#lolly said bi rights

[kittiwittebane]

HUNTLOW WEEK FIRST PROMPT!

HALLOWEEN/HOOTY!!

//TIME FRAME//:THE HALLOWEEN AFTER WAD//WARNINGS:

Luz is American and therefore would use American English words, but I am a British English (mainly) speaker, so if I mention something that is not American or does not exist in America, I apologise. Example: Lollies VS candy. I use lollies and America (apparently, not gonna assume) uses candy. I’ll try to use the correct terminology, but in all due respect, this is Fanfiction, not a published novel from the greatest writer in the world.

References: MOVIE: A Quiet Place//NETFLIX//M RATED//HORROR/SCI-FI//(Recommend, good 👍)

Hunter picked up his scroll as a notification pinged on the screen. Luz.

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BADGIRLCOVEN_

Heyyyyy 😀!

Sleepover at the owl house tonight! 😁

RULERZREACHF4N

LUz gO awa.y im sTUdiy/in.g tonight

BADGIRLCOVEN_

Willows going to be there 😏

RULERZREACHF4N

…

I m.eAn i ha’v. A little biT o.f ti,me ma8be

BADGIRLCOVEN_

Knew it.

See you there!

5:00pm.

HALLOWEEN PARTYYYY!

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Hunter cursed himself under his breath. Why did he say yes because Willow was going to be there? He knew now that his feelings for her were called ‘romantic’ and ‘a crush’, but all he’s going to get is teasing and he knows it. He sighed, getting off of his computer that Camila had given him. He walked downstairs, still cursing himself.

“Uh- Darius?” Hunter asked cautiously. Not his first time asking about something, but something about this made him feel nervous.

“Yes, little prince?”

“Uh, Luz has invited me to a ‘halloween party’. Can I go?” Hunter twiddled his thumbs together. Darius gave him a blank look.

“Yeah sure,” Darius replied. “Not like we are doing anything.” He placed a glass of Clawhey’s Extra Strong Boor on the table. “I’m having someone over anyways. Not like it’ll inconvenience that.”

Hunter nodded as if taking this very seriously. “Right. But uh, you were a teenager once right?”

Darius gave him a confused stare. “No way.” he snorted. “Thought I was born at forty-five.”

Hunter blushed. “That’s not- I mean-” He spluttered frantically. “How do you like… wow someone?” Cringy jazz hands were displayed to Darius in hope of them somehow increasing the knowledge to the situation.

“You want to impress someone?” Darius’s curiosity arose, despite having a very good idea of who.

“N-no! It’s like.. Hypothetically…?” Hunter stuttered awkwardly, his tooth gap showing as his face progressively turned a brighter hue of red.

“Well your Captain likes flowers so-” he cut himself off to admire the beautiful shade his son’s face, ears and apparently arms had so quickly turned to after the mention of his captain.

“Ex-excuse me!?” Hunter spluttered. “Who said this had anything to do with-”

“Hunter, I’m not stupid. You talk about her twenty-four/seven. There are pictures of her on your desk. And I found one under your pillow. Don’t play dumb. Like… everyone except her knows you are soft for her.” Darius continued, purely to annoy Hunter to the point where the boy’s body turns the same shade of crimson that his ears had. Hunter’s jaw had dropped so much that Darius could stuff Hunter’s ‘secret’ bi flag in it. Darius’s lips curled into a smirk.

“What, little prince?” his smirk only grew, Hunter becoming speechless. The blonde boy made a series of intelligible noises, each one being understandable in every way possible to his adoptive father’s ears. Darius shook his head.

“Go get ready.” he instructed the stuttering, hormonal teenage boy. Hunter shut his eyes and just accepted this.

“Will do.” he squeaked.

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Hunter turned up at The Owl House cautiously. He knocked.

“Hooty, who is it?” Luz’s voice yelled. Hooty stuck his head out the window.

“Hoot hoot! It’s the weird blonde kid with the crush on Willow!” Hooty shouted back to Luz. Hunter blushed furiously.

“HOOTY!” he hissed. “My name is Hunter!” Hunter paused. “And I don’t have a crush on Willow.” he flushed, rubbing his arm. He looked down.

“Suuuuuuuurre!” Hooty mocked him. “I read the thing you wrote.”

Hunter’s head whipped up, flashback of the notebook he’d written his feelings in. TITAN! Hunter panicked.

“What writing?” he faltered, failing to hide the fact he had, in fact, written something a little bit… hormonal, to say it one way.

(:O Not like dat you dirty mind >:O)

“Don’t try to hide it with the names ‘O’Bailey’ and ‘Lily’. We aaaaallll know it’s just Hunter and Willowww!” Hooty nodded. Hunter sighed in relief. Hooty had only found his O’Bailey X Lily fanfiction. Not his diary. Hooty continued to babble on about his fanfiction, while Luz came to the door and let Hunter in.

“Even Hooty knows you have a massive crush on Willow, Hunter! How does she not realise it?!”

“Shhh Luz!” Hunter snapped.

“She’s not here, stop worrying.”

Luz complained impatiently. “Why can’t you just ask her out! You’re worse than me and Amity!”

A small gasp was heard from the room beside them, just as they were about to walk in.

“We weren’t that bad!” Amity’s lip wobbled fakely. Luz just smiled and shook her head. Hunter and Luz sat down with Amity, Gus and Vee. Now they were only waiting on Willow.

*WILLOW FINALLY TURNS UP :D*

“Willow!” Luz greeted her friend with a hug. Hunter smiled adoringly, watching from just beside the walls to the next room.

“Whatcha lookin’ at, kid?”

Hunter whipped around and smacked Eda in the face in a fight response.

“EDA!” he snapped. “You frightened me!”

Eda gifted Hunter with a rude stare. Raine showed up beside her.

“He’s looking at Willow.” Raine explained. “Haven't you noticed his extremely noticeable crush?”

Eda looked at Raine blankly. She shook her head. Raine sighed, abandoning any plan to try and help Eda understand. It wasn’t going to work. Hunter proceeded to turn what now seemed to be his face’s normal colour. He dismissed them both, walking back to the room. He could hear Willow’s footsteps as her and Luz approached the room. While Willow came in and sat down, Luz walked straight past the door. She started into a sprint, quite quickly coming back with small black boxes. She handed one to each of them.

“I got us all a little something. I know Hallween is a one-night thing, but you can use these whenever you want!” she exclaimed excitedly. Gus went straight into ripping his open.

“Oh, cool!” Gus grinned, pulling out a pair of bat pyjamas. Willow’s eyes lit up at the sight of Gus’s present. She opened hers as quickly as Gus had opened his. But in a more calm manner. She pulled out some black pumpkin pyjamas with vines all over the sleeves.

“Awww!” She held the cloth up to her face. “Thank you Luz!”

The rest of them, now intrigued, opened theirs. Amity pulled out a pair with black cats on them, while Vee found a witchy themed one in her hands. Hunter was the last to do so, and he took out his own one, which had werewolves on them. Forgetting where he was, and only caring about the fact they had wolves on them, Hunter’s eyes became wide as pans and seemed to shimmer. He hugged the pyjamas. The rest of the group giggled, and Hunter snapped back to reality. He coughed.

“I mean they’re cool I guess.” Hunter mumbled. Willow giggled softly and Hunter turned to her. His face returned to the carmine colour it has been so frequently this week. Willow thought that was cute.

“Heh, your face is all red.” she giggled. Hunter went a brighter shade of ruby. Luz clapped her hand together loudly, snapping everyone’s attention back to her.

“I wanted to go trick-or-treating but I decided that if I just bought the candy and we had a halloween sleepover it would be cool?” Luz explained.

“Yeah!” Hunter smiled, still ecstatic about his new pyjamas. He’s adorable… Willow thought. Without any warning, Luz pulled out a bag from under her bed and then proceeded to pull out bags of candy. Starbursts, Skittles, M&M’s, random chocolate bars that nobody bothered to read the label on. Though it probably wasn’t the best idea, Luz put on a movie on the TV she’d managed to shove through the portal, and they watched a movie while eating tons of candy. Luz had found a horror movie called A Quiet Place. They all huddled together on the couch.

“This might be a bit scary.” Luz announced quite loudly. Hunter, not waiting to show fear even though after reading the description was terrified, he smirked.

“The only one who would be scared is you, Luz. I’ve lived as the Golden Guard on the Boiling Isles for as long as I can remember.”

Luz grinned. “Of course, Hunter.” she nodded solemnly. “You are the strongest of them all.” she bowed to him. Hunter did not appreciate the mock. Luz turned the lights off and they sat down, facing the TV, Vee was on the very far right end, then Amity, Luz, Hunter, Willow, Gus.

“Whatever Luz. I guess we will see when the movie starts.”

*ABOUT 10 MINUTES IN*

Hunter was tense. Not a little bit, he was really really tense. The suspense of the movie scared him. The fact that there was no talking was freaky. The blanket Hunter had somehow acquired at some point during the movie was only allowing his eyes to be shown.he was wrapped up in it, but Luz being the sibling she is, decided to steal it.

“Hey!” Hunter whined. “I was using that!” Luz just snickered.

“Lol do not caaare!” she sang. Hunter whimpered. That was his safe space! He turned back to the movie, curling up timidly. A minute later, he got a tap on the shoulder.

“We can share if you want.” a small, soft voice whispered. Hunter turned to see Willow holding her blanket open. He blushed furiously, hoping the fact that the lights were off hid it.

“Itsfineiamok.” Hunter mumbled quickly. (It’s fine I am ok). Willow beckoned him to share with her. He tried to say no but she didn’t give up. His blush did not calm down as he finally agreed. He moved over a little bit. Willow noticed he was shy, and moved the rest of the way for him. She wrapped the blanket around him and moved a tiny bit closer. Their shoulders were touching, and Willow decided to close the small gap they had between them. She leant on him, unaware of the dark scarlet colour that had just overtaken the small ruby hue that dusted his cheeks. Slowly, due to the lack of noise, Willow fell asleep. Her head rested on Hunter’s shoulder. Usually, she’d be snoring. But she’d knocked herself out with sugar.

Oh my Titan… Hunter whined inwardly. She looks so peaceful and beautiful when she sleeps… maybe I should… hmm…

And to that thought, Hunter’s mind shut down and sleep overtook him. His head fell onto Willow’s. Absent-mindedly, Hunter’s body decided that Willow was a stuffed toy and he hugged her firmly.

MEANWHILE>>>

“OH MY TITANNNNN!” Luz whispered urgently. “EEEEEEEEEEE!”

Amity looked at her girlfriend, then saw the scene behind her.

“Ew.” Amity retched quietly.

“QUICK AMITY WHERE THE TITAN IS MY PHONE?!” Luz panicked. She fumbled the blankets as quietly as she could to find it.

“Hehe blackmail.” was the last thing she said before taking the photo and falling asleep with Amity.

#hunter toh #hunter deamonne #hunter noceda #hunter wittebane #the owl house #toh #dana terrace #huntlow #willow park #winter #Huntlow week #huntlow week 2023

[idiottweets]

are we not gonna talk about how Lolly said that Kitty is kind of in love with Alison on TGNS

#lolly adefope #bbc ghosts #idiot post #we been knew but it's nice that she said it #lolly said bi rights

[supercalvin]

HI I’ve been basically binge reading ur merthur ficlets on ao3 and just. all your fics actually and... first of all i love your writing i would die for you and your AUs. all of them. second of all I have a huge list of shitty AUs that i’d love to see written so it took me ten minutes to actually choose one but. “We’re both in the vegetable isle and I just burst into tears while staring at the cabbages” AU if you’re still doing the ficlets, could I request this prompt? tysm!!!

…crying in the grocery store is too relatable for me right now.

Prompts + Ficlets

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When Merlin had moved to Camelot, into his Uncle Gaius’ flat which sat above the grocery shop, it had just been part time while he adjusted to the city. Then, when his Uncle had passed away, Merlin had taken over the shop full time. The shop wasn’t huge, but he stocked it full of food fresh from the farms just outside of Camelot and a lot of the old-fashioned herbal medicines that Gaius had always offered.

Being a small shop in a quaint neighborhood, Merlin got to know a lot of his customers.

Mrs. Lee always came in on Sunday mornings, picking up the ingredients for her special Sunday dinners. She would tell Merlin about the dishes and if her son was coming to visit that night.

Some kids usually stopped by after school, grabbing the ice lollies or sweets that Merlin stocked by the register.

Mr. Davies never brought a grocery list with him and just bought what he remembered needing. Merlin had reminded him on more than one occasion that he had bought milk only two days before, and unless he had chugged a whole gallon of milk yesterday, he probably didn’t need another.

So Merlin knew his regulars. Even if he didn’t know their name, he could easily pick out someone who had stopped by his shop before. So that was why it was easy to tell that the blond man standing in the fresh produce section was a newcomer. He had a bag in hand, as if he understood why he was there, but he hadn’t picked up anything. It was almost closing time, five minutes to eight, and the man had been staring at a head of cabbage for the last ten minutes.

Merlin wondered if he was drunk. Or high. He didn’t look the type. He was dressed in a nice but rumbled pair of trousers and his button down was rolled up to his sleeves.

Merlin hesitated by the register, idly sweeping the floor. After another minute, Merlin finally gave into his curiosity and what his mother called ‘a natural tendency to help others’ (although Uncle Gaius had called it ‘a natural tendency to get into trouble).

Merlin cleared his throat, “Can I help you find something?”

With a jump, the man looked up and Merlin was startled to find the man’s face was wet. He hadn’t expected that.

“Oh,” Merlin said, too flummoxed to say more.

“Sorry,” The man’s eyes were red, deep purple circles around his eyes. “I’m just… I was trying to get myself together before I continued shopping. I think I lost track of time again.” He looked around, as if releasing how late it was. “I’ll just…” He tilted his head to the door.

With a quick evaluation, Merlin determined that the man had been born and raised to carry on with a stiff upper lip. Merlin on the other hand, had been raised by a kind mother who soothed his tears and never told him to hold it in.

“Oh forget that,” Merlin reached out to guide the man away from the produce and towards the back of the shop where Merlin had set up a small table and chairs for people to drink the complimentary tea. “Here I’ll make a fresh pot. Just sit right there.”

The man looked like he was going to protest, but then deflated, as if too exhausted to argue.

By the time Merlin came back from the kitchen with the tea and biscuits, the man looked more put together already.

“Thanks,” He said, “You didn’t have to.”

Merlin rolled his eyes, “And left you over there by the cabbage? I don’t think so.” Merlin poured the tea and offered cream and sugar, which the man took. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“Got sacked,” The man said, looking pitifully into his tea.

“I see,” Merlin took the seat across from the man. “Will you be alright? Financially, I mean.”

The man nodded. “That’s not it. I worked for my Dad.”

Merlin winced, “Sounds complicated.”

The man snorted, which Merlin considered to be a good thing. Humor, even dark humor, could make a situation brighter.

“I came out to him,” The man said, eyes nervously flickering over to the tiny Pride flag sitting next to register. “It didn’t go well.”

Merlin felt his stomach clench in sympathy.

“His loss,” Merlin said, feeling outrage on behalf of this stranger. “Sounds like a right bastard. Sorry. Probably not what you want to hear right now.”

The man’s lip turned up, a facsimile of a smile. “Not sure what I want to hear.”

