I don't know why, probably not a non-issue since it has been used as a "female" reader for so long from back then up to now but I do wish "x reader" known as another form of gender neutral reader since it doesn't have a specific gender at all.
Like, "x reader" by its title/tag is technically like another form of "gender neutral" but it quickly just is known as another title for "female reader"...
Wouldn't it make more sense to be known as a "gender neutral" reader unless specified like: MALE reader, FEMALE reader, etc
Like I've been thinking about this for so long it just bothers me because why an "x reader" is just automatically and most known (popular) as female readers and not also "no gender/gender neutral" readers...
Because half of the time, you all of sudden fine rare jewels when there is someone who does use x reader as another form of gender neutral and I'll be cheering my butt off.
Am I gonna get hate for this....? Maybe.
Me when I find a rare "gender neutral" story on a "x reader" section:
If I don't find anymore male/ftm readers I usually go to gender neutral stories since it's almost welcoming for all genders...
Why are SOME female readers SOOOOO offended by the idea of male readers/writers? 💀 Isn't the majority of the "x reader" stories centered around the female audience?
Why are YOU complaining about a creator not wanting to write fics for female readers, despite there being other fics out there that revolve around a female reader? What point are YOU trying to make to shame a gay person for writing gay love when there isn't many to read? HOW IS IT AFFECTING YOUR DAILY ROUTINE AND FANFICTION IN GENERAL?!?!?!
Telling creators a character is not queer and being continuously bitchy over it won't stop them from making fics of that character. There is no such thing as being "underrepresented" and "oppressed" by just ONE fic 🤦
Stop complaining about homosexuality. Start minding your hetero business. ✌️
PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE
GENDER: FTM READER (M!READER FRIENDLY)
SUMMARY: You, a famous YouTuber, got noticed by idol crush, Bang Chan, from an "accidental" drunk tweet you made when he was in BuzzFeed. Now you are waiting in your house to make that tweet into a reality, literally.
GENRE(S): Smut (mercy on me yall x2), Explicit, Fluff, comedy (cringe because I need one mentally)
Names: Pretty boy, Baby boy, love, handsome, pet names
WARNING(S): Praising kink, Oral (Chan receiving), Overstimulation, crying (in a good pleasurable way), Got to let the main character—"Dick Rider"— in this. A lot of teasing/edging. Anal sex. Begging. Chest/Nipple play (Chan receiving). Lowkey, this is kinda short.
OTHER(S): This will be the end of this story and me.
Please reblog, like, and/or comment for a dignity again
@bitchyzombienacho @seonghwassstar @gay4letti @ everyone and whoever
(Didn't really grammar check; here you all are after how many years or whatever. I FINALLY finished this series. MY APOLOGIES!! Didn't really read over either so my apologies x2)
“I’m quite disappointed…” You sadly said—well, pretending to be sad—using your fingers to trace around his neck. “H-huh? Why? You said I did good?” He sits up, looking at you like a sad puppy. “Of course! You did so well, but my tweet. You remember it, don’t you?” You said calmly as you continued looking at him. He thinks for a second until his face turns red. “O-oh.” Oh indeed.
You calmly push his upper body down on top of the bed as you slowly crawl your way to his waist, admiring him with love and desire. “Always looking so beautiful, Chris. Very beautiful.” You complimented him as you saw his ears turning bright red, almost embarrassed by these sweet words coming from your mouth, wanting to disagree but you quickly shut his mouth, not wanting to hear any nonsense coming from him.
“So pretty.” You placed kisses on his neck, licking every sensitive spot as You slowly went down to his chest to his stomach, watching his reaction carefully. Enjoying the way his body would react instinctively, shivering from your teasing. “Baby, please…please…” He whines, biting his lips and then pouting from the amount of touching but no doing.
“Handsome, be patient. Let me admire you.”
“Don’t you think you admire me enough?” He talks back, annoyed, until you pinch his nipples making him hiss and groan, whimpering. “Please…pleasee…”
You sighed, wishing to admire him some more but you could also understand his lack of patience; you were also getting impatient. Your hands reaching towards his already hard dick, in such a snail pace you move your hand up slowly but then go faster when going down, making him jerk, wanting more pressure but you stopped him by smacking his thighs.
“Oh, no, no, baby. I’m doing the work. Didn’t you say you are tired?” You smirk as you continue on, repeating the same pacing action, watching him squirm and whine, his dick slowly producing pre-cum as it trails down to your fingernails and side of your fingers.
“So sensitive…” You muttered as now you started to go faster all of a sudden, not giving him time to adjust to the sudden fast pace as he lifts his body up, twitching and moaning almost in a high pitch. “F-FUCK~ BAby–SHIT SHIT SHIT!” All he sprouts about. All curse words and pet names, which could have almost made you laugh from the amount of swearing he was moaning out, until you stopped near his release.
His eyes were wide, looking at you with pain from the lack of release.
“Why? WHY? PLease! Don’t do this to me; I was…. I was almost there… Please~” He begs and begs, tears forming from his eyes when you start to squeeze his dick slightly. You didn’t give him your reason. I mean, why would you? You are entertained by this.
You kept your mouth shut as you went back to jacking him off, back to the fast pace as you watched him continue to cry and squirm from the overflowing pleasure and cockblocking from you. That’s when you finally leaned down to lick the tip, making him cum from a simple lick. You quickly shut your eyes as you feel some of the white substance hit some of your face and hands.
You moved your head up, wiping away the cum from your face, then slowly opened your eyes to stare at him. “Chris, I wasn’t done.” You sighed, almost disappointed, while Chris stares at you with guilt, upset that he has disappointed yet again as he tries to apologize but can’t say anything coherent since he is still a bit of a bliss from finally cumming.
You rolled your eyes, not caring as you leaned back down and quickly started to suck him off, making him curse out loud yet again. This is technically your first time giving head but you weren’t stupid; you read enough fanfiction to know what you need to do but you can’t help but graze the front of your teeth against his skin, making his lower waist twitch.
You could almost notice from his heavy breathing that he was about to cum yet again—how hilarious. “F-fuck, love… too much…too good…” He was practically losing his mind, feeling his harsh hands trying to grab your head but you quickly grabbed both of them and pushed them away as you sucked harder.
The white substance started to burst inside your mouth and throat, making you choke while forcing you to swallow slightly as you quickly pulled your mouth away from his dick.
