Hello! I'm Intersectionals1ut aka Angel (Any/All pronouns), a 23 year old butch transfem.
Switch & Verse | Polyam | Pansexual
System - Alter intros here (this system identifies as genderfluid and has men in it, if you have "men DNI" on your profile don't follow me)
DMs are off limits to non-mutuals. I am not afraid of the block button. Everyone feel free to send Asks though :3
This is a horny/kink blog so PLEASE MDNI!!
I like & follow from @neogramscian-punk
Some kinks I like:
Sadism / Masochism
Submission / Dominance
CNC / Somno
Breeding
Bondage / Tying
Intox (NOT feederism)
Free Use
Royalty Kink
Med Fet (as a sub)
Pet Play / Puppy Play
Primal / Hunter / Hunted
Exhibitionism / Voyerism
Blood
Hierophillia (less so, but ty to my sub & my dom for this one)
Limits / Stuff I don't wanna interact with:
DMs. Again, they are CLOSED
Body Excretion (Vomit, Scat, Piss, etc.)
Forced Feeding / Feederism
Feet. Any mentioning or showing of them.
Pregnancy
Detrans
DNI:
Racists, ableists, homophobes, transphobes, sexists/intersexists, etc.
Minors
If you have "men DNI" in your bio, I will not feel safe with you, and will likely block. (There are men / men adjacent alters in this system)
More About Me:
I have 3 lovely partners, one who's predominantly my dom, and one who's predominantly my sub, and one who's my switch. While I'm a verse, I am top leaning.
Tags I Use:
#my dom - posts/reblogs directed at or for my dom
#my sub - posts/reblogs directed at or for my sub
#my switch - posts/reblogs directed at or for my switch
#bookmarks - posts I'm saving for later use
#bookshelf - smut fics I enjoy or plan to read soon
Using you like a toy while I continuously praise you, "good boy, such a good boy", “you’re such a good little toy aren’t you baby?”, “who’s my good little slut?”. Praising you over and over while I use you like a little slut. Isn’t this what you want? Being good for me, pleasing me?
I got to suck my femmes strap and ugh I think I'm obsessed actually. The way they look down at me, while I look back up into their eyes, tongue teasing the tip of her dick before I take it as deep as I can, choking on her. Then the way her eyes roll back as I bob my head up and down, grinding the strap into their clit.
Anyways now I need more smut about a sub butch choking on their femmes dick like yesterday please and thank you.
I can't wait to get better at taking her dick down my throat <3
"Oh my god, oh my god!" You grip the back of her head as her tongue swirls between your legs. "It-it's so good, oh my god, mmmhh, m-mom!"
"Oh?" She suddenly stops. Your stomach turns. Fuck, you ruined the mood. She's never going to do this with you again, she might never want to do anything with you again. "What was that?" You struggle to look at her. She's so pretty, her face is so soft, your wetness is so pretty on her lips, fuck, you've ruined this.
"N-nothing." Maybe she didn't hear you, maybe you can brush this over. Would it really be okay to lie to her like that? Pretend you didn't say what you said?
"Come on." Her voice takes on a stern tone. Your stomach turns again, faster and harder this time. "Don't lie to your mother." A smile spreads across her lips. Shock, then relief, then bright pink embarrassment and... "Oh my god you're throbbing, I wasn't quite sure if I heard you right, but it looks like you really do need a mother's touch, don't you?"
a young butch bites off more than he can chew when he joins a violent gang controlling the highways in central oklahoma.
individual chapter warnings will come soon. general content warning for graphic depictions of rape, death, gore, unsanitary and unsafe sex, very weird and unhealthy relationships, and copious daddy kink shit.
Either you were drunk, or the man across the music hall’s eyes were glowing. But then again, both can be true.
A sweet yellow warmth contrasted with the chill of how his gaze pierced through you as he watched every little movement. The way your fingers fiddled with one of your rings, how your throat bobbed when you swallowed nervously. You weren’t even focused on the blaring music anymore, not able to tell the difference between the rumble of the drums and the thump of your own heart, frozen in place like a rabbit caught in the eyes of a wolf.
The room felt too small, the waves of human bodies nudging you making you want to scream, feet itching to bolt. The second the man blinked, even that half second was enough to break the spell, you bolted for the door. Breath coming out in soft but laboured breaths as you ran down the stairs, just barely keeping yourself from tumbling.