“Well, that’s alright too.” Merlin said before holding out his hand. “Merlin, by the way. Bi. I own the shop.”

“Arthur,” The man took Merlin’s hand, “Gay. Recently disinherited and unemployed. Bit of a catch, eh?”

Merlin smiled, “Those things are not in your control. Besides,” Merlin said, picking up a biscuit and gesturing with it, “You’re in the right spot. Gwen next door hosts a queer meet-up every Tuesday and I bring over fresh baked bread and anything else from the shop that needs getting rid of. And if you’re in need of a job, my friend Lance works somewhere downtown. Fancy place, I don’t know. But he could help you.”

Arthur frowned at him, “But you don’t know anything about me.”

Merlin shrugged and nibbled on his biscuit, “So?”

Arthur’s eyes began to water again.

Merlin dropped the biscuit and quickly patted Arthur’s hand, which was clenched next to the teacup. “Hey, I know I’m weird, but I didn’t mean to upset you.”

No tears fell, although it looked like a close call. “I’m just… My sister told me when if I came out to my Dad that there would be a community for me. I just didn’t expect a random bi man to invite me over for tea and offer to help me find a job.”

Merlin continued to pat his hand, “Well, I suppose that makes me your queer guardian angel. Or maybe I should be your fairy godmother? That’s more in line with being gay, isn’t it?”

Arthur laughed. It was the first genuine smile Merlin had seen from him. It was something special, Merlin thought, to behold something so intimate. Arthur had been through so much that day, having come out and been disinherited in the span of only a few hours, and Merlin was the one to not only see that freedom from despondency, but be the cause of it too.

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Prompts + Ficlets

#merlin #merthur #merlin fic #ficlets #Anonymous

[himiko-yumehellno]

Figured I'd give you a Oumeno (Kokichi x Himiko)-related ask, because why not? Hit me with your best shot! And by best shot, I mean hit me with any LGBT+ headcanons you have for them, plus any personal headcanons you have for the ship

*stretches to warm up for this ask* WELL –

I tend to headcanon Kokichi as panromantic and demisexual, as well as some form of nonbinary (I usually flip flop between genderfluid and solely nonbinary). Himiko I tend to headcanon as either bi and/or omni (because I never have consistent headcanons lol), and I like to think of them both as aroflux because self-projection, babey. Also Himiko's trans and asexual.

I like to think Kokichi has heterochromia and a green eye, he just uses contacts to hide it.

Himiko loves pancakes, and she's actually really good at making breakfast food! God help her if she needs to make lunch or dinner, though.

Kokichi has a really weakened sense of taste, and likes weird food combinations with interesting textures to make up for it.

They both love amusement parks and fairs, and it's a common date for them in the summer.

Kokichi has tons of nicknames for Himiko, such as Magey, Beloved, Bunny, Himihimi, etc. Himiko just calls him by his name or the very occasional common petname. That said, she once called him Soda Lolli-Pop and he's been trying to get her to call him that regularly ever since.

That fact actually makes them immune to the whole "Honey?" "Yes dear?" "Don't ever lie to me again" joke, which frustrated Miu when she tried to pull a fast one on them, but as she was leaving Kokichi said to Himiko, "Well, she's an idiot, don't you agree, love?" and Miu just walked straight into a wall.

Going back to Himiko being trans, she's a bit sensitive about her small chest because of this, but Kokichi likes to make jokes about venmo-ing her some breasts that always make her at least smile, if not laugh.

"Don't worry, Himiko, I'll have my organization members send you some tits in the mail, free of shipping fees."

Kokichi's actually slightly strong, he just doesn't like to lift things so he pretends he's weak so no asks him to.

Himiko makes really good sugar cookies. She can't move her batches in or out of the oven cause she got burned while doing so once and is scared to do so again, but when someone helps her with that they get rewarded with free cookies.

Kokichi likes to play meme themes on his kazoo and Himiko's learned to tune it out

Kokichi: *plays the Mii theme on his kazoo for an hour straight, irritating everyone else in the room to the point they're considering just slapping the instrument out of his hands*

Himiko: *turns a page in her novel* I wonder if the park would be a fun date for the weekend. What do you think, Kokichi?

They totally go to the soap/candle shops at the mall and sniff all the products before buying something. It's their weekly thing, along with just wandering around the mall, eating ice cream and pizza, and going to the bookstore.

Speaking of books, Kokichi loves romance and fantasy novels, and Himiko loves horror and mystery novels. Neither of them will admit to it. They cover for each other and claim their book collections belong to each other.

Kokichi gives Himiko piggyback rides when he's feeling generous.

They have the weirdest inside jokes that nobody else understands.

"I am going to conquer the Mediterranean with a pineapple ship!" "Shut up, you're a tootsie roll." "ROUND FRIEND BREAD!" etc

Kokichi loves dresses. Himiko has sensory issues with them unless they have specific styles and fabric, but she does like the swooshy-swooshy of them, so she wears skirts.

They both have ADHD and autism.

Kokichi's family is all ten DICE and Himiko has several siblings, so whenever their two families interact it's like an entire family reunion all on its own: chaotic and with tons of people, yet somehow loving.

Their favorite way of cuddling is just lying together. That's it. For example: Himiko's lying on the floor, playing on her phone, when Kokichi comes along and lays across her back, playing on his own phone. Optimal for sharing memes and whatever else they want to show each other yet still doing their own thing. It's a win-win. Especially since Kokichi's actually sensitive when it comes to touch but when he's in the mood for it he shows just how little physical affection he normally gets (not that Himiko's neglecting him or anything – he's just unused to it and usually can't stand it cause of sensory issues).

When they get older and buy their own place they get a trampoline and have serious discussions while bouncing in it, just because.

They also have like five cats, two guinea pigs, and a turtle.

I think that's all the headcanons I have right now! Boy it felt good to write them all down. Thanks for the ask, Ally!

#asks #drv3 #kokichi ouma #himiko yumeno #oumeno #shipping #himiko cast original post #headcanons

[seb-owns-these-tatas]

Fix (Tj Hammond) (Pt.2)

PART 1

Characters: NSFW. Sub!Bi!TJ Hammond x You

Summary: You've went home and was welcomed by a very high TJ who was clean for a year since you've been together. Your boy even did something wrong, resulting to you in reacting very hostile and leading to a hot night considering that he needed to learn his lessons for disobeying you.

Warning: Female oral, nudity, drugs, cusses, PEGGING, Unprotected sex (Don't forgot to cover the willies okay?) Sub/Dom relationship! Suggestive recording of lemon tape (THIS IS SMUT)

Words: 7,596. FEEL THE FILTH! (It is really longer than the the previous part heck!)

A/N: THIS IS NOT SUITABLE FOR VERY YOUNG AUDIENCES. LOOK AWAY, PURE TATER TOT. LOOK AWAY. DON'T SCROLL DOWN IF YOU AREN'T 18 YEARS OLD OR NOT EVEN CONSIDERED LEGAL IN YOUR COUNTRY. I'M GIVING MY ALL IN THIS SHIT! GIVE ME SOME CRAZY FEEDBACKS, Y'ALL! LET’S HOPE THIS POST OF MINE WON’T GET FLAGGED BY TUMBLR. -_-

Disclaimer: GIF'S and PNG'S aren't mine, however the whole one shot and edits are rightfully mine to begin with.

Dedicated: @caps-boo-bear (Still couldn’t tag ya bud!) @angel-of-hell-cece1967​ @anxiousamandapanda​

"--Trust comes with love, and I love you very very much. This means that I trust you either," You gently patted his warm, smooth, broad back. Whispering loving words against his ear, "I just don't want you going back to the life you were used to, I don't want you to get caught up in your drug addictions again, Teej."

Tj couldn't help the small moans that escaped his lips when you were rubbing his back, it felt good. Too good for him to take. The pleasure he felt was travelling inside his pantaloon. What did he just take? He thought to himself when you kept on whispering loving words filling his heart. Ecstacy. He remembered before mentally groaning. That was why he could feel him growing inside his pants even though you were mad at him and he was weeping.

Well, that was really a huge change in his emotions. He was miserable before you have hugged him and now he was horny. "---What did you even take?" You questioned him curiously, lifting his head up and unlatching his fluffy head in between your neck. Your words were completely shut down by Tj before that question erupted.

His hair was currently disheveled, Cerulean eyes turned a shade darker than the usual. Looking all murky and high, "U-Uhm," He stuttered, curling the toes of his feet as he felt all the scorching heat pooling below his stomach. He was turning harder as he was taking in your outfit, his leather jacket, black leather pants, a white v-neck shirt that was too low for his decency to take and a black heeled boots that made him sneak a hand in front of his clothed cock, slyly gripping to give a little relief. Heels. Damn you for wearing those sexy boots of yours, Tj mentally thought at the back of his mind, "Ec-Ecstacy. Yeah, Ecstacy. Two pills. Those were the only ones left inside your not so secret box," He smirked, internally groaning to himself when you threw back the lollipop in your mouth, never missing to palm himself through his tight jeans, his eyes were tempted to shut for a moment when he could feel a tiny relief wash through him, yet he fought off the urge and gnawed on his lip rather harshly.

"How'd you even find it, Teej?!" You exclaimed, sniggering as you couldn't believe him. Suddenly distracted, thinking how he found the box that you totally hid from him out of sight. Your breath hitched when you heard and felt your boyfriend take a subtle step forward, warm fingers wrapped sensually around your wrist. One move from him made your breath hitch. He ripped away the lollipop in your mouth, the mischievous glint in his never going unnoticed when you pondered. "You're acting...weird,"

Tj had a lopsided smile, a smile that looked cunning. You knew that smile, it was those types of smile of his which consists of sweat beneath the sheets, clothes completely off. Oh God. You felt him move closer, if that was even possible. Feeling his hard-on touching your clothed body and you gasped. Eyebrows up skeptically, "ARE YOU SERIOUSLY HARD RIGHT NOW?!" You exclaimed a little too loudly, not believing how hard you could feel he was.

Tj lightheadedly chuckled before you, his glassy, tantalizing cerulean eyes memorizing your face even though he already did. "So hard, Babe." He quietly murmured. The way he said his words seem to slightly turn you on as he continued to open his mouth. He was acting completely seductive and erotic.

It was working, alright.

"Squeeze me, please. I'm so fucking horny right now," Tj licked his lips, your other hand..without the lollipop languidly guiding your hands on his crotch. But, before you could get to palm him through his jeans. You were quick to whisk your hand away and you swore you heard him whimper when you did. He didn't know you actually wanted to do it, but your slightly sober self tells you not to because he was high and not on his right mind.

"No. I am not squeezing you through your jeans! And I will not have sex with you when you're high and shit, Thomas! Didn't I set some rules? Don't you remember?" You warned your baby boy who was pouting in front of you.

 He timidly nodded in understanding, chewing on his bottom lip as his breathing grew deeper. His hungry eyes craved for seeing you in lesser clothes. Tj was acting like he wasn't given his favorite candy when you've tried rejecting him. He was utterly close to stomping his feet like a child because you didn't want to cave in. "I know, I know. But, please just for tonight. I'll get to remember anything, and I'm still in my damn right state of mind. I don't care if you'll punish me..just please, I'll do everything you want! Just fuck me, Y/N. Pleaaaseeee," Tj desperately pleaded, you saw the twinkle in his eyes. Gosh, that was your weakness. He looked damn gorgeous without even trying. So hot and sexy. You can't help but vocally groan out your frustrations. You wanted to give in.

"You're so fucking hot," The hammond boy whispered, stealing the tangerine lollipop in your hand. You watched his movements like a hawk and your baby boy boldly stared back at you, cerulean eyes a shade darker with hunger and love included. He opened those wet, kissable, red lips of his. Voluptously fishing his tongue out before erotically pushing the sweet treat on the pad of his wet tongue, devouring it like what he does with your breasts.

You were downright turned on with that one simple movement. Downright hungry for what he could give. He was naughtily looking at you all through out as he continued ravishing the poor lollipop with his tongue and lips. You can't help but subtly push your thighs close together to relieve the itchy, hungry feeling. An itch that you wanted Tj to relieve so bad.

Tj kept sucking on it loudly like a kid who loved his lolly. Your eyes focusing on the lucky lollipop trapped inside his lips. He mindlessly licked his red, plump lips and swiping the sweet treat around his lips. Thinking about doing something he wanted to since you opened that mouth of yours when you started ranting out your anger a while ago.

"Mmmh!" You weakly palmed his naked chest from the jolt of spark when he immediately wrapped a hand behind your neck, his warm, hot mouth now on yours. Sloppily kissing you with fervor. You wanted this. Gosh, you've been wanting this from the moment you were with your friends. You know the alcohol in your system and your wild hormones wanted it.

So, you had no choice but to flutter your eyes closed. Completely caving in his need and apparently with yours either.

Tj softly bit your lip as you could feel his wet tongue darting out, sliding in for entrance. You wholeheartedly did. Pushing your tongue out to lap with his, both doing the Tango. The kiss was all wet, sloppy and with the need to get the heat starting.

Warm, shallow breaths were shared. Teeth grinding in with each other in a rough manner. You craned your neck higher till you could fully reach Tj's mouth and it became a whole lotta easier for the both of you when you hooked your arm around his neck, tugging him closer and tiptoeing as you desperately pushed your tongue inside his mouth, deepening the kiss. His tongue hitting with yours as he continued kissing you with his expert tongue.

You could feel your hormones running around in a frenzy. It was shocking you that you were as thirsty as the man who just had taken drugs.

And because Tj was a little too sensitive to touches. He had a higher pleasure from desire and physical touches. It was part of the effect of the Ecstacy he took, he had been more vocal than ever and he never did forget to deeply and quietly moan it in your mouth even though you two were only just kissing.

How would it even feel like for him if you both started doing more than just making out?

You could feel his slightly swollen, beet red lips releasing your bottom lip with a gentle tug of his teeth, your lips looking the same way as his. Only a dark shade of lust could be seen in his eyes and a little bit of hue around his diluted baby blue eyes. His eyes appeared to be darker than it used to be, the hunger growing larger and impossible to stop.

"I've been a very...very bad boy," Tj slurred raspily as he dragged out his words, sounding more sensual and hotter. Those quiet words of submission made you whimper, it was such a turn on and he damn knew it. The naughty lopsided smile on his face says so. His warm hand caught your wrist and he eyed your hand in front of him before languidly bringing it close to his parted delicious red lips. Filthy thoughts clouded your mind, you wanted nothing more than his lips beneath your core, desperately lapping for your juices.

"Punish me," You couldn't help the shivers when Tj lightly bit the tip of your index finger, his lust blown eyes peering down at you with a hypnotizing gaze. "I'll do anything..anything you want, Mistress."

The way he said the word 'Mistress' flicked a switch inside of you and in your needy core. Tj began sucking in the tip of your finger with his lip, he began pushing your finger in his mouth, the pad of his tongue resting on the palm of your finger.

His sucking was cut short, your finger halfway in his mouth when you stopped pushing it in. Your eyes completely enamoured by how his sinful lips were working around your finger. You cleared your throat, switching your weight from one foot to the other in excitement then slowly adding another finger in between his lip. Your digits sliding in so warmly, "Anything I want?" You gnaw on your bottom lip, watching how both of your fingers were now inside of his mouth. Debauchingly sliding in and out.