You giggled, flicking his dick (Creating a small noise from Chan) as you stepped off the bed to grab a condom and lube. “Time for the main event.” You whispered to yourself as Chris just watched you in silence, unable to even talk, almost like in subspace, which was even more hilarious since he was acting so dominant about 1-2 hours ago.
You stared at him, then slowly placed my hand on his cheek, caressing it. “Are you still with me, love?” You questioned, making sure that I can continue, to which he nods, leaning into your touch, which caused you to smile wider, finding him adorable. I kissed his lips, then went back to putting the rubber on his dick and pouring lube on top of the tip, covering the whole member with lube.
“Not sure if I need to prep myself again…” You whispered, unsure, still wanting to be cautious for yourself to handle and also feel pleasure. You decided to just quickly prep yourself just incase. (Aye man, you do what you have to do.)
As minutes pass, you finish prepping yourself. You quickly got on top of his dick, hovering over as you looked down to make sure the dick was lining up where your prepped hole was as Chris just continued to stare but slowly got his mind back.
You noticed his hands slowly trying to reach towards your waist, which you didn’t stop him from, not yet.
You grabbed his member, breathing in and out from your mouth as you sank down, feeling your insides open, causing you to whimper from the stretching feeling again. “S-shit…” You whined, stopping yourself to calm down, which caused Chris to worry. “Love, you don’t need to continue, you know? We can always do your tweet another time.” “Love, be quiet.” You cut him off, shaking your head as you went back to sinking down, shutting your thighs.
Chris groans, feeling the familiar squeeze around his dick, which is still sensitive as he tries so hard to not cum just from the squeeze as he bites his lip and stares at you.
You manage to fill the whole thing inside you, trying to get used to it yet again but of course, you were still somewhat a new non-virgin. This is your second time having dick inside of you and it’s by the same man.
Of course it was quite unrealistic to make that tweet into reality as a now non-virgin with only having sex somewhat the second time if you can manage to even move and you aren’t a sex demon either, but you can’t help but dream.
With such determination, you raise your lower body up and slam it down, causing both of you to moan as you fantasize about the thought of him crying some more from you riding him to the point he literally can’t anymore, making you continue to hop up and down on his dick, feeling the tip hitting your g-spot with ease.
“You… You feel so fucking good, Chan. So good for me.” You praised, placing your hand on his chest as you started to ride him faster. “Babe…babe… Y/N…” He cries out until he feels you slow down. “NO! Stop teasing me… Not again…no more…” You hear his whines yet again as you smack his hands off your thighs.
“You are having too much fun with this. I wasn’t teasing you like this…” He looks at him with more tears spilling as he pouts. You stared at him and laughed. “Just because you didn’t do it doesn’t mean I don’t have to do it either. I enjoy this a lot. I fantasize about this a lot.” You muttered as you went back to playing with his nipples. “Oh, how I wish to cover you with hickies, handprints, and scratch marks, but you are an idol.”
You pretended to be upset and then chuckled.
“I mean, if I can’t show physical markings, I suppose I do it emotionally and mentally.” You exclaimed, almost proud from your own horny words as you went back to riding, faster and faster, then stopping, repeating like you were jacking him off or sucking him off. Everything that involves edging and teasing him makes him go insane as more tears come down.
Whimpering for you to stop edging him. “Baby, please. I..i’ve been so good, haven’t I? Please, I know you are enjoying this but i’m…i’m so sensitive…please…” He looks at you with his trademark puppy eyes.
That made your heart flutter. “Alright, alright. Sorry, pretty.” You giggled as you now continued on with the fast and pleasurable pace as usual, creating a quick release from Chris but not from you as you continued to ride him until finally cumming after.
Successful mission, but with the side effect of feeling physically tired and not being able to move any further as you lie down on top of his body with his dick still inside of you, both of you passing out.
Savannah: Did any of you hear from [Your Name]?
Antoine: Naw, bro probably knocked out
Ethan: or getting laid
Savannah: Getting laid? That virgin finally getting some dick?
Antoine: Now, not too much
Ethan: LMAO
[Y/N]: Aye, fuck y'all. My body hurts like crazy!! FUCK, is this what it's like to bottom? I mean, I read fanfics like this, so I expected it, but damn my insides!!
Savannah: Oh shit, you did get laid?
Ethan: proof or it didn’t happen
Antoine: WITH WHO?
[Y/N]: If I share who with proof, yall won’t share this with anybody, right? LIke deadass
Ethan: You making it sound scary. Is it my ex?
Savannah: [Your Name] is not interested in a bitch of your ex.
[Y/N]: Ya ex is a bitch but ANSWER MY QUESTION
Antoine: NOO we will not share shit dawg.
[Y/N]: IGHT here.
Savannah: WAIT WAIT WAIT???
Savannah: BAHNG CHRISTOPHER FUCKIN CHAN?? YOU??
Antoine: bro wears earrings to sleep
[Y/N]: You are worried about the earrings?
Ethan: WHOA WHOA DAMN. Both of you fucked each other UP
Antoine: When will this be my turn with Changbin? I wanna top him.
Savannah: Are You topping Changbin? Changbin bottom? In whose universe
Antoine: MINE MF. You guys don’t see the VISION! His titties will be JIGGLING if I fucked him
Ethan: You and Changbin tits
Antoine: I know you're not talking
Savannah: Ngl, I see it. Perhaps I peg Changbin. I’ll just make him wear a wig or something since i’m a lesbian
[Y/N]: I LOVE the way you guys quickly changed topics from me losing my virginity to Chan to yall wanting to fuck Changbin.
Ethan: Whose yall-
Antoine: WE BITCH
Savannah: Aye, congratulations though
[Y/N]: THANK YOU and Christopher says Thank you too
Ethan: HE IS READING OUR MESSAGES?
Savannah: Fuck…
Antoine: ONg? YO CHRISOTOPHER!! TELL CHANGBIN TO HIT ME UP PLEASE PLEASEE
THE END OF "D-RIDING" SERIES
Thank you for supporting this series after not updating for a very long time. I got like a bunch of drafts and some requests to do and stare at as I think very hard. Anyways, Cya!
content warnings: tender and loving sex… oh and (y/n)’s genitals are referred to as cunt/clit/etc
overview: Felix, Hyunjin, Chan and (y/n) go on a couples trip. Chan and (y/n) share their first time together in the B&B they rented all together.
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After a day of shopping around, visiting monuments and art galleries, eating the local food, Felix, Hyunjin, Chan and (y/n) made their way back to the shared B&B apartment they rented.
the apartment had a common area, which included the kitchen and a living room, and two bedrooms for the couples, to which Chan and (y/n) made their way immediately, after saying goodnight to the others who were still energised enough to spend the night awake watching movies.
