Just A Little Fruity

I think I’m a whore | 26 | Taken | Submissive | 18+ only

[a-sleeepy-angel]

Hey! ✨

You can call me Angel

27

she/they

I'm femme, queer, and submissive

Very very very much taken

This blog is dedicated to mostly horny posting but I also post about Horizon, Zelda BOTW and TOTk, and maybe sometimes anime.

WARNINGS: CNC, SOMNO, KINK, HARD KINKS SOMETIMES, DADDY KINK, WLW NONSENSE

DNI:

minors, terfs, racists, homophobes, xenophobes

[a-sleeepy-angel]

Domme femmes… save me domme femmes.

[a-sleeepy-angel]

I just want a domme to watch me play with my cunt. I want her to tell me how to do it and to force me to edge myself. Telling me when I’m allowed to cum.. I want her to call me her sweet little princess, her dirty princess.. I want her to corrupt me so intensely.

[a-sleeepy-angel]

I am so irrevocably, hopelessly horny for a masc to do whatever they want to me, or whatever Bella said.

[a-sleeepy-angel]

I’m just fucking craving her fingers so deeeep inside my cunt right now. I’ve been missing it and nothing I attempt to do is even close to feeling as good.. I’m honestly become so pathetic, I need her fingers and hands and her mouth on my body, I could beg..

[evgar]

oh sweet summer love 💘

[a-sleeepy-angel]

Domme femmes… save me domme femmes.

[call-me-pup2]

If you don't fuck the creampie deeper what are you even doing?

[strbrryfemme]

whining and hmph-ing my way into getting fingers shoved in my mouth

[nutmegfemme-deactivated20251220]

let’s compare hand sizes and you can pretend you didn’t notice my eyes dilate imaging the feeling of your thick fingers sliding into me

this post is by lesbians for lesbians // men and minors dni

[mascxdaddy]

when you're fucking them so well they forget how to kiss and just pant and moan into your mouth >>

[devilishgirl]

eat her pussy while her shirt is pushed up so you can see her boobs and her legs are spread just right and shes grinding her pussy on an eager tongue………….i love women

[infemmeous]

Yes, I am a pure and innocent angel. Yes, I want to grind on your thigh until you know exactly how wet I am. Two things can be true at once

[spiked-drpepper]

Okay but what if we were on call and I was touching myself while thinking of you...you're just innocentky talking and I'm rubbing myself to the sound of your voice....would you fw that or are you normal

Men and minors dni

[angelicbrats]

do you wanna see my tits bounce while i ride your strap or do you hate me??

[pearlzxx]

like sugar on my tongue .°˖⋆ ℧ .°˖⋆

pairing: butchcowboy!sevika x fem!reader

content warning: munch!reader, eating out, multiple (2) orgasms, cursing, strawberry juice involved, petnames (doll, baby, sugar, etc.) lesbianism.

wc: 2029

the sun was high. rays of heat beat down onto your shoulders, freckles turning a slightly darker shade of brown over the last hour or so. you were tending to your garden, the one sevika generously helped you build the boxes for, and helped you plant everything in a way that would ensure that they actually grew.

you had your sheers in one hand, a basket that was slowly but surely filling up with strawberries. holding the stem of the strawberry, you carefully separated the calyx of the berry from the bushel.

"doll?"

you immediately turned around to see your wife, sevika. god, she looked great. flannel shirt, unbuttoned at the top. bootcut jeans clad to her thighs that you wanted to crush you right then and there. boots that you would let step all over you, even though you would never admit that. never in a million years.

"hey, love. picked some strawberries, they're real' good. want one?"

"mhm. d'love one, actually."

you grabbed a sizable strawberry, one of a deep shade of crimson. you pressed it against her lips gently, waiting for her to take a bite. she bit into the ripe, juicy strawberry, and its sweetness burst across her palette. the vibrant red fruit dripped slightly, leaving a sticky trail of summer on your fingers and sevika's chin.

"theyre great, doll. a little messy, yeah?"

a small huff escaped your lips, a smile creeping onto your face. "yeah, they are. need some help?"

a low chuckle escaped her throat "wouldn't hurt."

you got onto your toes, grabbing her chin and licking the juice straight off of her face.

she stared at you, wided eyed. "doll...?"

"mhm?" you answered, cocking your head to the side. you knew exactly what you were doing.

"nothing. think i could get another strawberry?"

"will you let me feed it to you?"