You didn’t stop until you made it outside to the cold air of the night, panting as you hid around the corner. You poor thing, so focused on the danger you escaped to notice anything about your surroundings. Too drunk to be aware of the two men down the alley in which you were in the mouth of, hand to your chest as you tried to calm down your racing heart. You only noticed you weren’t alone when you heard the metallic clang of a can being kicked by a boot, the men stalking closer. Jumping in place, startled from your panicked reverie as your head snapped towards them, nothing more than shadows moving in the darkness. The street lamp casting just enough light to see the hooded figures moving slowly closer as you stumbled back.
Too clumsy and a little too drunk to stop yourself from falling to the ground, your palm being cut on the jagged gravel as you fumbled to keep yourself up. Scrambling back before the air left your body, two yellow orbs catching your eye from behind the shoulder of the closest man.
The two men were dragged back into the darkness of the alley, rustling of clothes and the thunk of bodies hitting the ground. Before long, you heard the slick ripping of flesh, cracking of bones and gurgling of bloodied screams dying in the throats of mutilated men. Your hands shaking as you froze in fear, whimpering softly before you saw the yellow eyes lock on you from knee height just 7ft away.
The… creature stalked closer, moving slowly in an attempt not to scare you more than you already were. When the streetlight hit him, you saw long dark hair with the tips wet with blood, glasses low on his nose, lips parted with crimson dripping down his chin, sharp canines just peaking from his lips. The darkened skin making his yellow eyes all the more prominent, black clothing making him melt into the alley shadows behind him.
You made no move to run when he reached out to you, the larger hand being so gentle as it moved to cup your face, calloused thumb running across your lip, a smear of blood in its wake. His grip slipped down to your bloodied hand, looking up at you from under eyelashes as he dipped his head down, long tongue gently licking from the base of your palm to the ridge of one of your rings. Your heart beating too fast, head getting dizzy from the sight of your own blood gathered on his tongue, the last thing you heard before passing out was a soft and low.
“Shhhh~”
-
You didn’t know what time it was.
Black out curtains making the unknown hotel room all the more ominous. Shooting up from the bed with a gasp, eyes widened and trying to see in the darkness. A soft click made you jump as a soft lamp light dimly lit the room, illuminating the figure in the corner of the room. The yellow eyes that seemed to be all too familiar to you at this point, the only thing that gave you the slightest bit of comfort. Your racing heart slowly calming down the longer you held eye contact, he watched as the muscles in your body slowly relaxed. If you were in your right mind, you’d wonder why the creature who once terrified you now made you feel at home, like nothing was wrong when he was around. You’d also wonder why your neck was tender and slightly aching, why you felt freshly showered.
But there wasn’t a single thought in your head.
Not as he stepped closer, cupping your cheek so lovingly before guiding you to stand up. His other hand slid down to the small of your back, inching under the fabric so he could feel your skin under his hands. Nuzzling into the crook of your neck so he could brush his lips against the mark on your throat, his lips trailing higher in a slow, torturous pace, making your knees feel weak. He moved you so you were gently pushed against the wall, so plaint in his grip. His thumb brushing your skin as he looked over you, eyes lingering on the healed puncture marks on your throat. His body pressed flush against yours as his lips pressed the softest kiss to the corner of your mouth, a pleased thrill running through him at the sight of your hazy eyes.
He cradled the back of your head so gently before closing the distance between the two of you, and the second his lips pressed against yours, the tension left your body. Melting against him as his lips moved in a slow and enchanting pace, his tongue sliding across your lower lip, waiting for you to part your lips so his tongue could slide next to yours. Your soft moan spilling into his mouth as his tongue gently swirled with yours, your brain getting foggy as the warmth filled your body, feeling so eager to be flush against him.
He broke the kiss with a little grin, looking down to you as soft pants of breath left you, looking up at him with such a dazed affection. Keeping his eyes on yours as his hand moved to undo his belt, his strong hand adding pressure to coax you to slip to your knees.
You obeyed without second thought, sinking to your knees, blinking up at him with submissive eyes as his hand slipped to your hair gently. The night light in the bathroom behind him caught your eye, just able to see a bloodied hand sticking out from the hotel tub, making your eyes widen.
“Shh shh shh, love~ eyes up here”
A sweet rumble of a voice filling your ears as his hand guided you to look at him again, bringing your attention in the right direction.
“I’m here now… no need to worry your little head..”
A soft sigh leaving him as he gently tugged down the hem of his boxers, freeing himself from the confines. A gasp leaving your lips at the size, a slight bolt of fear running through you, not sure if you’d be able to take it all. Your fears snipped before they even fully formed, his hand cradling the back of your head as his other hand took a hold of himself, slowly pumping his hand over his cock, the head barely brushing your lips.