As they entered the room, Chan put his and (y/n)’s shopping bags down near the door and without thinking twice he jumped on the king size bed that dominated the scenery of the bedroom.
The older layed down, face buried in the pillow, limbs stretching out, and emitted the longest sigh (y/n) had ever heard, to which he giggled.
“what’s so funny?” Chan asked, raising his head up to face (y/n).
“nothing,” (y/n) sat on the bed next to his boyfriend.
“you’re lying…” Chan whined, burying himself in the pillow again
“Come on baby,” (y/n) leaned in to have Chan’s face inches away from his. “think about if instead of making me laugh you made me cry. wouldn’t that be worse?”
Chan turned around to finally face his boyfriend, head still laying on the pillow. he giggled.
“now look who’s laughing…” (y/n) tried to get up but a hand put around his waist brought him back onto the bed.
“I wasn’t laughing,” Chan stated “I was just admiring your beauty.”
“how difficult it is to grasp at straws aye…” (y/n) smiled feeling a little hit to his arm by none other than Chan who was now face deep into the pillow again, whining.
(y/n) was finally released and able to get up from the bed. he ravaged through his belongings and picked up his pajamas, laying it neatly down onto the desk, and started stripping off his clothes.
Chan turned around, still laying on the bed, and watched closely as (y/n) started removing his pants, remaining in his boxers.
as (y/n) removed his shirt too, Chan couldn’t help but getting up from the bed, make his way to the younger and placing his hands on his boyfriend’s waist.
“what are you doing?” (y/n) giggled as Chan’s head was now buried in the crook of his neck, tickling him with his kisses.
“Can’t I appreciate my handsome boyfriend?” Chan said as he made his way down to (y/n)’s collarbones, lightly shifting the binder’s strap and leaving more kisses all over the place.
(y/n) wrapped his arms around Chan’s neck and lead him to the bed. Chan fell on top of the smaller male while moving to kiss his waist.
at the light touch of Chan’s lips on his side, (y/n) couldn’t help but let out a small, almost imperceptible moan, but not low enough for Chan not to hear.
“you like this?” Chan said looking up at (y/n) and leaving another, more pronounced, kiss in almost the same spot.
(y/n) nodded fast, as he started to feel his boxers get wetter.
Chan continued in his actions, moving from side to side, then to (y/n)’s tummy, and down to his crotch.
as if he was driven by something higher than his sense of control, Chan put his hand up to (y/n)’s still clothed core, feeling the wetness soaking through.
“(y/n)…” Chan looked up at the other male, a kind of desperation in his eyes. He mouthed some words (y/n) couldn’t quite understand, then exclaimed “I want you.”
(y/n) widened his eyes at Chan’s words and stayed silent, worry in his gaze.
“I-I-I MEAN… if you don’t want to it’s fine you don’t have to do anything don’t feel-“ Chan continued on with his rambling for a while before (y/n) shushed him down.
“I’m sorry. don’t get me wrong, I do want to. I just… this would be our first time…” the younger smiled as he cupped Chan’s face with both his hands.
Chan leaned into his boyfriend’s hand.
“don’t worry, I’ll make it extra special just for you~” Chan cooed, to then sink down onto (y/n)’s waist again, peppering it with kisses and kitty licks.
a trail of kisses was placed down to (y/n)’s core, the last ones being extra delicate over the fabric of his boxers.
“Can I?” Chan asked, tugging at the waistband of (y/n)’s underwear
(y/n) mouthed a tiny yes. Chan slowly began taking it off, showing his boyfriend’s cunt.
as (y/n)’s boxers were thrown away, Chan immediately started kissing on the younger’s clit, earning a little whine from the latter, asking for more motion.
Chan moved from (y/n)’s cunt to his face, leaving kisses all over the place as his fingers traced the outline of his boyfriend’s entrance.
“please…” (y/n) whispered between kisses. “I need you so bad” he sighed out.
Chan didn’t have to be told twice: his fingers made their way up to his sensitive clit, giving it the desired attention once again, and started tracing circles and pressing lightly.
(y/n) seriously thought he’d never felt anything quite like this with any of his past partners. this was good, too good to be true actually, and he could barely hold himself in as Chan sped up his pace.
“babe, they’ll hear us” Chan said, motioning in Hyunjin and Felix’s direction with his head.
“I’m sorry, I just… You’re too good” (y/n) covered his face, embarrassed.
“Well… let them hear then” Chan smiled as his fingers moved faster and harder on his boyfriend
that was it. he widened his eyes at the boldness of his boyfriend, moans escaped (y/n)’s mouth non-stop, louder and louder as time went, already on the brink of an orgasm.
Chan noticed every noise (y/n) made, from the loud moans to the littlest whines. he knew, and (y/n) knew he didn’t have to tell him he was about to cum. Chan gave him the okay to go ahead with a nod of his head, a small grin on his lips.
some never-ending fidgeting later, (y/n) came undone with a loud groan. Chan didn’t stop though, he traced his way down to (y/n)’s entrance, taking advantage of his wetness to insert one finger smoothly and slowly in.
once again (y/n)’s eyes went wide, he didn’t expect his boyfriend to be such a service person, but after all he didn’t mind, he closed his eyes and let the moment carry him away.
Chan started massaging the smaller man’s insides, terribly slow to let him adjust to the feeling. When he finally felt him relax around his finger, he tried inserting another one, thrusting in and out a bit faster now.
Chan gave a look at (y/n), a stripe of worried ‘is this okay?’ and ‘you like it?’ coming out of his mouth. (y/n) shushed him, took his wrist in his hands and thrusted far down, deep inside him. Chan was surprised to say the least but didn’t have to be told twice. he could feel how hard (y/n) was clenching around him, on the way to his second orgasm.
and when he finally felt it release, (y/n) took Chan’s hand out of him, chest heaving, gasping for air, asking for mercy which was granted.
Chan laid down beside his boyfriend, stroking his hair and smiling at him.
“you know we’re not done, right?” Chan asked, smirking.
“darling… I just came two times in a row. give me a minute to recover”
“this is the best part…” Chan hovered over (y/n) and made his way down once again. “you’re all over-stimulated now, and I bet I can make you cum again with my mouth” he planted a kiss over (y/n)’s clit, making him shiver in anticipation.