He nodded eagerly, blue eyes staring down at you with such fake innocence. "Will my baby boy like that?" You felt his tongue swirling around your digits. Your mind now completely elsewhere, wetness starting to pool in your heat from Tj's basic ministrations.

Oh, were you lusting so hard for him.

You took your damp fingers out of his lips in a pop, quickly hurling your wet digits in your mouth and eagerly sucking it off like he had done with your fingers. All the while remaining eye contact, and Tj swore he could painfully feel his cock throb beneath his jeans when he watched your fingers go in and out like he imagined it was his hard cock. It was so damn arousing.

Y/N hooked a finger around his necklace, roughly pulling him close to her face. Tj couldn't help but utter a guttural moan when she palmed him through his jeans, giving his hard, trapped cock rough squeezes. Just like how he ought to be touched, she swiftly licked her lips as she eyed him flutter his eyes closed. Y/N dragged her lips across his jaw, pressing soft, open mouthed kisses till she reached his ears, breath fanning and whispering. "I want you to eat me out,"

"Want your mouth on me, Baby.."

He keenly obliged, instantly dropping himself to his knees like the submissive that he is. Gazing up at you with that adorable, hot, dazed glimmer in his blue eyes, "You want to come in my mouth? Will my mistress want that?" Tj purred. His rough, wandering hands slipping in your shirt, fingers lightly swiping through your soft belly pouch till he reached the belt of your jeans in which he hastily unbuckled off then threw in somewhere in the kitchen.

"Baby boy's so needy and eager.." You peered down at him, watching his movement very closely. Chewing on your bottom lip, raking your hand in his soft, fluffy hair. He looked up at you, as he subtly popped the button of your jeans, zipping it down in haste. "So damn horny,"

Tj tugged at your jeans and slipped it off you in one tug, you lifted your feet to help him rip the damn clothing off your body when you realized your boots were still on. "Oh, I forgot to take my boots off--"

"Leave it." He softly demanded, throwing your jeans away, hearing a sound that made you know it hit a cubboard. You raised a brow, and he glanced to see you questioning him why. "Please," He softly pleaded, fingers hooking in the waistband of your black seamless underwear, Tj was admiring your face, staring you up beneath his eyelashes, "Want you naked with just those," Oh, was it one of his fetishes.

Your panties were off in one go, yet this time. That one tiny clothing of yours weren't thrown away. Tj slyly kept it in the pocket of his jeans, smirking beneath you once he did. His warm, grabby hands landed on your soft, silky thighs that had temporary indentations from the jeans you wore. Lines were indented on your smooth thighs and legs. He traced those with his feather-like fingers. His eyes following where his fingers trailed upon, completely dazed.

Until his hands ended on place where it was inevitable to be touched. Tj's middle finger slid in between your moisty folds, checking how wet you are and he gave out a satisfied moan when he felt how wet you are. Wet, but still not enough.

He watched how you roughly bit your bottom lip when his finger swiped your wetness, eyes fluttering closed when he searched for that tiny bud that gave your body intense pleasure. Tj began circling your clit, locking his eyes at your pleasured face. Eyes closed, lips parted with shallow breaths coming out of your mouth.

Your face was completely erotic. It was making his cock harder, if that was even possible.

The soft, delicate moans that came out of your mouth was enough to make Tj blow his mind. He was gently circling your clit, spreading your wetness around your labia, yet it still wasn't enough. He wanted to see you fully, face to face with your heat. He wanted your sweet, addictive juices in his mouth.

Tj took one of your leg, hooking it around his shoulder and he was quickly met with your wet folds. Your sweet sleek glistening against the kitchen's lights, and it was like he had seen his favorite candy because of how the dark pupil of his eyes turned larger, his eyes darkening more. "Oh, God.." He moaned, his thumb and index finger spreading your folds, seeing and feeling your wetness. All of it was for him to take and dive in. "This all for me?"

You only uttered a very lewd moan that made him quickly nose dived in your heat. Another moan escaped your parted lips, louder than the ones you've been moaning out. The way you tug on his hair was much more rougher when he flicked his tongue against your clit. Squirming against his hold, your other hand landing on the kitchen island that was behind you. You let out a loud cry when he circled his tongue against your swollen clit, lips sucking around your swollen bud. Your heart was beating a thousand times faster, and Tj was feeling more heady and euphoric once he got to taste your sweet juices.

"T-Tj," Your soul felt like it was being sucked in another planet. He moaned against you, feeling satisfied from your saccharine taste that he have been dying to taste. More. He wanted more. He immediately darted his sinful tongue inside your sleek entrance, his pointy nose rubbing with your aching bud. You pushed his head deeper, roughly tugging at his dark roots as you shifted your leg around his shoulders. Opening your legs more for him to dulge in to.

You took a glimpse of Tj's pretty face, and your mind was in a bliss. He looked completely enticing and in deep pleasure. His eyes were closed, seeming to be in another state of mind as you see his tongue darting in and out of your heat and that couldn't help but trigger you to the brink of your orgasm.

You could feel your lower abdomen tighten in a warm knot, Tj grabbed a handful of your mound, squishing your derriere on his palm, pushing you closer against his mouth as your eyes lulled back. All you had to do was lock him in between your legs, but your mischievous self had to stop your high and wound him away, tugging Tj up as you tug on his necklace till he was towering before you.

"Why'd you made me stop?" He aggravatingly spat, his lips were glistening from your juices. Mind all heady, eyes completely looking high and lips all bruised and swollen.

You gave a lopsided smile, fluttering your eyelashes up at him as you locked him hypnotized, "You've been a good boy, sweetheart."

"But now, I just want to cum around your cock," His chest vibrated as he uttered a very animalistic moan. You took his leather jacket off and Tj did his best to help you take your shirt off even though his movements were disoriented.

He mumbled a very low whimper, seeing you stark naked in front of him was making his cock ache against his jeans, in the midst of thinking about how to make him suffer less. Tj unbuckled his belt, and to make everything faster so he could stand bare..You hurriedly popped the buttons of his jeans and began helping him.

"Fuck me from behind," You stated breathless. A satisfied moan came out of you when his swollen, fat cock sprung out, the swollen, pinkish head hitting his pelvis and he couldn't help but groan from feeling free.

The look he was giving you was untamed and wild, so raunchy. You pulled at his necklace, bringing his face close until you captured his lips in a sloppy, bruising kiss full of ardor. You were craving for him and he was craving for you.

You nibbled at his swollen, bottom lip. Tj's eyes were heavy lidded and lust-filled. Your teeth gave his lower lip a hard pull, with your hand gripping around the base of his hard, veiny cock. He shut his eyes closed when you began stroking his cock, giving a few tight pumps, feeling the angry veins on the palm of your hands. "Ugh," You heard Tj emit a carnal, short moan. It sounded so good in your ears and it made you gnaw on your bottom lip, watching Tj's face twisting in utmost pleasure.

His cock was pulsing, every once in a while with every stroke given to his cock, his breath was hitching. The fingers clawing on your hip gripping tighter with every twist of your wrist. Drips of pre-cum oozing out. Automatically, your thumb swiped the pre-cum off. You watched the way your hand moved around his cock and Tj was eyeing your movements. Gaping at how you could pleasure him in the right damn ways.

Bringing your cum-filled thumb to your lips, you sucked your thumb, tasting his pre-cum and you couldn't help but hum in satisfaction, closing your eyes and showing your baby boy how delicious he tasted, making Tj whimper from how utterly erotic you looked. He tasted so salty and sweet. You popped your thumb out of your mouth, batting your eyelashes up at your baby boy. "Baby boy wants a suck?"

He still seemed to be hypnotized for a second, before you see him purse his lips as he thought, caressing your bare hip bone and with no hesitation, he shook his head. "I want in," Tj rasped with gritted teeth, before rushing to spin you around. Your heart pounded against your chest in excitement, he bent you over against the kitchen island, feeling his hand resting on the small of your back. You could feel his eyes raking you over, memorizing every detail of your flawed, but perfect body that was bent before him.

Your cunt was throbbing and aching for his cock. You heard him hum and felt his naughty, sensual hand lightly tracing your spine, his fingers lightly trailing the bone on your back, travelling lower and lower till his other hand rested on your hip, keeping you steady in place.

Your body shivered as he pressed open-mouthed kisses on your naked back. Never forgetting to give them a suck to leave a mark, releasing your skin with a lick of his tongue to soothe the fresh, new hickeys. Your eyes immediately fluttered close when he reached your neck and you couldn't help but crane your neck further for him to have more skin to kiss and suck.

A cold, metal string was laying cold on your back, in opposite of your flushed, burning skin. It was distracting your senses, thinking about how hot Tj was. All naked with only his beloved necklace, looking stoned and with one thing in his mind. To fuck you till you were spent.

Tj grabbed onto your hip rather tightly, his fingers probably leaving a mark from how tight he was gripping on your waist. His other hand gripped the base of his cock and he pulled your hip higher, jerking you upward. Half of your body resting on top of the kitchen island, proppeling on your tiptoes as he lined his swollen head on your wet entrance. Your elbows were propped on the smooth surface, trying to bend lower as you bit on your bottom lip so hard just waiting for yourself to get fucked till you could see stars.

Your eyes could see Tj's phone resting on the edge of the kitchen island and with a naughty, mischievous plan in mind seeking for vengeance, you quickly snatched and took his phone in your hand. Tj paid no mind and continued his ministrations, feeling the head of his cock finally pushing slowly in your swollen, dripping, needy core.

Inch by inch his cock was in, and you couldn't help but tightly hold onto his phone and moan out the pleasure once he was halfway inside, uttering out a louder moan when his hips gave a sharp thrust to push himself fully into you, stopping once he was settled and pulsing around your walls.

You squeezed him and it made Tj utter a low growl. Your eyes were tempted to flutter closed, but your plans made you not to as you looked beneath your eyelashes and dialed in a number that wasn't in his contacts anymore. A number whom you memorized in case he decides to plan and gatecrash into your steady relationship, wanting to gain something from your baby boy.

Tj's fingers travelled towards the other side of your hip, bracing himself as he could finally fuck you till your last breath. The call began ringing, and so does Tj's hips began thrusting in and out in an intense pace. Your body jerked against the kitchen island everytime his pelvis hits your derriere with every move of his hips.

"Tj?" The man on the other side of the line rasped with a chuckle. Your furrowed brows became more wrinkled when you heard that awful voice that reminded you of awful things. Your fingers began to loosen around the phone while Tj quickened his pace. Slowly pulling out his cock, before pushing in again and again. Feeling his lips on your neck, he gave open mouthed kisses and continued pumping in and out of you. His breath giving a pornographic hitch of his breath, emitting a breathy moan everytime he fully pulls out of you and slickly pushes in your throbbing walls with sharp pushes.

"A-Ahh," You moaned on the phone, your mouth ajar and your only focus was Tj's cock slipping in and out of you, deeper than before as he continuously fucked you from behind. You hitched a breath when you felt his hand snake around you, travelling towards your rub deprived clit and felt his fingers rubbing hard on it, erupting a very erotic moan out of you. "Fuuuck, Tj!"

"What the hell?" Sean loudly spoke from the phone, hardly believing what he was hearing. "Ugh, fuck! Yes!" Tj groaned out loud, his lust-filled eyes watching where your bodies connected, his cock disappearing inside your cunt which was utterly wet from your juices. His mouth hung open from the pleasure he was feeling. It was too good. So good. Your walls clenched around him, feeling the familiar throb forming in between your legs. Earning a very loud sensual moan from Thomas made Sean brows raise in animosity.

"Did you seriously just called to make me hear your very unattractive audio porn with some bitch?"

You ignored the whiny, petty congressman in line and concentrated how Tj was fucking you so good. His hips decided to shift in a different angle, and it was a very good angle for you because it made you feel good as the pleasure began building up a thousand times better. "Tj, right there baby! S-so so goooood," You moaned louder, Tj was hitting a special spot and it was making you cum faster than normal. He continued hitting your g-spot, never forgetting to slip a hand under you to grab at your boobs, fondling with the softness and roundness of it while his other hand was still on your clit, rubbing harsh circles. The whole kitchen was filled with loud, perceptible moans, a lot of filthy skin slapping and the slick sounds while he abuses your sex.

You knew you were close when you squeezed around his cock and so was Tj. His moans became more audible inside the apartment, hearing his breath hitching every now and then. Tj felt his balls tighten as he continued fucking you from behind, his abdominal muscles tightening as he was finally feeling the knot.

"I--I can't hold it in anymore," Tj murmured after emitting a very hot groan. "O-Oh my God," He breathed in between his moans, the air harshly coming out of his nose as he breathed deep, his thrusts becoming sloppy. "I'm coming, Y/N. I fucking hope you are too,"

"I-I'm coming, baby. Cum with me," You whispered harshly, moan after moan. Your legs were shaking, and so does Tj's hips. He tightened his jaw, feeling the orgasm coming close. "Y-Your pussy feels fucking heaven, Y/N! Fuck!"

He never stopped circling your clit, deliciously thrusting his hips against your pussy and in one pinch you've finally reached your high. You tightly squeezed around him, triggering him into shooting his load inside of you. Tj came, uttering a breathy groan when he spurted all his cum, milking your walls.

Your moan died down very slowly, feeling his warm load inside of you was to die for, even had it dripping out of you. It was worth enough to turn you crazy. You blinked, slowly opening your eyes. Trying to relieve from the very blissful feeling of being fucked by Tj Hammond. Your legs felt jello, and Tj had to support your waist. His hands going straight towards it as he gently held you in his arms.

"You fucker should know not to mess with Tj's feelings, especially when you're the fucking bastard who ruined his damn life," You hissed on the other line, breath undeniably labored and Tj was blinking down at you, his mind completely out of this world and appearing to recover from his post-coital bliss. "Sayonara, Fucker. Go fuck yourself with that audio porn," You ended the call in one push of a button. Damn it, Sean Reeves was ruining your damn night.

Tj spun you around, leaning your back against the kitchen island. His eyes all soft, sweet and dazed. He stared at your face like you're the only woman he cherishes besides his mother of course. "Was that Sean?"

You nodded, palms going straight to his face as you reached up to skim your fingers on his jaw. He gave a small, tight smile, "Why'd you call him?"

Only a shrug was given to his question, your face seeming to regret the call you made to a very well known congressman. God, you were an impulsive one. What if he had recorded everything in his phone? You even moaned Tj's name out loud for Christ's sake. That would be a great headline for some news article. 'Y/N Y/L/N have accidentally/or not leaked her audio porn with Tj Hammond via phone to Sean Reeves for the sake of revenge,' It definitely didn't sound too good with all the press involved. "I dunno, Teej. I actually wanted a video call, not a very lame audio porn. Sike."

Tj's face looked so precious when he laughed, his eyes all crinkly as he deeply chuckled, feeling his palms glide on your sides, just feeling you. "You're one kinky shit, Y/N."

"I know, baby. I know." You uttered, your sneaky hand trailing down his torso and Tj felt every inch of it because the ecstacy was still in his system and your touches immediately went straight to his cock. His eyebrow shot up when he felt your fingers travelling towards his pelvis, tracing his deep hip indents that you so love to lick on. "You've been a very...very good boy, Tj." You purred, biting your lower lip while you watch your hand travel down till you reached his semi-hard dick. Your baby boy deserves all the love in the world, and definitely a mindblowing fuck. "You still got another one in ya'? I'm still kinda horny, Babe."