“Just sit pretty, pet… you’re safe with me”
Your lips parting without a second thought as his words calmed you, keeping your eyes on his as he slowly pushed his hips forward, the back of your head gently pressed to the wall behind you. He barely pushed to the back of your throat before you were gagging softly, eyes brimming with tears as he slid a little deeper. Your hand scrambling to grip the side of his thigh, nails biting the fabric of his jeans as he murmured soft praises, fingers gentle in your hair.
“That’s it~ through your nose, love…”
He took his time, letting you get used to the size as he slowly rocked his hips, starting to push in and out of your mouth. You couldn’t help but gag around him a little but soon your throat relaxed. Letting him push deeper as he nestled further down, the groan that spilled from his lips made your eyes flutter. No thoughts in your head as you let him cradle your head in both hands, pulling back just enough for the head of his cock to be left between your lips before pushing back in.
Choking around him more as he pushed all the way in, tears spilling down your cheeks as your eyes stayed on his, even while your nose got pressed into the thatch of dark hair below his abdomen. Squirming a little in his grip before his fingers tightened in your hair, a silent warning that you wouldn’t be let go until you stayed still. Your nails digging into the meat of his thighs as you tried to breathe through your nose, finally relaxing your throat enough.
Your gaze flicked up to his, a comfort washing through your body as his yellow eyes met yours, a little smile on his lips as he murmured.
“Just like that, darling~”
He held your head in place as he started to move his hips back and forth, building up a rhythm. Making sure you took it as deep as you could, making you choke on him just so he could watch the way the tears welled in your eyes. And yet, you stayed so obediently still, letting him take what he wanted because for the first time in years, you felt safe. Even as his cock bruised your throat, you felt so loved with your head cradled in his hands.
He guided you, telling you to hollow your cheeks, to use a bit more teeth, his groans and pants of breath getting louder as you felt him pulse in your throat. He head tilted back as his grip in your hair tightened, his eyes half lidded as his thrusts got more eager, tears streaming down your cheeks. His noises were music to your ears as you gave in to the sensations, letting the submissive craving take over you, clinging to his thighs almost in desperation to be closer. And when you felt his hips stutter forward, pressing as deep in your throat as he could, you melted against the wall.
Eyes fluttering as you felt him pulse on your tongue, spilling down your throat with an unholy groan.
“F-Fuck~”
Making an electric jolt run through you, a heat pool between your thighs as you swallowed around him on instinct. A sweet moan leaving him as you took it all, watching you with loving eyes as he only pulled back when he felt himself softening. You were mentally hazy, eyes half lidded and lips parted as you panted, watching him tuck himself back in his jeans, leaving to slip into the bathroom, hearing the faucet running. He came back and gently cleaned your face with a warm wash cloth, all while looking at you with so much fondness in his eyes. Drying your cheeks before guiding you up off the floor, taking a moment to strip the both of you down to your underwear, all while pressing gentle kisses to the skin of your shoulder, one of his hands rubbing your back. He opened the soft sheets for both of you to slip under, your body relaxing the second he crawled in behind you, the contact of his skin against yours making you feel a peace you hadn’t felt in years.
Your back was to his chest, his head resting on top of yours as he held you as close as he could. Even if he was a cold bodied creature, your warmth was heavenly to him, the thick blankets making the sweetest cocoon around the two of you. You couldn’t help but let out soft hums as he pressed gentle kisses to the top of your head, murmuring into your hair.
“Sleep well, my darling~ you’re not going anywhere…”
Did he kidnap you while you were under the influence? Maybe. Mind control you into sweet complacency after brutally murdering two people infront of you? Perhaps. Make you a thrall against your will then fuck your throat in a hotel with dead bodies in the bathroom? Most definitely.
But he’d murder thousands of people and chase you across the country to make sure no one ever harmed a hair on your pretty head ever again.
Wow so you're telling me I just have to be mean to you to turn all the thoughts off in that pretty little head of yours? Push you around a bit and you turn into a dumb little slut? That's pretty pathetic. Like I could probably just do whatever I wanted to you and you'd just take it. Tell me I'm wrong.
Pretty thing riding my thigh. Legs shaking, poor thing whining. Begging for permission to cum, but I think they’re mutttccchhh prettier drooling, edging for me like a good little mutt. And good dogs listen, don’t they?
fingering my overstimulated femme so fast, she’s hiccupping through her sobs. “that’s it, cry harder baby. wanna see you completely destroyed.” three fingers deep, curling with each thrust. “look at this mess. you’re dripping everywhere, crying everywhere. so fucking pathetic and I love it.” she tries to close her legs but i force them open. “no, you’re gonna take it and cry pretty for me.”