“let’s see then~” (y/n) put his legs on Chan’s shoulder and pulled him in dangerously close to his lower body.
and so Chan pulled out his tongue and licked a long stripe from (y/n)’s hole, through his folds and up to his clit, settling down on it with up and down movements.
(y/n)’s thoughts were clouded at this point, completely losing it at every little flick of his boyfriend’s tongue on him.
(y/n) was a whining mess, arching his back and gripping at Chan’s hair so hard whenever his pace increased.
a strange knot formed inside his lower belly. (y/n) didn’t know what it was, but in the end the knot released himself, resulting in him squirting all over Chan’s mouth, and when he realised he covered his mouth with both hands.
“I’M SO SORRY LOVE I-“ he was immediately cut off by Chan going at it again, even faster, causing him to groan loudly.
his third orgasm of the night washed over him with full force, (y/n) was convinced he wouldn’t be able to talk the next day, other than walk, that is.
Chan once again hovered over (y/n), cleaning his mouth with his arm, and kissed him deeply, cupping his face with his hand.
(y/n) could taste himself on Chan’s lips still but couldn’t care in the slightest. as the kiss went on, (y/n) went to cup Chan’s hard-on through his pants, feeling something wet.
“wait… did you-“ Chan shut him up with another kiss, a little embarrassment on his face.
“babe” (y/n) parted the kiss. “don’t be embarrassed, love”
Chan buried his face into the crook of (y/n)’s neck.
“I just… you’re so fucking hot, I couldn’t help myself…” Chan admitted, face still hidden.
the fact Chan came undone in his pants without any touching gave (y/n) a new sense of proudness. he took his boyfriend’s face in his hands and turned him to face him.
“babe, I want you inside me now” Chan widened his eyes but couldn’t help but shifting in his place, his thighs straddling (y/n)’s sides, and start stripping of his clothes.
first, his designer shirt, then his pants with his underwear altogether. (y/n) was struck by his beauty: Chan’s perfectly sculpted body, his hair that fell around his face in all the right ways, and those eyes that gazed directly into his soul.
before putting his pants away, chan took out his wallet from the back pocket and took a condom from it, putting the plastic wrap lightly in between his teeth and ripping it open, all while looking in (y/n)’s eyes.
he slid the condom onto his lenght in the blink of an eye and finally positioned himself at his boyfriend’s entrance.
“you ready, my love?” Chan asked, looking for consent and leaving the tiniest kiss on his cheeck.
(y/n) nodded eagerly, as if he was waiting for this very moment all his life. Chan pushed the latter’s legs up, feet crammed to the headboard of the bed and finally started pushing in.
Chan slowly got inside (y/n) and stayed buried to the hilt for a while to let the smaller male adjust to the feeling. when he was given permission, he started thrusting painfully slow to (y/n)’s liking, almost like he was going to break if he went harder on him.
Chan’s face was contorted by pleasure but still looking for any sign of discomfort from (y/n), which never arrived. actually, (y/n) was moaning and huffing heavily at every push, still overwhelmed by his other orgasms.
the room was filled with obscene sounds: the wetness of (y/n)’s cunt, the slapping of skin on skin which grew louder as Chan finally decided to go faster, but most importantly their moans and whines combined, growing louder as time went by.
“Chris… I can’t- take it anymore” (y/n) whined as he felt near to his release.
“Come on baby, cum for me” Chan said as he bit (y/n)’s neck to muffle his groans.
the fourth round came hitting like a truck, (y/n) felt exhausted but couldn’t yet get enough, not until Chan came too.
Chan suddenly switched positions, now having (y/n) on top of him. the younger sinked down on his shaft almost immediately and started rocking his hips back and forth against Chan’s lenght, leaning against his chest and holding onto his shoulders.
The latter grabbed onto (y/n)’s waist, helping him move and leading him in his movements. Chan threw his head back, moaning loudly and on the verge of coming. even though he tried holding back for as long as he could, the sight of his boyfriend riding him made him want to release instantly.
“dear I’m so close” Chan announced, now ramming his hips deep into (y/n).
(y/n) held onto Chan’s pecs, not moving by an inch as he let Chan do all the work, who’s movements were now hard, messy and desperate.
after a while of thrusting in and out, Chan finally came in his condom with a loud groan in unison with (y/n)’s scream of pleasure.
(y/n) collapsed onto Chan’s heaving chest, still full of Chan’s presence inside him, eyes wide and looking outside the window.
“i don’t think I’ve ever experienced anything quite like this” (y/n) admitted, slurring out his words.
Chan laughed and stroke his boyfriend’s hair, slowly pulling out his softening member. (y/n) whined at the absence.
after cuddling for a while, (y/n) tried getting up but his legs gave in and fell once again onto Chan’s body. Chan couldn’t help but laugh at his failed attempt, receiving a little punch on his arm.
another two attempts later, (y/n) regained his ability to walk, and finally made his way to the kitchen. it was dark, until someone turned the light on, blinding him.
when he opened his eyes, there were Hyunjin and Felix, leaning on the kitchen counter with a cup of tea in their hands, offering one that was sitting on the table in front if them to the younger.
“sooo…” Felix began.
“how was it?” Hyunjin continued, their synchronicity made (y/n) shiver in fear.
“wha…” (y/n)’s confused response made the couple in front of him giggle.
Hyunjin made his way to (y/n) and placed a hand on his shoulder.
“darling… they probably heard you in space. come on, you can tell us” hyunjin smirked in a sarcastic way
“yeah we had sex… what about it?” (y/n)’s face was now redder than a tomato
“finally!!” the couple said in unison, scaring (y/n) off
“you’ve been together for four months now, it was about time” Felix hugged (y/n) like a proud dad would to his son
“I’m sorry.. who are you to dictate my relationship? misters ‘we weren’t even together when we had sex the first time’?” (y/n) said, playing around with the two
“wow…” Felix exclaimed
“that’s not the point” Hyunjin put both his hands on (y/n)’s shoulders now
“How is Channie in bed?” Felix suggested.
“Well…” Felix and Hyunjin waited impatiently for the answer.
“He’s good”
“Just… Good?” the two exclaimed, disappointed.
“I mean… He was so caring and I…” (y/n) reached for his cup of tea, while the two followed him with their eyes.
“I came like… five times…” there was a pause, then the two of them started jumping around happily.
“FIVE????” they stopped as they realized what (y/n) just said.
“yeah… what about it?” (y/n) asked innocently.