"yes."

you picked another strawberry, this one being slightly bigger in size and seeming to be more ripe. she took a large bite, not even attempting to be clean about it. the juice dripped down further this time, reaching her jawline and dribbling down onto her collarbone, exposed by her unbuttoned flannel.

"made a mess again. might need help cleaning this one too."

"you sure? you really don't think you can do it yourself, vika?"

"don't think so, no."

you leaned over, gripping her shoulder for support, and you began to run your tongue from her bottom lip, down to her chin, to her jawline.

"you made a mess, huh, vika? shit."

"your mess though, right?"

"mhm, yeah baby. my mess."

you licked down her neck, attempting to clean up the juice dripping down her neck.

"ya' think we could take this inside? s'about lunch time." you said, pulling back to look at her

"mhm.. yes, doll."

you both walked back to the house, immediately making way to the kitchen. you sat down the basket, and had sevika sit on a stool.

"strawberries sound good?" you said, giving her a smile with something else behind it.

"yeah, sounds great. thanks."

"y'must be hot, huh? flannels protectin' you from the sun but it's not doing much in here but making you sweat." you remark, unbuttoning the rest of the buttons on her flannel.

"youre right, sweetheart. thanks." she replied as her flannel was discarded by you.

"strawberry time, yeah?"

you said, putting a strawberry up to her mouth. "take a bite baby, cmon."

she finally did, biting in slow, her teeth sinking in with a wet sound. juice spilled instantly, not just into her mouth but over her bottom lip, gliding down her chin before she could catch it.

she didn’t bother wiping it away.

instead, she looked at you, eyes half-lidded, tongue darting out to chase the juice across her lip with no particular urgency.

you reach for another, smaller than the last, but just as ripe. its skin gives a little under your fingers, soft and warm from sitting out.

sevika watches you, eyes curious, like she’s waiting to see what you’ll do with it. her mouth quirks, just barely.

you hold it up to her lips.

she doesn’t move at first. just looks at you, then the berry, then back. then she leans in, slower this time, lips brushing your fingers as she takes it in. her teeth bite clean through, juice spilling again, this time catching on the corner of her mouth and running down toward her chin.

your hand stays there, close to her mouth. too close.

she hums low in her throat, chewing lazily as she watches your eyes flick to where the juice is starting to drip.

she eats another. then another, and another. each one slower than before, as if she’s savoring more than just the flavor. the red stains spread across her lips, face, neck, and down her torso, glistening in the soft kitchen light.

with every bite, her eyes meet yours a little longer, a little deeper, like she’s daring you to say something or do something.

finally, she leans back against the counter, a slow smile spreading across her face, the faint trace of strawberry juice still gleaming on her skin.

"made a mess."

"i can see that, sev."

"you know what to do."

you straddled her denim covered thighs, licking the juice on her lips, tongue moving in soft, little motions. she grabbed the back of your head, taking your tongue in between her teeth.

she grabbed another strawberry, crushing it between her fingers until the juice dripped down her wrist. she held it up, her eyes gleaming with something new. “cmon now, get to work.”

you didn’t need to be told twice. you took her wrist in your hands, your tongue trailing along the sticky trail of juice with slow, deliberate strokes.

“fuck,” sevika muttered under her breath, her free hand gripping the edge of the counter to steady herself. “you’re doing so good.

you looked up at her through hooded eyes, your lips glistening with the remnants of the strawberry, and your eyes lit up with an idea.

“think i could try something?”

“yeah, doll. go ahead.”

your eyes trailed down, looking at the juice dripping down her abdomen.

“you’re gonna lick every last drop off me, aren’t you?” sevika’s voice was low and smooth as she leaned back against the kitchen counter, her hands gripping the edge for support. her undershirt was pushed up just enough to reveal the smooth, taut expanse of her stomach, where a trail of bright red strawberry juice glistened in the sunlight streaming through the window

you didn’t need to answer. the way you were staring; hungry, desperate, was response enough. your fingers trembled as you reached out, brushing lightly against her skin, feeling the warmth of her body beneath your flanges. a soft sigh escaped her lips

you tongue darted out, tentative at first, then you dragged it slowly up her stomach. the taste of the fruit was sweet, tangy, but it was overshadowed by the intoxicating flavor of her musky, earthy, and yet still a bit sweet. she shivered under your touch, her breath hitching as you swirled your tongue around her navel, lapping up every drop.

