Ali & Cal

Just two hopeless lesbians posting the machinations of our brains(it will get wild)

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Intro Post ♡ ̆̈

Welcome to the blog of two lesbian dykes!

This is a nsfw blog - no minors

Dni: men, minors, transphobes, homophobes, terfs, racists, ableist, really bigots of any kind

Blog purpose-

A blog by two dykes where we will yearn, fawn, ramble, about being lesbians, and possibly get a little risqué. We will both be posting our thoughts and things, feel free to interact with either/both of us.

Dyke 1: Ali, she/her, a butch Femme, Switch, likes biting, likes causing problems

#ali thoughts, #ali pics

Dyke 2: Calliope, they/them, a femme Butch, Switch, gets bitten, chronic overthinker

#cal thoughts, #cal pics, #cal the poet

Asks welcome, please include your age, or we won’t respond. You can specify who you are talking to with our names, without one you roll the dice ^‿^

Anons: empty, but taking applications!

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Starting the day off right with my mouth between your legs making a mess of the bed before you’re even fully awake

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I just wanna get a hotel room so I can finger you in the pool after hours

You’ll be quiet for me, won’t you?

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I hate that she had to leave but love that I can smell her on my sheets and suffocate myself with the pillow drenched in her scent

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How can she be so distracting when she’s so far away? I’m just going about my day and I can’t stop thinking about eating her out until she’s shaking and sobbing

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Touching myself to the thought of my femme touching herself to the thought of me touching myself to the thought of my femme touching herself to the thought of me touching myself to the thought of my femme touching herself to the thought of me touching myself…

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Why is it whenever I think about you I start grinding my hips against anything in sight

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I am a simple creature

Made up of bones and veins and sinew

All of which

I would gladly tear and twist and break

To contort into a shape

That made space for her

I would gladly tie us together

With arteries and tendons

Until there is no distinguishing

Where one of us ends

And the other begins

In the living sculpture

Our bodies have made

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Is crushing my head between your legs until we get all wet and sticky really so much to ask

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It’s a shame when a butch dresses so fancy all of the time, I wanna see more butch tummy🤤

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Ohh you don’t know how to touch yourself? Don’t worry your femme has thought about it in excruciating detail and will happily help. All you have to do is be good for her and ask

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Who needs a cart when you have a butch!!

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I have never understood Icarus

Quite as much as I do now

There is a certain beauty in falling

For something so bright

And so stunning

As to knock your breath from your lungs

I too would crash to the sea

If it meant a glance of her smile

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I was not raised religious

Was never taught to venerate any deity

But the earth beneath my own two feet

And yet worship comes so easily

When she is laid out before me

My prayers are the soft sounds

I make at her touch

My hymns the harmony

Of our breath together

My devotion is in the marks

That paint both our skin

Even after we part

My gospel lies in the shared pleasure

Created between us

The beauty of a moment shared

With complete intimacy and trust

My church is the bed

Where I tasted her for the first time

I was not raised religious

But I do not doubt for a second

That I have found Heaven

In her arms

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I dreamt of her last night

It was so simple

And yet I woke up

With a hole in my chest

Dark and gaping and full of longing

The place where my subconscious

Had placed her

While sleep had me wrapped

In the manufactured bliss

Of a lazy morning in her arms

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Learning you have a voice kink is wild. She said something innocuous and all the sudden I needed to have my mouth between her thighs

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There’s nothing quite like the sight of my femme getting flustered over me. The sight of her blush spreading all the way across her cheeks to the tips of her ears when I slip off my shirt during FaceTime is one of the prettiest things I’ve ever seen. The way she struggles to speak when I tell her exactly what I want to do to her is almost as heavenly as the way her eyes lock on me and don’t look away. I wonder, does she know just how much I like it when she watches me, with her pretty pink cheeks and monosyllabic sentences?