“what a freak” Felix said, sipping on his tea. Hyunjin and (y/n) turned to face him, worry in their eyes.
“He’s right behind me, isn’t he”
Chan stood behind felix, arms crossed, disappointment in his eyes.
“Leave him alone.” Chan said seriously, and took a bottle of water from the fridge.
he then waited for (y/n) to come with him back to the bedroom, and he followed ahead. when Chan was turned around completely, he signaled to the two he would tell them all the next day.
and so the night went on, Chan and (y/n) fell asleep almost immediately in each other’s embrace while Hyunjin and Felix were still plotting how to get more info from the other two.
I came back!
this was sooooo self indulgent I’m sorry
likes comments and reblogs are much appreciated !!
(Boss) christopher bahng chan x (Worker) gender neutral reader
warning: I'm still bad at writing sex/smut so uhh go easy on me please, possibly hardcore smut (consensual if you squint), neck-tie bondage, public area sex, degrading, hint of praises if you squint, anal penetration, wrong use of pens, anal sex, breath play, slightly anal training, begging, dacryphilia, discipline, gagging (a bit), face fucking, face slapping, sadist, masochist, control, domination, rimming, possibly dumbification whatever that word is, and 'sir' kink.
author's note: So, I know it has been possibly years. I'm not consistent at all and I lied quite a lot so here is a post. I'm still not good at writing smut, never will be. Along with that, I might even rewrite some of my stories or finally work on people's request/contiue with parts of the story as best as I can. Things have been going a lot for me mentally and emotionally so I hope you understand, too much as happend. Thank you for understanding adn I hope you enjoy. (plus--upgrades, I finally know how to make the text fade and stuff with research)
grammar warning because I still suck even though I proofread this.
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PART ONE | PART TWO (coming soon)
Christopher, also known as 'Mr. Bahng' to others, likes to take his job seriously and doesn't stand when people waste their time slacking off. He expects his workers to have a hardworking energy, not be lazy, always be on time, and get the work in as soon as possible.
If he does see any of these traits not happening, he won’t hesitate to punish them by lowering their pay, which is better than automatically getting fired on the spot as a warning to the other workers to step their game up.
He knows what he wants and he will get it.
If you want to work for him, you should behave and listen. Do what you are told to do.
That’s what he desires, so he expects his workers to act as is, correct?
Wrong. It seems one of the workers has been slightly slacking off. Of course he would notice. Why wouldn’t he? You even knew he was watching yet you didn’t care.
Almost like you were testing him.
Throughout the week you keep finding ways to just anger him just slightly. It was small yet simple. The paperwork always gets turned in at the last minute when he expects his workers, like yourself, to always turn it in on time. That’s what he expects yet you don’t do that half of the time.
So, he lowers your pay just a bit—expecting you to stop but it just makes you mess with him even more.
You arrive late most of the time.
Which was another thing that he hates. He expects his worker to come in on time unless reasoned through text or email but he hasn’t received anything from you at all.
You walk inside the company like you didn’t care if your pay got twice as low. You didn’t care how the workers glanced at you in shock, and you didn’t care how Christopher just glared at you like he was ready to yell at you at any minute.
Your co-workers around you always questioned why you act the way you act but you just shrugged, not giving a full answer, which confused them even more. They were all expecting you to get fired on spot but it never happened, it’s always lowering the pay so why was it different for you?
Of course they don’t question their boss; I mean, who has the balls to even do that?
Now, that’s when you draw the line.
Napping.
He hates when his workers sleep on the job; that means you plan to do nothing else but chill. He would rather have you be late and turn in assignments late than just slack around with napping and snores.
That’s what you did.
You had the audacity to take a nap in an important meeting that he assigned for everyone to listen to, but you chose to rest your head on the wooden brown table with your black stroller chair rolling back slightly from your posture.
One of your workers tried waking you up but all you did was go back to sleep.
It angered him so much, he waited for everyone to leave the meeting room, which leftjust you and him alone.
You were still napping, not knowing everyone had left but you and Christopher so when you felt someone gripping your shoulder, you just assumed it was that same co-worker again trying to wake you up so you smacked their hand away without thinking. That’s until you felt a harsh grip on your shoulder, causing you to jolt up, hissing in pain.
“What the fuck?” You grumbled, looking up to see your boss staring at you with a cold expression. He then gripped the fabric of your blazer, forcing you to get up from the chair and dragged you to his office with you telling him to let go.
When he stepped inside his office room with you in his grip, he quickly slammed you against the wall; your head smacked somewhat harshly against the venetian plaster (marble wall technically) wall, making you groan in pain, glaring at him. The door behind you two closes shut so anyone doesn’t peep in and hear.
“What the fuck is your problem?”
“My problem? Don’t be naive; you know what my fucking problem is.”
You stared at him as you tried to hold in a small chuckle, not taking him seriously. “Well, Boss. I don’t know what you are talking about.” You smirked, watching his face distort into anger as he lets you go and slowly walks to his office, fixing his light blonde (or silver/white) hair, slicking it back to calm his nerves and patience with you.
He steps around his desk, pulling his chair out to take a seat. His hands were resting on his desk as one of his hands grabbed a black pen, fiddling around with it around his fingers.
“Come here, sit down.” He commands you, but you didn’t move. He bit the inside of his cheek, slamming his fist on the desk. “I need you to fucking listen—sit down, now, [Your Name]. I’m not joking with you.” The slamming of his fist startled you, making you almost afraid as you slowly walked to his desk, grabbed the chair in front of him, and sat down.
He stares at you, making you look everywhere but at him.
He noticed.
“Look at me, [your name].” He ordered again, but you were too scared to look at him, which he finds stupid. You had the confidence to piss him off, but now you are scared? What a damn brat.
“You know what, be that way.” He grumbled, still fiddling around with the black pen on his fingers. “You keep messing with me and this job. You know how many fuck-ups you have done. [your name]? I keep lowering your pay, expecting you to behave like anyone else, but you choose to keep acting like a damn fucking child and fuck with me over and over again.”
The more he speaks, the more he tries to hold onto his anger as he continues to stare at you.
“Then, at that damn meeting. You knew it was important, but what did you decide to do? Come on, tell me, you little shit. Tell me what exactly you did to be here, at my fucking office getting scolded by me, yeah?” He questions you. Your lips quiver, wanting to answer, but you couldn’t. The emotions within you made you feel weak.
“Are you too scared to answer? How pathetic. Come on, be brave. You were so confident 10 minutes ago but now you want to act like a pussy?” He insults you; he has every right to insult you after the way you acted.