"Mmmmh," He fluttered his eyes closed, moaning against his throat when he felt your dirty, sneaky fingers fondling with his ballsac, giving him gentle squeezes. "Feels good, baby?" Your fingers began to wrap around his cock once again, and his breath gave out a very shocking hitch. "I-I'm still so...so sensitive, Mistress." He softly whispered, his breath still hitching when your finger trailed the bulging vein laying under his cock.

You acted like you were thinking deeply for a moment, cocking your head to the side as your hand was still glued to his dick. "I think you deserve a gift, Love."

With that been said, his eyes quickly snapped opened as he concentrated on you, completely confused. "You're definitely going to like it, I can tell." The shine in your eyes meant you were anticipating for this exact moment, and Tj smiled, still stoned from the Ecstacy and post coital bliss. He nodded even though he had no idea what you had in mind.

Tj didn't actually thought he was gonna get fucked in the ass by you. He remembered he had told the idea that being fucked with a strap would be such a turn on, yet he didn't think you would eventually take it to mind since you just gave a small hum in response.

He didn't thought you would even buy one, a dildo strap just for him? How lucky can he be?

"I honestly thought we're gonna have vanilla sex or something, I was so ready for that to be honest," Tj pondered as he was on all fours on top of your king sized bed. He looked behind his shoulders and saw you fixing the straps around your hips. The sounds making his cock twitch, his heart fastening its pace because of the excitement.

"Vanilla sex is for wimps," You muttered, genuinely distracted by the blue silicon dildo hanging over the top of your vagina, totally unphased by the image of you having a fake dick. "Stop acting like you're not liking every minute of this, Thomas. I can see your dick getting hard and I'm not even touching you yet,"

"Is it, really? That didn't stop you from moaning hard the other night--Ugh, fuck.." Tj couldn't help but shut his mouth and bit his lips when he felt you spreading his cheeks apart. His eyes instantly closed shut when he felt you dropping a lot of lube on his muscled hole, the cold liquid giving him a satisfying shiver. He tried prying his eyes open, giving you a short glimpse and seeing you concentrated and focused on massaging his hole with your middle finger, spreading the lubricant before inserting your finger inch by inch.

"Wow, that shut you up." You muttered as your finger was slowly pumping in and out of his ass. "I was about to back out because this silicon dick is distracting me and I look hilarious with it, but seeing you submit to me is actually pretty hot, Teej."

You added another finger, stretching him up before you get to the good part. Tj couldn't help but choke in his own moans, it was so damn hot. "Feels good, baby boy?"

Tj uttered a frustrated groan, and he nodded before fisting his own hand on top of the mattress. When you realize that he was finally prepped up..well, a little bit prepped up. You grabbed the goods, adding some more lube on your strap on. "Damn it," You muttered, feeling all hot and bothered from everything that's happening. "You owe me another orgasm," Tj set his lips in a straight line, the silence from him was worrying you but you knew he was stopping himself from just moaning out loud. His brows furrowed while he waits for the pleasurable moment as he grips on the sheets.

"On second thought," You teased his entrance with the bulbous head. His cock was harder than a rock, it was standing tall and proud beneath him. "I'm riding your face instead, deal?" Tj let his mouth fall, his eyes slowly fluttering closed as he could feel you filling him up inch by inch. He let out a sigh as you go deeper and deeper inside. It felt too good.

"Do I get myself a deal?" Your hips stopped till you reached the brink, still letting him get used the feeling . Tj was breathing deep and hard, and you weren't even starting yet. The whole thing was arousing you, it was totally making you wet. Yet, tonight was about Tj, the gift was about making Tj feel good and better because he deserves it. Your Tj deserves everything in the world, and you were about to give it to him.

You lightly trailed your fingers on Tj's back, taking your sweet time as you teased, "Will you let me ride your pretty, sweet face, baby boy?" Tj choked up on his own saliva, his focus completely on the fact that he was filled and utterly loved. "I-I'll let you fuck my face, mistress..Ask me anything and I'll give you everything you want..just...ugh, Oh God, yes.." He deeply moaned, slightly trying to move his naughty hips to relieve himself and you gave his ass a light slap in which he took it better than you expected. You didn't want to hurt him, he was your precious little boy after all. He froze and tried his best not to move. "Y/N, Just fuck me already," Your baby boy groaned in the back of his throat in a frustrated manner, changing from submissive to a dominant, eager man. You couldn't help but slightly laugh from your impatient boyfriend.

"Such a good boy for me," You gave his back upper spine a light kiss before experimentally rocking your hips. This was all new to you, everything you have never experienced. Tj's breath hitched at the back of his throat when you've began to set a pace, adding more speed to your thrusts. Were you even doing everything right?

"A-Am I doing it right, Tj?" Your voice changed into the weaker side, grabbing onto his perfect bicep, never forgetting to give it a sweet caress to check how he was doing and he only quivered when you hit a spot. "Does it make you feel good?" Only Tj did was nod sharply, clawing at your wrinkled white sheets. "Y-You're doing great, Y/N! S-so great! A-Ahh, Y-Yes!" He choked up before uttering a loud moan that sounded so divine when your hips kept up a faster pace, colliding with his hips as you reached to the brink in delicious repetition.

Tj was already in heaven.

It felt more like heaven when you decided to reach his hardened cock beneath him, tightly stroking his aching cock with your fist, spreading his pre-cum all over his swollen, pinkish head while pushing in and out of him with no difficulty. The sounds coming from the both of you was heavenly, slick sounds that was making you wetter, keeping the both of you wet and never intending to stop.

You slowly pulled out till the tip before pushing back in with the same pace, it made Tj groan, making his thighs shake while you began to pick up the pace again, your breath coming out of you with huge puffs.

"I can tell your balls are beginning to tighten," You muttered when his cock twitched in your hand, quickly sneaking to grab and play his balls. Tj desperately wanted to come undone , and he was a man with a plan, he began to push his hips back to meet with yours, and every thrust from you was ten times better because it was a lot deeper, hitting that special spot inside that made his cock twitch again. "You coming now, babe?"

"C-Coming! I'm c-coming!" His voice turned a lot higher than he expected to, you nodded to yourself and grabbed onto his hips, your other hand twisting the base of his dick with your wrist and he could feel the knot coming, Tj could feel his abdomen tightening, the muscled hole even squeezing the dildo up inside of him. "Yes! yes! yes!"

With just one last push, he came undone. His lips totally ajar, breath coming out of his mouth harshly, breathing out balls of air as sweat formed all around your bodies, your faces turning a lot more reddish from all the physical activities that happened tonight. Tj spurted out his load on your sheets, staining your newly changed bed sheet.

You leaned back down to reach for his face, your hand gripping his clammy jaw, mindlessly telling him you needed a kiss after that exhausting activity. He wholly gave you his face, his soul felt like it was given another set of life. If you wanted kisses, then he'll give you more than that. After all what you did to him? you deserved more than just kisses. However, your frame couldn't even reach his face and it made you groan out a curse. "I can't fucking reach to kiss you," you muttered, sighing before slowly pulling the strap out of him.

He was quick to fall flat on your bed, entirely exhausted from your very eventful day. You were quickly cleaning everything off, putting it back to where it belonged. Your knees feeling jello and weak from the sex but you were lucky you could still stand. "You just basically laid on your cum, Thomas. Gross." You joked as you stood beside him, keeping the strap on inside your bed side table, checking if he was still alive and breathing.

Tj was sprawled naked and sweaty on the bed and gave zero fucks. Your eyebrows began to knot together, prompting your knee on his side of the bed as you worriedly check his stilled body. "Tj?"

You shrieked when he suddenly grabbed you by the hips, tackling you down on the mattress, your messy, sex hair all over your face and you couldn't help but giggle out loud despite that you were clearly worn out. "TJ!"

"It's not like you don't swallow every bit of it when you do," He chuckled, having no energy to hover above you as he used his elbow to stare at your face in delight. Tj was smiling, only smiling and you could see how his gorgeous Cerulean eyes was shining beneath the moonlight, there was finally the shine that his family wanted to see from him. The light in his eyes when he was still a little boy in the white house and you were lucky to have the privilege to see it all the time he stares at you.

"W-what?" You stuttered, downright flushing from how he was staring at your face. Tj grabbed your face and leaned down to lock his lips with yours, even locking your hearts together and as one. You lightly kissed him back, pouring all your love for each other before stopping to take a breather.

Tj leaned his forehead with yours, his breath hitting your swollen lips. "I love you very much, it's surprising me how I learned to love you. Here I thought I was fully gay," He chuckled deeply, his voice knocking his sweaty chest. "Then you came along and molded me into becoming someone better, a much happier and contented version of myself,"

"I love you more than you do, Teej. I'm lucky to have you all to myself, call me selfish but..You're mine,"

"I'm yours, Y/N. All yours. Not any man could get me away from you," Tj whispered, a hot lopsided smile lifting his lip up which made you raise a brow. "Unless, if he's hot and has a big dick then.." He dragged, his mischievous smile turning wider when he saw how your face fall from his previous sentence.

"Choose, Teej. A big dick or this pussy?" You raised a sassy brow, gesturing down below and groaned playfully, laughter erupting inside the whole room. "That isn't fucking fair! I'm choosing both!" He whimpered and joked. "I'm kidding. I could always take up that neon blue silicon dick even though, you looked entertaining wearing that strap-on,"

"Well, You're doomed anyways." You fake a sigh, lightly tapping his cheek with your palm, giving him another sweet peck on the lips.

Tj's brows cinched together, pure confusion written in his eyes. "Why?"

"I've got blackmail, you got no other choice than to be with me forever," You slowly sat on the bed, taking a glimpse on your white vanity dresser, where a phone has been standing there all night long. "I caught everything on record," Your heart raced, completely thrilled at the fact that you were recording the whole thing in your phone. "Porn tape, check. It was part of my wish list, don't judge me Teej."

Tj uttered a quiet hum, his sneaky, naughty hand travelling towards your breasts, his fingers flicking with the nipple while he mindlessly thought out loud, completely enthralled by your boobs. "Okay, I won't." His face moved to kiss the tops of your breasts, and you couldn't help but lick your lips as you watch him start his spell on you.

"But, you gotta let me watch it first," He pressed open mouthed kisses on your breasts, his tongue slowly licking that path between your mounds and he lifted his naughty, mischievous messy head of his.

"Or maybe another video would be great?"

WHOO! WAS IT HOT IN HERE OR WHAT? You know you love me and my imagination!

XOXO, 

TATA

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[nekoazumie]

I dont want anybody to be pissed at me for this but I keep getting yelled at for looking like a cis straight girl. Which at this point I'm actually trying to figure out wtf I am and I have literally been going through fucking breakdowns over this cuz I dont feel like im.in the right body alot of days and other days I'm like "oh yeah that's me bichhhh" and only post pictures of me when I'm having a that's me bich day cuz like I said other days I dont even look like "me"

When I was in 7th grade I was dead set that I shoulda been a boy then I thought about it more and was like well no that doesn't fit exactly right either fuck it I'm gonna ignore this and be what I was assigned at birth fuck it

Welp it's been 8 years and I'm finally at the point where I'm able to kinda openly talk about it and be like ya know I really dont know and idk how long its gonna be until ik...

Also another thing I repost alot of adult things made for adults (mostly just posts saying ppl should be allowed to do what they want with their bodies) and I have gotten so much fucking hate about it. It is really just at this point of oh my god. Please stop being mad at me for having an opinion that differs from yours. You are entitled to your own opinion and that is fine in return I am also entitled to my own.

And another one is the wonderful adult content is for adult. By me reblogging that I do not mean the adult content of CHILDREN (i.e. lollies, underage characters [whether that be animated or live action], ect.) I DO FUCKING NOT SUPPORT ANY SEXUALIZATION OF A MINIOR OR ANY ADULT CONTENT CREATED THAT PUTS A MINOIR IN DISGUSTING INAPPROPRIATE SITUATIONS I DO NOT CONDONE IT I WILL REPORT IT OVER AND OVER AND WELL THEN BLOCK THE PERSON UNDERSTOOD I DO FUCKING NOT STAND FOR THAT SHIT. I do however accept ADULT CONTENT MADE FOR ADULTS THAT FEATURES CONSENTING ADULTS. YET AGAIN I WILL REPEAT ADULTS FOR ADULTS NOT CHILDREN FOR ADULTS

Anyway I am really bad with words and I just am also so fucking worn out from the constant ppl being pissed at me cuz omg you're 'CIS' AND BI SO LIKE WHAT YOURE BASICALLY STRAIGHT!?!??! REEEEEEEE

AND YOU SUPPORT THAT!?!? DO YOU KNOW HOW BAD THAT IS BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH

Or my absolute fucking favorite *sarcasm* *major sarcasm* YOU ARE GROSS FOR SUPPORTING ADULT CONTENT

#rant #personal #but also like #i had to get this out there #i honestly feel like im gonna throw up #ive been putting up with this for too fucking long #im sorry yall #long post

[stillebesat]

A Sweet Discovery

Sanders Sides: Logan, Virgil  Blurb: It’s 2 a.m. and Tiny!Logan is on the prowl for sweets. (Takes place soon after My Negative Thinking.) Fic Type: So much Fluff. Tiny!Sides Inspiration: Woke up at 2 a.m. with the thought: “You know those moments when you wake up out of a deep sleep and you’re only half coherent before falling back to sleep? What if Logan (Logic) becomes small during those times?”  Overall Fic Warnings: Tickling Tags: @loverofpizzaandallthingssweet @not-so-innocent-bi-sander @aikogumi @lizziepopanime @midnightcandy @sidewritings @ilovereadingandilovebreathing

Logan’s eyes shot open as he bolted upright in bed the hood of his white unicorn onesie slipping forward to cover his eyes. “Sugar.” He stated eagerly, pushing the hood back so he could see the clock. 2 am.

Logan grinned. Perfect! It was time to go treating!! He’d easily get sugar that way. Treating always brought all the candies! He threw the covers off of his legs, slipping over the side of his suddenly too tall bed. He giggled as he landed on his bottom, once more pushing the hood out of his eyes. So tall. But he got off all by himself! Ha!

He grabbed his pillow from his bed, pulling off the case. “Bag.” He grinned, gripping it close to his face. He would be able to put an ocean worth of sugar in this. It would be so many!

Eagerly Logan headed for the door, standing on tiptoes to reach the handle. “Tweet Sweets Tweet Sweets” He sang. “Mmph” his fingers slipped on the handle. “Candy you whisssssssssstle and whiissssstles you mmph ah!” He managed to pull the door open. “Eat!” He bounded into the hallway, bag clutched in one tiny fist, eagerly looking to the other’s doors as he pulled the unicorn’s hood further over his eyes. No one would recognize him now! He was a unicorn. And unicorns needed all the sweets! “Treeeating Tiiime!” He called out, happily turning to the other’s doors. They would haves the sugars and he’d eat the sweets and all the happies would be his!

Only. Logan pouted as he came to Roey’s door. There was no light streaming under there. No light meant no candies. He knew that from past treating experiences. Stomping his foot, he turned. Fine. No Roey candies, he’d get Dad candies!! He skipped down the hallway to PatPat’s doorway, excited grin fading as he as a dark line once more confronted him when he looked at the bottom of the door.

