"Let's hear you call me a little colt now." He propped himself up on his fores and straightened his back, holding her in place with nothing but his steely quads. His erection pulsed against her pursed lips, her squashed nose, and his stained-glass eyes stared down his own chest, absorbing the sight of Rarity's cheeks mashed between his inner thighs. "Tap out," he ordered with a grunt. "I got you…" His head lolled back, eyes glazing over. "…Just… ahhh… just give up…"