“I… I took a nap in the meeting…” You managed to let out, however quietly, stumbling with your words.
“What did you say? Speak up. I hate when people are too quiet to answer. Speak like you mean it.”
“I took a nap!” You shouted to have him listen, now slightly annoyed from his almost taunting tone. Christopher stares at you in silence, then nods. “Exactly. You seem to enjoy getting punished because no matter what I do, like lowering your pay, you continue on doing this. I should fire you.” He said, which finally made you look at him.
“Then why haven’t you fired me? You tend to fire people on the spot without hesitation yet i’m still here.” You questioned, which he hummed, not giving you an answer just yet.
Suddenly, he set his black pen down and gestured for you to come closer to him, wanting you to circle around his desk to be near him. You stared at him confused but obeyed as you slowly got up and walked around near to where he was at, hesitating and wondering what he will say or do.
He got up from his seat, placed his hand on the back of your neck and slammed you down on his desk, making you bend over with your lower body facing him. You gasped, squirming around to hopefully free yourself from him but couldn’t—he was too strong.
He watched you squirm, licking his lips as he enjoyed having you powerless and immobile because of him. He leans down; you can feel his hard crotch touching your behind as he breathes against your neck and then whispers behind your ear. “Yeah, I wonder too.”
That’s all he said as your hand gripped Christopher arms which he scoffed at, rolling his eyes as he tugged his necktie loose with his other hand, bit into the cloth, and then grabbed your arm along with your other arm to keep you steady.
He needed to tie you up properly so he let go of your neck and tried to tie your hands but you kept squirming while also trying to stand back up but he stopped you, slamming your body back down with his hand, and then got back to work on tying your hands with his necktie, carefully and perfectly tying a tight knot to keep you from touching him or even yourself.
You whine, trying to break loose again, but he just laughs at you, making you feel humiliated yet also turned on from his actions. “Did you have to tie me up?” You asked.
“It’s your punishment, so you better listen carefully, or things will get harder for you but better for me, okay?” He advised you, feeling his hands reaching up to your neck, then grabbing them to make you look up at him. “You understand, right?” You quickly nodded, but he squeezed your neck slightly, making you gasp. “I expect words, [your name], no nods, no hums, just words. You understand?”
“F-fuck, yes. I’m sorry. Yes, sir.” You quickly apologize, whimpering as he lets go of your neck and then slowly trails down your spine with his fingers, leaving you to shiver from his simple touch.
“What to do with you? You pissed me off so bad I can think of thousands of ways to fuck you up and have you actually listen to me, but since I’m nice, I’ll keep it vanilla for you.” He mutters, placing his hand on your ass cheek and slapping it, making you hiss.
“Count for me.” He commands, not wasting time as he spanks you again, making you scream slightly from the harsh slapping, not counting at all how many times he goes back to grabbing your neck as a warning. “I said count. Can’t hear me or something?”
“I’m sorry, please…” You whined as he smacked your butt again, making you count. Feeling small tears trickling down on your face.
It went on for a good 20 minutes, then he finally stopped. “There, you actually listened to me this time.” He said as he made your head lean up again to see tears flowing, practically crying, which made him laugh and smirk. “Awee, are you in pain? It was a punishment, and you took it so well, yeah? You should be happy that it’s over.” He teases as you just whimpered, feeling his hand let go of your neck and then go to the lining of your pants—unzipping and pulling them down harshly, leaving you in your underwear.
You sobbed out of embarrassment, wanting to cover up but also wanting more as you squirmed as he just watched you move your ass side to side for him to enjoy.
“How cute…” He whispers to himself, pulling the lining of the boxers and then letting go, creating a small ‘smack’ sound from it, making you jolt and sob. “Please, no more of that…” You begged, wanting something else that doesn’t involve spanking.
“Don’t tell me what to do, you brat. You think you deserve something else besides just a spanking, huh? Come on, beg to me. You want more, yeah?” He continues to taunt you, rubbing your butt cheek slowly. “You know how to beg, right? You just did when you wanted no more of spanking. Beg.”
You shook your head; you are too embarrassed. You just wanted him to just do it without having you speak but he wasn’t having it.
“You are so fucking irritating. When I tell you to do something, I want you to fuckin listen yet you too stupid to even follow my orders yet you want more. You expect more but you aren’t saying shit.”
He then lets go of your butt, making you shake your head and whimper a small ‘no’ to him.
“No? No what? You want me to continue on touching you, am I right?” He smiles at you, to which you nod in response. He stares at you, walking to be in front of you, and then smacks your face, not harshly, making you frown.
“Don’t frown. You keep forgetting what I said so let me repeat it to you.” He snarks, gripping your head slightly. “I expect you to use your voice when you talk to me. You got that? This is your last warning. If I don’t hear a single word from you, you’ll get more spankings until you get numb, you got that?” He warns, and you open your eyes in shock, shaking your head.
“Oh no, don’t shake your head. That means you don’t understand. Use your words.”
“Please, I..i don’t want that. Please, i’m sorry. I want more; I want to feel you, sir. Please, please fuck me. I deserve your punishments, please…” You begged and begged, causing him to smile but not letting go of your head.
You watch him carefully, noticing his fingers lowering down to his pants, unbelting and unzipping to let his dress pants loose. You bit your lip in anticipation, already opening your mouth, your tongue sticking out, ready to suck him off.
He noticed that but didn’t comment on it as he pulled down both his pants and boxers, leaving his hard cock loose, the tip already coming out with small bits of pre-cum for you to swallow and his thick balls saggy and ready to be touched. “You know what to do, don’t you? You can take it.” He said, grabbing his shaft as he walks up closer to your face, feeling your breath against the tip of his cock.
He hums, circling his tip around your mouth teasingly, smearing the salty pre-cum around your lips like lip gloss, and then, without a warning, he inserts his dick inside your mouth to your throat, making you choke immediately. He stares at you emotionless, as if you were nothing but his toy to let his anger out on.
He then pulls out slowly, making you catch some air until he plunges his cock back into your throat. He groans while you try to catch some air everytime he pulls away, feeling fresh, new tears running down your face.
He watches you while you stare at him, letting him fuck your face like a slut in his office room for anyone to walk in and see.
“F-fuck~ so good. Feels so good, so hot. Sucking me off well…” He praised as he continued to face-fuck you. You felt happy that he was enjoying himself, almost forgetting it was a punishment from your actions. There were moments when he smacked your face as he continued to fuck your throat to a pace of his enjoyment and for you to take without any complaints, making you whimper as more tears flowed down, touching the skin of his cock to the floor.