“Nooooo,” He whined, bottom lip trembling. No treaties?! HE WASN’T GETTING TREATIES?! But Sugar! Why were PatPat and Roey not waked up for him? They were always waked up for him! That was rules. They were breaking rules!

His shoulders slumped. “Treaties,” he mourned, eyes blurring as he turned away. He sniffled, brushing his arm across his nose as he despondently looked around, hiccupping. Candies. Sweeties. He wanted the suga---He gasped, going on tiptoes. There! At the end of the hallway. There was a light on! There’d never been a light on there before!! Logan darted as quickly as his short legs could take him to the shadowed doorway.

He skidded to a stop, a grin breaking out on his face as he confirmed the yellow line underneath the door. LIGHT!!  He’d get treaties! Anxie would give him treaties!

Brushing the wetness from his eyes, Logan adjusted the hood over his face, putting on his widest smile as he stepped forward and knocked firmly three times before stepping back, his pillow case held open wide.

He had to make a good impression. Anxie had never given treaties before. But maybe because he and Anxie had made nice in the last video they were all good and sophisti...soffest...on nicer words so that meant he would get more candies!

It took fiveever too long before he heard Anxie fumbling with the locks on the other side of the door. Logan bounced in place, his heart thumping up and down happily in his chest. Yes. yes. Candies. Candies. Candies. “TREATS OR TREATIES!” He called out eagerly as the door cracked open. He held up his pillowcase to make it easier for Anxie to pour candies in.

Only, no sugars came pouring into his bag. Logan lowered it slightly tilting his head in confusion as the door remained cracked open. “Anxie?” he asked. “Treats or Treaties?” He reached out tapping on the door. Maybe he needed to do more knocks. “Hi? Treaties?”

The door finally opened wider to allow Anxiety to slip out of his room, his black hoodie thrown over a grey purple shirt and grey sweatpants and looking far more awake than PatPat or Roey ever had. “Logic?”

Logan giggled with sudden understanding. Oh! Anxie hadn’t recognized him! He pushed back the hood of his unicorn onesie grinning up at the anxious side. “Yes! S’prise! Hi!”

Anxie’s eyebrows raised higher to hide behind his bangs. He crouched down to get on Logan’s eye level. “What are you...why? You’re...uhmmm.” he scratched the back of his neck. “Small?”

Logan nodded eagerly. “Yah! Happens Mmtimes! When do, I gets treaties! All the sugar!” He held out the bag for emphasis. “Treats or Treaties!”

“It...happens? This has happened before?” Anxiety’s gaze flickered down the hallway and back to Logan. “Do the others know?”

Again Logan nodded, frowning a bit impatiently. “Yah. I gets sweets all the times from them! But not now. All dark.” He gestured empathetically to the other’s doorways. “No treats when dark. But you here! You have light on! So YAY Treats!” He shook the bag at Anxiety. Didn’t he know this? “Rules, Anxie! Light on! I gets sugars!”

Anxiety made no move to give him candy though. He just crouched there staring at him.

It wasn’t so hard! Why wasn’t he grabbing candie--Oh. Manners. Logan widened his eyes before offering a shy smile that often had PatPat cooing at him. “Pwease?” He asked, doing his best to look like he deserved all the candies in the ocean. “Sweets?”

Anxie finally moved, biting the bottom of his lip as he looked away, his shoulders slumping. “I...I don’t have any candy, Logic...I’m sorry.”

Logan blinked at him. No candies? But that wasn’t right. “So sugars then.” He said offering a smile. It wasn’t always candies, sometimes it was other sweets like cookies or cakes.

Anxie flinched. “I don’t have any.”

He lowered his bag slowly. “Cookies? Sugar? Candy Canes? Brown Sugar? Lollis? Cakes….Ice Cream?” Each item he listed was met with a tiny shake of the head from Anxiety.

“I’m sorry...I don’t.” Anxie’s breath hitched, the side not meeting Logan’s eyes. “I didn’t know. I don’t eat sweets much, Logic. I don’t take them from the kitchen often...those are noticed if they go missing.”

Logan’s eyes blurred and he sniffled, hugging himself. Anxie didn’t have sweets. None for Anxie even more none for Logan. “But. But… no sweeties?” He asked plaintively, reaching out to place a hand on Anxie’s knee, patting it. “You needs sugars though! It’s parts of the triangle. SWEETS! Very tipeytop! You haves some! I know it!”

Anxie leaned back, pulling his knee from under Logan’s hand. “I don’t--” he grimaced shaking his head. “Logic. I get sugars from jelly. You guys don’t like it. So...so I have it. It’s not missed.”

Logan gaped at him, hand dropping to his side. “Jelly.” He repeated incredulously. EWWWWW  “But we don’t like it!” That was a simple fact of life. Jelly was bad. Honey was what went with Peanut Butter instead of the smashed fruit pastes.  “Why you eat it if not GOOD! That’s sad. Don’t make yourself sad eating jelly, Anxie! You already sad lots!” Probably because he was eating Jelly. 

“It’s not that bad, Logic.” Anxie retorted, standing. “Maybe you should try some again. I found...I found a good brand. Crofters.”  

Logan placed his hands on his hips. Anxie was weird. “Fawsehood!” He proclaimed. “All Jellies not good! All Jams Ewwww!”

Anxiety rubbed the back of his neck exhaling. “Of course you don’t believe me.” He muttered. “Why did I even think you would? Even after...”

Logan tilted his head. “After?” he repeated, frowning in turn. Anxie wasn’t making sense.

Anxiety shook his head, not looking at Logan. “Sorry, Logic.” He said stiffly, stepping back into his room. “The Villain doesn’t give out sweets. Try the others again.” He slammed the door shut.

“Hey!” Logan stumbled back, to avoid his nose getting bonked by the door, dropping his pillow case in the process. “Wait!” He raised a hand to knock, but froze as Anxie’s light clicked off. His bottom lip trembled. “Anxie?” he whispered, at a loss. The others never turned out their lights until they’d given him sweets! But Anxie had. That wasn’t right. This wasn’t right.  

He bit his lip, lowering his hand. But Anxie had said he didn’t have sweets. Just the… Logan shuddered. Jelly. And he’d told him that Jelly was bad. And Anxiety had shut the door...Logan tsked. He didn’t understand it. Did Anxie actually like jelly? Was this a feelings thing?

Had he hurt Anxie’s feelings by saying Jelly was bad? Did Anxie take that to mean he was bad? But he wasn’t! Anxie just was...Anxie.

Logan let out a loud sigh, raising his arms above his head. “Cognameisess Destorshuns.” he turned away from the door. Hadn’t they already talked about this?!

He stomped down the hallway, glancing at the others rooms as he passed them to make sure they were still dark. Still no sweets from them.

Descending the stairs, Logan grabbed a chair from the table and dragged it, with some effort, into the kitchen. “Jelly. Jelly. Not nice for my belly.” Logan muttered pulling open the fridge door and using the chair to kept it from closing before he climbed on top so that he could reach the very back of the top shelf.

Logan wrinkled his nose as he pulled out the jar of red goo, double checking that it had a large C on the label before he placed it carefully on the chair. He hoped this was the Crofters Anxie meant. Unless it began with a K? Both letters made the ka sound. But he hadn’t seen any K’s on any of the other jars.

It took only a little more effort to grab two spoons from the drawer before Logan was stomping his way back up the stairs, jar held out as far away from him as possible, to Anxiety’s room.

Cradling the jar awkwardly in one arm, Logan raised his free hand and knocked once more on Anxie’s door. If jelly made Anxie happy then Logan would ensure that Anxie got his jelly. Sweets always made him feel better and Anxie was sad so he needed his own sweets.

Logan huffed as the door remained closed. “Anxie!” He called out, knocking without stopping. “You not sleeping! I know! You pretending. Anxie!” He increased the tempo. “Come out. Come out! Come--” Logic yelped, stumbling backwards as the door was forcefully thrown open, only barely managing to keep the jelly from crashing to the floor.

“WHAT!” Anxiety demanded, glaring down at Logan. “I don’t have any candy, Logic. Go away.”

Logan stuck out his tongue, recovering his balance quickly. “I have Jelly, grumpyface.” He stated, holding it out, quietly pleased to see Anxiety go still. Had he surprised him? Good. “I be nice and try some with you. So you be happy. And if I don’t like it, which I won’t! You will be nice and make me sweets, so I be happy. Kay?”

Anxiety stared at Logan, his expression unreadable as he lowered himself into a crouch searching Logan’s eyes.

Logan raised an eyebrow, not breaking eye contact. “Kay?” He repeated tilting the jelly back and forth in front of Anxiety’s face.

“I don’t know how to make sweets.” He said slowly. “I can’t uphold my end.”

“Then you up hold me and we grab sugar cubes!” Logan stated, unwilling to let Anxie back out of this. “They hide behind the doors above the fridge. Kay? Easy.”

Anxiety made a face. “You really want sweets that badly?”

Logan stomped his foot. “YES! Now OPEN. So I can TRY and then WE EAT SUGAR CUBES!” How hard was this to understand?  

The corner of his mouth lifted. “Alright, alright.”  Anxiety said, shifting from his crouch to sit cross-legged on the floor. He held out a hand.  “Let me see that.”  

Logan grinned. “Yay!” Eagerly he held out the jar to Anxiety, barely waiting for him to get a hold of it before he let go and plopped himself onto the ground in front of Anxie. He leaned forward watching him intently as Anxiety twisted the lid off. Soon he’d finally get his sugar! Logan held out the spoon. “You first.”

“Alright.” Anxiety took the spoon without hesitation and dug it into the jelly scooping out a heaping spoonful and stuck it in his mouth. His eyes closed for the briefest of seconds as he swallowed, a soft smile breaking out on his face. “Mmm” He opened his eyes and slowly licked his lips, “Your turn.”

Logan stared, dumbfounded. “You like it.” He hadn't thought it could be true, but Anxie did. He'd smiled!! You only smiled if you liked things.

He shrugged and licked the spoon. “I told you it's a good brand.”

“But, it's Jelly! How?” He shook his head. “It's gross.”

“You haven't tried this one yet, Lo. You can't claim it's gross without trying it.” Anxiety placed another spoonful of jelly in his mouth, smirking as Logan gagged. “You want sugar cubes right?”

Logan pouted, gripping the spoon tightly in his little fist. “Yes.” he said in a small voice, hunching his shoulders. He wanted sugar, but he’d been hoping Anxiety wouldn’t actually like the jelly and just go grab him the sugar cubes.

Anxiety gestured to the jar. “Then try some.”

“But you took a HUGE amount!”

“Cus I like it, Lo. You can just take a tiny bit. I won’t judge.”

Logan bit his bottom lip. “Promise?”

Anxiety nodded. “Yep. I promise.” He pulled the spoon out of the jar, sticking a third globful of the red goo into his mouth.

Logan took a deep breath, steeling himself for nastiness as he delicately slid his spoon into the jelly, taking out a very slim scoopful of the red stuff.

“Huh.”

Logan froze, jerking his head up. “What?” Had he scooped out the jelly wrong?!

Anxiety let out a soft laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. “I didn’t think you’d take so much.”

“So much?” Logan blinked down at the thin layer on his spoon. “You had so much! I have very little.”

“You could have done less.”

“But then I couldn’t taste it.”

“I thought you didn’t want to taste it.”

“I don’t!”

“So why take so much?”

Logan pouted. “Cus you had so much mucher more!!” He shivered looking at the spoon. He didn’t want to try this but he had made a deal with Anxie. “And if I have more of this, I get more sugar cubes. Yes?” He looked up to him for confirmation.

Anxiety grinned, actually showing his teeth this time. Why didn’t Anxie smile like that more?  “Sure, Lo. I’ll give you the whole box.”  

Logan leaned forward, heart thumping in his chest. “REALLY!?” He practically squealed.

“Mhmm.” Anxiety nodded, his eyes sparkling. “If you eat your spoonful there, one whole box just for you.”

One whole box! Logan lifted the spoon. He could do this for that. He could! He opened his mouth and shoved the spoon inside. The sooner he did this the sooner he could go for the--his eyes widened as flavor exploded on his tongue. “Oh.” He gasped, pulling the spoon out of his mouth to get rid of the metallic tang so he could focus on what he was tasting. It was just like strawberries! But sweeter. Yet not so sickly sweet that he couldn’t taste the tartness that strawberries carried. And the texture wasn’t so bad. It was smoother than he’d imagined it being, less thick like honey, but with so much more taste! He swallowed, thoughtfully licking his lips.

“Well?”

Logan looked up to Anxiety’s worried face and grinned. “Can I have more?” He asked, eagerly digging his spoon into the jar to get a heaping spoonful, like Anxie, without waiting for a response. He shoved it in his mouth and closed his eyes in delight, wiggling in place. It was even better with the whole glob in his mouth! Why hadn’t he had Jelly before!?

“You like it? Seriously?”

Logan opened his eyes and giggled at Anxiety’s shocked expression. “Yes! Sooo tasty and just the right sweet!” He dug out another spoonful of the jelly.

“Soo….are you still wanting those sugar cubes too?” He asked, uncertainly, spoon held loosely in his hand.

Logan shook his head, grinning through a mouthful of jelly. “You help me eat this? Or I eat it all?” He asked deliberately putting his spoon in the jar a fourth time.

Anxiety smirked, his tense shoulders relaxing. “Oh, I’m not letting you hog it all, Lo.”

Logan’s eyes lit up. He jerked jar out from under Anxiety’s spoon, giggling as he shoved his own spoon in a fifth time. “Mine now! All mine!” He teased.

“Wanna bet?” Anxie lunged forward.

He squealed, jerking the jar to his chest. “Mine! Mine. Mine!” He singsonged, scooting backwards.

Anxiety laughed, and grabbed Logan’s foot pulling him back to him with ease. “I don’t think so!” His fingers brushed against Logan’s sides and Logan squealed again.

“No TICKLES!!” he cried out, giggling uncontrollably, wiggling under Anxie’s fingers. “No tickles!”

“Share the jar.”

“No!”

“Share.”

“NO! Mine. Mine. Mine. all the jelly is mine!!”

“Come on, you didn’t like Jelly two minutes ago.” Anxie teased, easing up slightly on the tickling.

Logan kept a tight grip on the jar. “And now I do so I has lots of catching up to do!”

Anxie pulled Logan into his lap. “What if.” He said crossing his arms over Logan to prevent him from wiggling free. “We share this jar, and I show you where more are when we finish this one?”

His eyes felt like they’d grown to the size of dinner plates. “THERE’S MORE?” Where could there be more? He’d looked in the fridge and only found one!  

“Mhmmm. But I’m only showing you if you share this one with me.”

Logan chewed his bottom lip. “How many more?” He asked leaning back against Anxie’s chest so he could look up at him.

“Alot.”

“Eleventy-two?”

Anxiety snorted. “A fair few more than that, Lo” He said tapping Logan’s nose.

Logan was pretty sure his eyes were now the size of saucers now. Flying saucers. “So many.” He breathed.

“Yeah. So many.” Anxie said smiling wide once more.

Logan wiggled happily. “Okay!” He held up the jar. “We share! Next jar though all mine!” He said grabbing his spoon once more and only waited for Anxiety to pick up his own spoon before he dug into the jar. “Hurry! Or I eats it all.”

