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almost home
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@femmesoftbutchswitch
hmmm teasing a switch to see what mood they’re in. laying on a couch together and slowly tracing a finger along their inner thigh. do their eyes snap to mine with a stern glare that puts me in my place before i’ve even begun? or does their breath hitch just slightly, unsure of where i’m going but wanting to be good and feel the anticipation of submission?
Eliza Dushku in Bring It On (2000, dir. Peyton Reed)
i want to rile a femme up. to touch them gently with my fingertips near the places they're most sensitive, watching them chase my touch. i'll tease them while i move away, laughing at how desperate they are for me. maybe i'd make them beg for me to touch them properly, maybe i'd make them touch themselves for me first
dyke masculinity is divine and considerate and sexy
4 pheelox ;))))
It's about the Vindication and the Power Fantasy
Butch! Lucifer, you say? I'm picturing her typically being very well dressed and coming off as buttoned up to the casual observer, but when she's with one of her girls she's constantly dirty talking to them (maybe psychically, literally just a stream of filth right into their heads while she maintains a cool exterior). Also when she's not working/in private she's topless A LOT and never shy about it. (Hope you were serious about wanting requests, if not you don't have to publish! But I really am here for it!!)
(I was 100000% serious. Thank you! Please send more prompts)
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They say that Lucifer appears to you as whatever you want them to be. So it makes perfect sense that they would appear you you as the most handsome butch you had ever seen. They were, after all, the most beautiful angel of all the angels. So a butch made perfect sense.
You had thought summoning them to guide you would be like something out the Exorcist, not a love story, and yet here you were, six months later, and you'd gotten pretty comfortable around one another. For their part that meant walking around your home together wearing not much of anything. It never failed to make you tingle with excitement. Even just a peak at the little patch of hair from their stomach disappearing into their boxers was enough to make you wet.
But that was too easy, too straightforward. The real fun for them was teasing you in public, especially in a church, or a restaurant. Somewhere crowded, and close knit enough that you had to keep quiet. To all the world the two of you were simply a very adorable couple. They wore suits almost everywhere, all black with just a hint of a red tie, that made them look so dashing. And you, well, you had to wear a sundress. Something pretty, but not too revealing. Nothing that would give away the game to any passersby. It had started, one afternoon at a restaurant. You, sitting across from them, wearing their favorite color on you, sapphire blue. You were distracted, a dangerous mistake to make, especially with a lover who can project their thoughts into your mind.
You look simply divine. I could ravish you right here, across this table. Now wouldn’t that make for a delicious meal. Your legs spread, dripping down my chin.
You shivered at the thought. Just then the waiter had come by and it was all you could do to hold back a little squeak. You should really order sweetie. I plan to keep you up all night. You’ll need your strength. They meant it too. You swallowed, and forced yourself to point to something on the menu, but your mind was too far gone, and they knew it too. They smirked. Already this needy? They tutted, so precious. I bet I could make you soak your entire seat just like this couldn’t I baby? You squeeze your eyes shut, and squeeze your legs together too while you're at it, and nod. The pressure of your thighs together like this is almost enough to feel good. Ah ah, now that won’t do. Uncross them. You make a pained face, then do as you’re told. That’s a good girl. Now don’t forget your manners when the nice waiter comes by to bring you your drink.
You nod, and as the waiter comes by to deliver your drinks, you thank him. Good girl. They know that phrase never fails to make you impossibly wetter, and the thought amuses them. They manage to look so unaffected by it all, but you know better. You may not have the supernatural powers of Hell behind you, but you do have one thing going for you. You look around to make sure no one can see you, and slip your hands under the table. Lucifer eyes you, curious, they know what you’re doing, but they want to see you do it anyway. In one swift movement, you slip off your panties, take their hand, and slip them into them. Their smirk flickers. Naughty naughty girl. You’ve just made it easier for me to tease you. You shiver at the promise. And then, you hear the words you wanted to hear since their little game began. Join me in the bathroom, princess. Your pulse races at the words. So full of promise and, you swallow. Without another word, they get up and slip away. You take a sip of water, and get up to follow them, hoping no one will notice. You’re barely in the bathroom for a moment before their arms encircle your waist and you’re pulled into a stall. You’re a very very bad girl. And I would punish you, but I am desperately hungry. You groan. They drop to their knees, placing their hands on your thighs, slowly sliding them up your dress. Your hand covers your mouth, desperate to hold back the scream of ecstasy as their head disappears under your dress and you feel their tongue teasing against you. I want to hear you baby. I want the whole restaurant to hear you. You bite your tongue, trying desperately to keep silent. Their hands grip tight against your flesh, as they bury their face between your legs. Teasing you with their tongue. You grip the stall wall trying to keep yourself upright. But it feels so good. You taste so delicious baby. Like heaven. You shiver, and whine, despite your better efforts. They work harder, determined to make you scream. Your hips move of their own accord, rocking against their face, they let you of course, and your hand slips into the auburn locks of their hair. Impossibly soft. That’s a good girl. Now cum for me, I want to feel the Earth shake as you cum on my tongue. Your legs buckle, and the only thing holding you upright is them, pinning you against the stall wall, devouring every bit of you as you let out a shuddering groan of pleasure as you cum. They chuckle against your skin, and it tingles through your body. They hum and you’re not entirely sure if it’s still in your head or out loud. It’s all so good, and so hot, and you don’t want them to stop. Delicious. Now come on, we’d better get back to dinner before someone thinks we left. They chuckle, and the two of you step out of the bathroom. Your fingers linked. No, it’s not at all what you imagined when you picked up Summoning Lucifer for Dummies, but it’s better than you ever could have hoped for. You smirked, Praise Lucifer indeed, you thought.
There is nothing hotter than an innocent looking girl getting off on the filthy things you do to her.
my bad for assuming everyone has critical thinking skills btw
note to self: you are an intelligent woman. forgive yourself for all the times you were stupid and naive. you are a woman of heart. forgive yourself for the times you were soft when you should have been hard.
I love this
I don’t think you’d like that, being thrown on the bed, pinned down, gagged with your own panties and your hands tied to the headboard, spanked until you give up and beg to be bred. Best to just submit now.
Oh noooo.. I wouldn't like that at aaaaaaaaall 👉🏼👈🏼🥺
Little ghosts roasting some marshed mallows
🥰 doms who are cute and gentle and sweet and who praise you for saying "no" and "I'm not sure" and "maybe another time" and who thank you when you tell them what you need and how you're feeling 🥰
The sentiment is right but it's not cute and gentle and sweet to be a good human being. Just be a good human being and listen.
green flag: she laughs at her own jokes
I'm fucking hilarious and you should think that about yourself too.
let’s talk about “bloopers”
losing your hold while you’re on top, careening down on top of your partner in a fit of giggles
harnesses loosening at the one singular moment they shouldn’t
accidentally slipping out and just raw slamming your hips against each other a few times before you notice
body noises. queefing, joints popping, that one moan that kinda sounded weird? who cares, it’s a good time
forgetting where the edge of the bed is in the heat of the moment and almost or actually toppling over off of it
accidentally leaning on someone’s hair
pausing because your pet is clawing for dear life at the door and you can’t concentrate
having to stop because something feels kinda off and it’s more important to figure out what that is
laughter
connection and communication
sex isn’t perfect. sex isn’t porn. sex is a dance between people that care about each other and want to show that care in a specific way. it’s beautiful and messy and human, an extension of us as human.
femmes are like: the fairy lights stay ON during sex
Ambience is important
I want 0 responsibilities and a lot of lingerie
Yes thank you