You then felt his cock twitch inside your throat, making you to moan, sending vibrations through his dick. He moans from the feeling as he cum inside of your mouth, causing you to gag from the feeling of your throat feeling filled, forcing you to swallow every ounce of it until he finally lets go of his dick from your mouth. Some of the sticky substance lands on your lips, the edge of the desk, and the floor.
“Good job listening to me so well. I think you earn an award, correct?” He questioned, which I nodded to, and then stopped to fix myself by speaking. “Yes, yes, yes, please!”
“So excited…” He comments on my energy. “Almost forgetting this was a punishment, let’s not forget that.”
He walks back around to where your ass was still facing, giving it a small smack. “Prepping…” He mutters, opening your cheeks wider to look at your rim that was practically blinking at him, almost ready for him. “Prepping...” He mutters the word again as he stares at the back of your head and then back at your hole.
He lets go of one of your cheeks to open his desk drawer to take out a bottle of lube and a small box next to the lube. You didn’t know what he was doing besides knowing he was going to prep you. You can’t even see behind you so it felt almost scary.
He ripped the box with both his hands, then grabbed the items that were inside the box, and then opened the cape to pour lube into the items that he was holding. He smirks mischievously, then chuckles. “I’ve wanted to try this. Luckily they aren’t my favorite pens.”
You froze, confused about what he was talking about. “I-i’m sorry. Pens?” You repeated the last part of his sentence until you felt something cold and skinny inserting inside your hole, forcing a small his from your lips.
It felt off and you know damn well his fingers aren’t skinny. You seen it a couple of times to know he works out, along with having thick fingers. This isn’t it.
“W-wait, sir—what are you doing?” I questioned until I felt another ‘supposedly’ finger insert inside of me, which would practically be two fingers when it comes to prepping but it doesn’t seem to be the case, as he keeps on inserting more and more.
“Sir, please! What are you putting in me?” Your voice was raised, confused, worried, and curious, which made him chuckle at your persistence in wanting to know what it was. “Have you not listened when I mention ‘pens,’ [your name]?” He smirks, stuffing 17 skinny black pens inside of your hole, not moving them yet as you felt your rim getting stretched. You hissed, whined, and groaned from the weird feeling.
“Pens? Why pens? Why not your fingers? Fuck, I don’t want pens!” You complained, squirming and shaking your head. He sighs, grabbing your waist, making you turn around to look at him face-to-face while holding the pens to stay inside of you. “Stop complaining; I rather hear you beg than complain. I told you this is a punishment, didn’t I? Plus, I don’t like wasting stuff so these pens that I hate will be useful for this occasion.” He stated, not backing down with this idea of prepping you with pens.
“You are fucking weird—” He quickly cuts you off with his hands on your mouth as he fucks you with the pens he shoved up your ass. You groaned through the palms of his hand as he just watched you take the pens inside your tight ass.
He bit his lip, now playing with your lips with his thumb, then shoving three fingers down your throat as he continues to penetrate you with his pen, then throws the pen down to the ground, tugs his now wet fingers from your mouth, and then shoves them inside your somewhat gaping hole. He puts one hand on your throat this time, gripping it tightly as he fucks your gushy walls, making you moan.
His fingers twisting, hitting the right spot, forcing the desk to move from his fast and harsh movements.
“S-sir, FUCK~ PLease please, so good so good. I need you inside, please please!” You begged and whined, wanting more. Wanting to touch him but your hands were still tied from his necktie, leaving you only relying on him.
“Ohh fuck, ohh god…”
“You like that, huh? You like the way my thick fingers fuck this tight hole?” You nodded and moaned some more, feeling the insides of your stomach churning and your waist shuddering, an indication that you were about to cum.
Just a few more hard pumps, and then finally you came.
He pulled his fingers out, watching the white liquid stick around his fingers and some drip to his dark wooden floor as he licked it clean with his mouth, then shoved his fingers to your mouth, forcing you to taste your own cum, making you groan harshly.
“Like how you taste?” He questions, his eyes staring at you as he watches you suck his fingers off like your life depends on it. “Sucking them so hard like you were sucking on my fat cock, are you that desperate?” He teased, taking his fingers off from your mouth.
You huffed, staring at him, looking pathetic and wanting more. So greedy.
He slaps your left ass cheek, then sighs. “I hope you aren’t tired, [your name], because this cock right here…” He grabs his cock, tapping his member against your thigh, flinging it up and down slightly. “Needs your body badly. You will let me, yes?” You nodded, wanting his cock from the beginning when he bandaged you with his necktie.
“Good. You are so good for me.”
Hello, I like to also update that I might make special one shot short smut stories for ftm reader, male reader, and female reader (rare moment since I don't usually make female readers unless it's gender neutral). Just a small one shot smut if I can think of any scenarios.
Anyways, I hope you enjoy it and I'm sorry again for being absent for so long.
If you want to be @ for part 2 and have any questions for me, let me know! Anyways, bye everyone.
So, um. Yes! I'm actually still alive and, well, lurking around from time to time...reading...aha.
Never thought I would get this anonymous message after being gone like a year or so.
College has been very stressful though I DID plan on making like a gift for y'all like a story: Bangchan x Male reader however I kinda discard that as I got other requests that I promised to make...
Uhhh, I will be (IDK) coming back 💀 maybe... eventually.
I will comeback and possibly caring the SKZ X ftm readers or wtv.
when will you continue part 3 of 'riding the d'? Just curious hehe
My posting streaks are HORRIBLE so I would be lying if I said I am going to make part 3, however, I do have it saved in my drafts 😔🙏🏽 I been lying and said that I will post more...I'm a clown (I'm so SORRYYYY)
Y'all most really like that story, sht was kinda ass 💀👍🏽
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Summary: You are both roommates, you are stressed and need some relief and Felix being the best man he is, helps you by asking him for help.
Theme: Smut, is kinda short, comedy, fluff, kinda cringe
(This is all for fanfic, not real, yeah)
Warning: You don't have a bottom surgery however it is called a 'Dick'. Mentions of your dick being as Folds/Core but not as much. Practically Felix giving you a mighty good stress relief head and handjob. Kinda lazy but not...the grammar might be very bad. It's practically just Felix giving you oral, a handjob, and the end. You called him a good boy a few times. Hair pull and Head control (Felix receiving)
Author note: I finally made and posted something after all of these years...