“I’m hurrying, I’m hurrying.” Anxiety snaked his own spoon into the jar, pulling it out in a flash somehow topped with twice more jelly than Logan had ever thought possible to put on a spoon.

Logan gasped. “You hogging it!” He grinned though. With the knowledge of more in the future he didn’t mind so much. He snuggled up against Anxiety’s, putting another spoonful in his mouth. “Thanks, Anxie. Very good sweet.”

Anxie’s heartbeat stuttered. “Glad I could give you something.” He said, awkwardly around a mouthful of jelly.

Logan looked up into Anxiety’s face, his own smile softening seeing the other side so happy.  “You gave me lots of sweets tonight.” He put his hands on the jar and smirked when Anxiety looked down. “But Imma eat this sweet SO FAST!” He exclaimed, lifting the jar up to his mouth and chugging the contents before Anxie could blink.

The look on his face was definitely worth the upset tummy. 

#stillebesat #A Sweet Discovery #Sanders Sides #Logan #Logic #Virgil #Anxiety #Tiny!Sides #Tiny!Logan #all the sweets #so much sugar #I stayed up all night writing this #sooo hyped up without the sugars #Happy New Year!! #fanfic #Tickle tw #Tickling tw #Tickle Fight tw

[viralhottopics]

29 People Describe What Sex With A Trans Person Feels Like

Found on AskReddit.

1. It’s basically like being with a cis dude with a very small dick.

My ex is a pre-bottom surgery trans man.

As the top commenter said, it’s basically like being with a cis dude with a very small dick. He has been on hormones for 8 years so his growth down there was pretty developed. We were able to have penetrative sex (I’m a woman, btw). Also he was pretty skilled in the whole sexual department, and I put that down to him being a woman before so he knew how to work female genitalia in a way that a cis man couldn’t.

Apart from the physical side, the emotional side can be pretty intense. A lot of pre-surgery trans people have issues around dysphoria during sex, and this stopped sex dead in its tracks a few times for us. He did not like being penetrated at all, which I didn’t realize at first because he was too shy to tell me. That was a bit awkward, and it made me feel like shit afterward.

Overall, even though he had female genitals, it was pretty much just like being with a cis guy physically. 10/10, would sleep with a trans dude again.

2. It is different because of different hardware, but still quite enjoyable.

I am in a relationship with a pre-op MtF girl. It is different because of different hardware, but still quite enjoyable. She cums from anal quite a bit, and I enjoy it as well. Mechanically, it would be very much like regular anal, but the emotional component and feelings behind it all is like any other relationship.

3. She was incredibly tight and we needed a lot of lube. But it was pretty great.

I was FWB with a woman who I actually started hooking up with pre-trans I guess? She had a penis when we met and we did everything anally for a few months. She finally got herself fixed and she was the happiest I’ve ever seen someone be in my whole life, it was a pretty nice experience. She took a few months (maybe close to a year) to recover. When we went to hook up again, she just had a vagina. It looked pretty normal, pretty cute. She was incredibly tight and we needed a lot of lube. But it was pretty great.

Honestly, it felt nice to look HR in the eyes while we fucked, not being able to do that totally removed a lot of the connection for me.

4. I have never been with a woman with such vaginal strength.

I’ve been seeing a guy (FTM) for over a year now. I am a bi guy(CIS).

He very much looks and smells like a guy. Very muscular as well.

So sex-wise for me, everything has been better. I have never been with a woman with such vaginal strength. Would be scary if it wasn’t such an awesome feeling. His natural lube does seem to be different. The same, but with a little more stickiness, then the few women I’ve had un-condomed sex with. Not that I’ve had enough to know how they all are.

I like to think the sex has been great because we are clicking well, not because of our genders. Kissing has been the biggest deal. I just love holding him and kissing him.

5. The lack of penis didn’t bother me, but the presence of a vagina was a bit startling.

It threw me off a bit, the lack of penis didn’t bother me, but the presence of a vagina was a bit startling. It was hard to get the sheer presence of it out of my mind for some reason. Super-hot and nice guy though. I definitely enjoyed myself, it was just a bit disarming, but not much was actually different (we mostly did anal, but I herp derped up in his snatch for a bit and it felt pretty good, but I was unaccustomed to the angles of view that vaginal sex leads to, it was novel and a bit strange).

6. The only issue was, she had pubic hair growing inside of her vagina.

Yes, I am a bi guy. I hooked up with a MtF, I just liked her style. She had had a lot of surgery, including a neo vagina. I wanted to try it. I’ll call her Molly, cuz that’s what she liked to do. I met her at a fetish club. She was hot, and she didn’t pass. There’s something that turns me on about non-passing MtF’s, it’s hard to explain. But the point is: I didnt expect her to pass, and she wasn’t trying to fool me. The neo-vagina didn’t pass either, but it sure did feel good. I would be down to do it again, if Molly hadn’t been so into drug culture, I would have. The only issue was, she had pubic hair growing inside of her vagina. Thick, coarse ones. I asked her about it, and it has something to do with the neo-vagina being constructed from testicle skin. There are pictures of this online. Anyway, I could feel the hair through the condom even, and I was worried about these vaginal pubic hairs causing condom breakage. And diseases, Molly was a lolly but she got around.

7. It was tight, it was soft, it was warm, it was very wet (because we used lube!), and it was sex with someone I was already mentally in love with.

I had a year+ relationship with a MtF post-op. We went from chatting at a bar, to playing (at a BDSM club), to fucking, in about a month and a half. Not entirely out of the norm I’d guess.

She said she’d started on hormones pretty late but also had a very delayed puberty so that sort of evened out, and then went to Thailand at 29. We met about 4 years after she had surgery. All that to say that she had slim hips, a slim bone structure, pretty much nothing pointed to born male appears female. Her vagina looked like a vagina. There’s enough variety in the world that I didn’t inspect it vigorously to determine how it came about. She had some small breasts that weren’t implants. Basically, I didn’t know.

Sex was great. We needed lube, but the only uncommon thing about that for me in many cases is that we needed it right at the start instead of first sometime in the middle. It was tight, it was soft, it was warm, it was very wet (because we used lube!), and it was sex with someone I was already mentally in love with. Also breasts. And my hand around her throat. A good time.

She told me she was trans, in a public place, a little while later. She was worried about what sort of reaction I might have to learning that. The whole you tricked me into fucking a dude now I’m going to kill you thing. But I just didn’t care. This is actually something I’ve thought about a lot since, and I wish she had told me ahead of time. I understand why she didn’t but it’s still something she kept me from having informed consent about. Since I didn’t care to begin with I haven’t stayed too worried about it.

Our relationship went really strongly for a bit over a year and we ended up breaking up over personality meshing issues. A regular old breakup. But even by the end the sex was still great.

8. The surgical scar from the vulva up was a distraction, as was the unusual hip-to-waist ratio.

The first minute was good, after that it was uncomfortable.

I’m a guy. This was at a sex club. I walked in on her (male-to-female) sitting on a bed with a younger guy who clearly couldn’t perform for whatever reason. So she was horny, I was horny, and we got it on immediately.

The room was dark, and she had kind of a strong chin, but I didn’t really think about it. She was on top, and held my arms down. I thought, Man, she’s strong. And not merely strong for a woman (of her size.)

But the vagina felt great. Naturally lubricated, better than those of some natural women I’ve been inside. However, the surgical scar from the vulva up was a distraction, as was the unusual hip-to-waist ratio.

My experience is probably unusual in that I had sex with her while getting acquainted. I don’t know whether the onus was on her to tell me she used to be a dude, or on me to notice it before plunging in. Either way, it wasn’t awful. I might repeat if I knew what to expect going in.

9. His fluids taste like cum and his parts all have a man’s smell and they’re all covered in hair.

My partner and I are both trans. I’m MtF and he’s FtM.

Most of it is about as different as sex is with any other partner. Everyone has their likes and dislikes, and you kind of fumble your way around to figuring out what works, and then do some more of that. He’s obsessed with my breasts and mauls them at every opportunity, when he nuzzles my neck or kisses me his beard scratches me up. He smells like a man, I smell like a woman. My skin is soft and his is hairy.

There’s lots of kissing and groping and laughing and talking and dreaming, and then our pants come off.

His dick is about the size of a pinky finger from the second knuckle. I can give him head just like any other guy, and he love it. His fluids taste like cum and his parts all have a man’s smell and they’re all covered in hair.

I still have a functioning strapless that gets joyfully ignored. It no longer produces emissions and I have multiple orgasms. I particularly enjoy having things put in my inguinal canal. It’s called muffing, and it feels really nice. It hits all of the important nerves and has enough space to fit a thumb. If you have testicles and aren’t on HRT, your testicles might get in the way.

Remember my guy’s size? Yup. It fits. Perfectly.

So yeah, it’s pretty normal, just a little different, and the pillow talk is way more interesting.

10. We both went from being horny and wanting something inside of us to wanting to grind on things instead.

My partner and I are both trans, and both Female to Male. Neither of us have bottom surgery-but that is more due to the lack of good surgeons/surgeries in my area than a lack of desire for it.

Hormones still do a lot to the clitoris. I think the thing that surprised us both was how quickly our clits grew. My partner’s does not stay tucked up in the skin anymore, and it freely hangs down a bit. I can actually give them head-like giving a blowjob to a very tiny penis.

Other than that, body smells are now a thing. Even after having a shower just that day, the body smells a lot different now than it did before. And everything is very hairy.

We’re both about 8 months into hormones right now, so I’m sure we still have a long way to go as far as changes go.

In comparison to a cis dudethe dick is just much smaller. Also, we both went from being horny and wanting something inside of us to wanting to grind on things instead. Humping makes so much more sense now, and it’s become so much more fun to just grind. Sometimes we prefer that to trying to even bother with penetration.

11. Having sex with a mtf transsexual was like having the best of both worlds: the looks and touch of a female but with a little surprise down below.

I (male) have had sex with a mtf escort. I was in Australia and had always been interested so I decided why not. Besides the fact that she was an escort it was actually a pretty enjoyable experience. Besides having a deeper voice and being a little taller than most females, she did not look any different than any other cis female. As for the sex, besides having a penis, it was surprisingly similar to sex with a cis female. It was actually a great experience because I was allowed to experiment with a few fantasies while still being turned on by her appearances. I don’t consider myself gay and would probably never have sex with a male but having sex with a mtf transsexual was like having the best of both worlds: the looks and touch of a female but with a little surprise down below

12. She has small A-cups and smells like a girl.

Im currently dating a trans woman. Its great. She hasn’t had bottom surgery because from what the doctors have told her there is only a 60% chance she will be able to achieve orgasm if she does. Her testes have withdrawn back up into her body and her penis has gotten smaller. She doesnt ejaculate. So basically she has a large clit and no vagina. There are the usual issues with anal penetration but being bisexual myself I know how to navigate these issues.

She has small A-cups and smells like a girl. She acts like the woman that she is. I really enjoy spending time with her, even out of the bedroom.

13. Her vagina was very much like any other woman’s though the labia were a bit smaller, in her case, and she had a less depth.

My (ex) girlfriend had transitioned six years before I met her, and completed her sexual reassignment surgery (SRS) two years prior. Before surgery the effects of estrogen combined with androgen (male hormone) blockers had transformed her breasts, hips, skin and hair and greatly affected her sex life, as well. Most MtF women eventually lose the function of their penis due to hormone treatments, and for many this is not a problem. Receiving penetrative anal sex became much more pleasurable after hormones for my gf, and she could orgasm that way alone. I am told this is a common side effect, though not every woman experiences hormone treatments the same way.

After SRS, my gf had an extended period of recovery where she slowly regained sexual feeling and the ability to enjoy vaginal sex. She told me it was like a training period where her body reconnected with her new vagina both physically and mentally. From my perspective having sex with her two year after the surgery, her vagina was very much like any other woman’s though the labia were a bit smaller, in her case, and she had a less depth. Genetic women can accommodate babies, after all, and their vaginas are remarkably stretchy.

Her vagina did not lubricate naturally and required plenty of lube for sex, but I am told that new SRS procedures can now use the body’s own secretion-producing tissue to simulate vaginal lubricant during arousal. All in all, she was very pleased and fulfilled that her body was now fully female in form and function and that translated into hot sex. When we were dating, she was coming very close (pun intended) to achieving orgasm from vaginal sex and I was of course eager to help her on that journey.

14. Honestly it was pretty hot.

A friend of mine is FTM and we sort of hooked up at a party. Honestly it was pretty hot. I’m male myself but I’ve never really cared about my partners gender or at least it doesn’t play much into whether or not I’m sexually interested in them. He preferred that I didn’t penetrate him so we just sort of grinded, made out, and rubbed each other off. I’d do it again.

15. Sex seems to work best as a tender, sensual affair with lots of nipple stimulation.

MTF here, plus I have a MTF partner. Neither of us have had surgery, though both of us experience significant dysphoria about our genitals. Money is the most significant hurdle to getting an orchiectomy or vaginoplasty.

Sex is difficult. We both are extra sensitive to each other’s needs; we have sex drives and enjoy the pleasure of the penis being stimulated while simultaneously getting sort of grossed out with our own body. Recently she was stimulating me, and I started crying, so sex stopped and she comforted me in my dysphoria. We talk a LOT about the dysphoria and any frustration we have. Sex seems to work best as a tender, sensual affair with lots of nipple stimulation. My own issues are exacerbated by a lot of guilt over sexuality that comes from growing up as a fundamental Christian.

16. I’m a whore, so the penis didn’t stop me from initiating sex after the first date.

Some background info: I am a cis woman, married to a mtf woman. I had never dated a trans person prior to her. I was a gold star lesbian. When we started dating, I knew she was trans because she stated so in her dating profile. We actually met in the real world but I had seen her profile and remembered her from it. The night we met, after it was obvious we hit it off, she disclosed her pre-op status. As I already knew, I was able to avoid any look of surprise, no matter how momentary. This, I found out, really put her at ease. Much respect to anyone that has something like this to disclose during early dating. It must be terrifying. Anyway, I’m a whore, so the penis didn’t stop me from initiating sex after the first date. I did have to admit I had no idea how to work with a penis, but we are both very open sexually, so we were able to talk through it (and our kinks) in a fluid manner. The sex was great. Standard p in v stuff, oral (both ways), some choking. You know, normal. Though she needed a lot of stimulation to orgasm, and it didn’t always happen. I remember being extremely impressed that first time that she was so accepting of her current situation (no bottom or top surgery, and small breasts from hormones). She ended up getting her SRS (Satterwhite) about two years into our relationship, after we got engaged. The results look good, and she is fully orgasmic. She’s had issues with healing, though, which are mostly from her not doing what she is supposed to do for upkeep. It’s killed our sex life, and has led to a lot of resentment on her end. Some is mental issues I’m battling with, some is my not wanting to deal (during sex) with the occasional blood and malodorous discharge that comes from her not healing a surgical site properly. It’s just not arousing at all. She’s working right now with her OB to properly heal the neo-vagina, so I’m hopeful.

17. Couldn’t tell a difference.

I did in July or so from a OKCupid date/hookup. Four times in about a 24-hour period. I actually didn’t know til after though but I did think it was strange when she asked for lube like right away. I’ve had girls ask for lube before but usually its ones that are older or farther into relationship.

