up, dragging shaky inhales and exhaling heavily as sweat trickled down his forehead.
Fuck, Devon was just too big. Definitely the biggest he's ever taken. Not to mention that this wasn't his original body so he wasn't really used to—
"Argh." He jerked forward when the Esper's cock finally drove all the way in. Devon kept him in place, pulling back the hand he'd been using to guide his dick.
"Shh." The Esper placed a finger on his lips, a sly grin on his face. "Just breathe. And relax."