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College was stressing you out; it was your junior year of college, and finals were coming up. You spend your days cramped in your room studying besides stepping out to get something to eat while your roommate, Felix, sits on the couch eating popcorn while watching his fifth movie, not bothered to notice your presence, not like you care anyway.
You and Felix have been roommates for 2–3 years; technically, You both are best friends. You both thought living in an apartment together would be fun so you both did exactly that, sharing half of the money to pay the rent.
He knew you were a transgender man when you first came out to him around your freshman year, giving him a heads up just in case he wanted to switch roommates; however, Felix stayed, not caring about gender, sexuality, etc. He was honestly chill with it, so you both got along right away, along with your hobbies and interests.
You wasted your hours writing notes, reading, and not giving a single break, making you stressed and in need of relief.
So, you pause the alarm as you lean back from your chair, staring at the ceiling, sighing from the headache that is making you rub circles on the sides of your forehead, hoping the ache can disappear.
“I need to get laid.” You whispered to yourself as you looked down at your shorts, having the urge to just touch yourself—something to release the stress—so you did. You rubbed the lining of your boxers where your dick was feeling a bit of pleasure, filling your body and making you sigh.
It wasn’t much, it wasn’t enough; you needed more, but that’s all you got. You continued until Felix, the gentleman he is, barged into your room without even knocking as he stared at you in quite shock.
You stopped what you were doing as you stared back, looking at him with a huge, concerned expression on your face.
“Felix, first of all...”
“I am so so so so sorry! It’s just that the movie I watched pissed me off, and I had to rant to someone, so I thought it was a good idea to rant it out to you since you are here and doing work, so I thought, ” Felix rambles while blushing furiously as he tries not to look at where your hand is placed.
“Okay, Felix, first of all, please stop talking.” Felix immediately obeys, shutting his mouth as he just slowly blinks at you.
“2nd, you should've knocked; you never know what I'm doing.”
Felix frowns a bit as he looks to the side as he gets scolded by you.
“3rd, since you are here, I do need help.” Now that caught Felix's attention as he looked back at you, processing what you meant as he slowly turned red again.
“You want my help? I- uhh…” He stutters, causing you to just laugh at his sputtering.
“Come on, Felix, I know you want to at least touch me. Do you think I haven't noticed the way you looked at me or around my ex-lovers every time they kissed me? You bet you even wish you were them…”
“But better.”
You looked at Felix as he stared at you, licking his lips.
“Yes, maybe. If you help me, that is... Unless you can’t prove it, then that's fine. I'll find another way.”
Felix quickly shakes his head as he walks up to you, getting on his knees as he looks up at you for your permission to continue.
You nodded as you felt his hands reach through your shorts, pulling them down. He notices how wet you are from your boxers as he licks his lips one more time, his fingers teasing the lining of your dick, which causes you to shimmer in his touch.
“Come on, Felix, be a good boy for me. I’m desperate and in need of relief, you know that?” Felix blushes again at the pet name you have given him as he just nods, grabbing onto your boxers, pulling them down, and finally revealing your wet dick.
Felix gulps as he brings back his fingers and starts touching around the wet folds, then to your sensitive dick from all of the rubbings you did. You moaned slightly, biting your lip as you stared down at the man, touching and touching.
His fingers rubbed your dick up and down, giving you a handjob. As his other hand moves his hair away, he gets ready to suck you off, but it keeps on coming back to the front, irritating the poor man.
So, being the nice roommate you are, you grabbed onto his hair and pulled back for him, almost taking control of his head. He moans from the stretch of his hair as he mumbles a ‘thank you’.
You felt his head leaning in from you, holding his hair in place, reaching through your dick, giving it a few kitty licks until he finally opened his mouth wider as he sucked your dick, making you moan, finally feeling the relief you needed.
He was trying to multitask with his fingers rubbing your dick and his head giving you a good suck.
His eyes were staring up at you, moaning from the pleasure that he was giving you, and he even felt himself getting confident from his actions, as he had never had sex before or something like this, so he was happy to see you enjoying it.
Your bottom hips move as you feel the sudden urge to take control of his head, wanting him to go faster, so you do.
Firstly, you grip his hair, pulling his head back as his tongue was a bit out, staring at you confused, whimpering a bit from the loss of contact with his mouth to your dick.
You smiled as you leaned in, kissing his forehead and then his cheek, praising him for how good he was making him smile.
“Felix, do you mind letting me take control of your head?” Felix shakes his head.
“No, darling, do you ever want, please?” You smiled as you pulled his head back to your dick, feeling his mouth already back into action as you kept his head in there, moving his head around for a bit.
“Just tap my thigh when you need a breather, alright?”
His humming response vibrated through your core, making you moan slightly.
“Fuck, you're so good at this, Felix. I almost feel like you are a natural, just for me. What good you are.
He tapped your thigh for a breather. You pulled his head out to let him breathe as you noticed a bit of a wet spot on his sweatpants.
You smirked, commenting on it, teasing him. "Oh, look, you even came untouched; how cute! Just from all of my praises.
Felix looks away out of embarrassment.
“No need to be embarrassed; it’s cute, like I said. Now, let’s go back; I’m almost there.” Felix nodded as you pushed his head back in.
Felix sucked harder and faster, rubbing your dick at such a quick pace that you almost felt like you were in heaven. It was too good.
“Fuck, fuck~ Felix, I’m about to come!” You moaned as you tried to pull his head back, but he wouldn’t budge. He continued until you came.
Felix pulled back a bit, as some of the substance was on his face. He licks around as he stares at the state you are in.
You sighed, feeling your legs twitch a bit.
“Did I do good?”
You nodded as you took the tissue that was on your desk and wiped its face off.
“You did so well; I'm so proud of you. You are better than my exes.” You smiled as you gave him more kisses. “Thank you, Felix.”
I need to stop going to the store for some milk and never coming back- i be lying to yall so hard im SO SORRY but yeah im actually writing something right now ummm it ain't the request but I will after this- imma eat hopefully.
Besides that, I had like 3-4 mental breakdowns because LOL imma be wearing a (forced to wear a) DRESS, imma just telling people im femboy. Imma just hope I look good, fuck it
Anyway let me lock back in. A spoiler warning is a random OC x ftm reader
Reblog to let your followers know that they’re safe from jumpscares/screamers/etc from you on April 1st but they are NOT safe from getting boop’d like an idiot amen