Anyways couldn’t tell a difference. A friend of mine went to high school with her when she still had a dick. She only went part of Freshman year then was home schooled. I thought my friend was bullshitting me but scanned the year book pic and told me to search her name on Topix and people talk about her having the surgery done. She also had very small boobs. Usually the voice is a red flag in videos but hers sounded feminine. She was only 20 so must have had it done early or started hormones early.

I didn’t see her again; she was a bit of a nutcase and clingy. Sex was good though. I already had decided not to meet up with her anymore before I found out about the sex change. I probably would have still hooked up with her if she told me but feel not telling me was uncool so just reaffirmed not talking to her anymore.

18. We have mostly vaginal sex, but it feels more like sleeping with a guy, like with a good bro.

Background: Im a Bi cis-gender male, my partner is a trans man (ftm). I met him over summer this year and he disclosed from the beginning that he was trans. The majority of my sexual experiences have been with female partners. I came out as bi to my family because of him.

We talked through text and phone calls before we met in person and he had told me about himself including sexuality and gender (gay trans man for reference.) The way he described himself I would have guessed his feminine features might be more apparent, and that he may have trouble with being misgendered. To my surprise upon first meeting him, besides the lack of beard, that made him look a little younger than his age, he seemed like any other gay guy. We hit it off after meeting and started dating.

As for sex, since the options for bottom surgery arent that great, he isnt planning on it and has come to terms with that. Before we started dating, I thought I had a high sex drive, but since we started living together I just cant keep up. Weve talked about it a lot and I understand his needs (for the most part) and he understands my libido isnt quite is high as his.

So, with that said, I feel like our sex is far closer to gay sex and is fundamentally different in practice than the sex with all of my previous female partners. Oral sex is easier due to his clit being closer to a small penis, sensations like sucking, nibbling, more and harder pressure tend to be much more pleasurable. Even during vaginal intercourse, it feels much more like topping a guy, hair/stubble rub against me, his low moans are in a stark contrast to the female tone. We have mostly vaginal sex, but it feels more like sleeping with a guy, like with a good bro. There are only subtleties of his previous identity. I dont plan on sharing those because I would rather be the only one who knows. Otherwise he is rather masculine, slightly timid face, normal proportions for his shorter stature, most of the time he wears briefs and binds. So, looking at him on a typical day at school/work most people easily see a male. He has a normal male odor and uses masculine deodorant and wash. He began shaving his genitals at my request, but hes hairy in the rest of the normal places for a guy.

As our relationship is young, we havent ventured into too many unknowns, but plans for the future include pegging because, well, I cant have all the fun. Thats one of the perks of a relationship with a trans person, because conversations about sexuality tend to come up early and more often. Kinks and sexual play feel more comfortable to discuss. This level of communication in my experience has been difficult to work towards in my prior relationships where sexuality wasnt brought up due to the status quo.

19. The clits engorge considerably, and are a ton of fun to play with, closer to a blowjob than cunnilingus.

Bisexual man here, I’ve dated/had sex with two pre-op transmen on T, one who started hormones while we were dating.

The clits engorge considerably, and are a ton of fun to play with, closer to a blowjob than cunnilingus.

Testosterone seems to interfere with vaginal wetness, so lube is important if he’s interested in that, and seemed to make him interested in sex more frequently but for a shorter session.

20. Such a great and unexpected experience, a whole different kind of sexy!

I had an awesome experience with a MtF girl, who had been on hormones for a while but still pre-op. Already had bigger boobs than me but still rather well-endowed downstairs. I am bisexual so am very much into both guys and girls anyway, but it was such a great and unexpected experience, a whole different kind of sexy!

21. If I’m horny she just plays with my dick and if she’s horny I just play with her breasts and her rather bubbly butt.

I have dated a (mtf) girl for about 3 years now. She told me early so I knew ahead of time it would probably end up being different but I went for it. It actually was a lot better than I thought! With the help of lube she was particularly wet and I was able to go in and get my business done. We don’t really even have sex that often. If I’m horny she just plays with my dick and if she’s horny I just play with her breasts and her rather bubbly butt. And yes, she looks like a perfectly normal female.

22. Super tight and small.

Super tight and small. Her size makes deep penetration hard and feels like a vise on my dick. She got it done by one of the best, paid all cash and went with the largest size available. I have had sex with women who are smaller, but over time their body seems to accommodate. Also the limits on the vagina seem to be a hard stop in my partner.

Overall the sex is amazing, even the intercourse, intercourse is a small part of great sex.

I love her and am so glad she is part of my life.

23. The parts down below felt totally normal.

Felt fine. The scar around his chest was interesting, where he had had his breasts reformed, but the parts down below felt totally normal.

24. It was mainly like masturbating but with two people involved.

Trans myself and bisexual, so far had sex with: a cis guy, a trans guy who had not transitioned at all yet, and a post-transition trans guy.

Sex with a pre-everything trans guy meant I was bottoming almost all the time and he didn’t like to be touched much. Not much to say aside from that, in general I quite liked it as we had similar sexual interests and that seems to be the main factor in whether I enjoy sex with someone, aside from emotional connection.

Sex with a post-transition trans guy is quite different, as firstly I can actually touch him and even occasionally top, and secondly his body is quite different. Even if the genitals are the same at the start, hormones significantly change how they work and look.

I could not have sex with a cis woman in the same way even simply for logistic reasons, a woman’s vagina does not exactly look and work like a post-transition trans man’s genitals. Without going into details, there are things that would just be downright impossible.

Sex with a cis guy is something I was very curious about and had expectations for, but ended up being very disappointing. I would guess mainly because there wasn’t much of an emotional build-up so it was mainly like masturbating but with two people involved and more awkward, and we weren’t very compatible sexually. Curiosity towards cis dick is a poor substitute for sexual chemistry.

25. It was about the same experience as being the top in your average gay sex.

Context: I am a cisgendered bisexual mid-20s male. I have been in sexual relationships with both cis men and cis women and feel perfectly comfortable with either. I have several transgender friends and have all the respect in the world for transgender people.

I was in a short-term casual relationship with a trans man (that is female-to-male) about two years ago that lasted only a month or so. We met on a dating site with the intention of drinking beer together and possibly having sex. I don’t remember who instigated the exchange but he ended up coming to my place. He had been on hormone replacement therapy for several years and had had top surgery. He was completely passing, i.e., you would not be able to tell he was transgender unless you were told, or saw him without clothes on.

Physically, the sex was pretty unremarkable. Being that I am bisexual and have had experience with both men and women I was not exposed to anything I was uncomfortable or unfamiliar with. I would say that oral sex was the same as going down on a woman (albeit quite a bit hairier than most cis women like to keep it) and otherwise it was about the same experience as being the top in your average gay sex. The strangest part about the whole thing for me was how I was maybe… overly sensitive about him being trans at first. Not wanting to ask any questions or offend, letting him take the lead, etc. He was quite comfortable with being trans, though, and after the first time we had sex, each time after that was the same as any other gay casual relationship. We would have continued seeing each other but he had plans to move across the country and we started seeing each other with the knowledge that it would be a short-lived fling.

I’ll answer any questions.

tl;dr-same as regular old gay sex once I stopped being overly sensitive about his trans status.

26. I’ve had anal and oral with both cis and trans women and it feels identical.

She didn’t dilate a lot so it was too tight to function in. I know it hurts girls, but it’s for your health, not just for sex.

Otherwise I’ve had anal and oral with both cis and trans women and it feels identical in that regard, and it wasn’t a problem.

My standards for women are nearly as high as my standards for myself, but what she was born with (hair color, metabolism, ethnicity, genitals, social class, etc.) don’t really factor into it. In that regard I’m extremely not picky. So I’ve had at this point almost equal share of sex with trans and cis women, and about 20% of my relationships were with trans women.

Men don’t do it for me though. Just not attracted.

27. He’d had top surgery and looked just like a guy, had body hair and a dripping wet pussy.

I hooked up with a FtM trans guy once, he wanted to wank me while I played with his clit. He’d had top surgery and looked just like a guy, had body hair and a dripping wet pussy. It was pretty cool, I’d definitely do it again.

28. My cock wouldn’t fit inside.

I tried sleeping with a trans lady once, my cock wouldn’t fit inside, apparently it was too soon after her op, so it compared pretty poorly.

29. It felt pretty okay.

I had a Male to Female. I’m a male. It felt pretty okay, the only problem I encountered was that it was noticeably wider and felt worse than the average vagina I encountered. And another problem was that we had to use lube, otherwise it was just almost impossible.

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1. It’s basically like being with a cis dude with a very small dick.

My ex is a pre-bottom surgery trans man.

As the top commenter said, it’s basically like being with a cis dude with a very small dick. He has been on hormones for 8 years so his growth down there was pretty developed. We were able to have penetrative sex (I’m a woman, btw). Also he was pretty skilled in the whole sexual department, and I put that down to him being a woman before so he knew how to work female genitalia in a way that a cis man couldn’t.

Apart from the physical side, the emotional side can be pretty intense. A lot of pre-surgery trans people have issues around dysphoria during sex, and this stopped sex dead in its tracks a few times for us. He did not like being penetrated at all, which I didn’t realize at first because he was too shy to tell me. That was a bit awkward, and it made me feel like shit afterward.

Overall, even though he had female genitals, it was pretty much just like being with a cis guy physically. 10/10, would sleep with a trans dude again.

2. It is different because of different hardware, but still quite enjoyable.

I am in a relationship with a pre-op MtF girl. It is different because of different hardware, but still quite enjoyable. She cums from anal quite a bit, and I enjoy it as well. Mechanically, it would be very much like regular anal, but the emotional component and feelings behind it all is like any other relationship.

3. She was incredibly tight and we needed a lot of lube. But it was pretty great.

I was FWB with a woman who I actually started hooking up with pre-trans I guess? She had a penis when we met and we did everything anally for a few months. She finally got herself fixed and she was the happiest I’ve ever seen someone be in my whole life, it was a pretty nice experience. She took a few months (maybe close to a year) to recover. When we went to hook up again, she just had a vagina. It looked pretty normal, pretty cute. She was incredibly tight and we needed a lot of lube. But it was pretty great.

Honestly, it felt nice to look HR in the eyes while we fucked, not being able to do that totally removed a lot of the connection for me.

4. I have never been with a woman with such vaginal strength.

I’ve been seeing a guy (FTM) for over a year now. I am a bi guy(CIS).

He very much looks and smells like a guy. Very muscular as well.

So sex-wise for me, everything has been better. I have never been with a woman with such vaginal strength. Would be scary if it wasn’t such an awesome feeling. His natural lube does seem to be different. The same, but with a little more stickiness, then the few women I’ve had un-condomed sex with. Not that I’ve had enough to know how they all are.

I like to think the sex has been great because we are clicking well, not because of our genders. Kissing has been the biggest deal. I just love holding him and kissing him.

5. The lack of penis didn’t bother me, but the presence of a vagina was a bit startling.

It threw me off a bit, the lack of penis didn’t bother me, but the presence of a vagina was a bit startling. It was hard to get the sheer presence of it out of my mind for some reason. Super-hot and nice guy though. I definitely enjoyed myself, it was just a bit disarming, but not much was actually different (we mostly did anal, but I herp derped up in his snatch for a bit and it felt pretty good, but I was unaccustomed to the angles of view that vaginal sex leads to, it was novel and a bit strange).

6. The only issue was, she had pubic hair growing inside of her vagina.

Yes, I am a bi guy. I hooked up with a MtF, I just liked her style. She had had a lot of surgery, including a neo vagina. I wanted to try it. I’ll call her Molly, cuz that’s what she liked to do. I met her at a fetish club. She was hot, and she didn’t pass. There’s something that turns me on about non-passing MtF’s, it’s hard to explain. But the point is: I didnt expect her to pass, and she wasn’t trying to fool me. The neo-vagina didn’t pass either, but it sure did feel good. I would be down to do it again, if Molly hadn’t been so into drug culture, I would have. The only issue was, she had pubic hair growing inside of her vagina. Thick, coarse ones. I asked her about it, and it has something to do with the neo-vagina being constructed from testicle skin. There are pictures of this online. Anyway, I could feel the hair through the condom even, and I was worried about these vaginal pubic hairs causing condom breakage. And diseases, Molly was a lolly but she got around.

7. It was tight, it was soft, it was warm, it was very wet (because we used lube!), and it was sex with someone I was already mentally in love with.

I had a year+ relationship with a MtF post-op. We went from chatting at a bar, to playing (at a BDSM club), to fucking, in about a month and a half. Not entirely out of the norm I’d guess.

She said she’d started on hormones pretty late but also had a very delayed puberty so that sort of evened out, and then went to Thailand at 29. We met about 4 years after she had surgery. All that to say that she had slim hips, a slim bone structure, pretty much nothing pointed to born male appears female. Her vagina looked like a vagina. There’s enough variety in the world that I didn’t inspect it vigorously to determine how it came about. She had some small breasts that weren’t implants. Basically, I didn’t know.

Sex was great. We needed lube, but the only uncommon thing about that for me in many cases is that we needed it right at the start instead of first sometime in the middle. It was tight, it was soft, it was warm, it was very wet (because we used lube!), and it was sex with someone I was already mentally in love with. Also breasts. And my hand around her throat. A good time.

She told me she was trans, in a public place, a little while later. She was worried about what sort of reaction I might have to learning that. The whole you tricked me into fucking a dude now I’m going to kill you thing. But I just didn’t care. This is actually something I’ve thought about a lot since, and I wish she had told me ahead of time. I understand why she didn’t but it’s still something she kept me from having informed consent about. Since I didn’t care to begin with I haven’t stayed too worried about it.

Our relationship went really strongly for a bit over a year and we ended up breaking up over personality meshing issues. A regular old breakup. But even by the end the sex was still great.

8. The surgical scar from the vulva up was a distraction, as was the unusual hip-to-waist ratio.

The first minute was good, after that it was uncomfortable.

I’m a guy. This was at a sex club. I walked in on her (male-to-female) sitting on a bed with a younger guy who clearly couldn’t perform for whatever reason. So she was horny, I was horny, and we got it on immediately.

The room was dark, and she had kind of a strong chin, but I didn’t really think about it. She was on top, and held my arms down. I thought, Man, she’s strong. And not merely strong for a woman (of her size.)

But the vagina felt great. Naturally lubricated, better than those of some natural women I’ve been inside. However, the surgical scar from the vulva up was a distraction, as was the unusual hip-to-waist ratio.

My experience is probably unusual in that I had sex with her while getting acquainted. I don’t know whether the onus was on her to tell me she used to be a dude, or on me to notice it before plunging in. Either way, it wasn’t awful. I might repeat if I knew what to expect going in.

9. His fluids taste like cum and his parts all have a man’s smell and they’re all covered in hair.

My partner and I are both trans. I’m MtF and he’s FtM.

Most of it is about as different as sex is with any other partner. Everyone has their likes and dislikes, and you kind of fumble your way around to figuring out what works, and then do some more of that. He’s obsessed with my breasts and mauls them at every opportunity, when he nuzzles my neck or kisses me his beard scratches me up. He smells like a man, I smell like a woman. My skin is soft and his is hairy.

There’s lots of kissing and groping and laughing and talking and dreaming, and then our pants come off.

His dick is about the size of a pinky finger from the second knuckle. I can give him head just like any other guy, and he love it. His fluids taste like cum and his parts all have a man’s smell and they’re all covered in hair.

