Donnie

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Hi I’m Donnie, I’m a teenager, and I’m sick of never being able to find fanfiction with the ideas or characters I need. So I’m here to share my own in hopes some people enjoy said ideas it as much as I do. Followed by other thoughts..

Feel so free to send me requests as well.

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“I want a puppy boy” this “I want a puppyboy” that

But now when I enter the field everyone wants to beat on me. Oh ok. Bitch.

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Imagine if they were t4t

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“FUNNY GUY”

🔹- pairing: Vince Masuka x Tboy!Reader

🔹- contains: smut, pre-transition anatomy under belt, oral(reader receiving), dry humping, porn without plot.

You’ve always liked a funny guy, laughter was always the way into your heart. So you weren’t surprised much once you’d found yourself beneath Masuka on his bed, in his house.

You’d been rutting and huffing for what felt like forever, his hips moving with yours as you whined and bucked up against him. All the while he poked fun at you.

“So hot and bothered already? Hardly had to do anything.”

“Be quiet..” you snickered, a sharp exhale elicited from you at the feel of Vince’s hips bumping with yours in a specific manner. Hungry, needy.

“C’mon, Vince, don’t keep me waiting.” You groaned with a lopsided grin, propping yourself up on your elbows as you leaned your forehead against Vince’s.

“Ask me nicely, maybe I’ll get ya what you want.”

Your head fell back against the headboard, his face nuzzled into the crook of your neck, the tickling sensation of his lips on your skin wrenched a gasp from between your lips.

“Please, Vince. Quit teasin’.” The plea came out in a quiet, breathy tone. A stark contrast to the playful banter from just a few seconds ago.

That was enough to have Vince working at your belt, your own hands coming up to unbutton your shirt, tossing it to the side.

“Lift.” Vince murmured, to which you eagerly obliged. You lifted your hips, letting Vince tug your jeans off and having them join your shirt on the ground.

You pawed at Vince’s shirt, eager to get his shirt off, you only managed two buttons before he swatted your hands away.

“ uh-uh, you gotta let me see what I’m workin with. Come on pretty boy.”

He said as he stripped your briefs off your hips and down your legs, pressing a cheeky kiss to your ankle with a grin that made something in your stomach stir.

He hitched your legs over his shoulders before taking the first taste, his tongue licking a stripe up along your cunt. The action sent a thrill up your spine, your hips immediately bucking to which Vince held his hands on your hips to steady you.

He didn’t waste much time, going down on you with a need that was equally satisfying for both him and you, you especially. Your thighs squeezed around his head whilst you squirmed.

“Come on, cutie, I know you can take it. Hold still..” Vince hummed against your heat. Delving back into your sweet, sweet wetness. His eager motions kept you trembling and shaking before your inevitable orgasm.

You finished on his face and he eagerly lapped it up, helping you come down from your high.

“There we go. Now that’s a job well done, don’tcha think?”

All you could offer was a weak nod, still panting as you tried to get over the mind blowing experience.

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