“fuck..” she murmured, her voice thick and her head thrown back. her hands tangled in your hair, urging you on, and you didn’t need any more encouragement. you kissed lower, tracing the curve of her hipbone with your lips, feeling her muscles quiver beneath. her scent was overwhelming now, and you could feel the heat radiating from between her legs, calling like a siren’s song.

her fingers tightened in your hair as you undid her leather belt. you unbuttoned those jeans, that fit her so well it was almost sinful, pulling them down slowly, inch by agonizing inch. she stepped out of them without hesitation, kicking them aside, and there she was.

you pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh, feeling her pulse flutter against you lips. she tasted even better here, her skin a mix of sweet and salty, but warm nonetheless. you couldn’t wait any longer. you immediately pulled her boxers down, burying you face between her legs, inhaling deeply before your tongue found her folds. she gasped, her hips jerking forward instinctively, and you moaned against her as her flavor flooded my senses.

her thighs clamped around you head as you licked her slowly, savoring every moment. she was already wet, her juices mingling with the faint taste of strawberry that still lingered on your tongue. you circled her clit with the tip of your tongue, teasing her relentlessly, and she let out a strangled cry that sent a jolt of pleasure straight to your own core.

“gods, you’re so good at that,” she panted, her voice breaking as you slipped a finger inside her, curling it just right. her walls clenched around your digits, and you added another finger, fucking her slowly while your tongue continued its relentless assault on her clit. her moans grew louder, more desperate, and you could feel her body tensing as she teetered on the edge.

she came with a cry that echoed through the kitchen, her body trembling as she gripped the counter for support. you didn’t let up, licking her through her orgasm until she finally pulled away, breathing hard and looking down at me with a mixture of awe and hunger.

“again.. please.. you taste so fuckin' good..” you pleaded, needed another taste of her.

even though she was fucked out, she still nodded. "yes, dolly.. please."

you didn’t need to be told twice. your hands found her hips again, gripping them tightly as you knelt before her. your tongue traced a slow, deliberate path up her inner thigh, teasing her with the promise of what was to come. sevika’s fingers tightened in your hair, her hips shifting restlessly as anticipation coiled in her body.

when your tongue finally flicked against her swollen clit, she let out a low, guttural moan that sent a shiver down your spine. you circled the sensitive nub with slow, deliberate strokes, savoring the way she trembled under your touch. her sticky thighs pressed against your shoulders, holding you in place as you continued to lavish attention on her.

“more,” she begged, her voice rough with lust. you obliged without hesitation, your tongue delving deeper into her folds as you explored every inch of her. her breath came in ragged gasps, her body writhing with pleasure.

sevika’s grip on your hair tightened painfully, but you didn’t care. all that mattered was the way she felt against your tongue, the way her body responded to every flick and stroke. you could feel her muscles tensing, could hear the way her breath hitched as she teetered on the brink of her second release.

“don’t stop,” she gasped, her voice trembling. “please, fuckin' don’t stop.”

and then she was falling, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over her. her moans filled the room, raw and unfiltered, as she came undone beneath your tongue.

for a moment, there was silence, broken only by the sound of her ragged breaths and the pounding of your own heartbeat. then sevika looked down at you, a softer smile playing on her lips.

you smiled back at her, looking at her sticky form. "think i might have to run you a bath, yeah?"

"would be nice, sugar."

you made your way to the bathroom, running a warm bath for sevika. you added one of your many bubble baths you've gotten from your town's farmer's market, and this one was appropriately strawberry scented.

you threw your now juice-stained babydoll dress into the wash, then going into the kitchen to grab sevika.

"cmon, love. bath is ready."

she got up, legs a little wobbly and head a bit foggy. she leaned on you for support, even though you were about 3 times smaller than the behemoth of a woman.

you helped her lower her self into the bath, running a hand through her slightly sweaty hair. you cupped some water into your hands, letting it trickle down onto sevika's hair.

"you did so well, your body is so sweet."

"sweet?"

"sweet."

an: GUYSSS THIS TOOK LIKE 6 HOURS TO WRITE. (im dyslexic) butttt, here she is! i might write more butchcowboy!sevika, as i really like the character and it reminds me of the farm i grew up on :C thank u for all the love on the preview, i hope you like the full just as much!!!

taglist (lmk if you wanna be on the permanent or just the butchcb!sev one!): @cvntyaddi @babydeertears @djena1d @katthehunter02

requests open btwww

[femmelosersblog-deactivated2025]

i need a girlfriend who's OBSESSED with me. constantly touching me when we're out in public, never letting go, wants to show everyone i'm hers. i want a girlfriend who wont stop leaving bite marks all over me so everyone can see i belong to her