I still have a functioning strapless that gets joyfully ignored. It no longer produces emissions and I have multiple orgasms. I particularly enjoy having things put in my inguinal canal. It’s called muffing, and it feels really nice. It hits all of the important nerves and has enough space to fit a thumb. If you have testicles and aren’t on HRT, your testicles might get in the way.

Remember my guy’s size? Yup. It fits. Perfectly.

So yeah, it’s pretty normal, just a little different, and the pillow talk is way more interesting.

10. We both went from being horny and wanting something inside of us to wanting to grind on things instead.

My partner and I are both trans, and both Female to Male. Neither of us have bottom surgery-but that is more due to the lack of good surgeons/surgeries in my area than a lack of desire for it.

Hormones still do a lot to the clitoris. I think the thing that surprised us both was how quickly our clits grew. My partner’s does not stay tucked up in the skin anymore, and it freely hangs down a bit. I can actually give them head-like giving a blowjob to a very tiny penis.

Other than that, body smells are now a thing. Even after having a shower just that day, the body smells a lot different now than it did before. And everything is very hairy.

We’re both about 8 months into hormones right now, so I’m sure we still have a long way to go as far as changes go.

In comparison to a cis dudethe dick is just much smaller. Also, we both went from being horny and wanting something inside of us to wanting to grind on things instead. Humping makes so much more sense now, and it’s become so much more fun to just grind. Sometimes we prefer that to trying to even bother with penetration.

11. Having sex with a mtf transsexual was like having the best of both worlds: the looks and touch of a female but with a little surprise down below.

I (male) have had sex with a mtf escort. I was in Australia and had always been interested so I decided why not. Besides the fact that she was an escort it was actually a pretty enjoyable experience. Besides having a deeper voice and being a little taller than most females, she did not look any different than any other cis female. As for the sex, besides having a penis, it was surprisingly similar to sex with a cis female. It was actually a great experience because I was allowed to experiment with a few fantasies while still being turned on by her appearances. I don’t consider myself gay and would probably never have sex with a male but having sex with a mtf transsexual was like having the best of both worlds: the looks and touch of a female but with a little surprise down below

12. She has small A-cups and smells like a girl.

Im currently dating a trans woman. Its great. She hasn’t had bottom surgery because from what the doctors have told her there is only a 60% chance she will be able to achieve orgasm if she does. Her testes have withdrawn back up into her body and her penis has gotten smaller. She doesnt ejaculate. So basically she has a large clit and no vagina. There are the usual issues with anal penetration but being bisexual myself I know how to navigate these issues.

She has small A-cups and smells like a girl. She acts like the woman that she is. I really enjoy spending time with her, even out of the bedroom.

13. Her vagina was very much like any other woman’s though the labia were a bit smaller, in her case, and she had a less depth.

My (ex) girlfriend had transitioned six years before I met her, and completed her sexual reassignment surgery (SRS) two years prior. Before surgery the effects of estrogen combined with androgen (male hormone) blockers had transformed her breasts, hips, skin and hair and greatly affected her sex life, as well. Most MtF women eventually lose the function of their penis due to hormone treatments, and for many this is not a problem. Receiving penetrative anal sex became much more pleasurable after hormones for my gf, and she could orgasm that way alone. I am told this is a common side effect, though not every woman experiences hormone treatments the same way.

After SRS, my gf had an extended period of recovery where she slowly regained sexual feeling and the ability to enjoy vaginal sex. She told me it was like a training period where her body reconnected with her new vagina both physically and mentally. From my perspective having sex with her two year after the surgery, her vagina was very much like any other woman’s though the labia were a bit smaller, in her case, and she had a less depth. Genetic women can accommodate babies, after all, and their vaginas are remarkably stretchy.

Her vagina did not lubricate naturally and required plenty of lube for sex, but I am told that new SRS procedures can now use the body’s own secretion-producing tissue to simulate vaginal lubricant during arousal. All in all, she was very pleased and fulfilled that her body was now fully female in form and function and that translated into hot sex. When we were dating, she was coming very close (pun intended) to achieving orgasm from vaginal sex and I was of course eager to help her on that journey.

14. Honestly it was pretty hot.

A friend of mine is FTM and we sort of hooked up at a party. Honestly it was pretty hot. I’m male myself but I’ve never really cared about my partners gender or at least it doesn’t play much into whether or not I’m sexually interested in them. He preferred that I didn’t penetrate him so we just sort of grinded, made out, and rubbed each other off. I’d do it again.

15. Sex seems to work best as a tender, sensual affair with lots of nipple stimulation.

MTF here, plus I have a MTF partner. Neither of us have had surgery, though both of us experience significant dysphoria about our genitals. Money is the most significant hurdle to getting an orchiectomy or vaginoplasty.

Sex is difficult. We both are extra sensitive to each other’s needs; we have sex drives and enjoy the pleasure of the penis being stimulated while simultaneously getting sort of grossed out with our own body. Recently she was stimulating me, and I started crying, so sex stopped and she comforted me in my dysphoria. We talk a LOT about the dysphoria and any frustration we have. Sex seems to work best as a tender, sensual affair with lots of nipple stimulation. My own issues are exacerbated by a lot of guilt over sexuality that comes from growing up as a fundamental Christian.

16. I’m a whore, so the penis didn’t stop me from initiating sex after the first date.

Some background info: I am a cis woman, married to a mtf woman. I had never dated a trans person prior to her. I was a gold star lesbian. When we started dating, I knew she was trans because she stated so in her dating profile. We actually met in the real world but I had seen her profile and remembered her from it. The night we met, after it was obvious we hit it off, she disclosed her pre-op status. As I already knew, I was able to avoid any look of surprise, no matter how momentary. This, I found out, really put her at ease. Much respect to anyone that has something like this to disclose during early dating. It must be terrifying. Anyway, I’m a whore, so the penis didn’t stop me from initiating sex after the first date. I did have to admit I had no idea how to work with a penis, but we are both very open sexually, so we were able to talk through it (and our kinks) in a fluid manner. The sex was great. Standard p in v stuff, oral (both ways), some choking. You know, normal. Though she needed a lot of stimulation to orgasm, and it didn’t always happen. I remember being extremely impressed that first time that she was so accepting of her current situation (no bottom or top surgery, and small breasts from hormones). She ended up getting her SRS (Satterwhite) about two years into our relationship, after we got engaged. The results look good, and she is fully orgasmic. She’s had issues with healing, though, which are mostly from her not doing what she is supposed to do for upkeep. It’s killed our sex life, and has led to a lot of resentment on her end. Some is mental issues I’m battling with, some is my not wanting to deal (during sex) with the occasional blood and malodorous discharge that comes from her not healing a surgical site properly. It’s just not arousing at all. She’s working right now with her OB to properly heal the neo-vagina, so I’m hopeful.

17. Couldn’t tell a difference.

I did in July or so from a OKCupid date/hookup. Four times in about a 24-hour period. I actually didn’t know til after though but I did think it was strange when she asked for lube like right away. I’ve had girls ask for lube before but usually its ones that are older or farther into relationship.

Anyways couldn’t tell a difference. A friend of mine went to high school with her when she still had a dick. She only went part of Freshman year then was home schooled. I thought my friend was bullshitting me but scanned the year book pic and told me to search her name on Topix and people talk about her having the surgery done. She also had very small boobs. Usually the voice is a red flag in videos but hers sounded feminine. She was only 20 so must have had it done early or started hormones early.

I didn’t see her again; she was a bit of a nutcase and clingy. Sex was good though. I already had decided not to meet up with her anymore before I found out about the sex change. I probably would have still hooked up with her if she told me but feel not telling me was uncool so just reaffirmed not talking to her anymore.

18. We have mostly vaginal sex, but it feels more like sleeping with a guy, like with a good bro.

Background: Im a Bi cis-gender male, my partner is a trans man (ftm). I met him over summer this year and he disclosed from the beginning that he was trans. The majority of my sexual experiences have been with female partners. I came out as bi to my family because of him.

We talked through text and phone calls before we met in person and he had told me about himself including sexuality and gender (gay trans man for reference.) The way he described himself I would have guessed his feminine features might be more apparent, and that he may have trouble with being misgendered. To my surprise upon first meeting him, besides the lack of beard, that made him look a little younger than his age, he seemed like any other gay guy. We hit it off after meeting and started dating.

As for sex, since the options for bottom surgery arent that great, he isnt planning on it and has come to terms with that. Before we started dating, I thought I had a high sex drive, but since we started living together I just cant keep up. Weve talked about it a lot and I understand his needs (for the most part) and he understands my libido isnt quite is high as his.

So, with that said, I feel like our sex is far closer to gay sex and is fundamentally different in practice than the sex with all of my previous female partners. Oral sex is easier due to his clit being closer to a small penis, sensations like sucking, nibbling, more and harder pressure tend to be much more pleasurable. Even during vaginal intercourse, it feels much more like topping a guy, hair/stubble rub against me, his low moans are in a stark contrast to the female tone. We have mostly vaginal sex, but it feels more like sleeping with a guy, like with a good bro. There are only subtleties of his previous identity. I dont plan on sharing those because I would rather be the only one who knows. Otherwise he is rather masculine, slightly timid face, normal proportions for his shorter stature, most of the time he wears briefs and binds. So, looking at him on a typical day at school/work most people easily see a male. He has a normal male odor and uses masculine deodorant and wash. He began shaving his genitals at my request, but hes hairy in the rest of the normal places for a guy.

As our relationship is young, we havent ventured into too many unknowns, but plans for the future include pegging because, well, I cant have all the fun. Thats one of the perks of a relationship with a trans person, because conversations about sexuality tend to come up early and more often. Kinks and sexual play feel more comfortable to discuss. This level of communication in my experience has been difficult to work towards in my prior relationships where sexuality wasnt brought up due to the status quo.

19. The clits engorge considerably, and are a ton of fun to play with, closer to a blowjob than cunnilingus.

Bisexual man here, I’ve dated/had sex with two pre-op transmen on T, one who started hormones while we were dating.

The clits engorge considerably, and are a ton of fun to play with, closer to a blowjob than cunnilingus.

Testosterone seems to interfere with vaginal wetness, so lube is important if he’s interested in that, and seemed to make him interested in sex more frequently but for a shorter session.

20. Such a great and unexpected experience, a whole different kind of sexy!

I had an awesome experience with a MtF girl, who had been on hormones for a while but still pre-op. Already had bigger boobs than me but still rather well-endowed downstairs. I am bisexual so am very much into both guys and girls anyway, but it was such a great and unexpected experience, a whole different kind of sexy!

21. If I’m horny she just plays with my dick and if she’s horny I just play with her breasts and her rather bubbly butt.

I have dated a (mtf) girl for about 3 years now. She told me early so I knew ahead of time it would probably end up being different but I went for it. It actually was a lot better than I thought! With the help of lube she was particularly wet and I was able to go in and get my business done. We don’t really even have sex that often. If I’m horny she just plays with my dick and if she’s horny I just play with her breasts and her rather bubbly butt. And yes, she looks like a perfectly normal female.

22. Super tight and small.

Super tight and small. Her size makes deep penetration hard and feels like a vise on my dick. She got it done by one of the best, paid all cash and went with the largest size available. I have had sex with women who are smaller, but over time their body seems to accommodate. Also the limits on the vagina seem to be a hard stop in my partner.

Overall the sex is amazing, even the intercourse, intercourse is a small part of great sex.

I love her and am so glad she is part of my life.

23. The parts down below felt totally normal.

Felt fine. The scar around his chest was interesting, where he had had his breasts reformed, but the parts down below felt totally normal.

24. It was mainly like masturbating but with two people involved.

Trans myself and bisexual, so far had sex with: a cis guy, a trans guy who had not transitioned at all yet, and a post-transition trans guy.

Sex with a pre-everything trans guy meant I was bottoming almost all the time and he didn’t like to be touched much. Not much to say aside from that, in general I quite liked it as we had similar sexual interests and that seems to be the main factor in whether I enjoy sex with someone, aside from emotional connection.

Sex with a post-transition trans guy is quite different, as firstly I can actually touch him and even occasionally top, and secondly his body is quite different. Even if the genitals are the same at the start, hormones significantly change how they work and look.

I could not have sex with a cis woman in the same way even simply for logistic reasons, a woman’s vagina does not exactly look and work like a post-transition trans man’s genitals. Without going into details, there are things that would just be downright impossible.

Sex with a cis guy is something I was very curious about and had expectations for, but ended up being very disappointing. I would guess mainly because there wasn’t much of an emotional build-up so it was mainly like masturbating but with two people involved and more awkward, and we weren’t very compatible sexually. Curiosity towards cis dick is a poor substitute for sexual chemistry.

25. It was about the same experience as being the top in your average gay sex.

Context: I am a cisgendered bisexual mid-20s male. I have been in sexual relationships with both cis men and cis women and feel perfectly comfortable with either. I have several transgender friends and have all the respect in the world for transgender people.

I was in a short-term casual relationship with a trans man (that is female-to-male) about two years ago that lasted only a month or so. We met on a dating site with the intention of drinking beer together and possibly having sex. I don’t remember who instigated the exchange but he ended up coming to my place. He had been on hormone replacement therapy for several years and had had top surgery. He was completely passing, i.e., you would not be able to tell he was transgender unless you were told, or saw him without clothes on.

Physically, the sex was pretty unremarkable. Being that I am bisexual and have had experience with both men and women I was not exposed to anything I was uncomfortable or unfamiliar with. I would say that oral sex was the same as going down on a woman (albeit quite a bit hairier than most cis women like to keep it) and otherwise it was about the same experience as being the top in your average gay sex. The strangest part about the whole thing for me was how I was maybe… overly sensitive about him being trans at first. Not wanting to ask any questions or offend, letting him take the lead, etc. He was quite comfortable with being trans, though, and after the first time we had sex, each time after that was the same as any other gay casual relationship. We would have continued seeing each other but he had plans to move across the country and we started seeing each other with the knowledge that it would be a short-lived fling.

I’ll answer any questions.

tl;dr-same as regular old gay sex once I stopped being overly sensitive about his trans status.

26. I’ve had anal and oral with both cis and trans women and it feels identical.

She didn’t dilate a lot so it was too tight to function in. I know it hurts girls, but it’s for your health, not just for sex.

Otherwise I’ve had anal and oral with both cis and trans women and it feels identical in that regard, and it wasn’t a problem.

My standards for women are nearly as high as my standards for myself, but what she was born with (hair color, metabolism, ethnicity, genitals, social class, etc.) don’t really factor into it. In that regard I’m extremely not picky. So I’ve had at this point almost equal share of sex with trans and cis women, and about 20% of my relationships were with trans women.

Men don’t do it for me though. Just not attracted.

27. He’d had top surgery and looked just like a guy, had body hair and a dripping wet pussy.

I hooked up with a FtM trans guy once, he wanted to wank me while I played with his clit. He’d had top surgery and looked just like a guy, had body hair and a dripping wet pussy. It was pretty cool, I’d definitely do it again.

28. My cock wouldn’t fit inside.

I tried sleeping with a trans lady once, my cock wouldn’t fit inside, apparently it was too soon after her op, so it compared pretty poorly.

29. It felt pretty okay.

I had a Male to Female. I’m a male. It felt pretty okay, the only problem I encountered was that it was noticeably wider and felt worse than the average vagina I encountered. And another problem was that we had to use lube, otherwise it was just almost impossible.

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